The Conceited Su Qilin!

At that moment, Su Qilin held the Purple Sun Sword in his hand in the arena!

His aura changed abruptly, giving him the feeling that an ancient sword immortal had descended.

The tens of thousands of people present were all shocked by his aura. Even the big shots of the ten high sects were no exception. Their gazes were still fixed on the Purple Sun Sword in his hand.

What no one noticed was that the First Peak's Peak Master, Old Man Mysterious Sword, and Elder Heaven Sword looked at Su Qilin with even more respect.

On the other hand, the eyes of the Sword Sect's Sect Master, Ling Xuanzi, erupted with bright light.

"Ye Wushuang!"

A voice that was like the might of the heavens resounded throughout the entire First Peak, "I have to say, you've really surprised me!

"I have to admit that I've underestimated you!"