"Little Qiang, be careful!"

Below the Life and Death Stage, Yang Ling shouted a warning, "Zhao Xiong is holding the Blood Demon Sword, unmatched in malevolence, and its power is absolutely immense..."

Wang Xiaoqiang turned his head and nodded at Yang Ling, signaling her to be at ease.

The momentum of the Blood Demon Sword grew stronger, bathing Zhao Xiong's face in a blood-red hue, making it look quite sinister.

Amid the sword light, Zhao Xiong, wielding the Blood Demon Sword, had his previously faltering aura suddenly surge in an instant, and with a vicious smile on his face, he let out a wildly crazed laugh, "Haha, Wang Xiaoqiang, with this sword in hand, today I will surely kill you... see where you can flee to..."

After speaking, he swung the Blood Demon Sword in his hand, aiming a slash right at Wang Xiaoqiang's head.

The burst of bloody light and the unparalleled evil breath pressed down directly on top of Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang did not dare to take it lightly. He quickly retreated backward while inhaling 5,000 Spiritual Springs into his body, causing his Spiritual Power to surge again, reaching the Solidification Realm. Then, with a clasp of his hands, a Five Elements Spiritual Energy Shield formed in his palms.

The Spiritual Energy Shield vibrated and positioned itself in front of him.

The next moment...

Boom!

The sword light of the Blood Demon Sword, laden with malevolent spirit, struck the Five Elements Spiritual Energy Shield.

Light exploded like a burst of fireworks, and from the center of the collision between the sword light and the Spiritual Energy Shield, an invisible shockwave surged outwards in all directions.

The bodies of Wang Xiaoqiang and Zhao Xiong were involuntarily sent flying by the powerful rebounding force.

They both landed below the stage.

Zhao Xiong just so happened to fall next to Li Bali,

Li Bali patted Zhao Xiong on the shoulder encouragingly, "Zhao Xiong, go for it, you must kill him!"

Buoyed by Li Bali's encouragement, Zhao Xiong once again felt full of vigor, bounced up, and leapt back onto the stage, then his gaze shifted as he searched for Wang Xiaoqiang's figure.

After Wang Xiaoqiang landed below the stage, Yang Ling quickly rushed to his side, consoling him, "Little Qiang, both contenders have fallen from the stage, as long as one party concedes, the other must not continue the fight. Little Qiang, concede, the Blood Demon Sword is filled with malevolence, and one wounded by it will turn into a demonized creature, eventually becoming a demon leader, despised by all, living is worse than dying..."

"It's okay, I can handle it," Wang Xiaoqiang said, and then he flew back onto the stage.

"Haha, Wang Xiaoqiang, I thought you had shrunk back into a woman's skirts... Turns out not, not bad, you've got guts..." Zhao Xiong boasted proudly, the blood light from the Blood Demon Sword in his hand growing increasingly intense, as if gaining in weight,

Wang Xiaoqiang noticed that Zhao Xiong's eyes had turned red, looking quite eerie, like that of a demon leader.

At that moment, Zhao Xiong once again swung the Blood Demon Sword in his hand, slashing another sword stroke at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang, now with a greater spiritual power than Zhao Xiong, was still forced to keep retreating by the Blood Demon Sword.

And from time to time, he had to conjure a Five Elements Spiritual Energy Shield to defend himself, appearing somewhat embarrassed.

"Haha, Wang Xiaoqiang, prepare to die." The momentum of the Blood Demon Sword weakened, as if its magic power were being drained away, its glow gradually dimming, yet the demonic howling within the sword grew ever louder, giving the sense that it was about to break free from the sword. Meanwhile, Zhao Xiong's aura increased massively, his face twisted, eyes blood-red, his expression deranged, like a ferocious demon.

...

"Zhao Xiong has been backfired by the negative energy of the Blood Demon Sword. If he doesn't quickly throw away the Blood Demon Sword, he will become demonized..." Withdrawing her gaze from the Immortal Observation Mirror, South Gate Sect Leader Ji Nan stared at Hann Beifeng and reminded him with a cold laugh.

Hann Beifeng pursed his lips awkwardly at the words. After all, he was the North Sect Leader. The ones fighting a life-and-death battle were his two disciples, and not only had they broken the rules, but one had also been injured by the sword's malevolent Qi. If he did not intervene now to mediate the situation, it would seem like a dereliction of duty, showing a complete lack of responsibility.

So he stood up and said, "I'll go have a look."

He left the great hall with those words, but instead of flying straight back to the North Sect, he turned into the residence of a woman he knew at the South Gate.

Standing on top of the woman's building, he looked at the combat on the Life and Death Stage, his expression indifferent.

Zhao Xiong held the Blood Demon Sword; even if he couldn't kill Wang Xiaoqiang, both of them would surely be grievously injured. Anyway, he wouldn't obstruct them at this time.

...

"Die!" Zhao Xiong screamed madly, his face's skin glowing with a blood-red light, as he was backlashed by the Blood Demon Sword. He was undergoing demonization.

"Little Qiang, Zhao Xiong is beginning to demonize. Seize this opportunity to kill him, or the consequences will be unthinkable..." Yang Ling shouted a warning from below.

But before she could finish, she was overwhelmed by a powerful force and couldn't catch her breath.

The one exerting this oppressive force was none other than Li Bali.

Wang Xiaoqiang heard Yang Ling's warning and saw Li Bali oppressing her with his force. Without any more hesitation, he absorbed all the remaining Spiritual Spring outside his body and took out the Penglai Immortal Sword from the Sumeru Ring.

As soon as the Penglai Immortal Sword appeared, it emitted thousands of bright lights, suppressing the Blood Demon Sword's aura somewhat.

...

"Hmm?" Sensing trouble, Li Bali released his grip on Yang Ling, and his gaze shifted toward Wang Xiaoqiang on the stage. Seeing his cultivation base suddenly increasing by a lot, reaching the First Transformation of the Immortal, he was taken aback. Furthermore, seeing the immensely powerful Immortal Sword in his hands, he inwardly voiced his concern.

...

"Huh? This Wang Xiaoqiang, his cultivation base has risen again, how is this possible? He didn't eat any pills,"

"The Immortal Sword in his hands is not ordinary, it seems like the Penglai Immortal Sword lost on Earth a thousand years ago."

"This Wang Xiaoqiang is truly a freak! What a pity that Hann Beifeng was blind to it!"

Focused on the Immortal Observation Mirror, the three Sect Leaders all showed surprised and puzzled expressions.

...

"Roar! Roar!"

On the Life and Death Stage, Zhao Xiong was no longer able to speak. Opening his mouth, he could only emit demonic roars. His blood-red eyes, blood-red skin, and frantic expression left no doubt that he was a demon.

He discarded the now dimly lit Blood Demon Sword, raised both hands, and saw that his hands had doubled in size, turned black and red, and looked like beast skin. In a swift movement, his fingertips extended into sharp claws...

"Roar roar!" He lunged toward Wang Xiaoqiang with flailing claws. As he lunged, the skin on his body was changing, becoming as rough and unsightly as beast skin.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't hesitate any longer.

He bolstered the Penglai Immortal Sword with Spiritual Power within him and swung it down at Zhao Xiong, who had not yet completely demonized.

Boom!

The body of Zhao Xiong, who was on the verge of demonization was cleaved in two by Wang Xiaoqiang's full-strength sword strike.

Like split firewood, he fell to the ground, bleeding a purple-colored blood that emitted a strange light.

Below the stage, there was sudden silence.

Joy appeared on Yang Ling's face.

Hann Beifeng, standing far away on the rooftop, was visibly shaken.

Li Bali below the stage was visibly shaken as well.

Both men showed extreme disappointment and anger.

Especially Li Bali, who lunged straight toward Wang Xiaoqiang on the stage without hesitation. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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