Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

The square was silent. Most of the people were stunned and their eyes were blank.    

What was going on? Everyone looked at Yun Muhcong, who had fallen off the martial stage, and was dumbfounded. They couldn't think of anything.    

"Insta-kill! Insta-kill!"    

Time froze for a moment. Suddenly, a cheer broke the silence.    

"Awesome! Yun Muhcong was instantly killed!"    

"Awesome!"    

Almost at the moment when the first cheer rose up, the entire square was in an uproar. Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement. The scene in front of them was too shocking. It had far exceeded their imagination.    

Yun Muhcong was one of the top rankers on the Tianwu's ranking last year, and he had also made it into the top ten and become the arena master this year. Such a figure couldn't even withstand a single blow from Murong Feng, the new dark horse. He was truly killed in an instant.    

Compared to Ao Lingchen's brutal and brutal way of killing, Murong Feng's means were much more straightforward and powerful, and the commotion caused by him wasn't any weaker than the former.    

"Useless trash who doesn't listen to advice!"    

He coldly glanced at Yun Muhcong, who was frozen under the stage. Murong Feng's expression was cold. He walked down the martial stage. As he walked, his eyes were fixed on Ao Lingchen, who was not far away. He used his right hand to slit his throat, and a ferocious sneer appeared on his face.    

No one had ever thought that someone would dare to provoke Ao Lingchen, a killing star, in front of him. Could it be that what the ferocious god did just now wasn't enough to scare him? However, when everyone saw the frozen and unconscious Yun Muhcong on the ground, the doubts in their hearts slowly faded. He was also a ruthless man, a man with shocking strength.    

On the spectating platform, Peng Yuansheng, who had just sat down, had a helpless expression. He looked at the situation below and felt an unusual headache. This year, it seemed like there were some fellows who did not save oil. None of them were obedient!    

Yuan Qi surged. Peng Yuansheng leapt down and landed beside the frozen Yun Muhcong.    

A strong surge of Yuan Qi surged out. His right hand pressed on the ice block, and the cold ice block turned into water at a visible speed.    

"Cough! Cough! Puff!"    

The ice melted, and Yun Muhcong's suffocating expression slowly dissipated. He coughed crazily, and his body uncontrollably spat out a large amount of blood. The scarlet blood merged with the blood around him, and the scene was extremely tragic!    

The ice completely melted, and the figure that spat out large mouthfuls of blood powerlessly lay down. His face was pale, and his entire body was twitching. His eyes were white.    

Reaching out his hand to check Yun Muhcong's condition, which was on the verge of death, Peng Yuansheng's face turned ashen. The former's body had become a mess. Although he didn't die, many of his meridians had been broken. He had been crippled! It seemed that his warning just now was just to let these fellows play a different trick.    

"Next match, begin!"    

Looking at Yun Muhcong, his face turned ashen. Peng Yuansheng spoke with an evil expression on his face. After that, he ignored the situation on the fighting stage and channeled the vigorous Yuan energy in his body into Yun Muhcong's body. The most important thing right now was to use his Qi to stabilize Yun Muhcong's condition. If his injuries continued to worsen... Even if he didn't die, he would become a cripple in the future.    

The surrounding people who saw this scene felt helpless. No one had thought that this year's Ranking Tournament would be so varied. The first round, blood splashed onto the Martial Dais, and life withered. The second round, all his meridians were severed, and the genius became a cripple.    

Now, there were only two matches. So many unexpected situations had already occurred in these two matches. If the entire process was to end, then anything could happen.    

"This is really troublesome!"    

Xia Jingxue lightly stepped on the martial stage with a face full of displeasure. Initially, she was very happy to be by Ao Lingchen's side quietly, but she didn't expect that it would be her turn so soon.    

To Xia Jingxue, fighting and killing was a very tiring thing. Her whole body would also be wet, making her very uncomfortable, so her heart was full of contradictions.    

"Little Princess, I think you should just obediently go down, in case I accidentally injure you."    

Lightly flapping the feather fan in her hand, she looked like an elegant young master. Bu Xie looked at Xia Jingxue who was not far away with a face full of ridicule. This Little Princess was naturally not simple. Otherwise, she would not have become the arena master. However, in his eyes, it was still not enough. She was still a little lacking. If the opponent in front of him was Suen Zhiming, Ao Lingchen, or that Murong Feng just now, it would be more accurate.    

"Be good, you idiot. If you want to fight, then why are you talking so much nonsense?"    

Originally, he was filled with displeasure because of the fight, but now, he heard this evil person's ridicule. Xia Jingxue could not hold it in any longer. The two Purple Whips in her hands were like two living Soaring Serpents. She swung quickly in the air, and a violent force was thrown out.    

"It is really a little chili with a taste!"    

Bu Xie's expression changed slightly when he felt the violent shock wave in front of him. Xia Jingxue's action of making a move immediately made him have a bitter and helpless feeling.    

However, he dared to make Xia Jingxue obediently go down in front of Xia Jingxue. Naturally, he would not be unable to react in the face of a surprise attack.    

The gorgeous feather fan was gently swung and a violent wind suddenly appeared. The pressure instantly dropped and the strange wind was like a wind spirit dancing. It forcefully sent the Purple Whip flying.    

"Little Pepper, don't rush like this. You must maintain the image of a lady!"    

The Evil Eye revealed a smile and retreated under the cover of the fierce wind, leaving behind a series of afterimages on the martial stage.    

Being arrogant, Evil's biggest characteristic, however, his arrogance was full of caution. This was also the reason why he had been hiding in the Tianwu Academy for so many years.    

"Chilies, your whole family is chilies."    

One mouthful of chilies, even though Xia Jingxue admitted that her temper was not bad, she still could not tolerate it. The Yuan Qi in her body surged wildly. The two whips in her hands were swung at an astonishing frequency at a frightening speed. The whip shadows that filled the sky were like a group of devils dancing in a chaotic manner!    

"It is really spicy!"    

Looking at the whip shadows that enveloped over, Bu Xie's face slightly sank. This Little Princess did not seem like a vase and her strength was indeed not simple. No wonder she was called the proud daughter of heaven.    

With a solemn expression, the strong wind under Bu Xie's feet surged and his figure quickly retreated. He immediately pulled apart the distance and tried to escape from the range of the whip shadows. He no longer dared to look down on the fiery Little Princess in front of him.    

The feather fan in his hand flapped at a shocking speed and a violent hurricane appeared out of thin air. It turned into several tornadoes and charged forward rapidly.    

Several imposing tornadoes intertwined with each other. The white clouds in the sky seemed to have received a violent impact and slowly rotated, forming a whirlpool. Although this change was slow, there was still a certain degree of change after a long period of rotation.    

The mighty tornadoes collided and merged under the control of the feather fan. A powerful twisting force swept across the entire square, and the green bricks on the ground kept rising along with the suction force of the tornados as they were directly torn apart by the pulling force.    

"Little Pepper, take my Storm!"    

Evil's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness as he said in a cold voice. The Yuan Qi of the feather fan in his hand surged. He had been hiding for so many years. This time, he would make a name for himself once he stepped onto this martial stage. He wanted his name to resound throughout the entire Tianwu Academy.    

Xia Jingxue looked at the huge storm in front of her and kept the Purple Whip. A pair of dimples appeared on her pretty face like a red apple. The corner of her mouth revealed a cute smile.    

"Since you like it so much, I will give it to you!"    

While everyone was looking forward to the exciting collision, Xia Jingxue did something unexpected. Her jade feet lightly jumped like a fairy that floated down from the martial stage.