Ye Hongyu was silent when he thought about the two previous battles.
Now in the Xiling Temple, she is the person who has the deepest cultivation of divine arts, but she found that the people in the South China Sea are worthy of being the descendants of the light six hundred years ago. Zhao Nanhai's attainments in divine arts are even stronger than himself.
The fight between Leb and the lean man in the South China Sea had already had a vague feeling of the battle between Tang and Xiahou back then. Leb is worthy of being the number one martial arts master in Wang Ting, and the lean man is also
Where can I learn this skill?
She was thinking about these things in the divine chariot, and the subordinates of the judging department looked at her outside the divine chariot, waiting for her order. At this time, the formation between Taoshan was ready, and two thousand escort cavalry had gathered and prepared.
The charge began, and hundreds of black-clad deacons had already begun to prepare to collect the bodies of people from the South China Sea.
At this moment, the voice of the South China Sea girl sounded in front of the altar. Her tone was very natural, and she was proud because of her calmness, so Ye Hongyu raised her eyebrows.
The priest of the Judgment Officer and the black-clothed deacons around the Divine Chariot looked even more ugly. Just after the divine throne gave the order, they would activate the formation and kill all the arrogant people from the South China Sea.
Ye Hongyu looked at the little girl outside the chariot quietly, as if she saw the proud herself many years ago, but she did not order the ruling department to take action, but instead had a murderous intention when Meishan was gradually calming down.
Chen Pipi has been sitting on the altar. Because of the return of the people in the South China Sea, the offering of his Light Festival seemed to be about to be forgotten. He was very satisfied with his current situation. Since he could not guess the reality that his father transferred the Light of the South China Sea back to Taoshan.
The reason is that it is great as long as you ensure that you are still alive for the time being.
He asked the Xiling Shenwei, who was guarding the altar, to get some tea and melon seeds, and naturally no one paid attention to it, but he still watched the show with relish until he heard what the girl in the South China Sea said.
Looking at the healthy skin color and beautiful eyebrows of the South China Sea girl, he sighed twice, thinking that she was quite beautiful, why did she mess with that woman? Isn’t it a pity to die like this?
The girl from the South China Sea did not notice his expression, and looked at Ye Hongyu in the divine chariot and said, "I have been practicing Taoism since I was a child. At the age of seventeen, I am the youngest realm in the world besides my cousin. I heard that you practice it too.
The magical technique has only been known for nearly twenty years. So what qualifications are there to sit in front of me?"
The people in the field were shocked to see her dare to speak this to the verdict chariot before, and they were shocked when they heard her say that she was seventeen and knew her fate. However, when they looked at the girl in the South China Sea, there was a little more pity and sympathy.
I mocked her, but I don’t know who the cousin she mentioned was.
It is of course a very rare thing for a practitioner to know his destiny at the age of seventeen. Apart from the academy and Zhishouguan, it is difficult to find such an example. The girl in the South China Sea has her own reasons for being so proud.
However, everyone in the world of cultivation knows that the dictatorship of the God of the current throne was not unable to know his fate at the age of seventeen. She just suppressed the realm in the Cave Xuan Realm with great determination, waiting for the most perfect opportunity to break the realm. What is this required
What a terrifying state of mind? What a powerful will?
It is precisely because of this that the Taoist cynical Ye Hongyu truly surpassed the category of young geniuses of cultivators. He reached the peak of his destiny for several years, becoming the ruling master who everyone admired.
There are many geniuses in the world in the world, but who can truly reach Ye Hongyu's position? How can such a person be able to compete with ordinary young geniuses?
The girl from the South China Sea felt the eyes of everyone in the field, and was a little puzzled, thinking why she was unable to show praise and exclamation, but instead she only received pity and mockery?
She thought that it must be because the Central Plains practice community was afraid of Ye Hongyu's status and deliberately used this emotion to influence her state of mind. She became more and more angry and wanted to call out her natal Taoist sword.
At the beginning, Zhao Nanhai did not stop her from making any words to mock Ye Hongyu, because he knew that his daughter was indeed a genius of cultivation, and he also believed that Ye Hongyu became the ruling priest at such a young age, which did not mean that she was so powerful.
It can only indicate the current decline of the Xiling Temple.
The South China Sea lineage is located in the South China Sea. It only knows the general situation of the Central Plains practice world, but does not understand the specific situation. It was not until Zhao Nanhai saw the expressions of everyone in the field that he realized that there seemed to be some problems.
He reached out and called his daughter, looked at Ye Hongyu in the chariot of Judgment and said, "The little girl is arrogant and does not know the height of the sky and the earth are thick. Please forgive me."
Everyone did not expect him to say this, nor did they expect the person to say immediately: "If the rules of the temple have not changed, I remember to judge the position of the throne of the gods and ask for it in the blood."
The red fish in the divine chariot sat quietly with her jaws. Listening to Zhao Nanhai's words, his eyes lit up and said, "If you can kill me, you will sit on the Mo Yu God's throne."
The inheritance of the Black Jade God's throne in the Temple of Judgment has always been with death. The alternation of each Master of Judgment is a bloody and tragic history.
Ye Hongyu was able to become the ruling priest because she killed her former ruling priest. Of course, she could completely ignore Zhao Nanhai's challenge, but who is she?
She is Ye Hongyu, and her favorite thing is to fight against the strong. Since she had seen that Zhao Nanhai had extremely profound attainments in divine arts, how could she not be able to fight?
However, it was not Zhao Nanhai who went to fight, but a middle-aged fisherman-like man. This time everyone noticed that this person was ranked fourth in the queue of all the people in the South China Sea.
The people in the South China Sea ranked fourth and wanted to sit on the Black Jade God's throne? Everyone looked at the black, thin and short middle-aged man, frowned and thought that it was really overestimating their ability.
However, after the middle-aged man walked out of the queue, his thin right hand slowly stretched out his red-robed robe. He only heard a clear sword roar, and a Taoist sword came from nowhere, floating in the sky.
The Taoist sword appears, and a solemn aura naturally reveals a thin, dark middle-aged fisherman. The autumn wind in Taoshan makes his robe sleeves flutter slightly, making him look like a grandmaster!
In the field, everyone would no longer think that this person was overestimating his abilities. The sword in the sheath on Liu Yiqing's waist buzzed faintly. He closed his eyes and felt the sword intent coming from the air, confirming that he was not the opponent of this person!
Ye Hongyu sat in the chariot and saw that it was not Zhao Nanhai who was going to fight, so she couldn't help but frown slightly. However, since the middle-aged man had already set off the sword, she was too lazy to let the other party change him again.
She and Ning Que always said that they would fight whenever they wanted, and refused to say a word of nonsense. They waved their sleeves casually, and a sword light broke through the chariot and stabbed the middle-aged man directly.
The Taoist sword came very suddenly. The young girl from the South China Sea scolded: The sneak attack is shameless! The middle-aged man looked solemn and began to dance before the altar!
Ye Hongyu's sword was as sharp as ever, and he stabbed the middle-aged man's face with a domineering force. A deaf buzzing sound rang out in the air on the front plaza of Taoshan.
The middle-aged man was dancing. He was very thin, black and short, so he looked particularly funny when he danced, but his master style was not slightly damaged. The extremely thin Taoist sword in the air followed his dance.
Suddenly disappeared in the air and came to the front of the divine chariot along the strange curve!
The trajectory of this human Taoist sword is too mysterious. It is not a straight line or a curve. It is more like the swimming fish in the depths of the sea. It is suddenly in front, then steeply and then turns, and it is impossible to guess where it is going.
This is probably the sword intent that the South China Sea lineage has been acquainted with the sea water all year round.
Ye Hongyu didn't expect that this person's sword would be so strange. He frowned and thought out loud. The sword light returned in response to the thought, and he almost blocked the other party's sword before the Divine Chariot.
Only a very light sound could be heard, and the blood-colored curtain gauze at the front of the divine chariot was torn apart. This crack was inconspicuous, but it meant that Ye Hongyu had lost half a move.
The Taoist sword swept back to the air above the middle-aged man's head, ready to attack.
In the verdict, Ye Hongyu sat upright slowly.
She was the ruling priest, and she lost half of the trick at the beginning. It was really hard to imagine. The small crack in the blood-colored curtain looked a little embarrassed in people's eyes.
Ye Hongyu looked at the middle-aged man outside the chariot, and his expression gradually faded. He was not solemn as the enemy, but his emotions were as cold as frost and his murderous intent gradually faded like wind and snow.
The girl from South China Sea Xiaoyu looked at the chariot and said, "The great priest ruler is just that."
Previously, her father Zhao Nanhai and Wang Ting did not take advantage of the battle. The sixth senior brother lost to General Leb. General Leb said that the successor of the Nanhai was just like this. At this time, he saw that the fourth senior brother defeated Ye Hongyu in half a move.
She returned the sentence to the Xiling Temple intact.
Ye Hongyu ignored her, held her jaw and closed her eyes again, and her sword flew back to her knees and quietly. She no longer looked at the middle-aged man with amazing swordsmanship, and her sword no longer paraded.
In the air, he was ready to resist the middle-aged man's sword with a weird sword.
Everyone in Taoshan Qianping didn't know what she wanted to do.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly.
At this moment, the wind and rain suddenly broke out in front of Taoshan. It was not really wind and rain, because there was no rain falling, in fact there was only the violent wind and the majestic sound of rain.
The sound of the strong wind is the sword rising, and the sound of the heavy rain is the sword coming out.
Ye Hongyu was still closing his eyes, and the Taoist sword was still on his knees, but thousands of white turbulent flows came out of the blood-colored chariot and stabbed the middle-aged man in front of the altar.
Every white turbulence is a virtual sword.
She closed her eyes, but there was the starlight of divineness in her eyes, and she had seen through the division of the aura of heaven and earth in the front floor of Taoshan. She did not move her sword, but thousands of swords appeared.
Thousands of swords came out, and the second layer of the formation covering Taoshan emitted a faint light. Even the formation appeared on its own. You can imagine the power of these sword rains.
The middle-aged man shouted in a deep voice and summoned the Dao Sword to protect his body. He saw that the Dao Sword was extremely thin, like a swimming fish, instantly radiating infinite light, and secretly protecting his body.
Only countless crisp sounds could be heard, and thousands of virtual swords kept falling like rain, wrapping the middle-aged man in it. However, the thin lightsword in front of the middle-aged man was never dim.
Use Xiling's magic technique to enter the sword path!
Everyone was shocked again, thinking that they were indeed the authentic successor of the South China Sea Light. Faced with the violent sword force of the Judgment God's throne, there was no sign of defeat!
The girl from the South China Sea looked at Ye Hongyu in the divine chariot and said, "Everyone said you are amazing, that's all?"
Ye Hongyu held his jaw and closed his eyes in the chariot, and did not look at her, nor did he look at the middle-aged man with a sword shining brightly, because she knew that the middle-aged man was dead.
Since the completion of the swordsmanship, she has only used this method twice. Last time, before Qingxia, she used tens of thousands of swords, which only trapped Jun Mo for a moment, and today she has only produced thousands of swords.
But where can I find a second Jun Mo in the world?
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