"Fu Tianlu is such a powerful magic weapon, he will definitely be able to subdue that kid. Ling Xiao said excitedly, Duan Yuming's move had boosted his confidence a lot.

Ling Yun frowned and looked at Qianyu worriedly.

Qianyu's heart was full of fighting spirit, and there was no trace of panic on his face, Fu Tianlu was indeed powerful, but he had the Heavenly Thunder God Bead!

"Silver light skimmes the sky and shadows, and the sky thunder dances to the netherworld!"

The Heavenly Thunder God Bead hidden in Qianyu's body released an extremely dazzling thunderbolt, which shocked everyone present.

"That's ...... Heavenly Thunder God Bead?!"

Wu Jian's mouth opened wide in surprise, revealing an unbelievable look.

The old man's face also changed greatly, and he said, "The power of the Divine Bead is emanating from Qianyu's body, is it ...... He devoured the Heavenly Thunder God Bead?"

"Devouring the Heavenly Thunder God Bead, that's a low-grade immortal weapon, even us, we don't dare to devour it rashly, how did he do it?" Duan Chunxi looked at Qianyu like a monster, and Qianyu brought them too many questions and surprises.

No one could answer his question, and there was panic in everyone's minds, in addition to questions. The Heavenly Thunder Divine Bead is an immortal weapon, how terrifying should a person who can devour an immortal weapon be?

"Sure enough, it was him. Mo Yu's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a smug smile, and then led his subordinates to retreat for a while.

"Heavenly Thunder God Bead?"

Feeling the terrifying power overflowing from Qianyu's body, Duan Yuming's heart panicked even more, could it be that he was going to lose in Qianyu's hands today?

No!

How could a peerless genius like him, who is rare to see in a hundred years, be defeated in the hands of salted fish!

"Even if you have a Divine Bead, you can't exert the full power of the Divine Bead. And I can exert the full power of Fu Tianlu, this battle, the winner must be me!" Duan Yuming roared, compared to Qianyu's calm expression, Duan Yuming had already lost in terms of mentality.

Seeing Fu Tianlu quickly falling, the huge imperial city shook like a great earthquake, and the houses were like petals blown away in the wind and turned into a pile of rubble flying everywhere, and the cultivators who watched the battle all fled, if they didn't escape, half of them would die in the aftermath of this battle.

Duan Chunxi and his party did not escape, they all had enough self-protection ability, and they wanted to be witnesses of this battle.

"Turn the sky upside down!"

Qian Yu used the third seal of the six seals of the Sealed Immortals, and the power of the heavenly thunder formed a palm the size of a thousand zhang, which flew directly into the sky, and was tough with Fu Tianlu.

"Bang bang bang!"

Two shocking forces collided together, and then exploded like a torrent, and the shock wave directly blasted a large hole in the center of the imperial city, destroying miles of surrounding buildings and turning them into ruins. Because the battle was so amazing, the outer city of the Imperial City was completely destroyed.

"The duel between the holy weapon and the immortal weapon really lives up to its name. Many cultivators who witnessed this tragic battle sighed.

The sound of explosions continued for a long time, dust and smoke rose from all places, and large craters appeared in the battle, which was already a mess.

Duan Chunxi and his party immediately began to search for Duan Yuming's figure, while Ling Yun searched for Qianyu's figure.

Suddenly, a red-robed figure stood up from the ruins, he was in tatters, the armor on his body was rotten, revealing the wounds inside, and blood was pouring out, and his face was as miserable as gold paper, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

"Yu Ming?" Duan Chunxi showed joy and said excitedly: "Yu Ming has won! Yu Ming has won!"

Although the old man was also excited, he didn't show it on his face, and began to search for Qianyu's figure. I don't know why, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

After a short while, there was still no trace of Qianyu.

Duan Yuming finally put his mind at ease, and said with a long sigh: "Qianyu, it is this king who has the last laugh! This king has long said that salted fish will be salted fish all his life, and it is impossible to turn over!"

"Really?"

A strange voice came out, Duan Yuming's body suddenly froze, and then quickly scanned the surroundings like crazy, except for a piece of scorched earth and ruins, he didn't see any figure.

"Drink!"

A white figure suddenly swept out of a deep hole, the white robe was rotten, the body was full of wounds, and the hair was scattered, like a beggar who had not bathed for a long time.

"I'm the one who has the last laugh!"

The words were still in his ears, and Qian Yu knocked Duan Yuming down with a red meteor stick, it was noon at this time, and under the dazzling sun, Duan Yuming, who had never failed, fell. The moment he saw Qianyu rushing out, he realized that he had failed!

When this thought appeared in Duan Yuming's mind, Duan Yuming's brain suddenly became blank, he couldn't believe this fact!

Up to this point, he still couldn't accept his failure, his path to cultivation was smooth sailing, he had never encountered setbacks, he had never experienced the taste of failure, and now he experienced it.

The feeling of defeat made Duan Yuming discouraged, his heart was empty, his eyes were dull, he had completely lost his combat effectiveness, and he didn't even have the strength to resist, like a walking corpse whose soul had been drained.

It's just that his mouth is still muttering: "Impossible, this king will not be defeated, salted fish is salted fish after all, it is impossible to turn over......"

Seeing Duan Yuming's appearance, Qianyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he was also seriously injured, and his injuries were worse than Duan Yuming, but he still didn't give up, but resolutely attacked!

As long as he still has the courage to fight, even if he dies in the hands of Duan Yuming, he will not be defeated!

If Duan Yuming fought back just now, the loser would probably be Qianyu. But Duan Yuming hesitated, was scared, his confidence collapsed, and he directly gave up the battle. Actually, he didn't lose to Qianyu, but to his cowardly self!

Duan Chunxi and his party sighed in disappointment, Ling Xiao was so angry that he didn't want to speak, Yang Xiu's expression was complicated, Ling Yun was very happy, she knew that she had made the right choice, and believed that Qianyu was the most correct choice she had ever made.

Under the bright sun, although Duan Yuming is not dead, his expression is no different from that of death. His belief has been shattered, and he can only watch Qianyu approach step by step, and then deceive himself with the lie that "this king cannot be defeated".

Qian Yu defeated the opponent who had been thinking about it day and night, and it stands to reason that he should be dancing with joy, but he didn't. This joy is a faint joy, I can't tell what it feels like, it's like a spring breeze blowing across my face, taking nothing away and leaving nothing behind.

In the long five years, in every sleepless night, he fantasized countless times about fighting Duan Yuming, and then knocked him down and trampled under his feet. He imagined the incomparably excited look he had when he reached his goal, and imagined everything he would do after he had won...... After five years of waiting, he finally ushered in this moment, the big tree that covered his heart fell, but he was unexpectedly calm.

The scorching sun shone on his cold, somewhat pale blood-stained face, he looked at Duan Yuming condescendingly, and said slowly: "Duan Yuming, I only want to say one sentence, even if I am a salted fish, it is definitely not a very salty ......."

After speaking, Qianyu smiled and put away the stick, turned around, left a down-and-out but handsome back to the surprised people, and left in style......