Chapter 742 Zhuo Le's Reluctance

Just when everyone's attention was on Qin Xuan and others, a figure in a very embarrassed state climbed out of the huge pit with difficulty.

This figure was naturally Zhuo Le.

When he saw Qin Xuan being watched by thousands of people and even standing in the void with a very proud attitude, his heart was like being hit by a heavy hammer and shook violently.

These originally belonged to him, but now they were taken away by Qin Xuan.

He hated, hated why he was so careless. If he had used the power of swordsmanship at the beginning, the result would never be like this.

With a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, Zhuo Le couldn't help but sarcastically said: "If it weren't for my carelessness, how could you beat me? You are showing off here, it's ridiculous."

The moment Zhuo Le's voice fell, many people's eyes couldn't help but stagnate. This is, Zhuo Le's voice?

Qin Xuan frowned and looked in a direction. Sure enough, he saw Zhuo Le looking at him. From Zhuo Le's eyes, he felt strong anger and unwillingness.

As if he wanted to tell him that he lost to him before, it was just because of carelessness.

However, is it really just because of carelessness?

Qin Xuan would not respond to Zhuo Le's words. The result could not be changed. There was no point in saying these things. Besides, did he need to explain to a loser?

"Since you have lost, you must be prepared for defeat. It seems that I was too gentle just now, and I didn't let you remember it."

Qin Xuan spoke lightly, glanced at Zhuo Le casually, and then looked away, no longer looking at Zhuo Le.

Although it was just a glance, Zhuo Le clearly caught the contempt in Qin Xuan's eyes, and his face suddenly turned ashen, as ugly as it could be.

He didn't want to think about what happened just now, but Qin Xuan's words undoubtedly emphasized this matter, making him have to think of this extremely humiliating experience.

Even if he killed Qin Xuan later, he couldn't save anything, unless he killed everyone, but this was obviously unrealistic.

This matter will eventually be spread as a topic of conversation, and even spread out of the Yunhuang Mountains and to the ears of countless powerful people.

Even though it hasn't happened yet, he can already imagine what kind of consequences this will cause. Once the elders of the Divine Palace know about this, they will probably expel him from the Divine Palace without hesitation.

The Divine Palace will certainly not allow a person with a stain on him to stay.

Thinking of this, a trace of despair flashed in Zhuo Le's eyes. Everything he had worked hard for for many years just disappeared. In such a desperate situation, there was only endless hatred and unwillingness in his heart.

Only blood can wash away the shame he has suffered.

"I will kill you!"

A voice mixed with monstrous anger sounded, and everyone saw Zhuo Le's body soaring into the sky, and a powerful aura was released, covering the vast void.

At this moment, many people's expressions changed, and they immediately felt the powerful pure Yang sword intent flowing around Zhuo Le, emitting a scorching temperature. Under this terrifying high temperature, the space became distorted.

Even though he was seriously injured, Zhuo Le's aura was still much stronger than ordinary people. This is the extraordinary thing about the disciples of the Divine Palace.

But the crowd looked at Zhuo Le who was extremely angry, and shook their heads slightly. They were not optimistic about Zhuo Le. Zhuo Le was completely trapped in hatred at this time. He had lost his calm mind and could not distinguish the strength of the enemy and ourselves.

Qin Xuan was able to suppress him with an absolutely overwhelming attitude. Was it really just his carelessness?

The answer was obviously impossible.

The only possible explanation was that Qin Xuan's strength was much higher than Zhuo Le. There was a gap between the two from the beginning.

If Zhuo Le had released the power of swordsmanship directly from the beginning of the battle, he might have narrowed the gap with Qin Xuan, but the result would still not change.

Putting all this aside, Zhuo Le had just been beaten by Qin Xuan for a while, and his vitality had not yet recovered, but he claimed to kill Qin Xuan.

Is he an idiot?

Do you really think that you are invincible in the world because you are a disciple of the God Palace, and no one can defeat you?

Everyone knows that the disciples of the God Palace are not really invincible, but because their talents are stronger than ordinary geniuses, and they practice powerful Yuan skills, they naturally win more and lose less in battle, and gradually they are considered invincible by many people.

But if he encounters an opponent with stronger talent and whose cultivation of Yuan Skills is also not weak, then even if he is a disciple of the Divine Palace, he will still lose.

After all, there are too few evil people of the level of Chu Feng, Jian Wuhen, Dao Wutian, and Qin Ruoxu. There are only a handful of people in the eight Divine Palaces.

They are the legends and are qualified to be called invincible.

But at this time, Zhuo Le obviously couldn't think so much. His mind was filled with one thought, that is, he must kill Qin Xuan.

Looking at Zhuo Le who came with endless killing intent, Qin Xuan frowned even more deeply. It seems that Qin Xuan can't wait for the day of revenge.

Zhuo Le insisted on death, so he would not show mercy.

"Come and die!" A pure Yang sword light burst out, as if it turned into a sun sword that penetrated the void and pierced Qin Xuan directly.

The scorching temperature melted the space, and Qin Xuan felt a stream of heat rushing towards him, enveloping his body, as if to melt him.

However, Qin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even move at all. The lightning magic light on his body slowly flowed, and he let the heat wrap around his body, still like a normal person.

"How... could this happen?" Zhuo Le saw Qin Xuan standing there without any problem, and his heart trembled violently. His pure Yang sword energy couldn't do anything to Qin Xuan?

"This is the capital you are proud of, and you want to use it to kill me?"

Qin Xuan showed a trace of disdain on his face, then looked at Zhuo Le and said lightly: "Use whatever you have left. I will let you know how weak your so-called powerful attack is."

At this time, Qin Xuan was extremely frivolous, with long hair flying and eyes that looked down on the world, like a peerless king, dominating the world and looking down on the world.

The crowd was also strongly shocked by Qin Xuan's demeanor at this time and was speechless for a long time.

Qin Xuan just stood there, letting Zhuo Le release all his powerful attacks, as if he wanted to let Zhuo Le's attacks fall on him and bear them directly with his body.

This can no longer be described as self-confidence, it is simply arrogant, arrogant to the extreme.

Relying on the body alone to resist Zhuo Le's attack, even other disciples of the Divine Palace may not be able to do it. The Yuan skills practiced by the disciples of the Divine Palace are all top Yuan skills, which are much more powerful than the Yuan skills of ordinary geniuses.

Even if Zhuo Le's strength is damaged, the power he can release will still be very strong, and it is definitely not easy to resist.

"Qin Xuan is too confident. He may suffer in this battle." Someone shook his head. Even if Qin Xuan only used 50% of his strength, he believed that Qin Xuan would win, but he couldn't believe it if he only used his physical body.

If he could win, then Qin Xuan's talent was not just powerful, but a demon.

As for the word demon, only a handful of people in the eight great palaces can be called a demon, and no one else is qualified to be called a demon.

Hearing Qin Xuan's arrogant words, Zhuo Le had a sarcastic smile on his face, and a trace of disdain in his eyes.

Let him release any attack and let him know how weak his attack is?

"I will satisfy you." Zhuo Le uttered a cold voice, and then his figure shot out directly. It seemed that flames were burning on his body, wrapping his body.

"Zhuo Le's use of true energy has reached an extremely terrifying level. It's too terrible." The crowd looked at Zhuo Le in shock. If Qin Xuan hadn't appeared, they might not have seen Zhuo Le display his true strength.

Zhuo Le was bathed in the fire of the true essence. In an instant, an extremely domineering sword rule bloomed from his body, and the space could not help but tremble.

The sharp sword chant sounded, and the eardrums of everyone seemed to be torn apart. The fire of the true essence suddenly became extremely sharp, as if it was endowed with the attributes of a sword, revealing a strong sword intent.

"Kill." Zhuo Le uttered the word "kill" and pointed his five fingers at the same time. The endless fire of the true essence suddenly cut through the void, as if thousands of flaming daggers were shot out, and the sky seemed to fall down with a rain of flaming swords, covering the sky and the earth, covering the space above Qin Xuan.

"Retreat!" Xuanyuan Potian shouted, and his body with the sword on his back quickly retreated.

Seeing this, Mu Hai and others did not dare to delay at all. This was Zhuo Le's angry attack, how terrible it was, and they could not block it.

Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the sword rain falling from the sky, but his eyes did not fluctuate much, neither sad nor happy, as if he did not have any emotion at all.

The reason why he said that Zhuo Le could release any attack was to test the level of his current physical body.

The attacks of ordinary people were too weak, and only the attacks of the top disciples of the Sword God Palace who were good at killing could pose a threat to him.

Only Xuanyuan Potian vaguely guessed this, and everyone else did not know Qin Xuan's true intention.

If they knew that Qin Xuan was just testing how strong his physical body was, they would probably be shocked. How many people in the world dared to test their physical bodies with the attacks of the disciples of the God Palace?

I'm afraid they didn't even dare to think about it.

I saw a violent and boundless demonic energy released from Qin Xuan's body, and a number of phantoms of Xie Niu emerged, revealing an extremely strong and fierce aura, surrounding Qin Xuan, like a demon god, guarding Qin Xuan.

The golden-winged roc flapped its wings and flew high, looking down upon the world. Its brilliant golden feathers were dazzling, like the sharpest weapon in the world. Wherever it passed, the void was torn apart.

"Boom, boom!"

A violent rumble sounded, and it seemed as if a prehistoric monster walked out of the void. Everyone looked at it, and their expressions froze there.

I saw a huge holy beast Qilin stepping out of the void, surrounded by a sacred and demonic aura, like a combination of a god and a demon god. Even though it was just a phantom, it made them feel like worshiping it.

Looking at the endless phantoms of monsters filling the void, the crowd was completely dumbfounded. Zhuo Le, at this moment, his heart was also surging.

He didn't expect Qin Xuan to have practiced the rules of monsters, and from the monsters summoned by Qin Xuan, it can be easily seen that Qin Xuan has practiced a very terrible monster magic.

Thinking of this, his heart sank a little. How should he fight next?