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Meng Zheng\'s eyes were ashen, and the despair of impending death welled up in his heart. However, there was also a sense of relief. Death was the beginning of another reincarnation, but it was also the end of a lifetime\'s tribulations.

This was Ling Chuxi\'s ultimate Dao of martial arts, the Dao of reincarnation.

"BOOM!" With a muffled groan, Meng Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.

The Cang Yuan Seven Swords had finally broken through Meng Zheng\'s body condensation state defense.

The sword projection\'s momentum did not decrease as it continued to slash toward Meng Zheng. Since Meng Zheng had the intention to kill her, Ling Chuxi naturally would not be polite.

With his defense broken, Meng Zheng was clearly unable to withstand another attack.

"We admit defeat!" Seeing that Meng Zheng was about to lose his life under Luo Chen sword, the Meng family head let out a loud cry and jumped up. With a flash of light, he drew out a three-foot-long blade and blocked in front of Meng Zheng.

This long blade was obviously a spirit tool. It was heavy and had an extremely strong defense. The Cang Yuan sword light landed heavily on the blade, making a sound of metal clashing.

Dust flew in all directions. A deep pit was actually blasted out of the huge competition stage by the surging airflow. After a while, the dust and smoke dispersed, and the grey abyss sword light had disappeared.

"We admit defeat for this round!" The Meng family head looked at Ling Chuxi deeply, threw out a storage bag, and helped Meng Zheng down the stage.

Victory and defeat had been decided, but that shocking sword strike was still imprinted in people\'s eyes for a long time. If it was said that they had guessed the beginning but not the end of the previous round, then they had guessed neither the beginning nor the end of this round. Up until now, they still did not dare to believe that Ling Chuxi was really a martial arts cultivator and not a spell cultivator as they had mistakenly thought. She was also not a martial arts tool cultivator. Perhaps she was indeed a cultivator of both martial arts and sorcery, or even all three, but they had not seen her sorcery.

However, now, other than a little regret, they were more puzzled. With Ling Chuxi\'s strength at the late stage of the monarch level, how could she display such a terrifying sword power and such a powerful domain?

In their shock and confusion, they even forgot to cheer. The entire martial arts practice field was still silent.

"Hahaha, you won, right? I told you that Chuxi would definitely win. Do You Believe Me Now? meixiu, let\'s go and collect the money." LAN Xinyu\'s excited and proud laughter broke the silence of the scene.

"I believe you, I believe you." Family head Xu and the others finally came back to their senses and stood up one after another, clapping their hands.

The other disciples of the Xu family also woke up and let out a deafening cheer.

They had won. The Xu family had won the last round. Although the Xu family had been glorious for many years, firmly occupying a position among the three major families, and had attracted the jealousy of many people, the Xu family had never been so glorious since ancient times. Not to mention four consecutive victories, even the insufferably arrogant Meng family had to admit defeat and give in to them.

Influenced by them, the entire martial arts practice field broke out in a warm applause. No matter how these aristocratic families schemed and schemed against each other, at this moment, Ling Chuxi still used her strength to subdue all the young cultivators present. The strong were respected, and this was the eternal truth of the Qing-Yun realm.

At this moment, all eyes were on Ling Chuxi, but she just stood there with a face of indifference. And this scene was deeply imprinted in the history of the small realm.

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