Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

What was going on? Could it be that the battle had ended just like that?    

Below the stage, there were stunned figures. Everyone was shocked by the changes on the stage. There was no such confrontation!    

Even Bu Xie, who was fighting on the same stage as Xia Jingxue, was also stunned. This was too childish. He had just prepared a big move to show off his power, but this little chili had jumped off the martial stage? Wouldn't it be a joke if he had done so many things just now? Was he trying to make himself a laughing stock?    

"This girl really can do anything!"    

Mo Yunfeng on the viewing platform also had a sneer on his face. The changes below the stage were also out of his expectations, but it was also within his expectations. After all, this girl's character was fickle and fickle.    

Xia Jingxue's talent was already shocking. In the past, her combat strength was not below the Tianwu's ranking list. If she wanted to compete for this title at that time, she was afraid that the eighth position of the Tianwu would definitely be in her hands. However, she didn't like to move. In other words, she was lazy.    

This was also the reason why she had never been on the Tianwu's list.    

However, this time, the Tianwu's ranking list represented the qualification to participate in the Essence Sword Sect's selection in the Imperial City. No matter how unwilling she was, she could only participate in the competition.    

Taking a glance at the farce on the fighting stage, even Peng Yuansheng, who was provoked by Murong Feng, sneered. This scene was too funny. A perfect match had turned into a farce just like that.    

"Alright, since the victor has been decided, let's go to the next match."    

Since the matter had already happened, there was no point in talking about it anymore. Peng Yuansheng also spoke in an evil manner, ignoring the fact that he was controlling the hurricane on the fighting stage. He could only hope that such a farce wouldn't happen again in the next match. Otherwise... This would definitely become a joke for him to host the competition.    

"Su Ningxue, come up here!"    

Before Bu Xie could get down from the stage, Wang Wusheng's loud voice was heard. His figure was like a light white pigeon as he jumped onto the stage. His body was emitting a strong murderous aura, and his eyes were filled with cold light. It was extremely frightening.    

Bu Xie, who was controlling the hurricane on the stage, had an ashen face. This fellow had completely ignored him. Could it be that he didn't even know how to respect others?    

However, he knew that this wasn't the time for him to make a move. He could only endure it and forcefully suppress the displeasure in his heart.    

The feather fan in his hand trembled slightly and he waved his hand. The imposing hurricane soared into the sky and rushed towards the high and mighty cloud cluster.    

"Hu!"    

The gale dispersed. The cool air made everyone feel comfortable, as if they were bathing in the spring breeze. It was extremely comfortable.    

After the strong wind dispersed, Bu Xie jumped off the martial stage with dissatisfaction in his heart. When he left, he intentionally glared at Wang Wusheng who was standing on the stage. However, this glare made him feel like he was about to vomit blood. This guy completely ignored him. His eyes stared straight at Su Ningxue who was below the stage.    

"Wang Wusheng, I will remember this. I hope you can win!"    

A trace of disdain appeared in Bu Xie's eyes, his right hand tightly holding onto the feather fan, his face full of hostility.    

Some people couldn't help but shiver when they saw Bu Xie's hostility. However, they were soon attracted by everything that was happening on the martial stage.    

"Little Li, why do you like to be abused so much?!"    

A light voice was heard. Su Ningxue was floating in the air, like a fairy from the nine heavens, floating on the martial stage. She had a look of disdain on her face.    

It was not that Su Ningxue was arrogant and looked down on others, it was just that her temperament was like this. She had the same personality as Xia Jingxue, lazy.    

As if he could not see Su Ningxue's performance, Wang Wusheng looked at the fairy floating in the air with a serious expression. A long blade appeared in his hand, cold and cold. His tone was solemn, "Su Ningxue, let's settle the grudge between us in the last secret realm today!"    

Being suppressed by Su Ningxue in the secret realm had always been a knot in Wang Wusheng's heart. In order to disperse the resentment in his heart, he had gone into seclusion with all his might after leaving the secret realm for the sake of today.    

The heavens were also quite attached to him, allowing him to meet Su Ningxue in the first round of the Ranking Tournament. If not for the fact that the order of the Ranking Tournament could not be changed, he wanted to directly change the order of appearance with the others and make a move as soon as possible.    

"Keke! " Su Ningxue gently covered her mouth when she heard Wang Wusheng's cold and resentful words. Her pair of watery eyes looked at the handsome man in front of her who was emitting a murderous aura. She had a frightened look on her face." Little Qiao, Big Sister will be afraid if you act like this. "    

"Su Ningxue, don't try to act mysterious. Do it!"    

The cold words came out of Wang Wusheng's mouth. His suppressed Yuan Qi exploded like thunder. His figure turned into a ray of light and a fierce and overbearing blade Qi surged out.    

"I really can't keep my composure."    

Su Ningxue cast a glance at the shadow that was diving down like a bolt of lightning. She frowned slightly, and a serious look flashed across her eyes. Chang Qin hovered in front of her, gently stroking the strings of the zither with his fingers.    

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"    

The melodious sound of zither and strings clashing rang out. Ripples that looked like water quickly surged forward, and huge waves of shock appeared out of nowhere.    

"You're still using such a cliché method? Are you looking down on me or are you old?!"    

Wang Wusheng coldly snorted, and the long blade in his hand flashed with lightning as it slashed across the sky.    

"Rumble!"    

Blinding and violent lightning filled the entire martial stage. The lightning that filled the sky fell like raindrops, and thunderstorms sounded out on the martial stage. Large amounts of bumps and hollows appeared on the solid Green Stone Platform.    

The lightning flashed and the huge waves dissipated. Dust and dirt covered the sky and covered the earth. The sound was extraordinarily loud.    

"The blade Qi is condensed but not released. It seems like you have made some progress during this period of time. Not bad!"    

The phoenix brows were frivolous. Su Ningxue lightly curled her cherry lips and a serious expression appeared on her face.    

The exchange of blows between experts only happened during the day and night. Su Ningxue knew that Wang Wusheng had made great progress during this period of time. Even though it was still very difficult to defeat her with this kind of strength, she could not afford to underestimate him.    

"In order to show my respect to you, I will use my strongest technique."    

A cold voice was spat out from Su Ningxue's tiny red lips. A pair of jade-like hands with ice crystals gently caressed the strings of the zither. In the next second, it was as if a group of devils were dancing wildly as their ten fingers danced happily on the strings.    

The army of golden spears and horses, the ambush from all sides, and the slaughter of gods and devils.    

The sound of the zither suddenly changed. A wave of crazy killing intent followed. The rapid sound of the zither directly emerged in the minds of everyone. The tragic scene of the battlefield killing appeared in their minds. Thousands of corpses floated up and down on the ground, and the scarlet blood turned into a huge river.    

Just listening to the music and fantasizing, many people below the stage felt fear, and their bodies trembled.    

"What a good devil song. Watch how I, the Heavenly Thunder Blade, break your devil song!"    

Suddenly, the tune changed. It was calm and calm. It transformed into a deadly and oppressive melody. Even Wang Wusheng, who had been prepared for this, almost lost his mind. Fortunately, the blade energy was overbearing. In addition, his willpower was not weak. He was barely able to resist it.    

"Hehe, this is only the beginning." A pair of dimples appeared on Su Ningxue's pretty face. Her small beady mouth slightly opened and closed, "It's not too late to speak after you block the attack!"    

Her voice was gentle but her actions were not as gentle as imagined. Ten tender and alluring fingers jumped happily on the strings of the zither. An illusion of killing intent appeared out of thin air. Thousands of warriors waved their golden spears and Battle Spear, charging and breaking through the enemy lines.    

The scene was shocking!