The giant white tiger roared to the sky, as if it was about to shatter this world.

The red giant bird was burning with flames all over its body, as if it had completely ignited the sky.

The eyes of the turtle, snake, and giant beast are cold...

A stream of ancient prehistoric aura filled with endless ferociousness spread, and the aura of four terrifying and boundless ferocious beasts completely merged into the arrow.

The whole world seemed to be about to turn around under this arrow.

Daqian Hou shot out an arrow, as if he had exhausted all his essence. His beautiful face suddenly turned pale, and even a touch of red blood appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Zheng Shiyi's spiritual energy rotated, and in the air around him, there were a stream of vitality full of life. Between the heaven and earth, a stream of yin and yang energy and the five elements energy surged into his body. After a rapid rotation in his body for a week, it merged into endless demonic energy.

destroy.

Zheng Shiyi stretched out a palm, slapped it in the direction of the bow and arrow, and his palm was wrapped in black demonic energy, but the demonic energy was filled with endless destructive energy.

The endless aura of destruction spread rapidly around, as if to destroy the entire venue, this space, and the entire imperial city.

The next moment, this destructive arrow collided with the aura of destruction.

The white sharp arrow fell into the endless starry sky and turbulent flow. The whole arrow quickly dissipated to the point visible to the naked eye and turned into a piece of dust.

The sharp arrow was broken, but the vast and endless aura was still shooting forward, with all the brutal and violent auras pounced on Zheng Shiyi.

Zheng Shiyi's body protective spiritual energy shattered at this moment, and the terrifying aura rushed backwards toward his body.

On the ring, smoke and dust rose up into the sky.

In the smoke and dust, Zheng Shiyi's clothes had completely blown up, revealing a shocking wound.

Still not enough...

Zheng Shiyi sighed softly. He blocked this arrow with some recent insights, but after destroying that arrow, the remaining power of the arrow still hit him.

If you perfectly apply your recent insights, you should be able to completely destroy the arrow without any injuries.

"Zheng Shiyi...he blocked this attack!"

"He really blocked it!"

"Such as such a terrifying attack, Zheng Shiyi has actually blocked it!"

Under the ring, everyone looked at the standing figure in the smoke and dust in horror. They had already deeply felt the terror of the arrow, but Zheng Shiyi actually blocked it.

"bump……"

In the sky, Daqian Hou shook his body and suddenly fell from the sky and fell on the ring. He had a pale pretty face without any blood, and there was no trace of expression in his eyes.

Lost... I lost...

I have cast the Four Saint Bows with the taboo method, but I still lost...

Grandmother, the child has let you down...

After using the Four Saint Bows, she no longer had any spiritual energy or the power to fight again.

Under the arena, everyone looked at Daqian Hou who was unable to get up and sighed.

"Daqian Hou has done his best."

"It is not easy for Daqian Hou to be able to fight with the blood demon Zheng Shiyi to such a situation."

"The blood demon Zheng Shiyi is one of the strongest people in this Divine Marquis Conference, but now he is just narrowly defeated. It seems that if Daqian Hou meets other opponents, as long as it is not Zhou Wuji and Zheng Shiyi, Daqian Hou will definitely be able to advance. It can only be said that Daqian Hou is not lucky."

On the high platform, King Lu heard the voice of the people around him and shook his head gently. Zheng Shiyi narrowly defeated? The boy did not use all his strength at all, and even said that he had only used a small part of his strength.

Daqian Hou no longer had the power to fight again, and soon the referee announced that Zheng Shiyi had won.

Zheng Shiyi took out a piece of clothing from Qiankun bag and put it on, and once again came to the platform. Since the last time he started at the Shenhou Conference, he had not climbed to the platform for a long time.

On the high platform, everyone looked at Zheng Shiyi with strange expressions, with a look of fear in their expressions. They could feel the announcement of Daqian Hou's attack before, but Zheng Shiyi did not use any martial arts treasures, but simply broke through with his own strength.

It was Zheng Shiyi's injuries on his body. During the period when he walked down the ring and arrived at the platform, his healed martial souls had been healed.

Suddenly, Gui Chen stood up among the crowd, looked at Zheng Shiyi, and said with a stern battle in his eyes: "I will defeat you, defeat you in front of everyone."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the platform and headed towards the ring.

On the side, Guili also stood up, looked at Zheng Shiyi, and walked towards the ring with Gui Chen. Her eyes seemed to have a deep sense of reluctance.

Zheng Shiyi was slightly stunned. These two people left the ring at the same time. Are they going to compete? They are both from the Qing Wenshu, and are people from the Qing Dynasty going to have a civil war?

Below the ring, everyone looked at the two people who were on the ring, left and right, and excited shouting sounds had already come.

"Gui Chen and Gui Li, this is a duel between the senior brother and the junior sister."

"Civil War in Qing Dynasty Cultural and Education!"

"The Qing Wenshu is the only one among the long-standing great sects. There are two people who have been selected as the Ten Heavenly Kings. It is also the most powerful force in the Divine Marquis Conference since the beginning of the Demon Sect. However, after this battle, they can only have one person left."

"I wonder who is stronger, Guichen or Guili?"

"It should be that Gui Chen is stronger. Gui Li is also the lowest among the Ten Heavenly Kings."

"Yes, actually, I feel that the Tiandi of the Tian clan is still above Guili. But for some reason, King Lu did not change the rankings of the Ten Heavenly Kings."

Gui Chen and Guili stepped onto the ring amid the shouts of everyone.

Guili looked at Gui Chen opposite him, was silent for a moment, suddenly turned his head and said to the referee below the ring: "I admit defeat."

After a word came, she turned around and left.

Below the ring, everyone was completely confused. After a while, a series of doubts sounded.

"Saying the loss, is this giving up?"

"Even if they all come from the Qing Wenshu, they wouldn't admit defeat without even beating."

"This is a battle for the quarterfinals. After the victory, the strongest eight people will be there. Guili actually gave up!"

"I thought it would be a battle of dragons and tigers, but it ended like this."

Among the crowd below, many disciples of the Demon Sect looked at the direction of Qingwen Sect and others with a competing look and shouted: "They obviously agreed upon.

They were afraid that both of them would lose money when they fought, or that they were afraid of revealing some trump card, so they chose one to win and then retain their energy to deal with their opponents in the next round.

Unfortunately, no matter how they calculate, it is useless."

"Yes, then Gui Chen won, and his opponent in the next round will be Zheng Shiyi. He has no chance."

Zheng Shiyi looked at Gui Chen, who had returned expressionlessly, and sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't expect that he would meet Gui Chen so soon, and the Divine Marquis Conference was coming to an end.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrance flowed in front of him, and Su Yuqi got up and walked towards the bottom of the ring.

"Yuqi..." Zheng Shiyi opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but Su Yuqi ignored him, as if she had not seen him, and walked down the platform with a cold face.

Zheng Shiyi sighed helplessly, and Yuqi was still so hostile to her.

Below, on one side of the ring, a young man who looked very young, obviously less than twenty years old, with a tender face on his face had already stepped onto the ring.

He was wearing a very ordinary strong suit, holding a long sword in his hand, and the scabbard looked a little old.

Judging from his outfit, he was an ordinary boy, but even with ordinary clothes, as he walked, his whole body exuded a sense of nobility that penetrated into his bones.

The identity of this boy is not simple.

Zheng Shiyi looked back at King Lu beside him. This young man was very noble, and that was a kind of nobleness that only the royal family members could have.

This young man is from the royal family, and his identity in the royal family is probably not simple. At least, he has never felt so noble in King Lu or Fan Yao.

Could this young man be the son of Emperor Chiyun?

A thought suddenly appeared in Zheng Shiyi's mind, but when he looked at King Lu, the King of Lu's expression was as normal, he could not see any special look.

As the two of them stepped onto the ring one after another, everyone's voices reached a peak below the ring.

"Zhao Yan and the Saint of Jade Sect."

"No one will admit defeat in this game."

"This Zhao Yan looks really young."

"It is said that Zhao Yan is only seventeen years old."

"At the age of seventeen, he participated in the Divine Marquis Conference at the age of seventeen, and even advanced to the quarterfinals. If you go further, you will be the quarterfinals!"

"He is probably the youngest of all those who attend the Gods Assembly. At his age, he can still participate in the next Gods Assembly."

"No, he can't have made no breakthrough for so many years for the next Shenhou Conference. But this talent is really scary.

Although the blood demon Zheng Shiyi is terrifying, he is still a little older than Zhao Yan."

On the ring, Zhao Yan tidied up his clothes, then clasped his fists and raised his hand to Su Yuqi, saying, "I'd like to ask the saint for advice."

It was just a simple word, but it was said from him, but it made people feel extremely sincere and felt that he was really asking for advice, gentle and well-educated, making it difficult for people to regard it as an opponent.

When Su Yuqi faced such a well-educated Zhao Yan, the frost on her face slightly weakened. She raised her sword and signaled to the other party, and said, "Let's start."

Her voice was still cold, like ice water hitting a cold spring.

"Please give me advice!" Zhao Yan's face suddenly sterned, and his face became solemn. The tenderness on his face disappeared a lot, and it seemed that he had matured a lot in an instant.

Since golden light emerged in his body, slowly, a phantom of auspicious cloud appeared on his back. The auspicious clouds were floating in the air, as if they were integrated with the clouds in the sky. Slowly, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the clouds in the sky.

He was clearly standing on the ring, but he gave people the illusion that he seemed to be floating among the clouds.
Chapter completed!