Heavenly Sword Emperor

Chapter 994 Forget it together!
"Number one!"

When Yang Feidao uttered a provocative sentence, all the elders raised their brows.

In the distance, all the disciples shrank their pupils slightly and looked at Chen Bufan who was opposite Yang Feidao!

In the immortal realm, there are no secrets.

This is especially true for this group of geniuses who are about to face a big competition that can change the entire longevity environment.

Three days ago, the incident that happened in front of Chen Bufan's residence could not be hidden from anyone at all.

Everyone knows about the conflict between Yang Feidao and Chen Bufan!
And now, in the first round, in the first game, they are matching up!

"It's not bad." Tianyang smiled slightly, and looked at the elder Canghai Zongba who was full of indifference, "My luck is not bad."

Hearing this, everyone was slightly stunned.

What is good?
Although Yang Feidao invited an elder from a hostile sect as foreign aid, it made all the disciples despise him.

However, the strength of the eight elders of Canghai Zong is obvious to all.

Even some of the elders in the immortal realm are no match for the eight elders of Canghai Zongba!

Tianyang is only the second peak of Wu Zunjing, not even Chen Bufan!

Who gave him the courage to say that he was lucky?
"Crazy?" Someone said to himself, looking at Tianyang with a look of pity, "It's so pitiful."

"Being caught by Chen Bufan, who has no vision, and stupidly came to the Immortal Realm to take a dip in this muddy water. In the end, although it may be fine, it is inevitable that he will suffer a lot of pain."

"Now, I guess I have already foreseen my tragic ending, and I have completely given up on myself."

Hearing this, the other disciples nodded one after another.

The eighth elder of the Canghai Sect, the pinnacle of the fourth level of Wu Zunjing.

Tianyang, the pinnacle of the second level of Wu Zunjing.

There is a gap of two big realms. It can be said that among the four foreign aids invited by the four disciples, the eighth elder of Canghaizong is the strongest!

Such an existence, with one finger, can crush countless Tianyang to death!

"Good luck? It seems that you are very considerate of others."

The eighth elder of Canghaizong frowned, smiled slightly, and said.

"However, no matter what you say, it is impossible to change the fact that you are about to lose to me."

"Well, for the sake of what you said, I'll take it easy."

The corners of Canghai Zongba elder's mouth curled up, revealing a haughty and disdainful smile.

The peak of the fourth level of Wu Zunjing, this is his reliance!
Any peak of the second level of Wu Zunjing is rubbish in front of the peak of the fourth level of Wu Zunjing!
At the realm of Wu Zunjing, the gap between every small realm is extremely huge, let alone two small realms!

Hearing this, the corner of Tianyang's mouth curled up, "I hope you can still say that in the future."

"Now, number one, go to Yuntian Arena!"

At this time, at the elders' table, the third elder spoke.

In the middle of the sky, a ring as large as a hill appeared, and Tian Yang and Cang Hai Zongba elders arrived on the ring in an instant.

The Yuntian Arena is the biggest arena in the Immortal Realm.

In this arena, as long as the strength is in Wu Zunjing, there is no need to consider whether there is room to play!
"Admit defeat now, I can still give you a chance to make up for your sins by cutting off your arms."

On the ring, the eighth elder of Canghai Zong disdainfully said, upon hearing this, Tianyang smiled faintly.

"I will return this sentence to you as well."

"Looking for death!" Hearing this, the eighth elder of Canghai Zong became angry instantly, and the next moment, sword-shaped rays of light appeared in his hand!

"If you don't eat a toast, you'll be punished, then don't blame me for personally chopping up your limbs!"

"The art of controlling the sword, the sword pierces Changhong!"

The Eighth Elder of Canghai Zong let out a cold snort, the real energy of the fourth peak of Wu Zunjing was running, and the Canghai Zong's heavenly skills were running crazily.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth poured into the body of the eighth elder of Canghai Zong like the Yangtze River, and then gathered on the dozens of radiant flying swords.

Blast out!
A sword pierces through space!

"It's the Canghai Sect's sword control technique and the heaven-level kungfu, the Canghai Dadi Jue! The eighth elder of the Canghai Sect... When he comes, it's such a killer move!"

Someone uttered a horrified voice, recognizing the method of the eighth elder of Canghai Zong.

It was said before that the attack should be gentle, but now, once it is shot, it is enough to make any second-level Wu Zunjing have no choice but to beheaded and die.

"There has never been any promise in the duel between the strong."

The other person shook his head, "It's just that this is Chen Bufan, he went blind for the second time."

"This time, it's the final big competition. It seems that the son of the former realm master is about to die."

These disciples are not clear about the matter between the former and the current realm master.

However, Chen Bufan, as the son of the former realm master, was beaten to the city of longevity, which is equivalent to a place outside the gate of longevity to practice. Obviously, nothing good happened.

If Chen Bufan is defeated, Hua Xiushen, the son of the current realm master, will never let him go!

At this moment, Chen Bufan was also looking anxiously at Yuntian Arena.

This sword gave him the feeling.

I can't stop myself!

"I wonder if Master Yang can block it!"

Chen Bufan was extremely anxious, but at this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly caught Tianyang.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This smile appeared when he was dealing with the ancient magic book, when he killed the second of the eighteen thieves in Yunling, when he was facing Jin Daoping, and when he was about to fight the alchemy king Wu Qingchen.

Seeing this smile, Chen Bufan immediately felt relieved.

The appearance of this smile means that.

Tianyang, the winner is in his hands!
"The art of controlling the sword? Coincidentally, I also know the art of controlling the sword."

Tianyang smiled slightly as he watched the sword piercing through the space and merging into a long sword in an instant.

"The art of controlling the sword, the sword divides all shadows!"

Tianyang gave a low shout, and the power of the primordial spirit bloomed!

The seven-star secret technique, the seven stars came out together, turned into seven swords of the primordial spirit and stars, and burst out.

At the same time, these seven long swords also turned into endless sword lights and countless sword shadows!

"Hahaha! Looking for death! The sword piercing Changhong is a sword with extremely concentrated attack power. This guy actually spread his strength!"

Seeing this, Yang Feidao laughed wildly, "Does this guy think he died fast enough? He actually used such a stupid trick at this juncture!"

"The overall situation is set!"

Yang Feidao laughed wantonly, and at this moment, Tianyang's lips parted slightly.

"Shadows are like threads, weaving the world."

A series of mysterious and powerful auras slowly emerged from Tian Yang's body.

Sensing this aura, the eighth elder of Canghai Zong felt strange, but the face of the elder of the immortal realm changed instantly!
Standing up suddenly, he looked at Tianyang in disbelief.

This is... the power of the holy way!
boom!
And right now.

The shadow of the heavy sword also killed the sword Qi Changhong!

boom!
Why did Tianyang have the ability to fight recklessly, but chose to disperse his strength?

because……

This Sword of Myriad Shadows, every sword...

Can run through this long rainbow!
Countless sword shadows passed through the sword Qi Changhong, and then followed.

This sword turned into light and dust all over the sky.

Disappear!

(End of this chapter)