Holding her long sword, Liu Yanran stood on the arena, her face cold and her eyes fixed firmly on the Mirror Moon Holy Son.
The Mirror Moon Holy Son, now enveloped in divine light, looked at Liu Yanran in surprise.
“I didn’t expect that your cultivation isn’t high, yet you have already mastered the essence of sword intent. Who exactly are you?” the Mirror Moon Holy Son asked. Mirror Moon Lake was a well-known Immortal Dao force in the Yaochi Immortal Domain, and as a leader of the younger generation, he had never heard of the name “Yang Yi.” Therefore, he guessed that “Yang Yi” might be from another Immortal Domain.
Facing the Mirror Moon Holy Son's words, Liu Yanran did not speak. At this moment, her body exuded an invisible sword energy, making people feel a chill.
She softly shouted, and the giant sword condensed from sword intent behind her merged with the long sword in her hand. In an instant, countless sword lights surged, filling the entire sky.
“Hmph, putting on airs. So what if you have the essence of sword intent!”
Seeing that she didn't speak, the Mirror Moon Holy Son coldly snorted, took a step forward, and stepped on the hard ground, making a dull sound. His body surface was covered with a layer of golden energy, and his aura was even stronger, like a golden war god.
Below the arena, in a relatively forward position, a middle-aged man said to the old man next to him, “This aura, is it the War God Art?”
The old man was the True Immortal Ancestor of Mirror Moon Lake. He smiled and nodded, saying, “It is the War God Art.”
“Hiss!”
The middle-aged man was also a True Immortal, but after receiving a definite answer from the old man, he couldn't help but gasp.
“The War God Palace has already been destroyed by the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable. Your boy is practicing the War God Art; aren't you afraid of Tai Xu Palace blaming you?” the man asked.
The old man chuckled and said, “Hehe, the War God Art was originally bestowed upon us by the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable. Why would he blame us?”
“Hmm?” The man was stunned, and then he remembered a legend about the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable.
Legend has it that when the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable was weak, he had received help from Mirror Moon Lake. At that time, the Tai Xu Realm was not yet called the Tai Xu Realm. Dominating the Tai Xu Realm was a super force called the War God Palace. When the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable was avoiding the pursuit of the War God Palace, he was saved by an Immortal King Ancestor figure from Mirror Moon Lake, but Mirror Moon Lake paid a heavy price.
That Immortal King Ancestor was killed by the War God Palace, and Mirror Moon Lake declined from then on, until the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable rose strongly, broke through to the Immortal Venerable Realm, and uprooted the War God Palace.
“It seems the legend is true. Mirror Moon Lake and the Tai Xu Immortal Venerable have a deep connection,” the middle-aged man thought to himself.
“It seems this little girl is going to lose,” he smiled.
The old man also smiled slightly, but did not say much.
Liu Yanran also noticed that something was wrong with the Mirror Moon Holy Son. She held her long sword and stabbed towards the Mirror Moon Holy Son. Her swordsmanship was like a storm, fast and fierce. Every time she swung her sword, it was like lightning, cutting through the air and making a sharp sound. Her attack was like a thunderbolt, and countless sword shadows danced in the sky.
Very beautiful, but within the beauty, there was a peerless killing intent.
“Clang clang clang…”
Countless sword shadows fell on the Mirror Moon Holy Son, but they made a crisp sound of metal striking stone.
“Hehe, although the essence of sword intent is powerful, it is vulnerable in front of the War God Body,”
The Mirror Moon Holy Son said lightly.
The War God Art is a very ancient cultivation method, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate. For millions of years, he was the only one in Mirror Moon Lake who had successfully cultivated it, and once cultivated, it would allow the cultivator to condense an extremely terrifying War God Body.
Liu Yanran frowned. She stabbed out another sword and found that she could not break the Mirror Moon Holy Son's defense at all.
“With your strength at the eighth level of the Saint Realm, you have forced me to use the War God Art. You are enough to be proud of yourself. But wanting to defeat me is just wishful thinking.”
After the Mirror Moon Holy Son finished speaking, he punched out, and a sonic boom sounded. Seeing this, Liu Yanran quickly held her sword in front of her body, blocking the Mirror Moon Holy Son's attack, but she also retreated to the edge of the arena.
Seeing that Liu Yanran had not been knocked off the arena, the Mirror Moon Holy Son was surprised, but his movements did not stop. He leaned forward, like a real dragon, and punched Liu Yanran again.
Seeing this, Liu Yanran sighed and then said, “I admit defeat.”
After speaking, Liu Yanran decisively jumped off the arena and disappeared into the front row without looking back.
The Mirror Moon Holy Son's fist missed, and he felt a sense of frustration that he had nowhere to use his strength.
“It's a pity. If Yang Yi's cultivation was on par with the Mirror Moon Holy Son, then it would be unknown who would win.”
Some people felt sorry for Liu Yanran. There were very few sword cultivators who had reached the essence of sword intent below the Saint Realm throughout history, and each of them would leave a strong mark in historical books.
“It's a pity, Miss Yang Yi lost.”
Wei Suo and the others also felt sorry for Liu Yanran. Although they were all shocked by Liu Yanran's strength, they were also acquaintances, and emotionally, they were biased towards Liu Yanran.
“But after today, the Rouge List's Human Realm list will probably change.”
Alan's tone was full of envy. As a woman, she naturally envied those female cultivators who could be on the Rouge List.
Seeing this, Wei Suo couldn't help but say, “In my heart, you are the first on the Rouge List.”
“You’re so annoying!” Alan glared at him, but the joy in the corners of her eyes could not be concealed. Who doesn't like being praised? And this person was her husband.
“Hey, hey, you two are enough. We haven't eaten enough yet. We don't want to eat dog food!”
Wu Yong and the others protested. Especially Wu Yong, among them, he was the only one who had been single since birth. Every time, these guys would make fun of him for this, making him extremely depressed.
At this time, on the arena, the Mirror Moon Holy Son stood proudly. His face was full of confident smiles, and he said, “Who else?”
“Me!”
Another clear female voice sounded, and the next moment, Liu Yanran's figure appeared on the arena.
The Mirror Moon Holy Son looked at Liu Yanran and found that this woman looked somewhat similar to Yang Yi between the eyebrows. He asked, “Who are you?”
“Yang Liu!”
Liu Yanran said coldly.
“Yang Liu? What is your relationship with Yang Yi?” The Mirror Moon Holy Son frowned. He found that this Yang Liu's cultivation was the same as Yang Yi's, both at the eighth level of the Saint Realm. He was a little angry.
I am a peak Xiaoyao Realm expert. One Yang Yi was enough, and now another Yang Liu has come. What does she take the Mirror Moon Holy Son for?
The Mirror Moon Holy Son had a feeling of being looked down upon.
“She is my younger sister,” Liu Yanran said.
After learning that they were sisters, the Mirror Moon Holy Son calmed down and said in a deep voice, “Are you here to avenge your sister?”
If she was here to avenge Yang Yi, even if she knew she couldn't win, this was not a life-and-death battle, so it was reasonable for her to come up.
As long as she didn't treat him like a pushover, he could accept it.
But the next sentence from Liu Yanran angered him.
“Avenge? You're thinking too much. Our young master said that your strength is just right to verify our strength, so I came up,” Liu Yanran said softly.
“What?”
“Does this Yang Liu mean to use the Mirror Moon Holy Son as a whetstone?”
“This… based on Yang Yi's previous performance, she didn't seem to be very disappointed because of her defeat. It's very likely that what Yang Liu said is true.”
“My God, using the eighth level of the Saint Realm to use the peak of the Xiaoyao Realm as a sharpening opponent, and it's still a top genius like the Mirror Moon Holy Son, is she crazy, or are we crazy?”
The younger generation who were in the same era as the Mirror Moon Holy Son all felt that Yang Liu was crazy, or they were crazy.
In the past, they had only heard of geniuses challenging others beyond their level, but they never thought that today they would encounter a genius being challenged beyond their level.
The young master in Yang Liu's mouth was simply using geniuses as whetstones. At this moment, many people wanted to know the young master in Yang Liu's mouth.
“If the Mirror Moon Holy Son loses, it will be embarrassing.”
Someone who had been defeated by the Mirror Moon Holy Son in the past laughed. Although they knew it was impossible, they would always look forward to it.
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