I am the prince in the heavens

Chapter 317: One Enemy Three
Xiong Chumo, who was sitting on the first seat, remained motionless, but Zhao Nanhai, who was beside him, moved, pulled out the iron sword he was carrying, and swung a sword energy that was also full of light.

Zhao Nanhai, a cultivator at the pinnacle of Fate, the descendant of the Great Priest of the South China Sea 600 years ago, Chen Pipi's grandfather.The cultivators of the Nanhai faction combined Haotian Shenhui with swordsmanship, which is similar to Zhao Yun's Haoran Sword.

The collision between sword qi and sword qi caused the entire hall to burst into dazzling light, making almost all low-level practitioners unable to open their eyes at all, and several cracks appeared on the stone pillars on the hall.

The light dissipated, Zhao Nanhai smiled and said:

"I used to think that you were the descendant of my Nanhai faction left behind, but now it seems that I have misread it. What you use is not Haotian Shenhui at all, but the Haoran sword energy used by Ke Haoran. The Lord guessed right, you are not a son of light, but you are from Tang Guo Academy?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was shocked beyond measure, as if their outlook on life had collapsed, and even the expressions of the head teacher and the middle-aged Taoist priest changed drastically.Really, this news is too shocking. Who would have thought that the dignified and bright priest is actually a member of the academy.Is the academy so willing?Let such a genius enter Xiling?If he hadn't mentioned the master of Zhishou, who would believe this?
Only Ye Hongyu remained expressionless.

It turned out that Chen, the master of Zhishou Temple, had sensed Zhao Yun's mistake before, and was worried that something would happen to Xiling, so he let Zhao Nanhai return and let his junior sit in Xiling.

At this point, Zhao Yun didn't intend to hide it, and said with a smile:

"So what if it's true? So what if it's not? I, Zhao Yun, have acted all my life, and I am worthy of the Dao in my heart!"

This sentence is already tantamount to acknowledging one's identity in disguise, which means that there is no room for reversal, because even the people in the Temple of Light will not recognize a Tang Dynasty without faith as their great priest of light of.

"Since that's the case, then I'll keep you!"

After Zhao Nanhai finished speaking, he flew out with the sword in his hand. The powerful Haotian Shenhui rendered the original black iron sword into a radiant sword. Every time he performed a move, it was like performing a magic spell.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Now that he no longer intends to hide, Zhao Yun simply stopped pretending. The white light on his body dissipated, revealing the original purest sword energy. Today, he does not have any extra identity, just a pure sword cultivator, with a restrained aura, and a personable personality. Swords unite.

Holding Ling Xu and fighting the opponent.

Zhao Yun is not a genius in swordsmanship, and he didn't want to be a peerless swordsman at first, but he has seen too many powerful swordsmen and sword moves in his life, and many swordsmanship secrets have taken root in his heart. After decades of unremitting practice, coupled with these years of competing with countless masters, before he knew it, he was already a sword cultivator no weaker than anyone else.

Ling Xu in his hand let out a strong sword cry, responding to his heart, the way of swordsmanship lies in perseverance and perseverance!
Green snake with two sleeves!

The sword in his hand danced like flying catkins, and dozens of cyan sword auras flew towards Zhao Nanhai one after another like flying dragons. These sword aura swimming dragons seemed to have eyes, with their own tracking function, no matter how he turned around Twirling, the green dragon behind him is still chasing after him.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Nanhai didn't hold back his hands anymore, and the aura of the peak of knowing fate radiated unreservedly. He was not an ordinary peak of knowing fate, but a peak of knowing fate who had lived for many years.

"Sword of Light!"

The next moment, the light on Zhao Nanhai's body became more intense, and his whole body seemed to be merged into the light. His body became as hot as the sun, and it actually dissipated Zhao Yun's sword qi Youlong.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Nanhai jumped up high, suspended in the air, raised the sword in his hand high, and formed a soldier in the void!

Countless flying swords composed of Haotian Shenhui formed a dazzling wall of light. As Zhao Nanhai swung the sword, one flying sword after another continued to kill Zhao Yun.

"Light, punish darkness!"

At this moment, Zhao Nanhai is like a messenger from the sky, clearing away the darkness in the world. Unfortunately, the one who activated this skill was not a young girl, but an old man over sixty years old. Even so, there are still many believers Worshiping and saluting piously, in their view, such a move is the real magic.

The lightsaber fell like raindrops and hit Zhao Yun's body. The terrifying heat kept burning his skin, and black smoke kept rising from his body.

But he still didn't show any pain, and he didn't choose to avoid it. The dusty memory for a long time emerged in his mind.It was a sword acquired by an old man half his life,

"Sword Nine! Six thousand miles!"

The endless sword energy is like a Milky Way flowing straight for six thousand miles, and it is swayed out in an instant. As one of the ceilings of kendo in the snow, the sword nine-six thousand miles, combined with the power of this world, exerts a terrifying power in Zhao Yun's hands Wei Li, the Milky Way cannot be seen in this world, if you have to compare it, it is like Liu Bai's Great River Sword Intent, it is endless!The dazzling sword wall and Zhao Nanhai himself were almost instantly dispersed by the rushing sword energy.

The pretentious sword skills hadn't been more than three seconds before he was ruthlessly knocked to the ground.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted from Zhao Nanhai's mouth, how many years has it been?It was the first time he was injured in a confrontation with a strong man of the same level, and a strong unwillingness welled up in his heart, and the long-suppressed fighting spirit in his heart was also ignited.

Regardless of his body, the light on Zhao Nanhai's body gathered again, and charged towards Zhao Yun again. He didn't want to do any fancy things anymore, he just wanted to rely on his decades of continuous swordsmanship to win.

But before he walked halfway, his body stopped, because he found that dozens of miniature flying swords suddenly appeared around his body, and the small flying swords seemed to be arranged according to certain directions. It was as if there was a faintly visible thin line connected to it, always able to firmly lock his body.

"Star Sword Formation!"

What Zhao Yun used was Deng Tai'a's Star Sword Formation. There are no stars in this world, so Zhao Nanhai naturally couldn't see the mystery of this sword formation. At first he didn't care about it. But soon, he saw the power of this sword formation.

Dozens of small swords are like tarsal maggots. First they completely restrained him, and then changed their formation in an instant. First, a sword came towards him, but he easily dodged it. There were more and more of them coming, but they couldn't dodge, and within a few breaths, the flying sword passed his body.

Zhao Nanhai's blood flowed like a pillar in an instant. The Star Sword Formation is the art of killing people. There is no such thing as mercy, and it will not stop unless he is tied into a hedgehog.

Unexpectedly, the successor of the great priest who knows the pinnacle of fate has only fought for a few rounds, not to mention the defeat, he is almost losing his life.

Seeing this situation, how could Xiong Chumo dare to hold the idea of ​​watching a play?Quickly waved the wand.

An apocalyptic divine technique descended on Zhao Yun in an instant, causing his pressure to surge!The star sword array was also broken directly.

Feeling the familiar pressure, Zhao Yun sneered and said:
"Dare to use apocalyptic magic in front of me, it seems that you still don't have a long memory! The way of heaven? What about the way of heaven? How can the way of heaven determine all living beings? I just refuse to accept it!"

The sword opens the gate of heaven!

As the golden light fell again, the Sword Opening Heaven Gate appeared in Xiling again, and Xiong Chumo's apocalyptic magic was interrupted instantly. In Haotian's world, this move was like a bug, tried a hundred times.At this time, Zhao Yun could completely deal with the serious injury of Zhao Nanhai with one blow.

But he didn't. Instead, he chose Xiong Chumo who was on the throne without hesitation!
Zhao Yun's speed was very fast, and he was in front of Xiong Chumo in an instant. Just as he was about to swing his sword, he suddenly felt as if he was in a quagmire, and the time around him seemed to be frozen.

A familiar feeling came, and he knew that it belonged to the supernatural power of Nirvana. Obviously, the middle-aged Taoist also made a move.

At this moment, Zhao Yun was facing a situation of one against three in an instant, and there were even two of them who were masters above the fifth realm. Under the magic of apocalypse, Xiong Chumo was also considered a master of the sixth realm.

(End of this chapter)