Chaos in the Kunlun Mountains

"Ice Ruin Immortal Armor!"

The ice armor on Jiang Cisui's body surfaced once again. "Cold Abyss Spirit-Locking Shield!"

Bang, bang, bang...

Deep blue ice walls appeared in front, behind, left, right, above, and below Jiang Cisui.

The ice walls were connected to each other by ice chains.

Boom!

Blood-red light once again filled the entire formation space.

The many spectators outside were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Was this really a battle between the younger generation? How did it look like a battle at the sect master level?

The formation was even more distorted this time than before, causing the audience in the front rows to burst out their Qi energy for defense, for fear that this power would break out.

The blood-colored flames gradually disappeared.

Xu Mu and Jiang Cisui both collapsed on the ground.

The loose Daoist robe Jiang Cisui was wearing was almost shattered on the upper half. His body was covered in dried blood, and he looked completely disheveled.

However, the muscles on his body then exerted force, and he climbed up from the ground again.

He condensed an ice sword in his hand again and walked towards Xu Mu.

Xu Mu was completely out of Qi. He sat on the ground and shook his head slightly. "You win. My Qi is gone."

In his view, his mission this time had already been completed.

The impression he left on Jiang Cisui was definitely much stronger than Wu Tian's.

Hearing this, the ice sword in Jiang Cisui's hand disappeared. He lay sprawled on the ground and laughed out loud. "Xu Mu! I'll remember you! You're too fierce!"

He knew very well that he could only win against Xu Mu because his cultivation realm was higher.

If Xu Mu had been at the same realm as him, the one who lost would definitely be him.

The audience outside the arena also burst into cheers at this moment.

Among them were many people from other alien races who were sent here to record videos.

They could already imagine the expressions of those alien races; they would definitely be trembling with fear.

Regardless of who it was, these two were just too strong.

Four words appeared on the field: Jiang Cisui wins.

Xu Mu also climbed up from the ground at this time. He raised his hand and said, "I forfeit the battle with Yun Yao. My bones are broken, and I cannot proceed to the next match."

After saying that, he walked off the field. In fact, his bones were not broken at all; only his internal organs were injured.

He said this to find an excuse for himself, not to mention that he didn't really like to show off.

Although he had already shown off enough by now.

"I also forfeit the battle with Yun Yao. I am heavily injured right now," Jiang Cisui followed up.

Now Yun Yao felt like a clown.

Judging from their current performances, he couldn't beat either Xu Mu or Jiang Cisui.

But with the two of them forfeiting, he would end up becoming the champion.

Wouldn't he become a laughingstock?

Above the white clouds.

Jiang Zhenqi was somewhat helpless, but there was nothing he could do. According to past situations, even if he hadn't met Xu Mu, Jiang Cisui would probably still rank second.

Jiang Sheng's heart was already blooming with joy. His granddaughter's luck was truly good.

To end up with such a fiance.

Given time, when Xu Mu grew up, wouldn't he be incredible?

At this time, Jiang Zhenqi was preparing to announce the champion of this session. Just as he was about to fly out, an old man in a long robe flew over from a distance.

"Sect Master! Bad news! Something has happened in the Realm Within a Realm. Many experts have broken into our Realm Within a Realm," the old man said rapidly.

"What? Who is so bold? To dare trespass into our Kunlun Mountain!" Hearing this, Jiang Zhenqi's expression changed abruptly, and he waved to the Great Elder below.

The Great Elder Duan Musong, who was guarding the battlefield, immediately flew towards the white clouds above.

"Sect Master, what's wrong?"

"Lao Duan! Someone actually dares to break into the Realm Within a Realm while we are holding the Martial Conferment Tournament. You stay here and stabilize the audience. We will be right back."

After saying that, Jiang Zhenqi led the many sect masters and elders to fly outwards.

Ding Hong said calmly, "Lacking me won't affect the big picture. I will stay here just in case."

As she spoke, she descended from the white clouds and flew towards where Bai Qingyuan was.

Bai Qingyuan was the candidate for the next Sect Master of their Cold Immortal Sect, and she was currently injured. Her primary task was definitely to protect the safety of this disciple.

Xu Mu had already returned to his original seat. He looked up at the high places and found that the many experts on the white clouds were all flying outwards.

He had already guessed that the people from the Abyss Chapel had started to take action.

The surrounding spectators were also discussing animatedly at this time. Many of them had watched several sessions.

After the champion was selected, the Sect Master would normally first announce the rewards for this time. Why would a large group of them all leave?

"Everyone, please be patient. Some scoundrels dared to cause trouble in our Kunlun Mountain while we are holding the Martial Conferment Tournament. The various sect masters and elders have gone to quell the chaos."

Kunlun Mountain's Great Elder Duan Musong floated in the high place and said loudly, "They are just jumping clowns. It won't waste much time."

Hearing this news, the crowd discussed heatedly. They couldn't believe who was so bold as to dare cause trouble in Kunlun Mountain.

"Old man, what's going on? Didn't you say that the strength of Kunlun Mountain's Grand Supreme Elder, Immortal Shuiyan, is unfathomable? Why would anyone still dare to attack Kunlun Mountain?"

Wu Tian didn't know about this matter. His purpose in coming this time was only to participate in the Martial Conferment Tournament to test his own strength.

And incidentally grab a few undeveloped ruins to try his luck.

"I don't know. Let's go out and take a look."

Li Poshan's voice came over.

Hearing this, Wu Tian stood up from his seat.

There were quite a few people who had the same idea as him. They all stood up, preparing to see the situation.

"Everyone sit down obediently and do not act rashly. The enemy came taking advantage of the Martial Conferment Tournament, so they must be well-prepared. I think they probably have spies here. We cannot let them escape in the chaos."

Duan Musong's voice came over again.

Hearing this, many people stopped and returned to their seats.

Xu Mu also nodded slightly. This Great Elder was very smart; this place definitely couldn't fall into chaos.

Otherwise, with so many people rushing out all at once, Kunlun Mountain would be completely thrown into disarray.

That would be the real opportunity for the enemy to exploit.

"Not good!"

Xu Mu suddenly turned his head. "Scatter!"

Meng Wanyue immediately grabbed Dai Xingluo and retreated into the distance.

Jiang Huihui also jumped away.

Fu Jinyu and Tong Guoguo turned their heads quickly and found a black-robed person charging towards Xu Mu at an extremely fast speed.

Fu Jinyu attacked first, and a black sword blade struck towards the black-robed person.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Fu Jinyu's sword blade was shattered on the spot.

The resulting aftershock sent everyone around flying.

Whoosh!

The black-robed person grabbed backhandedly, and a long sword appeared, continuing to charge towards Xu Mu.

Tong Guoguo immediately used a Heaven-rank cultivation method, and transparent crystal armor appeared around her body.

Screech...

She grabbed the long sword with one hand, and the friction between the long sword and her hand produced the sound of colliding metal.

"Guoguo, you disappoint me too much. How could you follow our enemy?"

Wang Hun's gentle and magnetic voice drifted over.

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