211: Finally, Xueqing saw

Next, it was Ye Wushuang's turn to challenge, and she chose Murong Tian, who was ranked fourth, without any hesitation.

Ye Wushuang's strength was at the fourth layer of the Divine Void Realm, the same Realm as Murong Tian.

After an arduous and bitter battle, Ye Wushuang finally succeeded in defeating Murong Tian.

At this moment, she was drenched in sweat and panting, but her eyes were filled with the joy and pride of victory.

Soon it was Liu Xueying's turn to challenge, and this time she chose Zhang Zihao, who was ranked third.

As the number one core student of the Medicinal Pill Academy, Zhang Zihao's strength was at the Early Stage of the fifth layer of the Divine Void Realm, which could be described as unfathomable.

Facing Liu Xueying's challenge, Zhang Zihao looked disdainful and didn't take it to heart; after all, Liu Xueying's strength was only at the first layer of the Divine Void Realm, while he was already at the fifth layer of the Divine Void Realm—the gap between them was like a chasm.

However, the moment they actually fought, he realized how outrageously wrong his previous thoughts were, because Liu Xueying's Combat Power simply could not be explained by common logic.

After the two sides had fought fiercely for hundreds of moves, Liu Xueying, sharp-eyed and quick-handed, caught a fleeting opportunity and flew up with a kick, kicking Zhang Zihao heavily off the Arena.

"Granny Yu, let's go quickly! Otherwise, the war god ranking will be over."

Feng Xueqing said anxiously, her pretty face full of impatience.

"Okay... okay...!"

Granny Yu showed a loving smile on her face, and then flew towards the central square of the Great Yan Dynasty with Feng Xueqing like a flying arrow.

In the following challenges, no one dared to challenge Yang Lingchen and Liu Xueying anymore, mainly because these two were simply too brutal.

Soon it was Murong Xuan's turn; one could see a sharp, icy glint flashing in his eyes.

"Little Bastard, come up and die!"

Murong Xuan gritted his teeth, his teeth clattering, and looked coldly at Yang Lingchen, his gaze as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

Yang Lingchen's figure flashed suddenly, appearing on the Arena in an instant like a ghost. He gripped the immortal demon sword tightly with both hands, the corner of his mouth hooked into a cold sneer filled with heavy mockery, and he looked coldly at Murong Xuan: "I'm up here, what can you do?"

"Go to hell!" Murong Xuan's eyes flashed with cold light like lightning, and he swung the battle sword in his hand, bringing up a sharp whistling wind as he charged aggressively towards Yang Lingchen.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen slashed out with his immortal demon sword, meeting him without any fear.

Both of their Movement Techniques were extremely flexible, as agile as monkeys, and their various attack and defense postures were dizzying. The two battle swords collided, emitting a crisp sound of metal clashing that resounded throughout the entire square.

As the speed of their battle increased, for a time, the scene was filled with flashing blades and swords, and both figures flickered like lightning.

At this moment, in the direction of the Great Yan Dynasty, Emperor Murong Yunhai's face was extremely gloomy, as if water could drip from it. He already knew that Yang Lingchen was the one who killed Murong Qing, and if it weren't for his consideration for the Zhou Yunxi, he would have started a massacre long ago.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen suddenly slashed out a Wusheng Sword Qi. The Sword Qi tore through the Void Realm, carrying an ancient, vicissitudinous, powerful, and heavy Aura, and arrived in front of Murong Xuan in an instant.

Murong Xuan was swinging his sword to block when Yang Lingchen unleashed a Soul Devouring Slash.

Suddenly, an invisible Soul energy instantly attacked Murong Xuan's Divine Sea like a ghost.

"Whoosh...!"

The moment Murong Xuan was stunned, Yang Lingchen's Wusheng Sword Qi, like a swift white light, instantly flashed past Murong Xuan's neck.

As the Sword Qi passed, Murong Xuan's eyes widened, his eyeballs seemed to bulge out of their sockets, staring fixedly at Yang Lingchen with infinite unwillingness in his eyes, and then his body slowly fell down.

"You brat, no one can save you today!"

A monstrous rage welled up in Murong Yunhai's eyes, a rage that seemed capable of burning the entire world to ashes. An invisible, violent Aura emanated from his body, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

He looked like a giant peng spreading its wings, and in an instant, he rushed towards Yang Lingchen violently.

"Stop!"

"Stop!" Two melodious voices rang out at the same time, crisp and melodious like orioles coming out of a valley.

Immediately after, two peerless figures suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lingchen.

"Boom, boom...!"

With two muffled, loud noises, Murong Yunhai was blasted into blood mist on the spot.

At this moment, countless people showed expressions of shock; Murong Yunhai was the number one powerhouse of the Great Yan Dynasty! Unexpectedly, he was instantly blasted into fragments by two beautiful women.

At this time, the members of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty all had looks of fear on their faces, a fear that seemed to penetrate into their bone marrow, making them tremble all over.

"Yang Lingchen, are you okay!" The Zhou Yunxi said with concern, her voice full of worry.

Yang Lingchen did not speak; his face carried a silly, happy smile, a smile filled with endless joy.

His firm eyes also gradually moistened at this moment, tears swirling in his eye sockets.

Feng Xueqing's face also wore a happy smile, a smile like a blooming Chun Hua, and tears of happiness flowed from her beautiful eyes, sliding down her fair cheeks like broken pearls.

They gazed at each other, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them; at this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.

A moment later, Yang Lingchen slowly opened his arms, his voice gentle and firm: "Wife Xueqing, I said that no matter where you go, I will bring you back."

At this moment, Feng Xueqing could no longer suppress her emotions and threw herself directly into Yang Lingchen's arms.

They hugged each other tightly, as if afraid that if they let go, they would lose each other; the embrace was so tight that it seemed they wanted to merge into each other's bodies.

Yang Lingchen gently stroked Feng Xueqing's beautiful face, the touch as smooth as silk, and then kissed her gently.

Feng Xueqing also responded clumsily to Yang Lingchen. In this instant, time seemed to stand still, and their memories slowly returned to some fragments of the past, recalling those beautiful moments, and the two could not help but laugh out loud.

"scoundrel, I knew you would find me!"

Feng Xueqing gently stroked Yang Lingchen's face, feeling this familiar face, her eyes filled with a dreamlike feeling, her gaze dazed and intoxicated.

"In this Universe, no one can separate us. Whoever dares to try to separate us, I will make them regret coming to this world."

Yang Lingchen's eyes revealed an Aura that looked down on everything, an Aura so domineering that people dared not look directly at it.

"I just like this boundless, domineering confidence of yours." Feng Xueqing laughed, her laughter as crisp and pleasant as silver bells.

Looking at the intimate Yang Lingchen and Feng Xueqing on the stage, a trace of loss flashed across Ye Wushuang's face below the stage, a loss that shrouded her face like a haze.

And on Liu Xueying's face, there was not the slightest change, still as calm as water.

"Ahem..., are you two treating me as transparent?" The Zhou Yunxi coughed lightly, with a bit of reproach on her face.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now!" Feng Xueqing smiled awkwardly, her smile tinged with a bit of shyness.

"Auntie? The Zhou Yunxi is your aunt?" Yang Lingchen said in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

"That's right!" Feng Xueqing said coquettishly, her voice full of intimacy.

"Hello, Auntie." Yang Lingchen smiled, his smile tinged with a bit of ingratiation.

"Stinky brat, you teased me before and asked me to marry you, and now you're calling me Auntie?" The Zhou Yunxi smiled charmingly, a smile full of allure.

"scoundrel, you dared to tease my aunt?" Feng Xueqing twisted hard on Yang Lingchen's waist with her jade hand, her face tinged with a bit of anger.

"Ah...! Wronged, absolutely wronged." Yang Lingchen screamed, and hurriedly explained, his expression urgent and helpless.

"scoundrel, tell me honestly, besides Nangong Yan, how many sisters does This Young Lady have now?"

Feng Xueqing's face tightened, and she looked at Yang Lingchen with a feigned fierce look, a gaze that seemed to see through his thoughts.

"Can we talk about this later?"

Yang Lingchen said with an awkward look, his eyes flickering, not daring to look directly at Feng Xueqing.

"No, tell This Young Lady clearly and honestly right now!" Feng Xueqing said coquettishly, her voice raised a bit, carrying an undeniable firmness.

"Five, I guess!" Yang Lingchen said casually, his tone a bit uncertain.

"scoundrel, how many exactly?" Feng Xueqing twisted hard again, her face full of anger.

"Six, just six!" Yang Lingchen said, his voice trembling slightly.

"Is there anyone I know?" Feng Xueqing pouted coquettishly, her eyes filled with a trace of curiosity.

"Yes!" Yang Lingchen said, his voice low.

"Who are they?" Feng Xueqing said, her tone urgent.

"Yan Yan, you know, and also the Palace Master Dongfang Yunbing." Yang Lingchen said, his voice getting quieter and quieter.

"scoundrel, you really have some tricks! Are there any in the Great Yan Academy?" Feng Xueqing pouted coquettishly, her face tinged with a bit of suspicion.

"Ahem..., no, absolutely not in the Great Yan Academy." Yang Lingchen coughed lightly and said with a bit of guilty conscience, his eyes drifting.

"Alright, let's go back to the academy first!" The Zhou Yunxi said, with a helpless smile on her face.