The 2088th chapter Tiangang Peak Wang Zai
The unexpected scene shocked everyone.
Even the Great Sage Thousand Feathers on the main seat of the high platform couldn’t help but smile and said: “This little guy always surprises people, but it’s a pity… just doesn’t want to be a holy son.”
The Tianyin Palace Master on his left hand smiled and said, “Maybe the Son of God is not enough, maybe just give him a Son of God.”
“Oh,”
The Great Sage Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said: “The son of God can only be appointed by the Sect Master, and the son of God will also have to bear the word of Heaven in the future.”
Palace Master Tianyin smiled and said: “There is no suzerain now, it doesn’t mean that there will be no one in the future. Someone will have to bear the word “Tian Dao”. How does the Great Sage Qian Yu feel?”
Great Sage Qianyu smiled, but did not answer.
The two seem to be in harmony, but in fact they are fighting over and under.
Except for the elders of this sect’s holy realm, the powerhouses of other holy places also shined in front of them, and were shocked by Lin Yun’s swordsmanship.
“It’s Venerable Tianlong after all, it cannot be inferred by common sense.”
“Tianyuan half-sage, it should be able to crush the purple-origin realm half-sage. When it comes to Ye Qingtian, it can’t be applied at all.”
“Ye Qingtian, the limelight is flourishing!”
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There were endless discussions, and after a long silence, many disciples of Zi Leifeng became excited.
“Brother Ye is invincible!”
“Brother Ye is invincible!”
This kind of passionate emotion also affected the disciples of other peaks. For a time, the shouts below the square were as enthusiastic as the mountains and the sea.
“Didn’t you make you keep a low profile?”
The Purple Thunder Peak Master had no choice but to secretly communicate to Lin Yun.
“I also want to keep a low profile, but how…”
Lin Yun smiled bitterly, he was already very cautious.
“Venerable Tianlong, such a mighty prestige! But it is not that simple to remove my Liuguangfeng, Zhao Yang, within ten moves, he must be taken!”
The Lord Streamer was furious as he listened to the voice of the audience.
boom!
A burly saint stepped out of Liuguang Peak.
He is Zhao Yang, eighty-nine years old, with a cultivation base of the Holy Fire Realm, mastering the three rules of the Great Dao.
“excuse me.”
Compared with Zhang Mu, who is light-hearted, Zhao Yan is extremely stable.
Rumble!
The destiny holy fire on his body was dazzling, and he couldn’t open his eyes. There were sixteen sky curtains, one after another like a curtain, constantly superimposing behind him.
“Finally a little stressed!”
Lin Yun’s eyes are hot, the flowers of the avenue bloom, and the rules of the holy way linger.
Without waiting for the opponent to make a move, he took the lead in launching an offensive.
“Firefly Sword, withered trees and flowers!”
boom!
After reaching the cultivation base of the Purple Origin Realm, the power of this Firefly Divine Sword also increased, and almost instantly, an ancient tree that could support the sky soared up.
Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, the wind shook, thunder shook, the sky shook, and the ancient trees that supported the sky were full of thousands of strange flowers.
Huh!
Thousands of petals are transformed into nine long dragons, and under the blessing of sword intent, the petals shine like stars.
Shoo!
What a magnificent sword power this is, the sky is full of stars blooming, the Milky Way is trembling, and the mountains and rivers are unstoppable!
boom!
Zhao Yang, who was just about to launch an offensive, paled from the fright of this scene, and quickly put away the offensive and fully defended.
“Right in the sky!”
Lin Yun shook his opponent back three steps, turned around, and took another sword.
The big sun is suspended in the sky, the sword light is like a river poured by real fire from the sun, and the terrifying vision seems to burn him to ashes even the earth.
Puff!
Zhao Yang vomited blood and took three steps back.
“Far away!”
Lin Yun pierced out with another sword, this sword forced the space to squeeze, unavoidable.
In an instant, it pierced Zhao Yang’s chest.
Then the squeezed space was like a full balloon, which exploded with a bang, Zhao Yang’s holy fire dispersed, the skin was open and fleshy, and the bones all over his body were shattered.
After falling to the ground, he passed out directly.
The Master Streamer was dumbfounded in astonishment, and was frightened on the spot. The four directions were silent, and everyone was frightened by the Firefly Divine Sword.
Everyone present could recognize that this was the Firefly Divine Sword left by Jian Ancestor, but it felt extremely strange.
“I will meet you!”
The people from Liuguangfeng couldn’t sit still anymore. After losing two people in a row, one more person would really be removed from Jiufeng.
The finale is here!
That was Wang Gang, who was a hundred years old, a direct descendant of the Wang family, and he was also known as Man Donghuang decades ago.
Before and after|Going to Tianlun Tower twice, he is 100 years old, but he has a cultivation base of nearly two hundred years.
He is the trump card of Liuguangfeng. When a person is in the air, there are eighteen layers of sky curtains open.
The most frightening thing is that after these sky tents overlapped, a round of big sun patterns appeared in the middle, showing the majesty of the sky, just like a real big sun.
A big battle seems inevitable.
“Good job!”
Lin Yun laughed and swung a sword.
“The wind is drunk for nine days!”
“Feihong treads snow!”
“The world is rising!”
He had only one sword, but three different visions bloomed, and then with a flick of his wrist, the three visions overlapped.
“Fire Sea Golden Lotus!”
When Lin Yun really stabbed this sword, it turned into an endless sea of fire, with only one golden lotus blooming.
Countless sword lights burst out from the golden lotus, and when Wang Gang landed, thousands of sword lights condensed into one beam.
boom!
Jianguang hit Wang Gang with a loud noise.
Wang Gang snorted, then suppressed the restless qi and blood, and smiled: “It’s fancy, but that’s it.”
But as soon as his voice fell, the overlapping visions exploded one after another.
Bang bang bang!
It seems that there is only one sword light, but there are four waves of sword power, which are constantly superimposed like waves, one wave after another.
Lin Yun smiled and returned the sword to its sheath.
boom!
Wang Gang left a hole in his chest with a big mouth, and fell straight to the ground, fainting on the spot.
After losing three games in a row, Jiufeng on the streamer peak was removed from the list!
The Quartet was silent and deadly silence, everyone looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, their eyes almost staring out.
Ten strokes to defeat Zhang Mu, three strokes to defeat Zhao Yang, one sword to defeat Wang Gang!
Without exception, these were half-sages of the Tianyuan realm, but in front of Lin Yun, they were generally defeated by cutting melons and vegetables.
One loses faster than the other, and in the end, there is no time to make a move, and it is solved with one sword.
“Liu Guangfeng was defeated. From now on, Zi Lei Peak will be listed as the Ninth Peak.”
The voice of Great Sage Thousand Feathers broke the silence first, and everyone woke up like a dream.
But Peak Master Zi Lei, but still in his dream, is now on the Nine Peaks?
“Is this the power of the Firefly God Sword? Terrible!”
“The firefly divine sword entered the sacred scroll. It was originally a sword technique that can only be practiced in the holy realm. He has cultivated to great success in the Qingyuan semi-sage. Now the cultivation base has skyrocketed, and the swordsmanship has naturally risen.”
“This Ye Qingtian has the style of the sword ancestor!”
“For many years, I have never seen such a ruthless swordsman.”
“Really!”
The holy realm powerhouses of the six holy places were all extremely shocked, and they only felt that an era had come.
An era that belongs to Ye Qingtian!
All the brilliance of the leader of the Eastern Wilderness must be concealed by him.
“This guy……”
Tiangang Peak Wang Zai, who had been keeping his eyes closed, also opened his eyes, seeing this scene, and it was ablaze.
He waited for a long time for the battle of the upper nine peaks, prepared a lot, and wanted to completely step on the other eight peaks.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingtian suddenly appeared, and before he could make a move, he snatched all the limelight from him.
Wang Zai clenched his fists, his expression was indifferent, and there was a buildup of murderous in his eyes.
Several people challenged, but without exception, they all fell on the platform.
The dispute on the upper nine peaks temporarily ended, Liu Guangfeng was removed from the list, and Zi Leifeng entered the list.
“The battle of Jiufeng begins.”
The Great Sage Thousand Feathers announced the start of the battle for the nine peaks, and the top nine peaks competed for the first place, and the first person on the list could get the first incense treatment.
Touxiang is a very honorable treatment, which has always been extremely fiercely contested.
With Ye Qingtian joining this time, I’m afraid it will be even more exciting, everyone has been waiting for a long time.
But it was Wang Zai who couldn’t wait even more. Qianyu Great Sage’s words fell, and he just got up.
Wang Zai’s gaze was square, his expression was cold and arrogant, and he groaned: “One-on-one is too slow. This time I have to come up with a new rule. You can also go together, one by one. This fragrant I, Wang Zai, anyway. It’s about to be decided.”
His voice spread all over the place, and the total person was a little startled, but didn’t think too much.
The strength of Tiangang Peak is unique among the nine peaks. Wang Zai himself is a genius cultivated by the Wang family. Before Wang Muyan, he was the leader of the younger generation of the Wang family.
The most important thing is that he is a descendant of Tianyin Palace Master Yufeng Dasheng. He has a special position and few people dare to fight with him on weekdays.
“This Wang Zai is crazy!”
“He is the great-grandson of the Great Sage Yufeng, and he is loved again. He was still the son of Tianyin at the time, but he made a big mistake later and only deprived him of his identity as a son.”
“Farer than Ye Qingtian, I feel like he is targeting Ye Qingtian.”
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When everyone was talking about it, Zhou Muyang, who worshiped Jianfeng, came to power.
“Worship the swordsman Zhou Muyang, please advise.” Zhou Muyang arched his hands.
Wang Zai looked indifferent, and in return, he smiled and said: “Zhou Muyang, I just said casually, do you really think you are qualified to fight me?”
“Why not?” Zhou Muyang frowned slightly, and said: “As for your identity, you are Senior Brother Tiangangfeng, and I worship Senior Brother Jianfeng. It’s not clear who wins and who wins.”
“Ah.”
Wang Zai showed mockery in his eyes, and smiled: “People in the two palaces and three courtyards dare not talk to me like this, on identity? What is your identity, what is my identity? You are a Zhou family, and you dare to join me. ?”
The disciples of Tiangang Peak laughed when they heard the words. Who didn’t know that the four major families are the largest, and the Heavenly Dao Sect does not cover the sky with one hand, it also covers half of the sky.
Zhou’s family can’t even queue up for miscellaneous numbers!
Zhou Muyang’s face was green, and he said coldly: “Wang’s disciples are great? You still have to come one by one, without anyone else taking action, I will defeat you today!”
Huh!
Zhou Muyang drew his sword out of its sheath, and a sword light was like a bright sun, and under the blessing of Xiaocheng Xinghe’s sword intent, it stabbed towards Wang Zai.
The sword light came fiercely, like a shooting star across the sky, breaking into the void, and instantly came to Wang Zai’s front door.
Wang Zai wanted to show his hand a long time ago, and said coldly, “Proud.”
Ripples appeared in the space, and Wang Zai’s figure directly disappeared in place, and the violent sword light pierced the sky.
“Where am I?”
Wang Zai laughed, and appeared to Zhou Muyang’s side with a weird figure.
Huh!
Zhou Muyang reacted quickly, a sword swung, and the air was cut into two smooth pieces like tofu.
But he still slashed, Wang Zai laughed, and disappeared from the same place again.
“Wang Family Secret Technique, phantom step!!”
Someone recognized Wang Zai’s body style, and their expressions changed.
Relying on the magical shadowy step, Zhou Muyang’s sword light couldn’t even touch the corner of Wang Zai’s clothes, and soon he was sweating profusely.
Hum!
Suddenly, Wang Zai appeared strangely, and violently stretched out his hand to clamp Zhou Muyang’s sword.
The sword body trembled and trembling, no matter how much Zhou Muyang struggled, he couldn’t pull the sword body out.
Wang Zai smiled coldly, and lightly exerted force with both fingers, and a scorching breath burned the sword body crimson.
“Swordsmen are rubbish.”
Wang Zai twisted hard, Zhou Muyang’s sword shattered every inch, and before he could react, Wang Zai printed a palm on his chest.
Click!
Zhou Muyang’s chest ribs were all broken, and a huge handprint sunken in.
Puff, Zhou Muyang was in pain, and the blood in his mouth kept overflowing.
“For the sake of the same door, I won’t kill you, let’s get out.” Wang Zai stood with his hands in his hands, and said with a cold and arrogant expression.