At the beginning, although Jiang Yuetian was in the Martial Temple, he almost killed the warriors who represented the six princes and eight marquis in the imperial martial arts with a single sword, but because they were not defeated in a normal challenge at that time, they could only be regarded as a battle of will, so the several forces that besieged at that time each retained their position in the imperial martial arts.

Even Luo Tianmen, who was behind Jin Shengxi, who was singled out with Jiang Yuetian at the beginning and was killed by him with a sword, also retained his third position.

Of course, after Jiang Yuetian's sword, all the forces in the entire Imperial Martial Arts were greatly changed. However, don't think that after this big battle, the level of martial arts in front of the emperor will be reduced.

Contrary!

Jiang Yuetian's sword was simply a slap in the face of the six princes and eight marquis! It made their faces all hot and painful.

Although Jiang Yuetian is dead, in order to prove his strength and status, how can the six dukes and eight marquis tolerate the reduction of their own strength in martial arts in front of the emperor?

Indeed, most of the people who can represent the six princes and eight marquis to participate in the martial arts in front of the emperor are the strongest warriors in their hands. However, how could these bloodline families who had been in the power clan for hundreds or even thousands of years only have that little bit of strength on the surface?

For the sake of his own face, and also to ensure that the Xiaoyao faction is completely strangled, in this day's imperial martial arts, the six dukes and eight marquis can be said to have all taken out their own strength!

"Hey! It's coming!" When the main general of the first Boyang Hou Mansion appeared on the stage, there were already many dignitaries and nobles in the audience who let out gloating laughter.

For this day, the six princes and eight marquis also hid their hearts. The matter of the free faction resting for eight days is well known in the martial arts in front of the emperor. Therefore, in the first seven days of competition, the six princes and eight marquis have not come up with their last killer weapon.

It wasn't until today that the six dukes and eight marquis suddenly came up with a real trump card.

The martial artist sent by the Marquis of Boyang Mansion now is the real number one master in the Marquis of Boyang's family! Wei Zheng, who once practiced in the Martial Saint Pavilion and did not return to the family until he was thirty years old.

The rebirth is complete, the blood of the first-grade frog is awakened, and the peerless sword is in hand......

The moment Wei Zheng got up and appeared on the stage, he had already shown an aura as if he was going to overwhelm everyone!

The power that Wei Zheng possessed, even if he took out one of them alone, was enough for him to stand at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm. And when all three of these three items are collected, what he represents is almost the limit of the martial arts power of the Martial Saint Realm!

Even Hua Ming Mountain, which had undergone a bloodline transformation and was almost inhuman, was far inferior to Wei Zheng's realm, bloodline, and weapons...... Huaming Mountain is almost completely downwind!

"Boyang Hou Mansion, Wei Zheng, challenge the Loose Faction!"

Sure enough, as expected, as soon as Wei Zheng entered the martial arts arena, he pulled out his long sword. The sword that flashed with a dazzling cold light pointed directly at He Zhi in the seat of the Freedom Faction.

The killing machine floated, and the temperature of the entire Martial Temple dropped several degrees with Wei Zheng's movement! This is also the peculiarity of the Qingjiao bloodline, he can control the cold qi and release all kinds of incredible power in battle. Cultivating to the point where Wei Zheng is here, he can even directly freeze his opponent into ice cubes!

Everyone turned their eyes on He Zhi. Gongsun Wuji's eyes were also a little angry, as if he didn't expect that the six dukes and eight marquis would suddenly play such a move!

And what about Ho Zhi?

Glancing at Wei Zheng, who still had pride on his face in the martial arts arena, He Zhi stood up. From He Zhi's face, outsiders couldn't tell what kind of emotions he had. It's just that he doesn't seem to be nervous because of Wei Zheng's strength.

"Hey, pretend, pretend! A group of people from the Carefree faction, their pants should have been scared by now, right? The last time he faced Hua Mingshan, this He Zhi was pure luck and saved his life. But in front of Wei Zheng of the Martial Saint Pavilion, what kind of thing is Hua Mingshan? He Zhi pretended to be indifferent, but he didn't know how long he could pretend to be. In the audience, several dignitaries and nobles gathered around Qin Guogong and said with a smile on their faces.

Qin Guogong looked at He Zhi and couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile.

He Zhi actually returned to the Imperial Front to perform martial arts! How stupid was such a move in the eyes of Qin Guogong! This time, Qin Guogong didn't even need to deliberately arrange anything.

Since He Zhi wants to find death himself, then fulfill him and let him die!

Qin Guogong narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to see He Zhi lying in a pool of blood, full of remorse and dying.

On the other side, He Zhi had already walked to the center of the martial arts arena.

According to the rules, the two sides participating in the exercise should salute each other. But the bloodline families of the Xiaoyao faction and the Northern Wei Dynasty have long torn their faces. The Boyang Hou family represented by Wei Zheng is even more enmity with the Xiaoyao faction!

Therefore, Wei Zheng even saved the hypocritical perfunctory. The moment He Zhi entered the martial arts arena, he sneered and slashed directly at He Zhi with a sword!

With this sword, Wei Zheng directly used his strongest divine skill-Wusheng Sword!

What Wei Zheng wanted was to kill the masters of various factions like Jiang Yuetian slaughtered chickens and dogs in the Martial Temple, and directly killed He Zhi with a sword, leaving him with no power to fight back!

The peerless divine sword burst into brilliant light in Wei Zheng's hand. The power brought by the Qingjiao's bloodline revealed through the blade of the sword, and the snowflakes fell all around, as if it was about to freeze the entire martial arts arena.

"Awesome! Wei Zheng's sword has already obtained the true meaning of the rotation of life and death in the lifeless sword. His Qingjiao cold qi lost the will of lifeless death, it was a perfect combination, and the power was even higher!" "Among the many martial artists in the Martial Temple, I don't know how many people couldn't help but change their complexion slightly after seeing Wei Zheng's sword, and nodded again and again.

"He Zhi is dead. At the moment when Wei Zheng made a move, everyone sentenced him to death in their hearts.

After all, eight days ago, He Zhi's two consecutive battles had almost completely exposed his strength and foundation in front of many martial artists. Judging by the strength at that time, no one thought that He Zhi had ever dodged Wei Zheng's sword.

Even He Zhi used his most bizarre and unpredictable "Guiyi Sutra" body method, because Wei Zheng's sword is also a divine skill, and it itself also has a power that transcends the mundane, just like the transformation of Huaming Mountain's bloodline, it can form a restraint on He Zhi's body method.

As for dodging, it would be even more ridiculous! He Zhi was reluctant to even dodge Hua Mingshan's extremely unskilled bloodline transformation power. Now facing Wei Zheng, who has been honing his peerless magic skills for I don't know how many years, where can he dodge?