The Ten Lights of the Holy Emperor are powerful moves of the Holy Emperor Sect and a palm technique in the Holy Emperor's Skills.

Obviously, Changge's control over this palm is not very exquisite. Although it is very powerful and powerful, in Jue Peiran's eyes, this palm is undoubtedly full of flaws.

After the emergence of the Red Gate of Senran, the Ten Lights of the Holy Emperor were simply difficult to support, and they became fragmented and turned into a wave of air and blew away from all directions.

Be calm and calm, keep the air waves uninhibited, stand firmly in place.

But Changge didn't have such good luck. Originally, the Holy Emperor Ten Lights needed to be used to sacrifice it with his heart. This blow was broken, and his heart was turbulent. His breath surged. He was swept towards him by this terrifying wave of air. He immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body burst backward like a cannonball, smashing several giant trees heavily, lying in the ruins without knowing life and death.

When the disciples of the Holy Emperor Sect saw this scene, they were full of grief and anger, but when they looked at the indifferent Jue Nong Ran, they also felt a little fear in their hearts.

Changge is a very talented inner disciple of the Holy Emperor Sect. Although it is not among the top tier, it is also the elite level and the leader of their team. Seeing Changge being knocked down so easily, it will naturally be a huge blow to the disciples of the Holy Emperor Sect.

"I have never heard of who this guy is before!"

A disciple from the Holy Emperor Gate gritted his teeth and looked at Jue Peiran hatefully.

From the information, they did not see a person like Jue Peiran in Wuqing Sect, and naturally they didn't know where this guy who was so powerful that he was a bit terrible.

At this moment, Changge covered his wound and walked back with difficulty, looking down on his face, stopping the disciples of the Holy Emperor who still wanted to fight again, looking at Jue Peiran and said, "The victory and defeat have been decided. Our nameplate can be handed over to you. I hope you can stop killing innocent people again."

The victory or defeat has been decided, and such a cruel competition will naturally not leave any way out for the opponent.

It was because Changge knew this that his face was a little gray, and his eyes were even despair.

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want his fellow disciples to die because of his own failure.

"Want to beg for mercy? Or do you not want your junior brothers and sisters to lose their lives in vain?" Jue Peiran looked at Changge, his voice without any emotion, and this indifference did not come from victory, but was entirely because of his personality.

Changge smiled bitterly and said, "Killing me alone is enough. My junior brothers and sisters, even if they are alive, they cannot pose any threat to you."

"Senior Brother Changge!"

A woman with heroic eyes and eyes held Changge and said, "Don't talk nonsense to these guys. The Wuqing Sect is notorious, so naturally it is impossible to show mercy to our subordinates. Why bow your head and beg for mercy? It's better to fight to the death with them!"

After the woman said that, she immediately pulled out her weapons, and the other people also agreed, and she had a desperate intention.

Jue Peiran looked at the scene in front of him indifferently and said: "Yes, the true feelings between classmates, especially during life and death, are more valuable. This play is enough to make you seek bargaining chips for life. But--"

As he said that, Jue Peiran looked at Changge and said, "You are right. I can let go of your junior brothers and junior sisters who are not threatening, but I can't let you survive."

Although he had known this answer for a long time, Changge's face still turned dark and he didn't say anything.

He reached out to stop the excited junior sister and shook her head.

If he had the power to fight now, he would definitely not be so decadent, but Jue Peiran's method was too strong. With one move, the injuries in his body were stacked layer by layer and exploded, causing extremely terrible damage. If his cultivation was not pure, otherwise, if others had already died, how could they stand here and speak safely?

But even so, Changge still has no strength to fight anymore. He is now at the slaughter of others, hoping to exchange his life for the survival of his junior brothers and sisters.

Jue Peiran said: "I keep my word. As long as you die, your junior brothers and sisters will live."

He stared at Changge's depressed face and said, "The right to choose is in your hands, this is the greatest kindness I can give to the loser."

"Senior brother, no!"

The heroic woman gritted her teeth: "If you die here, what kind of face should we have to go back to see the master? Do you want us to be the kind of garbage that betrays our fellow disciples to live in the world?"

"Huaiyuan, remember not to be impulsive. Your nature is too easy to be impulsive, which makes me feel most at ease." Changge said in a deep voice, and then said, "As long as I die, I can live with you, then my life will be considered a matter of death. I know that the eldest disciple of the Wuqing Sect Master will not lie to me. Jue Peiran, I believe in you."

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and activated the last force, detonated the remaining trace of true energy in his body, and blew the war crystal into pieces from the inside!

A wave of gas came out of his body, sweeping away many disciples with slightly insufficient cultivation around him who could not stand firmly. The disciples of the Holy Emperor Sect, who were closest to him, were also knocked down by this momentum and looked at Changge in horror.

Jue Peiran didn't seem to have expected Changge to commit suicide so decisively. Crushing the Zhan Jing is the most direct and fastest way for cultivators to commit suicide. Once the Zhan Jing is destroyed, the cultivator's meridians will break inch by inch because they can't withstand the explosion of vital energy, and they will die completely until the heart meridians are shattered.

In other words, Changge, who was unable to support his body and lay on the ground, is not far from death now.

A rare admiration flashed in Jue Peiran's eyes and said lightly: "Let them go."

"Senior Brother Jue, this does not match the orders of the eldest brother-in-law-"

A disciple of Wuqing Sect hesitated for a few seconds and couldn't help but say.

Jue Peiran turned his head and looked at him and asked, "Are you questioning me?"

"I dare not--" The disciple's heart chills and lowers his head.

"Senior Brother Hua is reclining nearby. If he is dissatisfied with my behavior, he will naturally appear and organize me. But now since he has not stopped it, it means he also agrees with my behavior. Let this group of people go."

Jue Peiran waved his hand, looked at Changge's eyes that had gradually closed, and said, "A warrior who dares to exchange his own life for other people's lives is worthy of my commitment."

"Jueliran!"

Suddenly, the woman named Huaiyuan rushed towards Jue Peiran in extreme anger, punched her out, and the fist wind filled with anger swept away the ten feet of dust in front of Jue Peiran.

With a heavy punch, it fell into Jue Peiran's palm. Huaiyuan was so angry that he ignored the gap in strength between the two and said hatefully: "Die!"

"Woman, do you want to challenge my patience?" Jue Peiran frowned, and suddenly withdrew his palm holding Huaiyuan's fist, and the bones were slightly cracked.

Huaiyuan's face turned pale, and the true energy in his body was not controlled and flowed backward, causing significant internal injuries.

This is a method of suppressing each other with an absolute strong realm. If it plays a role, it will even prevent the opponent from exerting his true energy.

This trick is also the pressure that is spread to the magnificent.

From the pressure from powerful cultivators over low-level cultivators.

Huaiyuan knelt on the ground, his eyes still full of hatred, and he stared at Jue Peiran.

But Jue Peiran didn't care at all and said, "If you don't cherish the vitality that your senior brother exchanged for you with his life, then I don't mind sending you with him."

After saying that, Jue Peiran threw her back to the disciples of the Holy Emperors and said lightly: "If you don't leave my sight, don't blame me for going back on your word."

"Huaiyuan, don't be impulsive!"

Just as Huaiyuan was about to move, another disciple of the Holy Emperor Sect pulled her and shook her head.

Huaiyuan looked at the other fellow disciples and saw that everyone looked a little sad and angry, but the joy of the life after the disaster could not be hidden in their eyes.

"Okay, take your senior brother, let's go!" Huaiyuan suddenly felt a little discouraged. With the help of his fellow disciples, he stood up and stared at Jue Peiran for a few seconds, as if he wanted to engrave this face deep in his mind and remember it in his soul.

"This is the cruelty of the Three Six Huiwu."

Bai Yang, who was watching all this in the dark, sighed. Although he was very pity for the man named Changge, even if he took action himself, he was not sure that he could defeat Jue Peiran.

He had a feeling that Jue Peiran was still hiding his strength. His strength was definitely more than just showing it.

This premonition has always been very accurate, and it also allowed him to escape many disasters when he was in the Demon Swallowing Land.

"What, I'm scared? If you want to quit now, it's still time."

Ning Chen looked at Bai Yang with some sarcasm and said coldly: "And if you want to quit, I won't stop you, because you have lost the qualification to be killed by me."

Bai Yang glanced at her and smiled and said, "You said I'll leave you now, what will they do with you?"

"You can try it." Ning Chen was fearless: "You won't do this. If you want to kill me, you can do it long ago. You don't have to wait until now to let me die at the hands of others."

"Maybe I just don't want to offend Li Tiangong? It's better to let you die in the hands of others than to let you die in my hands, and then Li Tiangong finds me on the head. I don't think even Li Tiangong can detect the trick of killing people with a knife, right?" Bai Yang smiled slightly, patted Ning Chen's shoulder, and saw that her face turned slightly worse, and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Ning Chen glared at him, but did not continue to speak.

The disciples of Wuqing Sect below were already cleaning the battlefield and began to count the nameplate they obtained.

In this battle, more than ten people died in the Holy Emperor Sect. In addition to those who surrendered before, their Wuqing Sect got a total of more than twenty names, which should be considered the top three. Even if they are not the top three, they will definitely not fall out of the top ten.

"Senior brother, we had a small team of people who died before. According to the reward, it should be the ones from Xuanjian Sect who took action."

A disciple of Wuqing Sect walked to Jue Peiran and said, "I went to check the information of Xuanjian Sect. They seemed to have no stronger disciples except the young lady of the Ye family who was outstanding in the first competition and the young man named Bai Yang. I want to kill the people from our team, which is one of them."

Jue Peiran frowned and said, "Several people died."

"All ten people in a small team were killed." After the disciple said this, he felt a little embarrassed.

As the second largest sect in the world, their Wuqing Sect will actually be destroyed by a small sect from the 6th of Nanhuang. If this matter is spread, regardless of whether there are any powerful disciples in the Xuanjian Sect, their Wuqing Sect will become a laughing stock.

Although Jue Peiran doesn't care much about these, he also knows that his eccentric senior brother cares very much about face, and the nameplate of ten people in a small team is enough to affect the current ranking. In any case, they must investigate the deaths of these ten people.

"What should I do, Senior Brother." The disciple saw Jue Peiran seemed to be thinking about something, so he asked tentatively.

Jue Peiran shook his head and said, "Don't act rashly first. If it is proved that it was done by Xuanjian Sect, it will not be too late to find them. We don't need to make enemies with powerful sects now. As far as I know, the Xuanjian Sect also has several more powerful disciples. If there is a real conflict, coupled with Ye Huayan and the boy named Bai Yang, it will cause great inconvenience to our plan."

"Then let's just forget about this?"

The disciple was a little unwilling.

Jue Peiran looked at him and said, "No, I'm just stranded for the time being. If we want to take revenge, we can find Xuanjian Sect to avenge anytime and anywhere in this competition. There is no need to hurry at this moment."

"What's more," Jue Peiran looked deep in the ancient forest. It was the place where the eldest brother Hua Bieqing rested. After looking at it, he turned his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If Senior Brother Hua knew about this, do you think with his temper, wouldn't you avenge those ten people?"

The disciple felt a little relieved when he heard this and nodded: "Yes, senior brother."

"Yeah, go."

Jue Peiran waved.

Then, he glanced at a giant tree about ten feet away, and a playful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From the beginning, the two auras hidden on the tree could not escape his observation, but the two did not show any hostility, and Jue Peiran naturally did not do that extraneous thing.

However, his eyes and his playful smile were still revealed by Bai Yang who had been observing him.

Bai Yang smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that this person's feeling was so keen that he had already appeared."

"That's right, use your sword to compete with him and see which of you two is stronger." Ning Chen said indifferently: "If you are killed by him, it will save me some trouble."
To be continued...