"Look for death! This Holy Son is going to kill you!"

The Holy Court Son was annoyed and angry, and his eyes spewed out nameless flames, and with a finger of the long sword, the sword soul on his head suddenly released a terrifying sword dao artistic conception.

"Abominable Yi Qiu, you dare to humiliate this Holy Son, this Holy Son wants your life, I will let you know the horror of my sword soul!"

When the words landed, I saw that the Holy Son Sword Soul slowly raised an arm, and then in an instant, the golden light surged, and a huge golden sword condensed in mid-air, and in an instant, a killing aura enveloped the entire battle platform.

"Great Sun Golden Lightsword!"

When the Holy Court Priestess saw this scene, her pretty face suddenly showed a little sneer.

"Yi Qiu, if you force my brother to perform a real trick, it can be regarded as a defeat but still honored!"

Everyone in the distance, seeing this golden sword full of destructive aura, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

This giant sword is so powerful! The breath alone is enough to make everyone feel suffocated, and its power can be imagined.

"The Great Sun Golden Light Sword! How is it possible, this guy has actually practiced this move, this sword is enough to kill the mid-stage Holy Lord!"

Ling Xiao's face changed, and then he said to Sikong Xingyue: "Sikong girl, just now this Holy Son kept saying that taking two steps back is considered a loss, according to this agreement, he has already lost, why can he continue to compete." ”

Sikong Xingyue smiled bitterly and said: "There is no such rule in the Tianshan Sword Competition, that sentence was said by this Holy Son, so it does not represent the Tianshan Mountain, so I can only say that this Holy Son is a person who goes back on his word, but I can't stop him from continuing to compete!"

Indeed, according to the rules, only the victor can become the sword leader, so although everyone scoffed at the behavior of this Holy Court Son, they couldn't say anything, after all, he only took a few steps back, and it wasn't a loss!

"Shameless people, who have lost twice in a row and refuse to admit defeat, this kind of person does not know how to become a holy son. ”

Murong Qingxue snorted coldly and said.

The Qinglian Holy King on the side smiled bitterly, although she knew that the Holy Son was in high esteem, but she also felt that this Holy Son's actions today were a bit embarrassing, even if he won this battle against Yi Qiu, he would not be able to win.

At this moment, many people scoffed at the actions of the Holy Court Son.

However, the Holy Son was already extremely angry, and he couldn't care about these at all, and he couldn't lose this battle, otherwise if it spread, not only would he lose face, but even the majesty of the Sun and Moon Holy Court would be damaged because of this.

"Yi Qiu, you kneel down now and beg for mercy, I will spare your life, otherwise this Holy Son will kill you!"

"Hmph, what an arrogant tone, but do you have a sword soul, and I don't?"

Yi Qiu sneered, and shouted in his mouth: "The Four Elephant Sword Soul is out!"

Roar!

With the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, a sword soul appeared on Yi Qiu's head in an instant.

Everyone looked at it and found that compared to the sword soul of the Holy Court Holy Son, the sword soul on Yi Qiu's head was larger, and its momentum was not comparable to that of the Holy Court Holy Son at all.

See this scene.

The whole square was in a state of complete frenzy.

No way!

A Latter-day Saint actually condensed a sword soul, this is too scary!

At this moment, not only the onlookers looked stupid, but even Ling Xiao, Murong Qingxue, the Holy Court Goddess, and Sikong Xingyue were all dumbfounded.

They never dreamed that Yi Qiu would still have a sword soul!

It's incredible!

"How is it possible, with your cultivation, how can you condense the sword soul, how did you do it?"

The Holy Court Saint Son also didn't expect that Yi Qiu would also sacrifice the sword soul, his face suddenly became extremely embarrassed, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How I did it, you don't need to know, you only need to know one thing, I'm better than you!"

Swish!

When the words landed, the sword soul on Yi Qiu's head instantly attached itself to Yi Qiu's body, becoming one with Yi Qiu, and in an instant, Yi Qiu's sword path artistic conception became extremely terrifying.

"Tempest Nine Stacks of Peerless Sword Slash!"

Whew!

In an instant, the nine domineering sword rays were slashed out by Yi Qiu, and then converged into a shocking sword, rushing towards the Holy Court Holy Son.

This sword is as powerful as a rainbow, and its power is twice as strong as the sword that Yi Qiu just now!

This is the power of the sword soul!

Seeing that sword slashing at him, the Holy Court Saint's face changed, and he hurriedly controlled the golden giant sword in front of him to meet it.

The two big swords met in mid-air, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

The sword qi was shining, and the qi waves were boiling.

It was as if two mountains had collided together, and the terrifying power shook the battle platform below, and cracks appeared one after another.

was able to shatter the battle platform, one can imagine how powerful these two giant swords were.

And in the shocked gaze of everyone, the sword that Yi Qiu unleashed forced the golden giant sword back little by little, and finally the golden giant sword shattered when its power was exhausted.

And Yi Qiu's sword roared out, stabbing towards the Holy Son of the Holy Court.

The Holy Court Saint Son was caught off guard, and hurriedly cast a golden sword shield to block the front, but he couldn't block Yi Qiu's sword with all his strength, how could the hastily condensed sword and shield resist it, and was directly blasted out by Yi Qiu's sword.

The Holy Court Son fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, his handsome face was no longer the previous arrogance at this moment, and all that was left was shock.

The Son of the Holy Court is defeated?

Such a scene made everyone unexpected.

In the eyes of everyone, the Holy Court Son was almost so strong that he was invincible, and at this moment, he was severely injured by Yi Qiu and lay on the ground, such a result, such a process, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, who would dare to believe it!

"How is it possible, brother, to be defeated!?"

The Holy Court Priestess was even more shocked, and stood in place with a shocked expression, she never dreamed that her brother, who was as powerful as a god, would be defeated in the hands of an unknown person!

At this moment, the Holy Court Goddess looked at Yi Qiu's gaze, no longer with the contempt she had before, but was full of shock as if she was looking at a monster.

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"Such a strong guy, no wonder you didn't challenge this Yi Qiu before, it seems that you have known Yi Qiu's strength for a long time, and it is stronger than the Holy Court Holy Son. Qinglian Holy King smiled bitterly, before she was annoyed that Murong Qingxue chose to challenge the Holy Son because Murong Qingxue did not challenge Yi Qiu, but now that she looks at it, Murong Qingxue is really wise.

This Yi Qiu is simply a monster!

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"Haha, good, good! Although I lost Ling Xiao back then, my disciple has won today, haha......"

Seeing Yi Qiu's victory, Ling Xiao, who had always been calm and composed, went crazy with some joy, he never thought that Yi Qiu could even defeat the Holy Son of the Holy Court!

Sikong Xingyue, who was beside him, shook his head with a shocked expression.

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