The man standing in front of Liu Wuxie was named Zhu Biao. He was at the fifth level of the True God and ranked at the bottom of the twenty disciples of the Fengshen Pavilion.

As long as he kills Liu Wuxie, the remaining disciples will no longer need to take action, and the status of life and death will be invalidated.

"die!"

Liu Wuxie didn't want to say a word of nonsense.

The sun-breaking sword slashed out diagonally.

The unparalleled sword energy did not give Zhu Biao a chance to react.

"laugh!"

The sword energy seals the throat!

Before Zhu Biao, who was standing opposite, could react, he felt a chill on his neck and then lost consciousness.

"boom!"

Zhu Biao's body fell to the ground and he could no longer die.

"Hiss, hiss..."

There were gasps of cold air from the Five Gods Peak. No one expected that in this year's Five Gods Competition, the first person to kill would be Liu Wuxie.

The Five Gods Competition has been going on for several days, and most of them are seriously injured, but there are no deaths yet.

"The sword is so fast, I didn't even see it clearly. Is this kid really only at the second level of True God?"

The disciples of various sects sitting on the Five Gods Peak were talking about it.

Even those disciples in the realm of gods did not see clearly how Liu Wuxie drew his sword.

"This boy is not simple!"

The elder of Shenshui Sect said meaningfully.

At first, everyone thought that Liu Wuxie was blinded by hatred and signed something like a life and death certificate.

Now it seems that things are far from as simple as they thought.

"It is indeed not simple. The sword struck just now, even if it was at the top True God level, would have been severely damaged if it was unexpected."

Wang Yan of Liangyi Mansion followed suit.

"So what? There are many high-level gods in Fengshen Pavilion. Even if this kid has strong combat power, he can still defeat the gods."

Liang Yue City Chief Xing Yuan believed that Liu Wuxie was seeking his own death.

Only the Temple of Heaven was silent.

No one expected that this year's Five Gods Competition would have to rely on a small second level true god to save face.

Although he only killed a little fifth-level true god, he earned enough face for the Celestial Temple.

In the past few days, Tianshen Temple, except for Lu Jiayu, had lost more than ten games in a row.

"Next!"

After killing Zhu Biao, Liu Wuxie sacrificed the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, swallowed it, and disappeared without a trace.

The Sun-Breaking Sword points towards the Fengshen Pavilion camp, and it's time to send the next person on stage.

Liu Wuxie is challenging twenty people this time. It stands to reason that Fengshen Pavilion can send Meng Qianyuan to fight. He is Fengshen Pavilion's strongest combat power.

But if you do that, you will definitely be laughed at by the whole world.

Liu Wuxie threatened to challenge you all. If he sends his strongest disciple as soon as he comes up, wouldn't he admit that Fengshen Pavilion is not as good as Tianshen Temple.

The weakest disciple of the Tianshen Temple Sect and the strongest disciple of the Fengshen Pavilion Sect are not in compliance with the rules of the Five Gods Competition.

If Meng Qianyuan really went up to Fengshen Pavilion, it would be like a slap in the face to himself.

"Come one by one. You don't have any chance of getting out alive today. It's the same for whoever comes up!"

Liu Wuxie licked her scarlet lips and asked them to come up one by one to die.

"I'm so angry!"

A figure swept out of the camp and stood in front of Liu Wuxie.

"The Fengshen Pavilion is planning a round-the-clock battle. Let the ordinary disciples go up to consume Liu Wuxie's domain spirit, and finally send the gods to kill him in one fell swoop."

A disciple from Liangyi Mansion said.
Chapter completed!