My talent is resurrection

Chapter 455 Dare to Speak
After Xian Ma pointed out this finger, he withdrew his hand and sat back in the distance without raising his head, closing his eyes and meditating.

"If you don't accept it, then pull two saints from the academy and let's find a place where no one is around and have a good fight. I want to see if you bastards who have lived for thousands of years still have the heart, can you fight?" can not fight!"

Xian Ma put his hands on his knees, lightly tapped his palms, and said again: "If you want to place more bets, it's their own lives, and the loser will stay behind closed doors for thousands of years and don't care about the world, how about it?"

Le Sheng wiped off the blood between his eyebrows, stepped lightly, and came back from a distance in an instant, facing the fresh horse, with a gloomy expression, but he didn't say anything, and continued to sit down.

"Heh, you don't dare to guess, you have a thick skin." Xian Ma sneered.

Le Sheng clenched his hands tightly, but his expression was relaxed, and he said softly: "The struggle between emotions is not advisable."

"Not advisable?" Fresh horse raised his head, looked at Le Sheng with extreme contempt, and asked: "A hundred years later, when the monster race invades China, can you also say the same thing to those supreme saints?"

Le Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, changed into a pleasant look, and persuaded: "There is no need to make the conflict between the two of us so rigid."

"Who told you it was a conflict between us?" Xian Ma looked at Le Sheng coldly, and said word by word: "It's Taoism and Xuegong."

Le Sheng frowned, and his voice sank, "So, you are looking down on my school. I think there are some things that I have to think about before I say them."

"Think about it?!" Xian Ma yelled angrily. He thought that Le Sheng was not pleasing to the eye, but couldn't help it anymore, and then cursed.

"Damn it, my Taoist sect has a total of twelve heavenly deities. Except for the four Taoists who stayed behind, they all went to the border. Among them, I was the only one who withdrew early due to serious injuries. I was lucky enough to survive, and the other seven all fell. At the border, he got on the world's number one Yao Tianchang!"

"My disciples of Taoism also suffered many casualties. Now the next generation can carry the big beam, only the little celestial master who is seriously injured and still lying in the Taoist temple. After the border with Tianguang Prefecture was broken, Chen Jiu, whose life and death are unknown, made Taoism If you don’t accept it, otherwise there will be no chance for you, the **** sword master of Xuegong, to appear on the stage!"

"As for the nine saints in your academy, only the most heroic wine saint died. You are so fucking desperate to save your life. You need me to think about it. I didn't directly kill you just now, that's enough to think about it!"

After Xian Ma's furious scolding, the onlookers on the scene fell silent, and no one dared to speak, for fear of attracting the attention of the academy or Taoism at this moment.

These two behemoths who have lived together for thousands of years, are they going to tear their skins apart?

The pattern of Middle-earth China is bound to change drastically.

The monks present thought so.

Le Sheng stood up, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said: "When the family was separated, it was you Taoists who wanted to choose Wuzhou and Tianguang Prefecture, but now you can't beat it, and you are blaming me on Xuegong again, it's really weird. "

Xian Ma raised his hand and pointed at Le Sheng, "Just say something more blunt, and I'll go to the academy right away. Since you like being fishermen so much, I'll drag you into the water first."

Le Sheng's complexion became more and more gloomy, he looked at the fresh horse with cold eyes, nodded frequently and said: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Three good words in a row.

His eyes flashed suddenly, and the two fingers of the fresh horse formed a sword, and with a monstrous intention, he took the flow of time and slashed towards Le Sheng's head.

Before the "sword" fell, the sky was split in half horizontally, and the thousands of miles of clouds were divided into left and right sides, and the stars of the universe could be seen on it.

Break empty!

Le Sheng gritted his teeth, pinched Xuegong Immortal Jue with one hand, his body was protected by golden light, and he pulled forward with the other hand, he dragged all the spiritual energy from the sky, sucked it into the air, and then the golden light overflowed from his mouth, and he opened his mouth .

Jinkou Yuyan!

The onlookers had already retreated for tens of miles, not wanting to be affected by the aftermath of the duel between the two supreme fighters and become futile ghosts.

This "sword" came, from top to bottom, slashed horizontally, first it cut on the golden light of Le Sheng's body protection, just for a moment, this school's great supernatural power and secret art of immortality couldn't bear it, and began to torment crack.

Le Sheng frowned, but fortunately, the jade words had already come out, and it was a technique that was infinitely close to the sound of the Great Dao, and it stuck firmly against the sword tip made of fresh horse's two fingers.

After a moment of stalemate, the surrounding ground began to shatter inch by inch, and the spiritual energy became extremely scarce.

Although the rest of the academy and Taoist disciples were impatient, they didn't dare to intervene to help. In this level of fighting, ordinary thirteen realms would not dare to get involved, let alone them.

"Who do you think can win?" A cultivator of heaven and man buried his head in the distance, watching the fight between Xianma and Lesheng cautiously and admiringly, and asked the people walking beside him.

"Fresh horse." The celestial being who was traveling with him replied without even thinking about it.

"how you said that?"

The heavenly man who answered Xianma lowered his head and lowered his voice, afraid of being heard by others, and replied: "You see, Le Sheng's pampered appearance doesn't look like a fierce fighter."

"Well, it makes sense." Another celestial being nodded and admitted.

Is Le Sheng fighting hard?

That must be formidable, the sage of the school palace, the person on the top of the thirteenth realm, and the only ones at the same level as him are the Taoist Tianzun and the great sage of the monster race.

But in the matter of fighting, it is not only about the realm.

Mentality, magical powers, killing power, etc., are all things to be considered in catching and killing.

Otherwise, he is also at the peak of the thirteenth realm, why is the old sword god Yao Tianchang number one in the world?
It is because the old sword god is the strongest in fighting against each other!
Taoism fights have always been stronger than Xuegong, this is a fact recognized by the entire Middle-earth China, after all, Taoism produces demon masters, and Xuegong produces literary talents, just by listening to it, you can know which side is the most powerful in the fight.

Although there are some fierce fighters in the academy, none of them are sanctified, and they are not even in the middle-earth world.

Because those few figures in the academy who fought hard don't seem to like the academy very much, and it has been a long time since they heard news of their return to Middle Earth.

While the two were talking, there was movement in the stalemate for a moment. The fresh horse stood on a high place, his eyes were red and bursting with divine light. The "sword" made of two fingers flashed suddenly, as if borrowing power from the long river of time, Using this as the edge of the sword, cut a gap in Le Sheng Yuyan.

"I told you that I learned swordsmanship from Yao Tianchang."

The fresh horse said so.

Then this "sword" sank and cut through the entire Yuyan. At this moment, it seemed that the sky was falling apart, and this "sword" was like a point in the Milky Way.

Settle down.

Le Sheng's eyes were full of "sword" light, and his tiny body was swallowed by the majestic sword light.

When he saw clearly again, he was already hundreds of miles away, his clothes were torn, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up, there was a deep stream stretching hundreds of miles in front of him.

Le Sheng is lying at the end of the deep stream, which is also the shallowest.

Xian Ma stood in front of him, "I told you not to bark, but you dare to be good, who will show the yin and yang weirdness, if you really don't want to accept it, just like I said before, call a few more people from the academy, and I will fight together .”

With a wave of Xianma's hand, half of the sky behind him turned red. He looked at Le Sheng very seriously, and said word by word.

"I'm not kidding."

(End of this chapter)