In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 564: Immortal Palace Life and Death Tournament

Wang Jixuan glanced at the robe on his body and calmly rode the cloud forward.

Having seen many storms and waves before, he would not be nervous in such a situation.

Arriving behind Jianwu, Wang Jixuan showed up.

In an instant, the gazes of heaven and earth converged, accompanied by a pressure as powerful as the collapse of the sky and a tsunami.

The masters of the Feather Clan were furious.

Wang Jixuan smiled, bowed to Jian Wu in front of him, and called out, "Uncle Master, I will explain something to them."

Jian Wu nodded slightly, a smile appeared on her graceful and beautiful face, and she said in a gentle voice: "Ji Xuan, tell them in detail who is to blame for what happened today."

"Disciple, obey."

Wang Jixuan bowed and accepted the order, walked past Jian Wu and stood in front of the formation.

He looked for Huang Langyu, and stared into those scarlet eyes, and couldn't help but smile:

"How is Yushen Palace going to compensate me for my precious enemy-killing magic weapon?"

Huang Langyu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Do you admit that it was you who put it there?"

"Palace Master Huang, what you said is not true," Wang Jixuan said slowly, "Master, you may not know, but that treasure is indeed mine, and it is also the magic weapon I use to deal with those dogs of the Heavenly Dao. You, the Yushen Palace, stole my magic weapon without my permission, and even blew it up... How do you want to compensate me for this?"

Huang Langyu said angrily: "It was obviously you who set off the explosion!"

"There are limits to lying," Wang Jixuan said coldly, "I am only at the level of a celestial being. How can I cross millions of miles to detonate a magic weapon?"

"You left a ban on it!"

"Nonsense, your magic weapon has no restrictions?"

Wang Jixuan gritted his teeth and cursed:
"I only have a few magic weapons to deal with the lackeys of Heaven, and you, the Yushen Palace, actually wasted them on those little birds!

"Besides, haven't you seen the power of my treasure? If a celestial being is within a hundred feet, it will be vaporized immediately, not to mention those hairy little birds like you who are drowning in fire?
"Could it be that Palace Master Huang wants to borrow this treasure from me to eliminate dissidents and clean up the political enemies' followers? This matter seems strange no matter how I think about it."

Many eyes turned to Huang Langyu.

Wang Jixuan raised his voice:
“The right and wrong of this matter couldn’t be clearer!
“You of the Feather Clan stole my treasures, went to eliminate dissidents within the clan, and then tried to frame me, a disciple of the Sword God Palace in the Heavenly Immortal Realm!
"I can swear to the Three Thousand Great Daos that if this explosion was intentional on my part to plot against your Yushen Palace, then please send down divine thunder!"

The sky was quiet, without any sign of disaster.

Wang Jixuan spread his hands and said, "The Great Dao can prove it for me! It also indirectly proves that Palace Master Huang intends to eliminate his followers!"

"You little bastard!"

Huang Langyu pointed at Wang Jixuan and started to argue again:
"Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have the protection of the Sword God Palace! Today, my Feather God Palace is launching a life and death contest for the Immortal Palace! Do you dare to respond?"

Jianwu was about to nod immediately.

Sword Dance couldn't wait to have such a good opportunity to practice swordplay.

However, Jianwu glanced at Wang Jixuan and did not say anything, wanting to see how this disciple would deal with it.

Wang Jixuan received Jian Wu's gaze and saw the eagerness in his uncle's eyes.

He actually didn't want to do this;

It's not his fault, why should we fight?
The other party is obviously making unfounded arguments. If they were to fight, wouldn't that mean he is also partially responsible?

It wasn't him who arranged for those two annihilation bombs to be sent there...

After a brief consideration, Wang Jixuan decided to pass the buck to Master Jianwu, so he asked curiously, "Master, what is the Immortal Palace Life and Death Arena?"

"The rules set at the end of the ancient times state that if the eight immortal palaces have a problem that they cannot solve, one party can initiate a life-and-death duel, and the other party can choose to respond or not."

Jianwu added with a smile:

“Generally speaking, it is the weaker party that challenges the stronger party.

“The life and death competition is to settle personal grudges, and there won’t be many people willing to fight for the person involved.

“But you don’t have to worry about this, we in the Sword God Palace are united in purpose.

"We can agree on rules for the life and death contest."

Wang Jixuan blinked and bowed, "Uncle Master, you are in charge of the daily affairs of the Sword God Palace. I have only been in the fairy world for more than ten years, and I don't understand many rules... Please tell me clearly, should we accept this life and death challenge?"

"Take it," Jianwu's smile faded, he flicked his sleeve with his left hand and looked forward.

She said quickly:

“Since Palace Master Huang has initiated a life-and-death contest, our Sword God Palace will not back down.

"How about we just fight nine rounds, and we will discipline our disciples to stop as much as possible, how do you think?"

Huang Langyu said coldly: "According to the rules of today's life and death competition, Wang Jixuan must appear!"

"Yes," Jian Wu said calmly, "but the two sides must be at the same level, and no one can hide their skills. The rest depends on their own abilities."

"it is good!"

Huang Langyu raised his hands high:
"Where are my Feather Clan members?"

"Fight!" A loud and uniform roar came from the rear, and hundreds of Feather Clan men and women from the Heavenly Fairyland swarmed out.

Jian Wu sighed softly, "I thought they would send a few Golden Immortals to kill themselves in the Dao Realm. The Feather God Palace really doesn't have the courage... Where are my Sword God Palace disciples? Whoever flies faster will get the remaining eight places. They must be in the Heavenly Immortal Realm."

"Oh--"

A long whistle was heard from behind, and then dozens of streams of light were seen rushing from the direction of the main peak of the main fairy island. There were also fairy lights on other fairy islands eager to try, but none of them were as fast as these dozens of streams of light.

Swish swish!
Dozens of figures appeared behind Jianwu almost at the same time.

However, the fastest eight people have already stood up, a total of five women and three men, each of them is a first or second rank celestial being, with a variety of sword intent bursting from their bodies.

The group of disciples behind them were filled with annoyance.

These eight people are like generals who have returned victoriously.

Jian Wu said calmly: "Then it's up to the eight of you. Go and take care of your junior brother."

Wang Jixuan: ...

Well, he just got started and is indeed a junior fellow apprentice.

Taoist priest Wang bowed and smiled, "Greetings, brothers and sisters."

Most of the eight sword cultivators returned the greeting in a conventional manner, but there was a senior sister who was wearing colorful clothes and bright makeup, who giggled at Wang Jixuan a few times.

She smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother is so handsome, do you have a Taoist partner?"

Wang Jixuan said hurriedly: "I got it."

“Then we can have more Taoist companions,” the senior sister looked Wang Jixuan up and down, her phoenix eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Boom!
A bare hand floated over and tapped the senior sister on the forehead, and the latter immediately gritted her teeth and gasped.

But it was Jianwu who acted in time.

"Master," the elder sister murmured aggrievedly, "younger brother looks very cute."

"You go to the first round!"

Jianwu cursed angrily:
"You are so unruly every day, you only know how to think about your Spring Wind Sword! If you lose the face of the Sword God Palace today, you will go to the Siguo Pond and stay in seclusion for five hundred years!"

"Master, rest assured. If I lose, I will not fight this life-and-death battle."

The senior sister chuckled, and then her aura suddenly changed. The cloud-colored dress on her body fluttered slightly, and her three thousand black hair hung down behind her. She closed her eyes, and opened them again. Her phoenix pupils were filled with starlight, and her beautiful face became a little colder.

She clenched her right hand, and the clouds in the air gathered and condensed into an ice sword.

But he didn't even need any magic weapon, he just moved forward slowly with an ice sword.

Jian Wu asked, "Palace Master Huang, are you of the Feather Clan afraid?"

"I'll do it!" A sturdy man roared and jumped down from a high altitude with a spear in his hand. His Tao realm, which was infinitely close to the Golden Immortal Realm, inspired a powerful aura, and the powerful muscles on his body revealed a powerful sense of strength.

"Yushen Palace, Yuqi Peak!"

"Sword God Palace, Bai Ning."

Wang Jixuan frowned slightly and couldn't help but worry about Senior Sister Bai Ning.

However, the subsequent battle situation opened Wang Jixuan's eyes.

There was no noise around;

No one on either side started to make a fuss.

The sturdy man locked his eyes on the senior sister, the spear in his hand trembled continuously, and ripples were formed on the world.

The strong man suddenly rushed forward!

He went all out in his attack, and the spear burst into countless flames, which seemed to be the anger of Yu Jingong at the moment!

Bai Ning seemed to be in a trance, with a faint smile on her lips, and she raised the ice sword in her hand.

The next moment, Bai Ning's figure suddenly exploded into clouds and mist, which condensed into light shadows, as if performing a complete set of swordsmanship.

The sturdy man rushed over, and his spear triggered thousands of thunders and fires. The sky and the earth were filled with red lightning. The ends of the lightning smashed down madly, and the light shadows of the clouds and mist exploded almost at the same time!
But in this red lightning, a graceful figure floated forward, her long hair and skirt flying, her snow-white skin not stained by a single speck of dust. She casually raised the ice sword, thrust it forward, and then released it.

The ice sword exploded;

A graceful figure appeared behind the burly man like a ghost.

Most of the immortal-level masters present couldn't even see clearly what was happening.

The shattered ice sword turned into thousands of dust particles. Each particle of dust was a starlight, containing a sword intent. It hit the strong man and hit his back. The strong man stopped rushing forward and was frozen in the air.

Bai Ning's long, fluttering hair fell down;
The sturdy man's body shook, and countless tiny blood beads suddenly exploded on his body, and his burly body slowly fell backwards.

There was a commotion among the people who came from Yushen Palace, and Huang Langyu and a group of old men all had very ugly expressions.

Bai Ning exhaled lightly, then sneered at the masters of the Feather Palace in front of her, turned around and rode back on the cloud, still saying nonchalantly:

"The Emperor Hegemon Body Art of Yu Shen Palace is just like this. It's not as magical as the ancient books say. It's a pity that we can't just kill him. Master insisted that we stop at this point."

The disciples of Sword God Palace were very calm.

They had no doubt about Bai Ning's strength.

Passing by Wang Jixuan, Bai Ning gently blinked her right eye, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more provocative.

"Junior brother, how is it? Is my swordsmanship still excellent? Come to my room tonight to discuss swordsmanship."

Taoist Wang waved his hands quickly.

He didn't dare to respond casually.

Jian Wu did not reprimand Bai Ning, but said calmly: "Who will play in the second round? You decide for yourselves. Nephew Wang will play in the ninth round."

"Let me do it."

A young swordsman with a tall figure and a temperament somewhat similar to that of the Nine Spirit Sword Master stood up. He was wearing a gray robe and holding a long sword with a scabbard. He walked to the front of the formation as if strolling in the garden.

The 'young talents' on the Yujingu side suddenly lost their enthusiasm.

Wang Jixuan judged that this young swordsman should already be famous.

Sure enough, Yujingong actually used Tian Ji's horse racing strategy and sent a master from the Heavenly Immortal Realm who was at the bottom of the list. However, this man just put on a show and then left in embarrassment.

The young swordsman was obviously unhappy.

He looked at the masters of Yushen Palace and said loudly, "Where is Yu Ling? Where is Yu Ji? Where is Yu Shenglin? There are six or seven geniuses of the younger generation in your Yushen Palace. Why are you hiding from me today?"

There was no response from the Yujingu side.

The young swordsman snorted, turned around and rode back on a cloud, his face full of displeasure.

In the subsequent six duels, the Sword God Palace won five and was tied in one match by the celestial master sent by the Feather God Palace.

Anyone could see that Yu Jingu was not trying his best;
However, this group of 'young' sword practitioners in the Sword God Palace did not enjoy themselves at all.

The ninth life and death match arrived as scheduled. Wang Jixuan was about to ride the cloud forward with his hands behind his back, but Jian Wu raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait a moment, nephew."

"Please give me your instructions, Master."

Jian Wu's beautiful eyes flickered slightly and she smiled:
"We have won seven games. We might as well just admit defeat in this one. It's our Sword God Palace that won anyway."

Huang Langyu immediately shouted when he heard this: "How can I admit defeat in a life and death contest!"

A group of Feather Clan masters shouted in unison: "How can we admit defeat in a life and death contest!"

Wang Jixuan shrugged and said, "Uncle Master, rest assured. I am a very tough disciple. Although I have only been your disciple for one day, I still have a lot of sense of honor for my master. Even if I risk my life, I will not let the Sword God Palace be humiliated."

"They are determined to send out the best masters of the younger generation of the Feather God Palace. If they bring a few more valuable treasures, ordinary Golden Immortals will probably have to retreat."

"That's a good feeling."

Wang Jixuan smiled and said:
"If I can withstand ten of his moves, then I can become famous in the world."

"Alright."

Jian Wu's eyes showed a little more appreciation, he nodded slightly, and said, "Go ahead, do as you please, don't worry about your own comfort."

Wang Jixuan bowed and turned to look forward.

Dark clouds are looming and a giant beast is appearing in the sky.

He is like a candle in front of a tsunami, but the light from this candle adds a bit of color to the world.

A beam of rosy light descended from the black clouds, and a man eight feet tall, with a sturdy frame and gray wings on his back slowly descended from the rosy light.

This birdman carried a longbow on his back and held a long sword in his hand. His robes faintly shone with divine light. On his steep hooked nose, his deep eyes carried an undisguised murderous intent.

"Yushen Palace, Yu Ling."

"Sword God Palace, Wang Zheng."

Yu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to rush forward.

"Wait!"

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and called for a pause. Yu Ling frowned at this guy, patiently holding the treasure in his sleeve.

Yu Ling asked: "What do you want to do?"

"There's something I must make clear!"

Wang Jixuan said loudly:

“I just became a disciple today. When I challenged my master before, he destroyed all my sword skills and made me start all over again.

“So, I won’t use the sword today!
"It's not that I don't want to use the Sword God Palace's skills against the enemy, it's just that it's too hasty and I haven't had time to learn it yet!"

A group of sword practitioners in the Sword God Palace couldn't help but smile.

Jianwu was also amused by Wang Jixuan, and thought in his heart that this guy was quite interesting.

However, Jian Wu and the group of sword practitioners from Jianshen Palace were laughing until their smiles froze.

There was no other reason. While Wang Jixuan was talking, he took out a stone wall from his sleeve. The wall was shining with light, and many "mechanical puppets" jumped out of it. Mushroom eggs were scattered in front of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan retreated quickly and instantly used the cloud escape technique to hide in the clouds.

His voice was heard everywhere:

"My Taoist name is Jixuan, which means clever and profound! Today, I will use the art of cleverness to learn the skills of the number one genius of the younger generation of Yushen Palace!
"If anyone is accidentally killed or injured, please forgive me, Yu Jingong."

(End of this chapter)