Chapter 913: A Complete Annihilation

ce changed, and he immediately bowed his head.He clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, the fire in his chest clearly not extinguished."Remember, no matter what level of opponent you face, you...But on the side of Zhǎnlónggé... no one showed up for a long time.

"Master Jingshi, let me go up. I can feel that the woman on stage is very strong." Murongjian, dressed in light blue martial robes, said calmly to the bald old man in front of him. "I trust my junior brothers' abilities, but there's something about this woman... her aura... it's obviously being concealed, more than just what's shown... and it feels very strange."

Yuan Jing frowned, still hesitating.

Sending a top player to face an obscure sect in a middling region is clearly an unreasonable approach.

Moreover, Yuan Jing also has ulterior motives.

He is the leading elder of Zhānlóng Pavilion for this session of the Baizong Grand Competition.

The team includes his direct disciple, Yuan Hao.

He brought Yuan Hao here so that he could take the stage, show off his skills, and accumulate some honor for the sect.

If you send out Murong Jian, this opportunity will be wasted.

Of course, what Murong Jian said makes sense.

The female disciple of Ziyang Palace is indeed very strange in her strength.

But Yuan Hao's strength is not weak either, his cultivation level has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Even if this woman's true strength were twice as strong as what she was showing, he was confident that Yuan Hao could win.

"Yuan Hao, this round is yours." After some consideration, Yuan Jing made his decision.

Yuan Hao was his direct disciple and he trusted him very much.

"Master Jinshi..." Murong Jian's face changed slightly, he wanted to say something.

Yuan Jing waved his hand and said, "Jian'er, my mind is made up. Let Yuan Hao go in this match... There's no reason to bring out your ace in the hole at the beginning..."

Murong Jian wanted to say something more, but ultimately didn't speak.

"Master Brother Murong, please believe me, I will definitely bring victory to the Zhānlóngge!" Yuán Hào bowed and cupped his fists towards Murong Jian, saying.

Murong Jian gently nodded and instructed: "Junior brother, be careful of everything. If you feel something is wrong, you can immediately raise your hand to concede defeat. Don't force it..."

Yuan Hao then bowed to his fellow disciples behind him and leaped onto the martial arts platform.

To showcase one's abilities on a stage as grand as the Hundred Sects Grand Competition is the dream of any disciple from a sect.

And if one is able to achieve victory, it would be a great honor.

Yuandao stood on the stage, feeling the gazes of the numerous audience around him. He felt a surge of boldness in his heart.

This is his dream!

"Zhanlong Pavilion, Yuan Hao." Yuan Hao looked towards the embroidered plum blossom in front of him and bowed.

Clang!

At this moment, the bell rings!

This highly anticipated main event has begun!

"Dragon Slaying Art!"

Yuan Hao roared with all his might, showing no intention of holding back.

He will resolve this battle in the most direct and fierce manner!

At the place where the decree was issued, a crimson glow appeared on Yuan Hao's body.

He clasped his hands together in front of him, condensing a crescent blade.

The curved blade presented the posture of flames burning, its aura was awe-inspiring!

Yuan Hao grasped the curved blade in both hands and swung it towards Xiu Mei, striking her with a single blow!

"Boom!"

A crescent-shaped blade of flame shot towards Xiu Mei!

"Hurrah!"

A gray mist instantly enveloped Yuan Hao.

For a moment, neither of their figures could be seen.

"Damn it! Don't try to pull the wool over our eyes!" Many audience members in the stands erupted in angry shouts.

They had just witnessed a thrilling showdown, but their view was suddenly obstructed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

From within the haze, muffled rumbles echoed.

A sound, lasting for almost ten seconds, abruptly ceased.

The audience, too, fell silent, their eyes fixed intently on the fighting platform.

Below the stage, Murong Jian frowned.

The gray mist slowly dissipated.

Before the gray mist could dissipate, a figure shot out from within it.

"Bang!"

The figure crashed heavily to the ground, with a dull thud.

Judging from his attire... this person is Yuan Hao from the Dragon Slaying Pavilion!

At this moment, Yuan Hao was covered in bloodstains, blood splattering all around his body as he lay motionless.

The gray mist dissipated completely, revealing Xiu Mei's figure.

Her violet-gold robe was also splattered with blood, but it was clearly the other party's... because she showed no wounds on her person.

...Is that it The match is over just like that

Zhan Long Pavilion, defeated!

"... First match, Ziyan Palace wins!" The head referee was obviously taken aback, but quickly regained his composure and announced the result.

"Boom!"

A figure darted out from the Zhanlong Pavilion grounds, landing on the martial arts platform in an instant.

It is precisely the primordial purity.

Yuan Jing picked up Yuan Hao and saw his sunken features, his eyes filled with rage.

Although Yuan Hao still has breath... with this kind of injury, even if he recovers he'll be crippled!

"You..." Yuan Jing's eyes were bloodshot, glaring angrily at Xiu Mei.

But at this time, Xiu Mei had already turned around and walked away in the opposite direction.

The audience gasped in shock.

This Ziyan Palace, this female disciple... how could she be so powerful

Even the elite disciples sent by Zhulong Pavilion in Beidu... weren't her opponents...

And, it was also extremely easily solved....

"My goodness, this Ziyan Palace... after this Hundred Sects Competition, I'm afraid it will become famous throughout Yanxia!"

……

Fang Yu stood on the steps of the audience seats on the other side, his gaze fixed straight ahead at the venue where the remnants of Ziyan Palace were located.

He had a clear view of the situation on the martial arts platform.

That wisp of gray... is quite extraordinary.

And this wisp of gray qi is not only on that woman, but also on the five remnants of the Purple Flame Palace who just arrived. They all have the same aura.

One of them stood out, his aura far surpassing the other five.

This person is most likely Jiangdao!

"Six people in total... Should I kill them one by one, or wipe them all out at once" Fang Yu stared at the six figures ahead, a smile as cold as ice creeping onto his lips. that this matter has alarmed quite a few reclusive saints. They have all sent their disciples or spirit beasts to the Thousand Shadows Lake tonight to investigate the situation... Perhaps there reall...