Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 890
After the Dao Fruit Realm, there is the Holy Realm, also called the Ancestral Realm, which is divided into two steps. The first step is the Transformation Fruit Realm, and the second step is the Pregnant Blood Realm.

The monks usually refer to the monks in the realm of transformation as saints and ancestors, and the monks in the realm of pregnant blood as saints.

The Flying Knife Saint was promoted to Saint not long ago, but he was in the early stage of the Transformation Fruit Realm.

Even so, he is a true saint.

But Ye Mao was only in the late stage of the Dao Fruit Realm, and he was very embarrassed. This is simply the biggest monster in the past and present.

What made him even more upset was that after being shocked, many people around him began to question his strength, saying that he used sorcery, precious medicine and other tricks to forcibly promote to the holy realm. On the surface, it seemed that he was a saint. In fact, it only has the combat power of a half-step saint.

This view was shared by many people.

In the eyes of everyone, it is too outrageous to challenge the saint with Dao Fruit Realm cultivation base, and it is impossible to succeed. All the problems are caused by the flying knife saint.

Some people even complained in a low voice, saying that the flying knife saint must be the weakest saint in all ages.

"Is this the saint? I don't think so." Ye Mao also spoke, with deep contempt in his voice.

"Bastard, why are you so arrogant, now I will let you see my true strength." A bright holy light erupted from the flying knife saint.

In that holy light, there were [-] golden flying knives the size of fish swimming around.

The vast holy power also erupted completely, within a radius of ten miles, all the creatures except Ye Mao and Tang Xiaoguo were all crushed to the ground, and the weak ones even exploded directly.

Everyone's heart trembled, and no one dared to question the strength of the Flying Knife Saint.

"Millions of Blades!" The Flying Knife Saint shouted and waved his hands.

All the golden flying knives in the holy light covered the sky and covered the earth, like arrows shot by thousands of horses, they rushed towards Ye Mao densely.

Ye Mao instantly used the unity of soul and flesh, and mobilized Pan Minghu to increase his strength. He swung his sword and slashed out. The blood-red sword energy was as dense as rain, and pushed away horizontally.

These sword qi all emit bright red light, and the red light overlaps each other to form a huge mirror.

There are slight ripples on this mirror, and faint ripples appear.

All the golden flying knives hit the mirror, pulled by the ripples and ripples, they all turned around, and all killed the holy flying knives.

This is the mirror wave swordsmanship newly synthesized by the avatar using a hundred kinds of water swordsmanship!
"Your uncle!" The Flying Knife Saint cursed in surprise, retreated quickly, and sacrificed a middle-grade sacred artifact, the Zijin Seven Dragon Pagoda, and seven flying dragons rushed away immediately.

"boom!"

The entire high altitude became dark with the sound of the collision, and some Daoist cultivators couldn't bear the sound waves generated by the collision, and were so shocked that they vomited blood.

"Oh my god, Ye Mao, the descendant of the Desolate Saint, really has the strength to compete with the Saint!" Many people shouted wildly in their hearts.

When the darkness dissipated, the Flying Knife Saint couldn't control his body and slid backwards in the air. At this moment, a bright white light rose from the ground, rushing to kill the Flying Knife Saint.

But Tang Xiaoguo saw the right moment and directly sacrificed the middle-grade Taoist soldier Lei Lingzhu.

"No..." Flying Knife Saint shouted in horror, he was drowned by white lightning.

After three breaths, the Flying Knife Saint was covered in black smoke, his body trembled, and he fell from the sky.

Ye Mao activated the Heaven-Treading God Boots, bursting out the powerful power of the God Boots, crossing the void, appearing like a ghost behind the Flying Knife Saint, and slashing down with his sword.

"Bastard, how dare you..." The Black Sage roared from afar.

Ye Mao turned a deaf ear, and accelerated his slash, blood spurted out, and the Flying Knife Saint's head was divided into two points.

At this moment, the black sword glow of the black sage arrived, and Ye Mao disappeared in an instant, avoiding the blow.

The Black Underworld Saint didn't pursue, but immediately grabbed the head of the Flying Knife Saint and attached it to his body.

The holy man's life is terrifying, even if his head is cut off, as long as he connects it as soon as possible, his life will not be in danger.

But after the head was attached, the Flying Knife Saint showed no signs of recovery. Upon closer inspection, all the vitality, qi and blood in its body disappeared.

The black sage couldn't help looking at the bloody sword in Ye Mao's hand, no wonder the Palace Master wanted that sword, its lethality was too terrifying, even the sage couldn't bear such a sword.

Ye Mao played with the seized medium-grade holy artifact, the Zijin Seven Dragon Pagoda, and said: "The death of the Flying Knife Saint is just the beginning, this time my goal of saving people has been achieved.

After a while, I will come to Youzhou to visit the Taiyin Demon Palace again. You can tell that old bastard Zhu Prison to wash his neck and wait. I want his life. "

"Do you think this Youzhou is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?" The Xuanyin saint also arrived, and Ye Mao was keenly aware of other auras.

"Any other saint is coming, show your figure." Ye Mao opened his eyes, and immediately saw two figures approaching Tang Xiaoguo.

"Xiaoguo, be careful!" Ye Mao yelled.

In fact, Tang Xiaoguo reacted very quickly. As soon as he yelled, Tang Xiaoguo punched with his right hand and palm with his left, hitting the shadows of those two people.

"You'd better take care of yourself!" The Xuanyin Saint and the Black Underworld Saint made a move together, one covered the sky with palm prints, and the other covered the sky with the shadow of a sword, sealing off all Ye Mao's escape routes.

"The sword of cause and effect!" Ye Mao pinched his sword fingers, and sword shadows emerged around him, lined up closely, forming a huge ball, protecting him inside.

The sword shadow was crushed in an instant, and his defense was roughly torn apart. The sword energy left shocking wounds on his body, bleeding straight out.

Immediately, the attack of the Xuanyin Saint arrived, and he was slapped into the ground by that palm print, and his flesh and blood were broken in many places.

"Ye Mao is finished!" Everyone had this thought in their hearts.

But something shocking happened!
The saint of Xuanyin burst into flesh and blood without any warning, and his whole body was filled with cold Xuanyin holy energy, as if he had hit himself with five palms, and his injuries were very serious. miserable.

The black sage was no exception, with stab wounds on his body, the injuries were much more serious than Ye Mao, as if he had cut himself five times, his body was covered with bruises, and blood gushed out desperately.

At this time, a black shadow appeared above his head, it was the dark spirit bird known as the "God of Assassins".

It grabbed a cold holy dagger with its claws, took the opportunity to stab the top of the head of the black sage like lightning, and immediately fled invisibly.

The black sage was wounded one after another, and fell to the ground. His eyes were filled with cold air, which condensed into frost, and his entire head was covered in ice in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the death of the Black Underworld Saint, the Xuanyin Saint was so frightened that he desperately urged a third-rank formation that he carried with him to protect himself and quickly heal his injuries.

Ye Mao was also racing against time to heal his wounds, and under the radiance of the young fruit, his wounds were recovering at lightning speed.After he swallowed eight drops of Guiyuan Miaoshui and practiced for a week, his injuries were completely healed.

(End of this chapter)