Ignoring everyone's shock, Ling Xiao landed slowly, his eyes calmly looking beneath the water.

Those eyes, sharp and terrifying, seemed to be able to penetrate everything underwater.

"Don't hide, that move just now won't cause you too much damage!"

A faint sentence was spoken, and after a while, hundreds of water columns exploded on the surface of the water, forming a sharp sword in mid-air, and approaching the door of Ling Xiaomian.

The blade of the sword made a sound that broke through the air, easily slicing through the air.

The sharp blade, even if it was not aimed at these people present, could still make them feel a sharpness, and the cut face hurt.

"It's the Kunlun Sword Formation! One of the most powerful formations in Kunlun!"

Legend has it that the Kunlun Sword Formation can be cultivated alone or in groups. If the qualifications are superior, every year, one sword can be cultivated, but Xuanyuan Lingyu also has at least a few hundred swords. Xuanyuan Lingyu's cultivation is really rare in the world!"

Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the figure in the sky, wanting to look at Ling Xiao, how to solve this sharp move.

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry, and grabbed the void with his big hand, and hundreds of lightning bolts fell quickly in the originally clear sky.

But Ling Xiao didn't let the lightning fall to fight against the sword formation. He grabbed all the lightning in his hands and condensed a thunder dragon.

With a flick of the thunder dragon, the entire sword array was submerged, and a sharp rotation detonated the sword array.

Boom boom...

In the sky, another violent explosion sounded.

The mist was filled, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded on the surface of the river, and then, a water dragon, soaring upward, roaring, rushing into the mist, crushing the thunder dragon alive, and soaring into the sky.

Ling Xiao's eyes were flat, without the slightest panic.

He stretched out his hand and tapped it twice in the air, and the thunder dragon that had spread had formed hundreds of thunder swords, and the thunder dragon had formed... Quickly slash at the water dragon and cut the water dragon apart.

Xuanyuan Ling Yu's figure also shot out from the water dragon, turned into a golden light, and in an instant, came to Ling Xiao's face.

"Bang ——!"

The two collided with each other with a fist, and the aura in the body was impacted nine times and exploded.

From the fists of the two of them, they shot out one violent wave after another.

Boom Boom....

The air waves covered again and again, because they were so violent, that they actually separated the river towards the shore, forcing the millions of people watching the battle on the shore to retreat one after another.

"What a terrible strength, the battle between these two people is enough to overturn the river and the sea!"

"Demon, really demonic!"

When the aura exploded for the last time, the two of them were each forced back by the huge counter-devouring force.

But Ling Xiao only retreated about ten meters, while Xuanyuan Ling Yu retreated nearly a hundred meters.

His eyes were cold, staring at Ling Xiao not far away.

"Just now, you used thunder and lightning to transform the sword formation, and it was clearly my Kunlun's sword formation! When did you steal my Kunlun's supreme sword formation?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently.

"It's just a broken formation, just watch it once, and you still need to steal school? ridiculous!"

Xuanyuan Lingyu's pupils shrank instantly.

And the people below were even more shocked!

"What! He actually learned Kunlun's supreme sword formation just by looking at it? Terrible, terrible! This son is an extraordinary demon!!"

"Looking at him like this, it seems that his talent is even stronger than Xuanyuan Lingyu!"

In the crowd, the figure wearing a mask clenched his fists tightly, his teeth creaking.

"Ling Xiao! Why are you so strong?"

Above the sky, Xuanyuan Lingyu's gaze had become extremely profound. In that look, there was no hidden jealousy of Chi Guoguo!

That's right, he was jealous.

As the first person of the younger generation in the Chinese martial arts world, when did he ever feel so unbearable? But today, this Ling Xiao has brought him this feeling!

Depressed, deeply depressed!

Ling Xiao, you must die!

If this son is not removed, the harm in the future will be extraordinary, even devastating!

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, and his gaze became colder.

"Ling Xiao, I can't imagine that you have such a demonic talent, then it seems that I have to come up with some real skills to deal with you!"

With that, he tore off his shirt and was shining in the sun on his well-proportioned chicken.

And the most important thing is that his momentum is beginning to grow gradually and rapidly.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, and the river was rippling...

Everyone below couldn't help but start trembling when they felt this palpitating breath.

"Martial Emperor! It's Martial Emperor! Xuanyuan Lingyu has already cultivated into a Martial Emperor!"

"My God, the thirty-year-old Martial Emperor!

"As soon as Emperor Wu comes out, who will fight? It seems that this time, Ling Xiao will definitely die!"

"Hey, the overall situation has been decided, I can't imagine that in the next hundred years of reincarnation, Kunlun will take the first place!"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed with emotion.

High in the sky, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, not only did he not have any worry or pressure, but on the contrary, he still looked happy with the corners of his mouth raised.

"I've been waiting for you and me for so long, and I've finally waited for a Martial Emperor!"

Xuanyuan Lingyu frowned slightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes, smiled, and stretched his waist, his back crackled, and there was an explosion.

"It's not interesting, it's just... I want to have a good time with you!"

"Hmph!

Xuanyuan Lingyu shook his head.

"You don't know anything about the power of Emperor Wu! I will let you die without a corpse!"

When the words fell, he grabbed the void with his big hand, and tens of thousands of water swords shot out in an instant on the entire river surface!

Millions of people, pupils shrank.

"God, this sword formation has actually made him practice more than 10,000!

"It's not a question of being strong or not. Emperor Wu is full of ants, he can already be called a god!"

Everyone was looking at Xuanyuan Lingyu's figure and looking up at him, full of envy and admiration.

No one will be jealous of him, because he is more powerful than anyone would be jealous!

Everyone will only admire him, after all, his height at the moment has reached a level that no one can match!

Xuanyuan Lingyu looked proud.

The word Emperor Wu is enough to make him proud of the world.

Don't say it's the younger generation of the same generation, even if it's the older generation, so what?

Thirty-year-old Emperor Wu, who dares not admire?

In comparison, Ling Xiao not far away, although it is also strong and outrageous, but after all, he is still too young!

Perhaps, given him the same age, he will surpass himself, but, he has no chance!