Xianhong Road

Chapter 652

"Please spread the word for me. This is Nan's last challenge. The position of the five primordial masters in Tianqin Neihai will also change hands from today on..."

Sansha Nandi closed his eyes, his white hair swaying in the wind, his voice was unusually flat, but the words he uttered shocked thousands of monks below.

wow~~
Tens of thousands of monks on Tianru Island were boiling, and the news spread quickly to the entire island.

"Three killings of the Southern Emperor are becoming more and more arrogant. He was defeated by Kong Le sages several times before, and this time he came to challenge again, and he even threatened to change the masters of the five great Yuan Zuns."

A Confucian Nascent Soul strongman chuckled in a low voice.

"It's a joke, the status of the strongest in the inner sea can't be shaken. Let's wait and see the good show, and observe the appearance of the strongest in the inner sea by the way."

"Three Kills Southern Emperor's previous challenges were all secret duels, and he was defeated. This time he challenged blatantly, and even said that it was the last challenge. He was full of confidence. Could it be that he is really sure?"

……

All the high-ranking people on Tianru Island rushed to the scene where the incident happened, and they all had theories, talking and talking, and it was very lively.

However, the vast majority of people are very excited about this matter.

Battles of this level are really rare. For ordinary high-level players, it may be rare to see them once in a lifetime.

Yang Fan flew out of the Zitian Temple with all the high-ranking people to observe the demeanor of the influential figures in the inner sea of ​​the generation who killed the Southern Emperor three times above.

"The practice of killing the Southern Emperor three times has improved by leaps and bounds compared to a hundred years ago..."

Yang Fan glanced at the white-haired man floating above him, clearly aware of the change in the other party.

At the same time, he was also looking forward to the appearance of the Confucian sage Kong Le.

Just when Yang Fan was looking at the Three Killing Southern Emperor, the white-haired man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a feeling.

A stern light bloomed from the eyes of the Three Killing Southern Emperors, and from the crowd of tens of thousands of monks, it was fixed on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was slightly surprised that this person had such a keen fighting intuition that he sensed his own existence all at once.

When the Southern Emperor Sansha opened his eyes and stared at Yang Fan, all the monks within a hundred feet around him suddenly had difficulty breathing, their faces were pale, and they shuddered.

However, Yang Fan, the client, stood among the crowd of tens of thousands of monks, with a calm face and peaceful eyes, intersecting with the Three Killing Southern Emperors.

A strange color flashed across the eyes of the Three Killing Southern Emperors, and he was horrified. He didn't expect that besides Kong Le, there were existences of the same level on Tianru Island.

The man in front of him, he stands still in an ordinary way, like a boundless and endless forest, unpredictable, and also like a tall mountain, insurmountable.

Unfathomable.

This is the feeling of killing the Southern Emperor three times.

Facing this situation, he faintly emanated a fighting spirit, but it was sensed by Hu Fei who was beside Yang Fan.

"This white-haired boy is very powerful, I really want to fight him."

Hu Fei's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands, looking ready to move.

"Don't act rashly, this person is challenging a Confucian sage..."

Yang Fan said lightly.

Hearing this, Hu Fei had no choice but to restrain his fighting spirit for the time being, with a look of eagerness still on his face.

"Three killings of the Southern Emperor, how can Tianru Island allow you to act recklessly and arrogantly? This hall advises you to come down and personally apologize to Lord Kong Le. Even if it is a challenge, you can do it in private."

The old Confucian scholar in green shirt spoke uprightly.

"This battle is bound to be won, and it must be made public."

Sansha Nandi closed his eyes again, his tone was very flat, but his words were extremely arrogant.

"It's ridiculous and pathetic, the real powerhouse, how can you challenge—"

"There are few nonsense, if you talk too much, don't blame Nan's subordinates for being ruthless."

The voice of Three Killing Southern Emperor was indifferent.

"You—" The old Confucian scholar in green shirt looked livid.

"One of the three killing principles, those who talk too much and hypocrisy, kill!!"

The three-killing Southern Emperor opened his eyes, and a cold star burst out, and the bone-piercing killing intent made the scene, which was originally boiling, suddenly fall into dead silence.

The sound of heartbeat and breathing is so clear.

The eyes of the old Confucian scholar in blue were full of anger, and he was on the verge of erupting, but under the cold murderous intent of killing the Southern Emperor three times, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

The principle of three killings is the famous killing principle of the Southern Emperor in Inner Sea. Once the principle is violated in front of him, not many people will survive.

"kill!!"

As soon as the words fell, a dazzling white sword light flashed across the fingertips of the Three Killing Emperor Nandi, piercing the sky and disappearing in a flash.

puff——

The blue-clothed old Confucian scholar who had reached the late Yuanying stage, his figure flickered, the majestic aura around him was shattered, and a white light disappeared from his body.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and there was a bloodstain on his shoulder, right next to his throat. If he reacted a little slower, the consequences would be disastrous.

At the moment when the Three Killers made the attack, Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp, the opponent's attack speed was terrifying, before he even blinked, the old Confucian scholar in green shirt was already injured.

"You are a cultivator in the late Yuanying period. If you don't kill Nan with a sword, you can attack endlessly and hunt for three days."

The corner of Nandi's mouth curled up into a sneer.

Violating the principle of three kills, for ordinary monks, including the monks of the early and middle stages of Yuanying, the three kills of the Southern Emperor will only be one sword, basically one sword kills instantly.

That's how Azure Dragon Zuo Guardian died in Heaven Paradise back then.Qing Jiaolong made preparations in advance, coupled with the dense scroll of dragon patterns to protect him, he managed to barely save his life.

As for the great monks in the late Yuanying period, if they violate the principle of three kills, there will be no such restriction, and they will be chased and killed by the Southern Emperor for three days, and there is no restriction on using swords and moves.

This is the game, a game customized by the peak powerhouse.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!!"

The old Confucian scholar in green shirt sneered, a majestic and magnificent purple air rose from his body, and thunder patterns could be faintly seen flickering in it, and there was an extra simple saber in his hand, the cold air poured out as bright as day and day Purple sword light.

The same as the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, although the old Confucian scholar in green shirt feared and feared the other party, it was not to the extent that he dared not resist at all.

At this moment, in front of so many people, how could he be ashamed if he killed the Southern Emperor in such a way?
Even if he fights his old life, he will not submit to the opponent's lust.

"Very good, before fighting Kong Le, let's warm up with you."

The three-killing Southern Emperor's body resembled electricity, and the three-color light and shadow flashed across the void, and white sword lights flashed out between his fingers, instantly covering and suppressing the old Confucian scholar in blue.

The old Confucian scholar in green shirt swung a simple and simple saber, and clashed dozens of times with the three-killed Southern Emperor in an instant.

puff~~
At a certain moment, he retreated sharply, groaned, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His complexion was pale, and there were many sword marks on his body, several of which were close to vital parts.

"Your death is coming."

The three-killing Southern Emperor's eyes showed murderous intent, and he followed him like a shadow, faster than him, chasing after him while breathing, and a balanced and juxtaposed three-color sword energy condensed in the palm of his hand.

The old Confucian scholar in green shirt froze, feeling out of breath.

Yang Fan also sensed that the three-color sword light condensed in the palm of the three-killing Southern Emperor faintly reached the critical point of the Nascent Soul Stage, approaching the Transformation Stage.

With such a blow coming from behind, even if it couldn't kill the old Confucian scholar in green shirt, it could seriously injure him.

At this critical moment.

"stop."

A blue and broad voice seemed to descend from the heaven and earth, causing the Three Killers Nan Di to pause and look sideways in a certain direction.

"Hahaha...Kong Le, are you finally willing to come out?"

The three kills Nandi stopped chasing and killing, his eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

As soon as the blue voice fell, a cyan light and shadow shuttled from among the clouds, revealing an old man of medium stature.

This old gentleman, with a fluttering three-foot white beard, was dressed in an old white Confucian gown with many patches on it, and was holding a green iron ruler. His face was majestic yet harmonious.

With his arrival, a great Confucian righteousness shook the sky.

"Confucian sages!!"

"Kowtow to the sages!!"

Many Confucian monks below were boiling with excitement, worshiping and prostrating as if they were gods.

Yang Fan carefully looked at the Confucian sages, one of the five Great Priests of Neihai.

This is also the first time he has witnessed the demeanor of the Twelve Powerhouses in the Inner Sea.

"South Sword Emperor, you are still here after all..."

Kong Le's expression was serene, his eyes fixed on Sansha Nandi, and he sighed with a little bit of melancholy.

From his tone, Yang Fan seemed to feel an indescribable feeling.

After observing Kong Le carefully, a strange light flashed.

At this moment, the sage Kong Le glanced in Yang Fan's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to sense his presence.

Yang Fan wasn't surprised, it would be strange if the other party couldn't sense it under his full-scale spying just now.

"Kong Le, today's battle will also be the last time Nan will challenge you."

Sansha Nandi's face was peaceful, and the divine light in his eyes revealed a confidence that could not be concealed.

This confidence and fighting spirit kept him in a peak state at all times.

"I also knew that day would come."

Kong Le kept thinking to himself, and said lightly: "Go up."

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of green clouds shot straight into the sky.

The three-killing Southern Emperor trembled, and the three-color lights and shadows followed him like a shadow.

While breathing, the two flew to the sky above the clouds on Tianru Island.

In such a high sky, there are powerful and incredible winds all around, and it is impossible for ordinary monks to reach this height.

ding ding ding ding...

The next moment, I saw the majestic blue light and the world-shattering dazzling three-color glow interlaced and swaying above the clouds.

Boom~~
Under the impact of the clouds, lightning bolts fell, and thunderstorms burst out.

The rest of the idle monks can only look up from below, and must not take a step beyond the thunder pool, even if they only approach that area, they will be shocked to death by the terrible aftermath of the attack.

All the Nascent Soul high-level powerhouses stared at the area where the dark clouds rolled and the light was glaring, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Yang Fan's face was stern, and his spiritual consciousness, through the clouds, watched the battle between the two peak powerhouses, and he couldn't help but secretly startled.

The battle between the two seems to surpass that of ordinary big monks.

What surprised Yang Fan even more was that the attack power of these two had reached the verge of becoming a god.

At a certain moment, a layer of cyan light-patterned light clothing appeared on Kong Le's body, blooming majesticly and shockingly, the aura on his body rose suddenly, and his mana realm almost reached the legendary stage of transforming gods.

"Inheritance Spirit Treasure!!"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

"This is the most precious treasure of Confucianism, 'Qing Tianyi'!!"

Many Confucian monks blurted out.

Yang Fan discovered that under the blessing of this "blue sky clothes", Kong Le's mana realm increased greatly, and half of his foot stepped into the stage of transforming gods.

This is the strength of the strongest in the inner sea.

Yang Fan suddenly understood why the twelve most powerful people in Tianqin Inner Sea can surpass hundreds of millions of common people, and make countless Nascent Soul Transformation people of the same level be overshadowed.

As for the three killings of the Southern Emperor, the last challenge, can he shake the unshakable position of the strongest in the Inner Sea?

(It's the third watch...the countdown to the end of the month, and there are still 5 hours left...

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(End of this chapter)