Chapter 2985 Zhao Lei
Could it be that Yang Mingxian, the saint of heaven and earth, really has such confidence?
Many people felt a bit puzzled in their hearts, and they all looked forward to this upcoming battle.
Meng Qin immediately flew up and landed on the platform. There was a gleam in his eyes. He was somewhat unaccustomed to being so provoked by a beautiful girl.
His eyes couldn't help looking towards Yang Mingxian's direction, and he said: "Since Her Highness the Holy Maiden insists on challenging me, then the next battle, Her Highness the Holy Maiden, must be careful!"
Meng Qin's breath was released, and she just stood there and waited, waiting for Yang Mingxian to take the lead in attacking him.
Such an approach looks very graceful, and everyone can't help but agree with Meng Qin in their hearts.
Yang Mingxian didn't say much. Immediately, above her body, an extremely powerful immortal energy merged with the power of the universe, and was released at this moment.
This space became extremely full, as if the entire platform was shrouded in immortal energy, completely isolated from this space.
Many people saw Yang Mingxian whose body was like a dream at this moment, and there was a somewhat shocked expression on their faces.
The aura released from Yang Mingxian's body was indeed too powerful, and it was different from the ordinary people of the Qiankun Sacred Cult. Yang Mingxian's aura contained her unique immortal energy.
It made her whole body become more like a dream.
Taking a step forward, Yang Mingxian's body seemed to be wrapped in that immortal energy, causing her body to immediately turn into a bright stream of light, descending in front of Meng Qin's body at an extremely fast speed.
Meng Qin's gaze narrowed slightly, and she saw that Yang Ming's immortal jade hand was waving for a while, and there were two breaths of immortal energy and the power of heaven and earth in the palm of his hand.
Released together at this moment, concentrated in her attack, making her cock go berserk.
A terrifying growth erupted at this moment, and the destructive power contained in the palm was beyond the imagination of everyone present.
It was hard for everyone present to imagine that such a violent attack was unleashed by a weak woman like Yang Mingxian.
Many people's hearts trembled, and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces. The power of this palm print was beyond their imagination.
Soon, he arrived in front of Meng Qin's body. Yes, Meng Qin's expression flickered, and he immediately mobilized the breath on his body.
Immediately, a terrifying attack was blasted at the palm print released by Yang Mingxian.
All the people present could only hear the rumbling sound of terrifying shocks resounding, and the power of destruction spread in all directions.
The two attacks collided together in the void, and everyone present watched all this with wide-eyed eyes, eager to know the specific result of this battle.
Meng Qin had a confident expression on his face. Although the saint of Qiankun is very famous, he is also a top 10 powerhouse in the empire's list.
There is also absolute confidence in being able to defeat the opponent in the next battle, hesitating, at the moment when the two attacks really collide.
Meng Qin felt the power contained in Yang Mingxian's long seal, and the terrifying power of destruction poured into his body at an extremely fast speed.
Trying to wrap his whole body in this way, Meng Qin could only release his aura immediately, trying to clear away the destruction contained in Yang Mingxian's palm print.
During this period, his body also took a step back involuntarily, and his breath was very floating.
This scene naturally fell into the eyes of everyone present at the first time, causing a bit of disbelief to appear on their faces.
"How is it possible that Meng Qin was retreated by an attack formation by the Saintess of Qiankun, am I not mistaken?"
Someone said so immediately, the shocked expression on his face cannot be described in words.
The powerful people of Qiankun Sacred Religion let out bursts of cheers like mountains and tsunamis, cheering for their Highness the Holy Maiden.
Qian Kun Nan smiled, this is his future woman, now standing on the highest stage of the Central Empire, you can show such a strong dominance.
Even someone like Meng Qin would be suppressed by him!
Ye Feng couldn't help but nodded again and again. He already knew that Yang Mingxian's identity was not just that of a member of the Yang family of Nine Nether God Kingdom.
To be precise, her soul has spent her whole life in the Nine Nether God Kingdom, and now she is being taught by the people of Qiankun Sacred Cult.
The leader of Qiankun Shengjiao used his great supernatural powers to reawaken the girl and unseal the seal on the girl, allowing Yang Mingxian to restore her original talent and strength.
And he broke through to the late stage of the Saint Emperor Realm in one fell swoop, and the strength he displayed now is indeed very powerful.
Seeing Yang Mingxian's performance, Ye Feng was also extremely happy.
Meng Qin, as the top Tianjiao of the Meng family and a top 10 powerhouse in the empire's heaven list, was suppressed by Yang Mingxian with such a gesture, he was naturally unwilling.
He mobilized his aura again, and a terrifying coercion lingered all over his body. This time, he even erupted with all the power of his bloodline.
When the body blinked, he stepped forward, and immediately landed in front of Yang Mingxian's body, and at the same time, his arms waved.
The power contained in the palm was terrifying beyond imagination, and it frantically moved towards Yang Mingxian's body to suppress it.
Trying to defeat Yang Mingxian with such an attack!
However, how could Yang Mingxian be so easily attacked by him, bursts of powerful immortal energy emerged from her delicate body, completely enveloping Yang Mingxian's delicate body.
Immediately, it drifted backward at an extremely fast speed.
Her body became illusory for a while, as if she was not bound by this space. Although the opponent's attack power was strong, it failed to hit Yang Mingxian's body.
Yang Mingxian's body floated like a fairy, and she quickly stepped towards one side, and her body appeared in another direction again, waving a jade hand.
Waves of destructive power were released between the fingers, and then turned into streams of destructive light, penetrating towards the direction of Meng Qin's body at an extremely fast speed.
There were bursts of piercing sounds in the space, as if everything was about to be destroyed.
Meng Qin's complexion became a little ugly. He is a top 10 powerhouse in the empire's top 10 list. Now, he actually feels that it is difficult to compete with a young girl.
This made him somewhat unwilling, and the rays of destruction released by Yang Mingxian's fingertips were indeed powerful enough to penetrate everything in a short time.
Meng Qin could only use her body skills to dodge continuously, but Yang Mingxian's bursts of destructive light seemed to possess powerful space attribute power.
At a certain moment, Meng Qin's evasion speed increased a bit, a certain part of his body was penetrated, blood was released, and Meng Qin screamed.
Those streaks of destructive light seemed to contain a special destructive force, carrying an astonishing power of destruction, pouring into Meng Qin's body continuously along the wound.
This made Meng Qin's body tremble for a while, and his whole body retreated one after another, and his color became pale.
Unbelievable expressions appeared on the faces of many people. No one thought that the destructive lights released by the saintess of Qiankun would have such power.
Moreover, the rays of destruction are not only powerful, but also difficult for people to dodge.
The faces of the meng family in the southern area of the central imperial capital turned ugly, and meng qin was the top arrogant figure in their family.
This time in the year-end competition, they were all counting on Meng Qin to get a good result, but unexpectedly, at this moment, facing the saint of heaven and earth, Meng Qin was injured, and it seemed that the injury was not serious.
There must be a burst of haze on their faces.
"Meng Qin is injured, is it possible that the saint of Qiankun will win this round?"
Someone made such a bold guess. Although many people couldn't believe the other party's guess, judging from the situation at the scene, the ending trend of this battle was indeed developing in that direction.
In the ensuing battle, Yang Mingxian's initiative became more and more obvious. Her attacks didn't look very violent, but her movements were extremely elegant, which was pleasing to the eye.
But such an attack could bring great trouble to Meng Qin. After being injured, Meng Qin had already lost her chance.
Every attack of Yang Mingxian has a strong lethality for Meng Qin. Meng Qin's face is extremely ugly, and he is dying.
As one of the top 10 Tianjiao figures in the empire's celestial list, although he is low-key and doesn't like to talk.
But the pride in his heart was always there. He never thought that he would lose in such a battle.
He does not allow himself to fail, and he wants to continue to defend his position in the top 10 of the empire.
However, all this is not so easy. Yang Mingxian didn't give him any chance at all, and the attack power released became more and more intense.
The fusion of the powerful immortal energy and the power of the universe, the power released is not something ordinary people can resist.
Many people saw Meng Qin's decline, and not long after, under the shocked eyes of everyone, Yang Mingxian's attack landed on Meng Qin's body.
Meng Qin let out a muffled sound, and couldn't hold on any longer. His body was directly sent flying by Yang Mingxian's attack, and finally fell under the battle platform, spitting blood!
This scene completely froze the expressions on the faces of all the people present, and each of them looked at it with unbelievable expressions.
Meng Qin was really defeated, and just like that, he was defeated by the Holy Maiden of Qiankun. In the whole battle, Meng Qin could hardly compete with the Holy Maiden of Qiankun.
The Holy Maiden of Qiankun completely suppressed Mengqing Mengqin, and everyone could see that the last attack released by the Holy Maiden of Qiankun was merciful, if not.
With the power contained in the attack of the saint of heaven and earth, Meng Qin is likely to be punished for this.
Those strongmen of the Meng family looked very ugly, and they flashed towards this side quickly one by one, and helped Meng Qin up.
Meng Qin's body was limp on the ground, and when she was lifted up, her eyes were empty, as if she couldn't accept this reality until now.
He actually failed, and was defeated by the Saintess of Qiankun!
Meng Qin, who ranked top 10 in the empire's celestial list, was eliminated and lost to the hands of the saint of heaven and earth.
If such a scene had not been witnessed with their own eyes, everyone present would not have believed that it would be true.
It's not because the saint of heaven and earth is not good enough, but because Meng Qin's reputation is too great. The influence he can display as a top 10 Tianjiao in the empire's list is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
His failure can naturally cause huge waves in the audience.
A look of excitement appeared on the faces of all the powerhouses of the Qiankun Sacred Sect. Their Highness the Holy Maiden is really too powerful.
It is definitely a supreme honor for them to defeat the top 10 powerhouses in the empire rankings.
"The Holy Maiden of Qiankun is so strong. She defeated Meng Qin. Her ranking is worth looking forward to!"
A strong person said so, and he was very looking forward to Yang Mingxian's next performance.
The rest of the people nodded one after another. The strength Yang Mingxian showed before has the strength to hit the top 10 seats in this year-end competition.
That is to say, in this year-end competition, there is a high possibility that the Qiankun Sacred Church will have two great talents entering the prosperous age of the empire's celestial list together.
This made many people of Qiankun Holy Cult feel proud, and the leader of Qiankun sat on the throne with a smile on his face.
He really enjoyed the envious eyes cast on him by those at the helm of the top forces.
"Qiankun, this year-end competition, your Qiankun Sect is really a big winner!"
Not far away, the head of the Meng family said to the leader of Qiankun, with a somewhat unwilling expression on his face.
His son actually lost to the Holy Maiden of Qiankun, but he still thanked the Holy Maiden of Qiankun for showing mercy in the last attack.
"Nowhere, Meng Qin is also very good, but he just met people he shouldn't have met."
The leader of Qiankun Shengjiao waved his hand with a smile on his face.
His words made the Patriarch of the Meng family's face immediately turn ugly. This sentence sounded polite, but it contained a bit of irony.
"Brother Qiankun is really lucky. I am so envious to have such a beautiful and talented wife!"
Not far away, Gui Wuchang from the Yin Yang Gate couldn't help but smile at Qian Kunnan.
Qian Kunnan's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "After the end of the year-end competition this time, the leader agrees that I and Ming'er will get married. At that time, I will invite you all to my Qiankun Sacred Church for a wedding wine."
After these words were uttered, the envy of many top talents became more and more obvious.
Naturally, they also want to obtain such a beautiful and talented wife.
Next, the battle continued, and many Tianjiao figures showed their demeanor on the stage, and the choice of those who chose became more difficult.
The rest are all top figures, no matter which one you choose to fight, there is no guarantee that you can defeat the opponent.
Some even directly admitted defeat, and walked dejectedly to the ranks of the ranking players.
Except for the battle between Yang Mingxian and Meng Qin, the rest of the top figures did not collide with each other, and they each defeated their opponents to advance to the next round.
This round, this round, a total of 312 people were eliminated, and the remaining 313 people advanced to the next round.
With the passage of time, the situation of the battle became more and more diurnal, and many top figures showed their demeanor in this battle.
It shocked the entire Central Empire.
It didn't take long for this round of fighting to end.
The powerful man of the Central Empire got up from his seat, and glanced at everyone present again.
Then he said loudly: "This round of battle is over. There are 313 people left. In the next round of battle, the top 100 seats will be determined. Everyone will draw lots on stage. Every three people who get the same lottery will be divided into groups. , the three started a battle, the winner of both battles advanced to the top 100 seats, and the remaining two were eliminated and entered the follow-up ranking battle."
After these words were said, the eyes of everyone present froze for a moment, and a somewhat excited expression appeared on their faces.
The rules of the next battle seemed to be very novel, and had never appeared in the previous year-end competition.
313 people drew lots and were divided into 104 groups in total, of which 103 groups had three people in each group, and the last group had a total of 4 people.
The people in the group fight separately, and the winners advance to the next stage. As long as there is one defeat, they are destined to be eliminated.
Such rules, luck accounted for a large part, of course strength is also very important.
If they were drawn into a group with some powerful top talent, then they were almost doomed to be eliminated.
If the lucky opponent is weaker, it is very likely to advance to the top 100 seats.
Such a rule is indeed very practical, and it is also considered simple and clear. Everyone present nodded one after another, thinking that such a rule is relatively fair.
Then it was the turn of the lottery, and everyone meditated in their hearts, hoping to draw a relatively weak person as their opponent.
After about two sticks of incense, the lottery was completed, and everyone began to group into groups, and some of the faces of those who were drawn with those top Tianjiao immediately became ugly.
There were also people who cheered on the spot, thinking that if they got the upper lottery, they would very likely enter the empire's celestial list in a historic way.
The opponents drawn by Jing Xin, Leng Jiantian, Leng Jianmei and the others are not very strong, but they are also top figures in the party. Those who can enter the round of the year-end competition will not be too weak.
After Ye Feng drew lots, he came to the location of his team. The team he drew turned out to be the only 4-person team among all the teams.
After he arrived, there was another familiar figure walking towards this side. Ye Feng fixed his eyes and found out that that figure was none other than Tai Shichong, the top Tianjiao of Qiankun Sect.
Tai Shichong also noticed Ye Feng naturally, before he was frustrated because he had drawn the only group of 4 people.
When he saw Ye Feng, the frustration on his face completely dissipated, and he couldn't help laughing in a wolf voice: "Trash, I didn't expect me to meet you. It seems that God opened his eyes and gave me Opportunity, let me take your life!"
Because of Tai Shichong's voice, many people immediately looked towards Ye Feng. When they found that Tai Shichong and Ye Feng were in the same group, they all had surprised expressions on their faces.
Immediately, many people sneered, especially those from Qiankun Sacred Sect, Liuhe Immortal Sect, Wilderness Sacred Sect, etc., gloated at their misfortune.
Ye Feng looked at Tai Shichong, and said lightly: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from. Do you think that if you draw a team with me, you will definitely be able to defeat me?"
Ye Feng's words stunned Tai Shichong, and then he looked at Ye Feng with a sneer and said, "For a waste like you, I will kill you like a dog. In front of me, you will have no harm." Chance!"
After hearing what Tai Shichong said, many people from the Qiankun Holy Cult had ironic smiles on their faces, thinking that what Tai Shichong said was reasonable.
Although Ye Feng showed good strength, in their view, with someone like Ye Feng, you would not be Tai Shichong's opponent.
"Stop talking nonsense, see you in the arena later!"
Ye Feng didn't bother Taishi Chong to talk nonsense, so he said so directly.
Many people had expressions of anticipation on their faces. Ye Feng and Tai Shichong could be regarded as a pair of enemies, and they really wanted to see the scene of this pair of enemies fighting.
Besides Tai Shi Chong, Ye Feng also saw another person in his group, this person was wearing silver armor.
The whole person stood there, giving people a feeling of calmness and prestige. He didn't say a word, just stood where he was, closed his eyes and meditated.
Many people's eyes fell on this person, all with bursts of reverence, and only one person said: "The group Ye Feng is in is really lively, besides Tai Shichong, Zhao Lei is also in this group , it seems that the competition in this group is quite fierce!"
Hearing this person's words, many people's eyes flickered involuntarily. Zhao Lei, they must have heard about it.
This person is a young general who smiles in the Central Empire. He has made great military exploits at a young age and is reused by the Central Empire.
This time, after returning from the frontier theater, Zhao Lei participated in this year-end competition.
This is his first time participating in the year-end competition. In the previous battles, Zhao Lei barely showed his full strength, but he easily advanced to this round.
Many people know that this Zhao Lei has lived a life of fighting in the battlefield all year round, and has quite a lot of combat experience.
Moreover, his cultivation has also reached the late stage of the Saint Emperor Realm, and he is an existence that cannot be ignored.
Zhao Lei's father was also the number one general under Prince Tianhong, such a status was honorable enough.
During the meal, Zhao Lei's father also came to the scene, sitting in the next position of Prince Tianhong, looking majestic.
Seeing his son advance to this round, Zhao Lei's father was also very satisfied, he kept stroking his beard on his chest, looking forward to his son's performance in the next battle.
"General Zhao, the young general is so talented, he should be able to enter the top 100 seats this time!"
Someone said this immediately, and it looked like Zhao Lei's father showed a bit of respect in his eyes.