Peerless God Emperor

Under the watchful gaze of the crowd, Quan An took a step forward as an extremely powerful aura burst forth from his body. Although he had yet to enter the Northern Dipper List s, he was extremely powerful and could not be underestimated.    

    

"Plop …" The hearts of the crowd thumped, their eyes flickered with a look of madness, all of them had long been famous, and the strength displayed by Black Clothed Youth was not weak either.    

    

Ao Kun proudly stood in the air, his gaze deep and deep, staring at the Qin Xuan below, he did not believe that Qin Xuan could hide his true strength even under a full security attack.    

    

A sharp glint of light flashed in the eyes of all of them as they raised their sabers. A terrifying gust of astral wind swept towards Qin Xuan with a bone-piercing killing intent. Qin Xuan casually threw out a palm strike. The palm strike was as swift and fierce as a tiger, blocking the astral wind.    

    

And at the same time, a terrifying blade intent landed on Qin Xuan's body.    

    

The most outstanding aspect of the entirety of An Ning was his blade. His blade was fast and ruthless, killing people without them even noticing. It was so fast that his opponent didn't even have time to react before his head was chopped off.    

    

This blade was the same, aiming to cut Qin Xuan's head off.    

    

A strand of chill landed on his neck, causing Qin Xuan's expression to turn slightly cold. He stepped forward quickly, and like a heavenly great roc, left afterimages, the sword in his hand pierced towards Zhi An. This sword was extremely ordinary, but it carried a killing intent.    

    

Seeing Qin Xuan's sword getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, Quan An's body suddenly trembled, his eyes revealed a hint of panic, he instantly summoned the blade origin soul, blocking in front of him, the ferocious might of his blade erupted, going up against the incoming Sword Qi.    

    

However, although Qin Xuan's sword seemed ordinary, it contained the true essence of the Profound Sky Nine Sword's sixth form, the Outer Heaven Flying Sword. With the activation of the Intent Domain of Sword at the peak of the Mysterious Stage, how powerful would the sword be?    

    

Qin Xuan's figure flickered as he continued to float on top of the Battle stage. He was unable to catch them with the naked eye, which made everyone dizzy. All they could see were afterimages.    

    

"Not a bad technique." A hint of surprise flashed through Ao Kun's eyes. Although the power of the Skymount Swordsman's attack was not strong, his movement skills were not bad.    

    

Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp look, he moved slowly, and arrived in front of Quan Zouhua, where he twisted his wrist, causing the Sword Qi to twist in the air, it's power became even stronger, with a Pu ci sound, the Sword Qi directly penetrated through the blade and origin soul, its aura did not decrease at all, and immediately after, it pierced through the center of Zhi An's eyebrows.    

    

One strike, kill!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Bang! With a loud noise, Quan An's body smashed heavily into the Spirit Battle stage. A small red line appeared between his brows; it had been pierced through by the Sword Qi at an extremely fast speed.    

    

"Security "Dead!" As the spectators stared at the fallen body, waves of shock rocked their hearts. They couldn't believe the scene that was unfolding before their very eyes.    

    

In the past few days, although many of the Heaven's Pride warriors had been engaged in battles, most of them were injured, but the most serious injuries were few. The ones killed were definitely not weak, but the fact that they died under the Black Clothed Youth's sword was truly shocking.    

    

What was even more terrifying was that before they could even see the entire process of the battle, Quan An was already killed. Then, just how strong was this Black Clothed Youth?    

    

"Using your movement technique to confuse your opponent and then kill him in one strike, is this your strategy?" A profound look flashed across Ao Kun's eyes. Previously, when Yu Fei had attacked from behind, he had blocked it, but it seemed that his movement and defense was not bad, and his attacks were ordinary.    

    

Qin Xuan naturally did not know what Ao Kun was thinking at the moment. He only knew that he had achieved his goal, and then he looked at Jin Che and said indifferently: "Are you going to fight too?"    

    

Feeling the cold gaze, Jin Che's entire body shivered, he felt an aura of death envelop his heart, and felt incomparable discomfort. His eyes were filled with panic as he said in a trembling voice, "I … "Admit defeat."    

    

After being at a loss for a long time, Jin Che finally shouted with that humiliating voice. Although the voice was not loud, it was as if he had used up all of his strength.    

    

His hair was in disarray, his expression extremely listless, he no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance from before as he clenched his fists. He was extremely unwilling, but he knew that this was the most sensible course of action, if he continued to fight, he would most likely be killed like Quan An, which would only make things worse.    

    

The gazes of the crowd were fixated on Jin Che as they sighed in their hearts. The earlier Jin Che was in such high spirits that the Heaven's Pride on the Northern Dipper List would be participating in the son of Northern Dipper's selection in two days.    

    

But now, he had been cruelly defeated. The change in the situation had happened so fast that it was unimaginable, no one could have imagined that the person who suddenly stepped onto the Battle stage had such a terrifying energy, which could completely change the situation.    

    

"Can you tell me who you are?" Jin Che suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan with hope in his eyes. Even if he lost the battle, he wanted to know who defeated him.    

    

"Skymount Swordsman." Qin Xuan left a message and then flew off. He did not stay at all.    

    

The moment Qin Xuan landed, the entire audience went silent, as though everyone was pulled back to their memories by this voice. Skymount Swordsman, this name was so familiar …    

    

"Skymount Swordsman." Jin Che's eyes were somewhat blurred, as if he was trying his best to recall something. Suddenly, a loud bang resounded in his mind. He seemed to have thought of something, and an expression of disbelief was revealed in his eyes.    

    

Skymount Swordsman, the cowardly one, was someone who sought fame.    

    

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was very funny. Once, he was high above the Northern Dipper List, overweeningly arrogant, he had mocked the Skymount Swordsman, and called him a coward and an ant. If he appeared in front of him, he would kill him with a single palm.    

    

Now, when he recalled those words, he felt his face being fiercely slapped a few times, and it was burning hot.    

    

Very quickly, many people began to think back to the rumors before, and all of them looked at each other. When they thought about the elegant back that Qin Xuan had left behind, they were at a loss for words, and their hearts were unable to calm down for a long time.    

    

It was obvious that the rumors were fake. The real Skymount Swordsman was a peerless talent, someone they had personally witnessed with their own eyes.