Chapter 143 Cruel Xuantian Palace

Everything was destroyed wherever the sword energy storm went.

The moment Xuanhuan's palm print touched the sword energy storm, the endless sword energy directly penetrated the palm print. In just a moment, the Xuanhuang palm print was annihilated in the sword energy and turned into nothingness.

However, the momentum of the sword energy storm did not decrease, and it was still moving forward, as if it would never stop.

"No, he is going to kill!" Qin Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly. This Sikong Xuan actually wanted to kill Wang Wei.

Wang Wei was horrified and immediately retreated, trying to distance himself from the sword energy storm.

However, the speed of the sword energy storm was so fast that it was unimaginable, as if it crossed the space and landed directly in front of him.

Against the backdrop of the huge sword energy storm, Wang Wei's figure looked extremely small and thin, as if he would fall down if the wind blew.

"Since it has come to this, I will fight you!" Wang Wei roared, and suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura was released from him, and it was still rising, even exceeding the fourth level of the Yuanfu realm!

"No!" Wang Han stood up suddenly in the direction of the Wang family, as if he realized something, and stopped him loudly.

"You actually have a forbidden technique, but even if you use the forbidden technique, you still can't escape death." On the throne, Xu Li's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange color, but soon calmed down. Even if he didn't look, he knew what the ending would be.

As if to confirm Xu Li's words, when the sword energy storm enveloped Wang Wei's body, he only felt like he was in the world of swords, and the sound of the sword energy whistling echoed in his ears.

Even if he used the forbidden technique and forcibly improved his cultivation, in the sword energy storm, he still had an irresistible thought in his heart, and only despair was left in his eyes.

"Master, I'm afraid I have to leave." Wang Wei used all his strength to finally shout out this voice, which was transmitted by the sword energy and echoed in the space.

Qin Xuan clenched his fists suddenly. He saw the powerlessness and despair in the old man's eyes, which eventually turned into peace. He was afraid that he had expected this result before he came on stage.

With a flash of his eyes, Qin Xuan looked at the three figures sitting on the throne. Their faces were so calm, even a little indifferent, as if they were looking at the most ordinary things.

"Xuantian Palace, nothing more." Qin Xuan's good impression of Xuantian Palace suddenly dropped to a very low level. He guessed that Sikong Xuan's actions were instructed by Xuantian Palace, otherwise he would never dare to take such a heavy hand.

As for why Xuantian Palace did this, it was probably to suppress the arrogance of Tianyu Kingdom and maintain Xuantian Palace's absolute dominance. Although doing so may reduce the number of disciples, it has almost no effect on Xuantian Palace.

Because Xuantian Palace only needs top talents, and the rest of them are worthless in their eyes.

There was a loud bang, and the figure of the old man in the storm disappeared. His whole body was completely annihilated by the sword energy, and there was no trace of his body.

"Sikong Xuan, what a cruel method!" At this moment, countless people cursed in their hearts.

Sikong Xuan was originally a disciple of Xuantian Palace, and he could choose not to fight, but he stood up and suppressed the people of Tianyu Country on behalf of Xuantian Palace.

It was a bit ironic that people who came out of Tianyu Country eventually killed people from their own country.

The countless people watching were all angry, and they felt only shame in their hearts. They had never hated Sikong Xuan as much as they did at this moment.

So the true face of the genius they admired was like this?

And the geniuses who came from Xuantian Palace had very wonderful expressions on their faces at this time, with a hint of contempt in their eyes, as if they were watching a good show.

"Sikong Xuan, you are so cruel, don't forget that you are also a citizen of Tianyu Country." Finally, a middle-aged man stood up and pointed at Sikong Xuan and scolded him.

The crowd immediately looked over. The middle-aged man was another master of the Yuanfu Realm from the Wang family, with a cultivation level of the sixth level of the Yuanfu Realm. It seemed that he was very unhappy, so he couldn't help but stand up and speak.

Sikong Xuan glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently and said, "Since it is a competition, casualties are inevitable. As for whether I am a citizen of Tianyu Country, is it your turn to care?"

"You..." The man in the middle looked obviously condensed. Obviously, he didn't expect Sikong Xuan to say such words. He said coldly, "Tianyu Country has produced a scum like you. It's really chilling."

"How dare you! My son is powerful and has won honor for Tianyu. How dare you slander him like this? Where do you get the qualifications to point fingers here!" An angry shout suddenly sounded.

Everyone's heart trembled, turned around, and found that the person who said this was the head of the Sikong family, Sikong Yuan.

The middle-aged man's expression turned cold, and his sharp eyes shot directly at Sikong Yuan, sneering: "I want to know what honor he has won. In terms of qualifications, I want to ask you, you are only at the second level of Yuanfu Realm. Who gave you the courage to talk to me like this?"

"Hiss!" Countless people couldn't help but take a breath. This person actually provoked Sikong Yuan in public. Is he looking for death?

Everyone knew that Sikong Yuan's cultivation was the weakest among many first-class families, but no one dared to point it out in person, just because Sikong Yuan's status was too high. With just a casual word, he could command countless strong men to serve him.

But obviously, the middle-aged man could no longer care about so much at this time, and vented his anger in his heart.

"Good, good, good." Sikong Yuan said three good words in a row, but the lines on his face were twisted together, which was extremely ugly. You can imagine how angry he was at this time.

"This senior is too impulsive." Qin Xuan sighed in his heart. It seemed that Wang Wei's death was too much of a blow to him, so he was so desperate.

"Brother Lei, stop talking, sit down!" Wang Han shouted at the middle-aged man, obviously not wanting to make things worse.

"Your cultivation is higher than mine, so you can't fight me. If you have the guts, come up to the stage and challenge my senior brother." Sikong Xuan looked at the middle-aged man and said indifferently.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "You don't need to tell me, I will personally learn from you."

Sikong Xuan looked at the people on the Tianxing Stage again and said indifferently, "Is there anyone who is still dissatisfied?"

When he said this, he looked at where Qin Xuan was, with his mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes full of contempt, full of provocation, as if showing off his strength.

However, Qin Xuan directly ignored Sikong Xuan, drinking by himself, without even looking at him.

Sikong Xuan's face suddenly became extremely ugly, blue and white, he was ignored, it was simply a humiliation for him.

Then, three more Yuanfu Realm masters were dissatisfied with Sikong Xuan and challenged him, but unfortunately all three of them were defeated and died.

The lives of four Yuanfu Realm masters were lost to Sikong Xuan, which made him look even more arrogant, and his eyes looked even more arrogant when he looked at Qin Xuan.

He stood there, like a mountain that could not be crossed.

Wang Hao was also on the Tianxing Platform, looking at the scene at this time, but he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He claimed to be a genius and won the title of Tianyu Ten Lords. How proud he was. However, there has always been someone standing above him, but he was powerless.

He originally thought that after reaching the Yuanfu Realm, he could show his skills, shine his brilliance in this Tianxing Conference, and compete with Sikong Xuan.

But he didn't expect that Sikong Xuan's strength was so much higher than his. The gap between the two was like the difference between clouds and mud, so that even when Sikong Xuan was talking nonsense, he could only sit in the corner sadly, powerless.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked in one direction.

There, a young man in white was sitting quietly, calm and composed, with an extraordinary temperament in his demeanor, as if he was born extraordinary and destined to be unparalleled in this life.

"This world, after all, belongs to the real geniuses. How can the weak have their own light?" Wang Hao laughed at himself and then drank the wine in the cup.

Perhaps because of fear of Sikong Xuan's strength, or perhaps because of his cruel methods, no one dared to come out, even though many people met the conditions.

Sikong Xuan clasped his fists to Xu Li and said, "Uncle Master, no one will challenge the lower three levels of Yuanfu Realm. Can the disciple return to his position?"

Xu Li nodded slightly and said, "In this case, the first person in the lower three levels of Yuanfu Realm is Sikong Xuan, and the next is the competition of the middle three levels of Yuanfu Realm."

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man from the Wang family rushed to the Tianxingtai, with a cold look, and his eyes were directly locked on one of the disciples of Xuantian Palace, who was also in the sixth level of Yuanfu Realm.

"I've never seen someone so eager to die!" The disciple laughed at the person next to him and walked out.

The middle-aged man stared at his opponent and said, "Xuantian Palace is so powerful, I have to give it a try to see what the disciples trained by Xuantian Palace are capable of!"

The disciple stood with his hands behind his back, smiled at the middle-aged man, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I will never let you down."

Then, both of them released their strongest auras and collided violently with each other, making a huge noise.

The middle-aged man practiced the state of wind, with extremely fast speed, and his body turned into countless afterimages. His attacks were hidden in the void, killing people invisibly.

He pointed out and the sword was born, and his offensive was fierce and decisive. If it was an ordinary person in the same realm, it would be difficult to resist.

However, his opponent was a disciple of Xuantian Palace, whose talent was far beyond that of ordinary people.

The body of the disciple of Xuantian Palace turned into a sword, as if a sword energy rushed out from the top of his head, pointing directly to the sky, and releasing infinite sword energy all over his body, which was very sharp.

Each of his attacks contained the artistic conception of sword. He spat out a sharp sword and blasted the sword seal with his palm. It was extremely profound. Countless sharp daggers surrounded him, turning into a sword light curtain, indestructible.

For a while, the two fought hard, but the disciple of Xuantian Palace had a hidden advantage. The artistic conception of sword was everywhere, repeatedly forcing the middle-aged man into danger.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard, and everyone saw a figure flying backwards, falling heavily to the ground, and then spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became weaker.

The figure flying backwards was a powerful Yuanfu Realm of the Wang family.

Wang Han's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed to the Tianxingtai desperately to check the injuries of the middle-aged man, but his face soon became gloomy, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

The disciple of Xuantian Palace actually destroyed all his meridians, turning him into a useless person!