Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 946
"boom!"

Ye Mao stomped on the spear's light, and cut out more than 300 swords in an instant, one sword was faster than the other, and the sword light was like shooting stars, slashing across the sky.

"Ye Mao has actually reached the late stage of the saint." General Bo Yue from the Mubei Palace arrived. He is eight feet tall, dressed in black armor, majestic and majestic.

"According to the information we have received, before Ye Mao entered the Falling Rain Sword Realm, he was only at the Dzogchen Stage of the Dao Fruit Realm. It has been just over a year, and he has entered the realm like this. It is really scary." Behind General Bo Yue is A female general in silver armor, she is heroic, capable and agile, and she is a master of the early stage of the holy ancestor.

"This Ye Mao dared to kill the prince's son, no matter how evil he is, we have to avenge this revenge." General Bo Yue looked at the two fiercely fighting in the air.

The female general in silver armor looked at Ye Mao's figure, feeling more and more surprised.Zhan Changkong is the Daoist of one of the three top sects of the human race. He represents the top combat power of the previous generation of human monks.

Ye Mao is the strongest master of this generation of the Sea Clan. The difference between the two is one generation, and the cultivation level is still two levels behind. The key is that there is still a big boundary between them.

But since the fight, even if Daozi Zhanchangkong used all his strength, he didn't take advantage of it.

"Ye Mao, Ye Mao, you are amazingly talented, and you inherit the legacy of Huang Sheng. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. It's a pity that you killed the eldest son of my Mubei Palace. This is an endless hatred. I can do it in the future. , just to give you a good time." The female general in silver armor thought to herself.

The battle in the air became more and more intense, and everyone watched with bated breath, Zhan Changkong had already displayed his unique skill "Da Sun Spear Technique".

It is rumored that Zhan Changkong spent 20 years in order to practice the first spear technique in the ancient times, and found the legendary first-grade spiritual fire—the Great Sun Holy Fire.

After another 40 years of retreat, he integrated the holy fire of the great sun into the imprint of the gun path, and the holy fire of the great sun followed him when the gun came out. No one in the same realm could block his three moves.

"Ye Mao, your troubles are coming, I hope you can survive this test, your life can only be taken by me, Mubei Prince's Mansion." The female general in silver armor fixedly looked at the sky.

Zhan Changkong swiped his spear across the sky, covering the sky with golden flames, like magma gushing out of a volcano, killing Ye Mao mightily.

There is also a thick chain of laws flowing, that is the law of speed, which makes the speed of this attack unparalleled.

Ye Mao was very strong, and he went straight to that attack. As soon as he raised the Luoyu Divine Sword, the shadow of the sword flickered, and the sky was filled with icy flames.

There is a space in each cluster of ice flames, which is a thousand times or ten thousand times larger than many small worlds in the spiritual realm.

Zhan Changkong's spear state is very high, but it is far inferior to Ye Mao's sword state. Relying on the blessing of this sword state, Ye Mao powerfully tore open the attack, and slashed at Zhan Changkong's forehead with a sword.

"Break it for me!"

Zhan Changkong's law chain hung down from his head, he used the power of the law of heaven, raised his gun to block, his power soared to the sky, and the holy fire of the sun roared even more.

Ye Mao's blow seemed to be light and light, but when it fell on Zhan Changkong's holy spear, it seemed like a thousand mountains were overwhelming.

"boom!"

Zhan Changkong smashed into the ground, and with him as the center, a gigantic crater as deep as a thousand feet collapsed on the ground, and the crater was still expanding to the surroundings.

"Things like ants dare to shout at me, they really don't know how to live or die." Ye Mao raised his sword and stood proudly in the sky, looking down at Zhan Zhangkong, with an invincible demeanor.

Zhan Changkong rushed out of the huge pit. He had armor on his body and was not injured, but he was disgraced and embarrassed. He shouted with a livid face, "Blood Slave, you successfully angered me!"

"Then give me another look!" Ye Mao slashed with his long sword, and a thousand-foot-long ice phoenix was born from the ashes, with a small world in every feather.

It disintegrated violently, formed a storm of sword energy, and pushed towards Zhan Zhangkong.

A sacred mountain of flames appeared at the foot of Zhan Changkong, and the flames soared into the sky. It was a gift from him.

As he drew his spear, the flame turned into a fire dragon and rushed out.

"boom!"

The sky was plunged into darkness, only the cold energy howling.

After a long time, the darkness dissipated.

Zhan Changkong stood on the top of the flame holy mountain, his hair was in a mess, the armor on his upper body was completely torn off, his upper body was almost naked, and there were three sword wounds on his body.

"You are such a weak chicken, what kind of Taoist are you calling yourself, hum!" Ye Mao sneered.

"puff!"

Zhan Changkong was so angry that he spurted blood.

"Ye Mao is only a late saint, and Zhan Changkong is an early saint ancestor. There is such a gap in cultivation, and Zhan Changkong is still being abused. This is really weak."

"I have seen several battles with Zhan Changkong, and they were all destructive and overwhelming opponents. So it is not Zhan Changkong who is weak at all, but Ye Maotai's monstrous evildoer."

"That's right, although Ye Mao is a late-stage saint, his holy power is as powerful as Zhan Changkong in the early stage of the saint ancestor, and coupled with his perverted | It is estimated that it will be difficult to resist."

……

The comments of these people caused Zhan Changkong a second injury.

"The sun shines together, I am invincible!" A round of fiery red sun appeared behind Zhan Changkong, and it merged with the sun in the sky from a distance, bursting out with an astonishing temperature.

The trees spontaneously ignited, and the ground turned into scorched earth. Even the early monks of the saints fled in panic.

"Finally, it has a little bit of meaning." Ye Mao raised his eyelids slightly, "I just finished a trick today, let's try your power."

There were hundreds of river and lake shadows around him instantly.The Panming Lake is even more physical manifestation, and they converge around the Luoyu Excalibur.

"This, this is the ultimate ultimate move of the Rainfall Sword Sect—Wanliu Returns to the Sea. In the past, only Master Luoyu could do it." Many people cried out in surprise.

"Go to hell with me!" Zhan Changkong attacked with an ultimate move, "This is the first time I have used this unique move, and if you die under this move, it is enough for yourself..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, and the mighty "Da Ri Tong Hui", in front of Ye Mao's move, was like a kitchen knife cutting a watermelon, and it was easily broken.

Zhan Changkong fell, and a bloody hole was blasted out of his abdomen, it was because Ye Mao kept his hand, otherwise the move just now would have killed him.

Ye Mao stepped Zhan Changkong into the ground.

"Ah..." Zhan Changkong roared angrily and aggrieved.

He and Ying Wudi of Taixu Shrine are listed as the two great talents of the human race. He is an invincible and powerful man, but now he is trampled under the feet of a blood slave who is a damned late saint.

Shame, shame!
He struggled angrily, but that foot was like a huge peak reaching to the sky, pressing down on him tightly, making him feel his own powerlessness, his own weakness.

"Pfft..." Zhan Changkong spat out a mouthful of blood, unable to accept this reality, his eyes were cracked, his eyes turned blood red, and his self-esteem seemed to be bitten by ten thousand snakes.

"I am a Daoist of the Wuji Taoist sect, you lowly blood slave, get out of here, get out of here..." He roared and roared with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)