Peerless God Emperor

On the Sky Martial Stage, Tai Long transformed into the King Kong Ape, with the Ancient Ape phantom behind him, he was extremely powerful, as though a demon god had descended to the world, unstoppable.    

    

At this moment, the gazes of the spectators all changed. Previously, they had thought that this person was unknown, and Long Aotian was extremely famous, so this battle would definitely be a victory. However, the outcome was completely outside of their expectations.    

    

Now that Long Aotian had been annihilated by the ruins, and whether he was dead or alive was unknown, the Northern Dragon Country's envoys no longer cared about formalities, and directly flew to the Heaven Martial Stage, saving Long Aotian from the rubble and shouting, and directly left the Sky Martial Field. They no longer had any face to stay here anymore.    

    

Seeing this, Lin Xuan did not stop them. Long Aotian was a Heaven's Pride that the Northern Dragon Kingdom had nurtured with all their might, his talent was not ordinary, if he were to die in the Wind Chasing Country, it would be hard to guarantee that the Northern Dragon Kingdom would not follow through with the agreement. At that time, it would be very difficult to control the situation.    

    

On the other side, Lin Yurong was dumbstruck as he looked at the Ancient Ape on the Sky Martial Stage with an extremely shocked expression. He couldn't possibly imagine such a scene happening.    

    

"Alright!" Lin Xuan excitedly stood up, his face blooming with a brilliant smile, he was extremely proud of himself. Waving his hand, he spoke to Tai Long: "In this battle, my Wind Chasing Country has won!"    

    

This battle could be said to be earth-shattering, giving rise to the grace of the Wind Chasing Country. Although they had never heard of Tai Long's name, this was no longer important. What was important was that he had already won.    

    

It wasn't easy for them to win this round, they thought that the victory would last, but they never expected that there would be such a capable person in the Wind Chasing Country, and even Long Aotian was defeated.    

    

If not for him trying his best to push Tai Long and Qin Xuan forward, Wind Chasing Country would have definitely lost. However, with these two people, the odds of the battle had already turned, and all he needed to do was win one more round and he would be able to force five nations to retreat.    

    

He squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something. He had already fought three battles, and only Qin Xuan and the other Wind Chasing Country remained, but Tian Luojue had yet to take action within the five nations, so they had to consider his existence.    

    

After pondering for a moment, he slowly said, "Next match, Xu Yin will fight."    

    

Upon hearing this, the gazes of the spectators all shifted to the spectator stand of the Wind Chasing Country. A young man stood up, he appeared to be extremely young, and his cultivation base was already at the early second level of the Yuanfu Stage.    

    

After all, Tai Long's performance just now was too stunning, causing him to have some expectations for Qin Xuan who was with Tai Long. He wanted him to be the finale that came out.    

    

If Tian Luojue were to come out, then Xu Yin would definitely lose, but it was very likely for Qin Xuan to win the next match, if not, their Wind Chasing Country would still win.    

    

If Tian Luojue took part in the next battle, Xu Qing would have a sliver of confidence to win. Even if he lost, and there was still Qin Xuan, his strength would still be a mystery, but at least it would be better than Xu Qing's.    

    

Therefore, in comparison, Lin Xuan decided to make the final decisive battle his opponent. On Qin Xuan's body.    

    

It was obvious that he knew this was an extremely awkward and critical battle. His opponent was most likely the strongest among the five nations, Tian Luojue, so he was naturally somewhat panicking.    

    

The Daiyuan Kingdom and the Tian Luo Country looked at each other, as though they were discussing something. In the end, they all looked towards Lin Xuan, and the Daiyuan Kingdom's envoy cupped his fists as he said: "Lord Emperor, let us, the Daiyuan Kingdom, fight in this match."    

    

"Are you that confident that you will win?" A strange look flashed across Lin Xuan's eyes. They did not send Tian Luojue out to fight, it must be because they had a lot of confidence in Murong Fusu and believed that he would win this battle.    

    

Hearing that his opponent was not Tian Luojue, Xu Yin could not help but heave a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as it was not Tian Luojue, there was still hope.    

    

Murong Fusu slowly walked down from Daiyuan Kingdom's viewing platform and climbed up to the Sky Martial Stage. He looked at Xu Yin indifferently, and arrogantly said, "You are not my opponent. Get lost yourself, you still have a chance to live."    

    

"The war hasn't started yet, isn't it too early for you to speak?!" He was also a Heaven's Chosen of the Wind Chasing Country and was incomparably proud. How could he allow Murong Fusu to humiliate him like this?    

    

"The ignorant are fearless." Murong Fusu sarcastically said. His figure flashed and swirled towards Xu Yin like a tornado, his aura ferocious.    

    

Xu Yin's pupils constricted. He stretched out his hands and condensed a profound light palm. He blasted forward, but when the palm landed on the tornado, it felt like it was chopping at a divine wall. It couldn't shake the tornado at all.    

    

"I said it before, you're too weak." A voice came from the whirlwind, filled with intense disdain.    

    

Murong Fushu's eyes suddenly glowed with a bright white light, as though he was channeling great Dao arts. A strange and unfathomable power circulated within his body, and at the next moment, he opened his mouth and howled.    

    

Xu Yin's ears echoed with that undetectable roar. He felt as though his eardrums were about to shatter as his heart trembled incessantly. He desperately tried to agglomerate his defensive screen in order to stop the penetrating sound wave, but the sound wave was too terrifying, as it ignored all obstructions.    

    

"Take my punch." Murong Fusu leapt into the air, his long hair flying behind him. With a wave of his hand, an apocalyptic palm print condensed in the air. It was filled with a terrifying aura, and as the palm descended, it was like the world was pressing down on him, suffocating him.    

    

"Murong Fusu, don't go too far!" Xu Yin's eyes flashed with a sharp light. As a famous figure of the Wind Chasing Country, his strength was naturally not too weak. A long spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and he fiercely thrust it towards the palm imprint above his head.    

    

The long spear released a resplendent glow, gathering all the power it could muster into a single point. How powerful was this attack? When it slammed into the palm imprint, even space seemed to freeze. Everything seemed to have come to a standstill.    

    

"Creak!"    

    

With a crisp shattering sound, a small crack appeared in the middle of the palm print. Then, a stone caused a thousand ripples, and the crack began to spread out. A few seconds later, the palm print was covered with small cracks like broken glass.    

    

The corner of Xu Yin's mouth rose slightly, but before he could become complacent for long, he saw Murong Zhe striding over, his hand grabbing forwards, and with a clench of his fist, an invisible force spread out. One after another, ancient booms resounded as they surrounded Xu Yin, and the space around him seemed to be sealed.    

    

"Myriad God Technique!" Qin Xuan suddenly remembered that back then, Murong Zhe had used this sacred art to battle against him. Unfortunately, his physical body had already become as strong as a spirit at that time, and Murong Zhe was simply unable to do anything about it.    

    

He had personally experienced the terrifying aspects of the Black Tortoise Body and the Myriad God Technique, but in his opinion, the Myriad God Technique could summon giant elephants to fight. Whether it was killing or defense, it was extremely terrifying.    

    

At that very moment, dozens of ancient mammoths were surrounding Xu Yin's body. Their huge hooves trampled the void crazily as a destructive force swept through the void. Xu Yin's face turned pale as he felt that he was being trampled on by giant elephants, and even breathing became difficult.    

    

"Murong Zhe obviously has the upper hand. It seems that Xu Qing is going to lose this battle." Many people whispered.    

    

Lin Xuan's brows revealed a hint of worry, it seemed like the thing he was most worried about had still happened. Xu Yin was not lower than Murong Zhe, he was definitely going to lose this battle.    

    

Hopefully, they could only rely on Qin Xuan who had not made his move yet.    

    

Sure enough, not long after, an earth-shaking explosion sounded out in the air as the hooves of an ancient mammoth stomped on Xu Yin's chest. In front of him, the incomparably terrifying force directly kicked him away, causing him to be sent flying. He landed on the ground below the stage, completely lifeless.    

    

"How presumptuous!" The faces of the ministers of the Wind Chasing Country were all cold and detached. Murong Fusu actually dared to be so heartless! Within the Wind Chasing Country, the Lord Emperor had killed Xu Yin, it was simply arrogant without end.    

    

Lin Xuan's face became gloomy, his eyes staring straight at Murong Fusu, his body releasing a terrifying pressure, he said: "Murong Fusu, why did you kill my participant? In the battle earlier, my participant showed mercy."    

    

Murong Fu Su's eyes flashed with a cunning look, he then cupped his hands towards Lin Xuan and said: "It is Fu Su's fault, this sacred art is too powerful, to this day Fu Su is still unable to control its power, I beg your forgiveness Lord Emperor."    

    

"Bullsh * t." Lin Yuyang said coldly. He could clearly use the power of his Giant Elephant skillfully just now, so how could he control it inappropriately?    

    

With how experienced Lin Xuan was, he naturally knew that Murong Fu Su wanted to do this, but he had no reason to punish him. After all, this was a competition, and death or injury was inevitable.    

    

At this point, there had been four battles. Two wins and two losses. There was only the crucial fifth match left.    

    

"Brother Qin, this time, I have gotten rid of you. But, if I really cannot defeat you, there is no need to force me, protecting my life is more important!" Although he and Qin Xuan were good friends, he did not wish for Qin Xuan to lose his life for the sake of comparing martial arts. If that were the case, he would regret it for the rest of his life.    

    

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he did not seem nervous at all, and even teased: "In my impression, the Brother Lin is calm and unrestrained, and unrestrained. I never thought that there would be a side for the Brother Lin to worry about matters of the mortal world."    

    

"Hai." Lin Yuyang sighed and said rather helplessly: "All of this has been predestined for a long time. I am unable to take care of myself alone.    

    

The current him might be the real him, but even though he yearned for freedom, due to the matters of the mortal world, he was still not strong enough.    

    

Murong Fu, Su Xiaoshan, and the others walked down the stage. However, they did not immediately return to the Daiyuan Kingdom's seating area. Instead, they stopped in front of the Tian Luo Country and said calmly, "People say that you are the strongest amongst the five nations because of your great talent.    

    

When everyone heard this, they all looked towards the same person at the same time. The most dazzling existence in the Tian Luo Country, Tian Luojue.