Chapter 96: A First-Class Warrior, Is that All?

Pei Xuanjing's opponent was a second-grade warrior of the Maitreya Sect. With his current strength, it would not take much effort to kill him.

And Du Chongyun's sudden attack and the assassination of the emperor were blocked by the old eunuch.

The fight between the two first-grade warriors attracted the attention of everyone present, and no one noticed that Pei Xuanjing had already killed a second-grade warrior with his sword.

It was at this time that Gong Xingqiu repelled the three people and went straight to the emperor's carriage.

Pei Xuanjing chose to attack without hesitation. On the one hand, it was to protect the emperor, and on the other hand, it was also the most important purpose. He wanted to see where the gap between himself and the first-grade warrior was now, whether he could defeat the strong with the weak, and really kill the first-grade warrior as said in the life simulation.

Seeing Pei Xuanjing blocking in front of him, Gong Xingqiu was shocked at first, thinking that the information he had obtained was wrong, and there was another first-grade warrior in the team this time.

But when he realized that Pei Xuanjing was only a second-grade warrior, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"A mere second-rank warrior dares to stop me. He is really courting death." Gong Xingqiu shouted, and then slapped out with his palm: "Get out of here!"

Facing Gong Xingqiu's angry palm, Pei Xuanjing's expression remained unchanged!

Huh!

The air waves were surging, the true qi was urging, the blood and qi burst out, and his body became visibly stronger.

The eighth level of Dragon Elephant Art was fully running, his muscles, bones, skin and membranes were tense and agitated, his internal organs, blood and marrow were vibrating with an inexplicable rhythm, and his blood was boiling.

The giant spirit shook the mountain!

With a palm slap, the power of the ten elephants in his body was activated. With the blessing of true qi and blood and qi, it seemed to carry the power to destroy the mountains, and even the air made bursts of roaring and explosions.

Such powerful blood and strength!

Gong Xingqiu's pupils shrank, and the hairs on his body almost stood up.

Such powerful blood and strength, he had almost never seen in his life, and it seemed like the power that could only be exerted by the Dragon Elephant Art that was rumored to be practiced.

Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by Pei Xuanjing's palm, and they were shocked by the power he burst out.

Even the old eunuch and Du Chongyun who were fighting each other could not help but look sideways. The two first-grade warriors did not expect that a mere second-grade warrior could burst out such power.

The most surprised person in the field was not someone else, but Qingyangzi who was standing aside because of serious injuries.

It should be clear that the seventh and eighth levels of the Dragon Elephant Art were handed over to Pei Xuanjing by him personally.

And he also knew best that when Pei Xuanjing entered the martial arts academy, the other party's Dragon Elephant Art had only been cultivated to the sixth level.

Even so, being able to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Art to the sixth level at such a young age has already made him look sideways.

It should be clear that although the Dragon Elephant Art is simple to get started and not difficult to practice, it is a skill that requires hard work and is also the most time-consuming skill.

But now, what did he see.

The other party has cultivated this skill to the eighth level in just two years, no, less than two years.

Such talent is unprecedented and unheard of.

Could it be that the Dragon Elephant Kungfu was tailor-made for the other party?

Apart from this insight, Qingyangzi had no answer.

No one knew what Qingyangzi was thinking.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the collision between Pei Xuanjing and Gong Xingqiu.

Gong Xingqiu, who was at the center of the storm, was actually the most shocked one. He was shocked by the huge power and blood that Pei Xuanjing had burst out.

However, the situation was now a foregone conclusion. Facing this palm, he had no possibility of evasion and could only choose to fight head-on.

Blood burst out, and the power was even better.

Boom!

The two palms intersected, and an unprecedented collision broke out.

Puff!

Gong Xingqiu, a first-grade warrior who ranked at the top of the Ming Dynasty warriors, was repelled by a palm from a mere second-grade warrior, and he spurted blood from his mouth.

This scene made everyone stunned!

The smoke and dust dissipated.

"First-grade warrior, is that all?" Pei Xuanjing said lightly.

The impact just now even shattered his headband. At this moment, his long hair fluttered in the wind, his robes rustled, one hand pressed the hilt of the sword, and the other hand was behind his back, looking heroic.

Everyone looked at the young man who was like a god or a demon with inexplicable eyes.

With just this palm, Pei Xuanjing's status has been established.

At this moment, everyone knew it in their hearts.

Since then, a peerless genius has appeared in the Ming Dynasty, a strong man who has the strength of the first grade although he has not yet broken through the first grade.

Any first-grade warrior is famous in the Ming Dynasty, and their names will be remembered by all forces, both fearful and respectful.

From now on, all forces in the territory of the Ming Dynasty will know that a new strong man has been born, and Pei Xuanjing's name will spread to all forces in the world.

"Ah!"

Gong Xingqiu roared to the sky, as if he was venting his anger.

He looked at Pei Xuanjing with a strong murderous intent in his eyes!

At this moment, his murderous intent towards Pei Xuanjing has surpassed that of the emperor.

He temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​assassinating the emperor, and had only one goal in mind, to kill the young man in front of him.

Because Gong Xingqiu knew that he had become a stepping stone today.

He had become a stepping stone for the other party to become famous.

In the future, no matter who mentioned the other party, they would also mention him and his shame today.

Therefore, only by killing this young man could he wash away the shame that the other party had brought to him.

"Today, I will kill you!" Gong Xingqiu's cold voice sounded.

Even Du Chongyun did not stop Gong Xingqiu's actions, because he knew that if it were him, he would make the same choice.

Warriors, especially those at their level, each have their own unique pride, which is why they can stand out from hundreds of millions of warriors.

For them, face is sometimes more important than life and death.

Gong Xingqiu's choice may not be in line with the plan of Maitreya, but he cannot stop the other party's actions, and even the leader himself has no reason to stop it.

Facing Gong Xingqiu's rage, Pei Xuanjing's face did not change, and he said lightly:

"It just so happens that I also intend to kill you, and use your life to establish my reputation."

For Pei Xuanjing, killing a first-grade warrior at the level of a second-grade warrior is undoubtedly a matter that can establish his reputation, and it can also deter the villains and save a lot of trouble.

"Then come!"

Gong Xingqiu shouted, spread out his five fingers, and the scimitar fell into his hand.

The inner Qi exploded, the blood boiled, and a strong sword Qi slashed at Pei Xuanjing.

Clang!

Pei Xuanjing drew his sword, the Qi and blood flowed at the same time, urging the magic weapon to bloom with infinite sword Qi, and the sword light was sharp, covering Gong Xingqiu.

Boom!

Boom!

The collision of the sword Qi and the sword Qi, the sword light and the sword light intertwined and danced.