I am the prince in the heavens

Chapter 239 Haotian Shenhui
Immediately afterwards, the petals on the peach branch fell one by one until it turned into a bare black branch, and the fallen petals seemed to have life, constantly circling and dancing, more and more !
Not long after, the young man seemed to be in a world made up of peach blossoms. If Long Qing was not still in a coma, if he saw the current scene, he might be hit again.

Seeing this situation, Ye Hongyu also became serious, and the vitality of the whole body was turbulent, continuously condensing into substance, turning into countless flying swords, forming a circle.

One of the two is in the sea of ​​flowers, and the other is in the world of swords!
The bare peach branch was like a baton in the young man's hands, and he began to command the petals all over the sky, attacking Ye Hongyu, the petals were attacking at 360 degrees without dead ends.

Ye Hongyu also controlled the flying sword to form a solid barrier, constantly strangling the petals. In just an instant, the two sides had already collided countless times.

The world shook, and on the small arena, it was like countless fireworks exploding at the same time, making people dazzled.

The arena made of marble was quickly flattened by the violent collision, and even the defensive formation made by the great priest was covered with cracks and might break at any time.

This is no longer a confrontation in the realm of Dongxuan, but a confrontation of actual fate-knowing strength.

Above the stands, the High Priest of Judgment looked at the two people who were fighting, his expression was a bit ugly. Over the years, his position of the Judgment Division in the Xiling Temple has always been the first among the three divisions, and his position as the High Priest in the Xiling Temple is also second only to Yu Zhangjiao, he is very intoxicated by the pleasure of pointing fingers at other countries. To him, he and Zhangjiao are the gods of all people.

But the two boys and girls in front of him made him feel a strong crisis.

At this time, he felt more and more that if he didn't do something, his position would probably be lost. He turned his head to look at the masked Headmaster Xiling, and after the two looked at each other, they said nothing.

The confrontation on the field is still going on.

The pink petals were like ocean waves, wave after wave, constantly washing over the barrier of Ye Hongyu's sword.And Ye Hongyu's sword was equally powerful, constantly smashing the influx of flower petals.

It seemed that no matter how many petals there were, they couldn't break through her sword formation defense, but it was just that they couldn't break through. Ye Hongyu's sword also couldn't get close to the young man in front of him.

The scene in front of me turned into a teenager attacking and a girl defending, which seemed to be a tense scene.

But from the beginning to the end, the girl can only keep defending. Every time she wants to expand the barrier of the flying sword, she will be firmly suppressed. She can only form a circle with the flying sword to prevent her from defending herself!

The two sides had been in a stalemate for a long time, but they still had nothing to do with each other, Feihua couldn't break through Ye Hongyu's defense, and Feijian couldn't stay three feet away from her.

Ye Hongyu was waiting, when her opponent's thought power was exhausted, it was her time to fight back.

But the young man didn't want to wait any longer, and slowly lifted the black branch in his hand. In the shocked eyes of everyone, the black branch seemed to be injected with energy, becoming brighter and whiter!
In the end, the originally black branches turned into the most extreme white, like a scepter, sacred and dazzling!Can't look straight!

The young man let go of his hand slowly, and the pure white branch flew out in an instant, flying towards Ye Hongyu in diameter.

With a ding, the white branch was like a needle, piercing the circular flying sword barrier, and the sky and the earth shook. At this moment, the flying sword barrier was like an ice cube nailed into it, with countless cracks all over it.

In the end, it began to shatter inch by inch. No matter how Ye Hongyu stimulated the vitality of the world and how he controlled the flying sword, he still couldn't shake the white light in front of him!

The white light slowly approached her, until the light hovered between his brows, and she realized clearly that the so-called light was actually a peach branch in the boy's hand!

At this time, she knew in her heart that she had lost this battle, and she had lost completely. From the beginning to the end, she did not pose any threat to the opponent!He couldn't even make the other party take a step back.

The light dissipated, the previous sea of ​​flowers slowly dissipated, and the petals that had dispersed before began to return to the branches one by one.Then it flew straight back into the boy's hands!

The peach branch in his hand turned into a peach blossom branch again, as if the previous sea of ​​flowers and the previous white light were like an illusion!
At the same time, the priests in the stands instantly stood up and exclaimed in disbelief:

"That is, Haotian Shenhui? How is it possible!"

Especially the priests of the Guangming Palace, tears welled up in their eyes at this moment. It has been many years since the priest of Guangming was imprisoned in the You Pavilion, no one in Xiling can really use Haotian Shenhui in the true sense, even if he can The use is also pitiful.But now, the young man in front of him not only used the Haotian divine brilliance, but also used it so well, I am afraid that even the priests of the Guangming Temple, or even other great priests, would not be able to use such pure Haotian divine brilliance, right?

The priests folded their palms together and put them on top of their heads, shouting in the most pious tone:
"The light is immortal! Haotian will last forever!"

Everyone present also stood up at this moment, shouting:
"The light is immortal! Haotian will last forever!"

In the eyes of believers who believe in Haotian, the status of young people in their hearts is rising infinitely!Haotian is a god, and those who can communicate with Haotian are also gods in their hearts!
Ye Hongyu was still immersed in the failure just now, and couldn't help but become curious about the young man in front of him. First he used sword energy, and then he used the fighting method of Nianshi. Purely, she felt a kind of magnanimity in that dazzling light, upright and grand, selfless and fearless!

More importantly, she still felt the sword intent in it, and the opponent was able to integrate the Haotian Shenhui into the way of the sword. At this time, she couldn't help but think that if this boy was given a sword, his strength would become more powerful. How powerful.

With the flying sword sheathed back, Ye Hongyu folded his hands together,

"The light is immortal! Haotian will last forever!"

This battle, the loser is convinced!

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of countless believers, the young man left calmly. At this time, no one said he was arrogant anymore. This is the attitude that the Son of God should have.

Since then, Zhao Yun has been regarded as the son of light of Xiling by believers, and the halo on his head is better than all young people in the world.

All the priests of the Temple of Light have thrown olive branches at him, hoping that he can become the new Great Priest of Light after Wei Guangming, be obeyed by the world, and even reach the unprecedented realm of apocalypse, which is not impossible.

Of course, all of this has to be approved by the great priest Wei Guangming first. The priests of the Guangming Palace began to do homework for both parties, hoping that Wei Guangming could meet this Guangming Palace and even the hope of Xiling as soon as possible.

But when he was looking for Zhao Yun, he found that the boy had disappeared. It turned out that after defeating Ye Hongyu, the direct disciple of Zhishouguan, the senior management of Zhishouguan let him enter the practice of Zhishouguan and became another direct disciple!
Let the people in the Guangming Palace beat their feet and chests. Although entering the Zhishou Temple does not mean that they cannot enter the third division of Xiling, but if the other party sees a broader world of practice, it is still unknown whether they will consider the priesthood of Xiling. In the eyes of those who have broken through the five realms, even the head teacher of Xiling is not very attractive.

The incident of the Son of Light was rumored in the world of Haotian.

As for the protagonist, the young man looked at the heavenly book in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his heart:

"Ontology, when will you close the net? It's been five years, do you know how I have lived these five years? If I don't close the net, I will become their boss..."

(End of this chapter)