87: Where did the evildoer come from?

In an instant, Su Changqing's eyes turned purple, evil and mysterious.

Countless True Disciples looked on in shock, staring blankly in Su Changqing's direction. Although they didn't know what was happening, their intuition told them it was extraordinary, extremely extraordinary.

Although Hong Feng appeared calm on the surface, he was already somewhat panicked inside.

The power Su Changqing displayed was somewhat terrifying.

Was this truly a power an Earthly Fiend Realm Martial Artist could control?

Before everyone could react, twelve long swords appeared before him.

These twelve long swords were different from the ones he used when fighting Wang Jiansong before.

At that time, Su Changqing had only used Spiritual Artifacts.

But now, these twelve long swords were all Dao Artifacts, and all of them were Medium Grade Dao Artifacts.

Any one of these long swords, if placed outside, would cause countless Martial Artists to fight over it.

"Oh my god, this... what kind of Move is this? What a terrifying aura!"

"Hiss, controlling twelve long swords alone, how terrifying."

"My heavens, these twelve long swords are all Dao Artifacts, and they're all Medium Grade Dao Artifacts."

"Oh my god!!!!"

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A group of Wuji Demon Sect Disciples nearly dropped their jaws, their eyes filled with disbelief. Countless Disciples' eyes turned red with intense jealousy.

These were Medium Grade Dao Artifacts! Many Supreme Realm Martial Artists would likely covet them, let alone them.

And Su Changqing, with a single Move, produced twelve Medium Grade Dao Artifacts; he was simply outrageously extravagant.

Of course, although everyone's eyes were red, no one dared to make a Move.

After all, this was the Tai Xuan Sect Saint, protected by Saint Realm Experts. Daring to attack him would be asking for death.

Su Changqing sneered, and the twelve long swords in his hand shot out, forming a profound sword formation that went straight for Hong Feng.

"This is... a sword formation?"

Wei Shengwu's eyes widened, somewhat incredulous.

Having Cultivated for so long, he naturally knew about sword formations.

However, the sword formation Su Changqing displayed before him was too terrifying and profound; its grade was definitely not low. Even he couldn't help but look solemn.

"This kid, what a deep foundation."

Wei Ranzhi's mind was greatly shaken, and she muttered to herself:

"Can I block this Move?"

Feeling the terror of Su Changqing's Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation, she also secretly pondered in her heart.

This Move was hard to say.

Hong Feng dared not be careless and quickly circulated the long spear in his hand to block.

The long spear was like a Dragon, heading straight for the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation.

But in that instant, Hong Feng felt his mind waver, as if he had entered some dreamlike space, his spirit unable to control his body.

This was a Move of Su Changqing's Purple Extreme Divine Pupil, Pupil Technique: Illusion Annihilation.

It could pull the opponent into his illusion space, causing disorientation or even spiritual attack.

Although Hong Feng was disoriented for a moment, the battle between the two was already a flash of lightning and flint; a moment of disorientation could determine the outcome of the battle.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the moment Hong Feng woke up, the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation had already arrived.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Hong Feng's body was directly sent flying, heavily falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. His aura instantly withered, and he no longer had any fighting capability.

If Su Changqing hadn't held back at the last moment of that Move, Hong Feng would likely be a dead man by now.

He raised his head and looked at Su Changqing's calm face, a hint of fear in Hong Feng's eyes.

How was this possible?

Just an Earthly Fiend Realm?

How could he possess such terrifying combat power!

Three Moves, just three Moves, and he was utterly defeated, completely powerless to resist.

Moreover, the most crucial thing was that this might not even be Su Changqing's full combat power.

The True Disciples of the Wuji Demon Sect all had their mouths wide open at this moment, as if they had seen a ghost.

"No way, Senior Brother Hong is a Tiangang Realm Late Stage Cultivator, yet he couldn't withstand three Moves from the opponent?"

"My heavens, is this still the Earthly Fiend Realm? Why do I feel like I'm a fake Earthly Fiend Realm?"

"Oh my god, as expected of the Tai Xuan Sect Saint, this strength and foundation are terrifying."

"Indeed, to be able to become the Tai Xuan Sect Saint at the Earthly Fiend Realm Cultivation, he is certainly not an easy opponent."

"Terrifying, truly terrifying."

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Not just the Disciples, but Wei Shengwu and the Elders of the Wuji Demon Sect also showed shocked expressions.

Su Changqing's performance was too brilliant.

Wei Shengwu, as a martial arts Prodigy, Cultivated extremely fast. In his youth, he was a top Prodigy with unparalleled combat power.

But compared to Su Changqing, he was nothing.

The difference was too great.

If he had faced Su Changqing when he was in the Earthly Fiend Realm, he would probably have been utterly crushed.

"Damn it!"

"Where did the Tai Xuan Sect find such a Prodigy?"

"This kid's talent and combat power are ridiculously high, his Heart-Nature is terrifyingly strong, and his methods and schemes are Heaven-Defying. With such an existence, the Tai Xuan Sect will likely soar ahead in the future."

"Moreover, that Move Su Changqing just used seemed to be some kind of mental attack, causing Hong Feng to be briefly disoriented."

"Tsk tsk tsk, not simple at all."

Wei Shengwu sighed, saying with considerable envy.

Why wasn't such a person a Disciple of his Wuji Demon Sect?

If he were a Disciple of his Wuji Demon Sect, Wei Shengwu would definitely enshrine Su Changqing without a second thought.

Damn it.

Whoever dared to touch a single hair of Changqing, Wei Shengwu would take the lives of their eighteen generations of ancestors.

"However..."

Wei Shengwu seemed to think of something and his eyes suddenly lit up. He glanced at Wei Ranzhi.

That girl's beautiful eyes were currently fixed on Su Changqing.

Seeing this, Wei Shengwu suddenly became happy again.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Although this kid isn't a Disciple of my Wuji Demon Sect, I have a daughter."

"My daughter, the dignified Limitless Demon Sect Holy Maiden, possesses a Saint Body. She should be worthy of Su Changqing, right?"

"If not, I'll just count the Wuji Demon Sect as a dowry."

Wei Shengwu secretly calculated in his heart.

He even considered giving the Wuji Demon Sect as a dowry to Su Changqing.

After all, the potential this kid displayed was too terrifying. Only by seizing the opportunity could they progress.

Otherwise, one step slow meant every step slow.

Wei Shengwu thought happily to himself, while Su Changqing, unaware, looked at Hong Feng with a calm expression.

Wei Ranzhi's beautiful eyes flickered; she was also shocked by Su Changqing's methods.

That display of strength was simply terrifying.

He defeated Hong Feng in three Moves.

Although she could also do it, she was a Peak of the Heavenly Gang Realm Martial Artist, while Su Changqing was merely an Earthly Fiend Realm Middle Stage.

Moreover, the power he had just unleashed, she wasn't necessarily able to withstand it.

"As expected of the Tai Xuan Sect Saint, truly terrifying."

"Perhaps in a few more years, no one among the younger generation of the Heavenly Martial Continent will be his opponent."

Wei Ranzhi muttered to herself.

With her discerning eye, she could naturally see Su Changqing's terror.

With such talent, in a few years, he would likely be invincible among the younger generation.

"Do you concede?"

Su Changqing asked calmly.