Chapter 882: The Conceited Su Qilin!

At that moment, Su Qilin held the Purple Sun Sword in his hand in the arena!

His aura changed abruptly, giving him the feeling that an ancient sword immortal had descended.

The tens of thousands of people present were all shocked by his aura. Even the big shots of the ten high sects were no exception. Their gazes were still fixed on the Purple Sun Sword in his hand.

What no one noticed was that the First Peak’s Peak Master, Old Man Mysterious Sword, and Elder Heaven Sword looked at Su Qilin with even more respect.

On the other hand, the eyes of the Sword Sect’s Sect Master, Ling Xuanzi, erupted with bright light.

“Ye Wushuang!”

A voice that was like the might of the heavens resounded throughout the entire First Peak, “I have to say, you’ve really surprised me!

“I have to admit that I’ve underestimated you!”

Su Qilin stood against the wind, aloof from the world, and his sword intent soared into the sky, “However, no matter how much of a monster you are or how much of a genius you are, you won’t be my match!”

His decibel level suddenly increased countless times and exploded in the clouds like a thunderclap, “Because I’m a saint, I was born to rule the world, destined to unite the Kunlun Ruins and suppress billions of people!”

Rumble…

The entire world was filled with his dignified, cold, invincible, and unparalleled voice. He seemed to have transformed into an ancient emperor.

“B*stard!”

“So this is the real Su Qilin!”

“What a wild ambition!”

Countless people, including the ten high sects, became sullen when they heard such boastful words.

Su Qilin’s declaration that he wanted to unite the Kunlun Ruins had really provoked them!

One of the leaders from the Devil Sect glanced coldly at the Sword Sect’s Master, Ling Xuanzi, and then he smiled spuriously and said, “Sect Master Ling, your Sword Sect really fostered a good disciple!”

In the face of his hostility, Ling Xuanzi’s expression remained unchanged from the beginning until the end, and he just smiled lightly, “It’s perfectly normal for young people to be proud and arrogant. Brother Ying, there’s no need to mind a junior.”

“Hmph…” The Devil Sect leader snorted.

Ye Wushuang’s expression did not change when he heard Su Qilin’s arrogant words. He said coldly, “Your conceit is just too much!”

In the arena, Su Qilin stood in the air and allowed the countless gazes below to converge on him. However, his grim gaze stopped on Ye Wushuang.

The talent displayed by Ye Wushuang had already threatened him, and he had to take him seriously now. His killing intent surged.

“After I kill you, I’ll see who else in the entire Sword Sect dares to defy me. I’ll see who else in the entire Kunlun Ruins can stop me!”

Killing intent surged in Su Qilin’s eyes, and the Purple Sun Sword in his hand shook. In an instant, strands of sword intent that were almost materializing swept out like a storm, and it covered the entire arena.

The moment the aura appeared, it attracted countless shocked cries. Even the big shots of the ten high sects felt an extreme pressure.

“What a powerful aura. With Su Qilin’s aura, he must’ve already stepped into the Emperor Stage!”

“I didn’t expect him to achieve this at such a young age. As expected of the top ten supreme paragons of the Kunlun Ruins!”

“Yeah, with his current strength, he should be able to match up to a supreme giant, right? If he had more time…”

Ye Wushuang’s expression was as cold as ice when he heard the uncontrollable cries of shock.

Whoosh…

He suddenly moved. His speed was like thunder, and the sword in his hand moved as well. All the sword intent on his body gathered into the longsword in his hand.

Then, he swung his sword.

The sword was like rain, and the sword gleam was like the stars in the night sky. And in the space where Su Qilin was, a meteor shower suddenly fell.

“You’re courting death!”

Sensing the astonishing attack, Su Qilin’s eyes turned grim, and he swung his sword in an extremely simple manner.

That sword swing looked simple, but it contained endless transformations. It was the first to kill the surrounding sword intent before slashing at Ye Wushuang.

Crack…

The origin energy that filled the sky instantly shattered under this strike, and a crack was forcefully made in the void.

Such destructive power made everyone’s hearts tremble.

Ye Wushuang, who was dressed in white, raised his eyes slightly and looked at the huge sword shadow that was surging like the ocean.

Then, he took a step forward!

He swung his sword!

One sword strike, merely one sword strike displayed his Sword Dao’s comprehension as the Sword Sect’s Ninth Peak’s Sword Son.

One sword strike to break all laws, one sword strike to cut everything, one sword strike to subdue all devils, one sword strike to capture all immortals, one sword strike to suppress all worlds!

Boom…

An enormous bang that shook the heavens resounded in the arena, and it seemed as if even the arenas set up by the supreme figures of the Sword Sect were unable to endure it.

Later on, extremely violent and powerful pulses of energy swept through the surroundings.

And in the chaotic battle arena, a white-clothed person tore through the dust fog with lightning speed. A fierce sword gleam mercilessly attacked Su Qilin.

The chill in Su Qilin’s eyes shot backward. Similarly, he did not retreat at all. Instead, he took a step forward, and a sword gleam filled the sky. Each sword gleam was enough to kill a Pseudo Emperor directly.

Ding, ding, ding…

In an instant, figures crossed each other on the arena as sword gleam whistled.

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, the two figures exchanged dozens of blows in a single breath. Both sides’ attacks were exceptionally fierce.

An ear-piercing loud sound rumbled like thunder. The energy ripples it emitted caused everyone’s hearts to palpitate.

Most of the people present were shocked by this earth-shaking battle. The strength of the two of them could no longer be described as sect disciples. They had already reached the level of supreme giants.

Especially the disciples from the Sword Sect’s First Peak. At this moment, their expressions were abnormally unnatural. They had always been proud of the First Peak and looked down on the Ninth Peak, including Ye Wushuang.

Yet now, the Sword Son of the Ninth Peak was fighting against the legend in their hearts.

Boom…

Violent origin energy completely exploded on the battle arena, forcibly squeezing out the air within a radius of 300 meters. It was like a landslide and earthquake, rumbling endlessly.

Bang!

Under the focus of countless gazes, as the wind scattered, the two figures each took hundreds of steps back on the arena before stabilizing themselves.

The two of them were equally matched in such a ferocious and terrifying battle.

At this moment, all the spectators below looked at the white clothed figure with shock on their faces. Obviously, they did not expect that he would be able to go head-on against Su Qilin without falling into a disadvantageous position.

Under the numerous gazes, Ye Wushuang slowly raised his eyes to look at Su Qilin and said word by word, “I know that you’re not cultivating the Sword Sect’s inheritance. You’re not good at Sword Dao!

“You no longer have to hide!

“Otherwise, I’m afraid you don’t stand a chance!”

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