When the rain fell, the entire Star Square was bathed in the drizzle. Two tall guards came behind the blue-haired Ninth Princess and held up a black umbrella for her.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the entire square were silent.

Strength is the best pass in this world, and the two people above their heads undoubtedly proved their strength.

In such a young Cave Mystery Realm, even an empire may not find a hand, but they are actually competing and competing with each other on top of their heads.

Only when Thousand Star Trial is approaching and the eyes of the whole world are gathering in Star City, will there be so many young but extremely strong teenagers appear in this city.

Xuan looked at the two people on his head without even blinking his eyes.

These are the opponents he will meet in the Thousand Star Test, the ones he will be suffocating.

But what is even more frightening is that they are not the strongest opponents.

The Republic of Ste alone is sure that there is Di Zijing, a powerful man who is comparable to Di Yungui. I wonder if Xi Ziquan, who is known as the future, will come to the Qianxing Test.

This red-haired boy, Xuan Yi, had never heard of anything about him before, but he had such a terrifying achievement when he came out of nowhere.

Is this world really full of these terrifying monsters?

What he had to do was to defeat these monsters one by one, so that he could not be confused about his cultivation.

What a joke? But this is what he really wants to do.

Di Yungui looked at the other party at any time: "If it is a life-and-death battle, I have already escaped at this time."

"But since it's a ring competition in public, please let me take the liberty to ask more questions."

"Who are you?"

Custer stood opposite, the blood in his palm slowly stopped, and he looked at the blonde man: "You haven't lost yet."

Di Yungui smiled: "Learn to realize that the gap is a more important skill before losing, otherwise, you will not even have time to escape at the moment of losing."

Cass nodded: "It makes sense, but I really don't necessarily win."

"But you don't think you will lose, don't you?" said Di Yungui.

Custer was embarrassed to scratch his head: "That's true."

"So do you still have to fight?" he continued, "If you admit defeat, you can't challenge the Ninth Princess."

Di Yungui smiled faintly and said, "If I can't beat you, what's the face to challenge the Ninth Princess? But I'm still a little unwilling to admit defeat like this. After all, I don't even know your origin."

Custer shook his head: "I said I had no origin."

"I won't believe it, what's the use of you?" Di Yungui said: "I know that everything has to be paid."

"So, if I want to know the origin of your teacher, what price will it cost."

Custer looked at the opposite side, his expression was a little serious for the first time: "Then you might die."

Di Yungui laughed: "I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening. If you lose yourself in such a confused manner and don't even know your name, then you might as well die."

Custer looked at him: "Are you sure?"

"After a word is released, it is hard to pursue it." Di Yungui replied, his hands behind him, and the clouds slowly rotated in his palms, like the Milky Way: "Please give me advice."

Custer turned around and looked somewhere far away, as if asking someone: "Is that OK?"

No one heard the reply, but Custer had already got his answer. He quietly raised his hand and looked at the blonde man in front of him, raising his index and middle fingers together, as if he used two fingers to clamp an invisible sword, and then he held the sword and slid down lightly.

It was like brushing away the dew from the willow branches, and it seemed like stroking the mane of the white horse.

But at that moment, sweat gushed out of Di Yungui's whole body.

Cold sweat.

He had never felt as close to death as he had at this moment.

So he waved his hand and the two galaxy-like clouds in his hand suddenly expanded, just like a galaxy hanging upside down, countless tiny drops of water as gravel rotated in front of him at high speed, refracting countless colorful lights.

These two galaxies are enough to smash millions of sharp swords. Even if they use the largest caliber heavy artillery to bombard them, Di Yungui is confident that he can beat all the tungsten shells and the magic power condensed into powder.

But he had no idea whether he could block the other party's seemingly scheming stroke.

Custer fell down his finger, and a clear wave of light flew out like a transparent feather, and then headed towards the Milky Way where Emperor Yungui was.

The two galaxy overlapping on one side were swept by.

It was a straight line, and on that line, whether it was dust or water droplets, even if it was just invisible and colorless mist, it was easily divided into two.

Di Yungui looked at the galaxy that was cut in front of him, and finally understood at that moment.

That's a sword.

It is the fastest, lightest, thinnest and sharpest sword in the world.

The sword of heaven.

It is the sword that cuts down everything, from tangible swords and shields, to invisible sunlight and fog, and even the illusory fate itself, it can be cut off.

The other party is a hero.

He is the next generation of disciples chosen by the Ninth Princess Ye Xuan.

It is a great honor to die under this sword.

It’s just that he cannot share his honor with others, which is a great regret.

The waves slashed past his beautiful neck and then disappeared into the endless distance.

Di Yungui closed his eyes, but did not wait until his head fell to the ground and gradually lost consciousness.

On the contrary, he felt something slowly falling behind him.

Di Yungui couldn't help but look back and saw his blonde hair flying in the air and finally landing on the white clouds.

The opponent's sword was so sharp that after cutting off the Milky Way with one sword, it streaked across his neck, but unexpectedly did not cut it off. Instead, his long hair was completely cut off on that line.

It is truly worthy of being the Heavenly Dao Sword, the Heavenly Dao Sword that can do whatever you want.

Di Yungui nodded and looked at the other party: "Why don't you kill me?"

Custer smiled: "The master told me not to kill people too early."

"And, I don't think you should die, or you don't have to die."

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...

The battle between Caster and Di Yungui was not long, and it took less than ten minutes from the beginning to the end.

But for many people, these ten minutes have passed incredibly long.

Most of the people present were ordinary practitioners, and their realm did not exceed the level of studying things, but there were still many knowledgeable existences. This battle even surpassed their cognition, so they were dizzy and could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Di Yungui did not ask about the other party's identity anymore, and of course he did not make it public. He came on the clouds. When he was defeated, he whispered, and his whole body was wrapped in fog and flew away. When the huge clouds of dozens of meters radius dissipated, people realized that not only him, even the red-haired young man Caster was missing.

The duel between the two people seemed like a dream, and they all came and went without a trace. Only a few water stains on their bodies and the ground proved that all this happened.

Jiaoyue stood on the top, and the black umbrella had been removed from her head.

Cast was the insurance given to her by Ye Xuan, and she really didn't know before that.

However, Ye Xuan really accepted a good apprentice.

The girl slowly thought about it, and then said, "Thank you for the wonderful battle just now, and I want to solemnly announce something to everyone."

"I believe that yesterday's martial law has brought you many inconveniences. The real reason is that the Ninth Legion lost a very important treasure."

"I am here to offer a reward to everyone for the people who have recovered the treasure, found and sent it back to the Lanye Embassy."
Chapter completed!