"Boom"

The huge palm seemed to come from ancient times, with amazing fluctuations, and slapped it fiercely.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, and the edge of the ring cracked, if it weren't for the strong prohibition support, I am afraid it would have collapsed long ago.

The huge power of the giant palm kicked up the smoke and dust in the sky, and in this thick smoke and dust, an astonishing black light bloomed, submerging the entire ring.

A sword that almost penetrated into the sky suddenly appeared, tearing through the sky, splitting the giant palm, and then slashing towards Ximen Liubai mercilessly.

The speed was incredibly fast, and the spiritual power fluctuations distorted the space, and there was no doubt that this sword could cut the sky in half.

All the people present changed color for it, even Yan Jiuyang was full of shock, in that earth-shattering sword light, he felt an unprecedented coercion, it was indescribably powerful, it was terrifying to the extreme, the power that could destroy everything.

This is the power in the face of such power, any attack, any conspiracy is a blank slate.

What kind of power is this? At this moment, Ximen Liubai was also all shocked, the moment the sword appeared, he had already felt the horror of the sword, as a martial artist, he was just forcibly calm, just wanted to dodge but was slashed on the shoulder by the sword that had been cut off.

The sword is the Taishang Sword Dao condensed by Xiao Yuan with divine power, and the power is several times greater than the spiritual power, and it is not at all something that Ximen Liubai can resist.

At the moment of being slashed, Ximen Liubai's defensive spiritual power shattered, and it didn't play the slightest role, and the sword also slashed deeply into his body, almost splitting half of his body.

And the divine power carried by the sword mangs frantically poured into Ximen Liubai's body, destroying his meridians and vitality, but when he used his spiritual power to resist, he found that it had no effect at all, and his strong spiritual power could not help this mysterious power in the slightest.

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of Ximen Liubai's mouth, and his body fell down in a look full of shock and unwillingness.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and time seemed to have stopped, and people forgot even the last breath.

A genius in the realm of martial arts like Ximen Liu Bai who was so powerful was actually killed by Xiao Yuan with a sword.

Nothing could be more shocking than this news.

Yan Jiuyang, the monarch, was also stunned for a while, he didn't know what to do, although he didn't want Ximen Liubai to win the game, but he didn't want him to die, if it was because of this matter, the Ximen family came to the door, he didn't know what to resist.

And at this moment, Yan Jiuyang regretted even more that Xiao Yuan won this game, the previous Xiao Yuan obviously only had the strength of martial spirits, but at the moment when the black mang broke out, he felt the taste of death and the power to destroy everything, he had such a powerful power in his body, it was impossible to do it with Xiao Yuan's strength, there must be someone behind him, who was it, with such a powerful power.

Yan Jiuyang can only be sure that that person will definitely not be easier to deal with than the Ximen family, so Yan Jiuyang was in a dilemma for a while, and now the result seems to be better than Xiao Yuan for Ximen Liubai to win

It's just that Ximen Liubai is already lying in a pool of blood at the moment.

A match that he arranged himself, a game to reduce the residual forces, a game that he thought he could master turned out to be like this, completely off track as he expected.

Looking at the ring that was already full of holes, Yan Jiuyang completely fell into deep thought

Xiao Yuan in the ring was also not comfortable, he finally knew what that mysterious power was, it should be the divine power that Yi Zun said before, the power that only a god can have.

It's no wonder that the body that Master Yi would say before couldn't withstand this force, it was too strong and violent.

At this moment, countless mysterious powers on Xiao Yuan's body were entangled, tearing at everything around him, the clothes on his body had long been destroyed by this power, and his flesh and blood began to crack and spurt blood under this mysterious power, obviously unable to withstand this power at all.

Originally, he thought that his body was already extremely strong, but now it seems that he is still too small under this force.

The heart-rending pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart made him taste what life is worse than death.

The meridians of the whole body are all broken, the skin is open, as long as the divine power travels, none of them are intact, and the extreme pain makes him have no chance to faint, just like the depths of the Nine Hells.

Until the end, Xiao Yuan didn't even have the strength to breathe, but his whole body was still spasming, struggling to support his body from falling.

Divine power, it really deserves to be possessed by a god, and Xiao Yuan, who thinks he has a perverted body, can't resist it at all, does he have to complete the refining of the first half of the Guiyuan Divine Technique to use divine power?

I don't know when, Xiao Yuan didn't even have the strength to support him, and the divine power in his body also disappeared abruptly, retracted into his body, and his body slowly fell down at this time.

Seeing that both of them fell in the ring, Yan Jiuyang, who was the chief examiner of this game, hesitated for a while, it was not that he didn't know how to judge, but he was hesitating how to judge in his own favor and in the country's favor.

It stands to reason that the winner of this game should be Xiao Yuan, because Xiao Yuan insisted on ten breaths before falling after Ximen Liubai fell, which already met the rules of winning the game, but Yan Jiuyang's eyes narrowed slightly at the moment.

Is it better to let Xiao Yuan win or let Ximen Liubai win?

Judging from this game, Xiao Yuan also has a super terrifying character behind him, Yan Jiuyang can't be provoked, and Yan Jiuyang of the Ximen family can't be provoked either.

Yan Jiuyang seemed to have become much older, and after thinking about it repeatedly, he made a decision that he had to make, the most important thing now is to rescue the two of them, and he can take advantage of this rescue opportunity to delay the news of who is the victor to be announced.

As for the final winner, he can decide for himself, because no matter what, he is the emperor, and he is the master of this game.

But just as he was about to announce the order, a handsome, almost bewitching, white-haired man in the spectator seat moved, and suddenly disappeared from his seat.

And at the same time as he disappeared, lightning and thunder thundered above the void, and a huge face condensed by spiritual power thousands of zhang drilled out of the clouds.

Suddenly, a terrifying but irresistible coercion that moved everyone spread and flooded the entire square.

Whether it was a powerful martial artist, a puppeteer, an illusionist, or even Yan Jiuyang, they all felt that their souls were trembling and fearful

The only thing in the entire square that was still calm and calm was the two figures lying on the ground and the little dot in Princess Yanxi's arms.

Xiao Budian felt this coercion, and only woke up from surprise slightly, but after taking a closer look at the void, he fell into a deep sleep again.

"In this competition, Ximen Liu Bai is defeated!" The thin and vicissitudes of life voice came out of the huge face, like an irresistible divine might, this face was full of vicissitudes and the breath of seeing through the world, exactly the same as the man who disappeared in the seat before.

As soon as the words fell, the huge face opened its big mouth and emitted a great suction, slowly inhaling Ximen Liubai in the pool of blood into his mouth.

Then, ignoring everyone's surprise, the face slowly dissipated into the void with thunder and lightning. Only his voice, full of endless coercion, still echoed in everyone's minds.

With his departure, the coercion that pressed everyone's bodies so much that they couldn't lift them disappeared, but no one could be happy, what kind of god was this? Could it be the ancestor of the Ximen family, Ximen Xuanyuan?