Chapter 87: Nine Prohibitions of All Laws and the Netherworld Lock

“Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring Talisman!!”

The black mist turned into ferocious and terrifying poisonous snakes, which bared their fangs and bit towards Ye Tian.

"Humph, stop with your petty tricks!"

"Fen Tian - Immortal Slashing Sword!!"

Ye Tian snorted coldly, raised his hand and chopped out with the Burning Sky Sword Technique.

In an instant, the void seemed to be burning, and the fiery red beams illuminated the entire arena, making it impossible to open your eyes.

"Bang..."

When the fiery red beam shot out, endless flames spread to the poisonous snakes. After a burst of severe pain, they retreated one after another.

However, Ye Tian didn't know that Nangong Yan had taken the opportunity to get behind him.

"Nine Prohibitions of Ten Thousand Methods—Netherworld Lock!"

A bone-chilling voice came out of Nangong Yan's mouth.

He was seen pinching his right hand, and thick black energy emerged from his fingertips. As his hand gestures changed, the black energy condensed into a pitch-black iron chain that wrapped around Ye Tian's waist.

"Heavenly Fire, bloom!"

Suddenly, flames came out of his body and burned the black chain.

"What? How is that possible?!" Nangong Yan's face was filled with shock.

The Netherworld Chain he used just now contained an endless amount of evil energy, and even a Jindan cultivator would find it difficult to escape.

However, Ye Tian managed to resolve the situation with ease, and even ended up hurting himself.

“Damn it!” Nangong Yan cursed inwardly, but did not hesitate and continued to control the black air chain.

There was another crisp sound, and Ye Tian's left leg was tied up by the black air, which slowed down his speed a lot.

"Haha! Ye Tian, ​​prepare to die!" Nangong Yan shouted excitedly, he knew he was going to win!

"Nine Prohibitions of Ten Thousand Methods—Ten Thousand Methods Heaven-Swallowing Seal!"

But at this moment, something strange happened, and a terrifying aura swept out from Ye Tian's body.

The left foot, which was originally bound by a black chain, suddenly generated powerful strength out of thin air and slammed heavily onto Nangong Yan.

"Bang!"

Nangong Yan was caught off guard and was kicked away, with a dent in his chest and blood gushing out.

"This... This is impossible!!"

Nangong Yan stood up with difficulty and looked at Ye Tian in disbelief.

“Haha, you think you can trap me with just the Nine Prohibitions of Ten Thousand Laws? This is just a fool’s dream!” Ye Tian said sarcastically.

Although his actual cultivation level is at the foundation-building stage, his combat power is monstrous due to his Golden Crow Supreme Body and various combat methods.

What's more, this is only the strength of his physical body. If he uses all the Taoist magic, even a person at the third level of Jindan will have to kneel down.

"Come and die!"

Ye Tian waved his hand, and the Origin of Heavenly Fire emitted a dazzling light and rushed towards Nangong Yan.

Feeling the pressure from the Origin of Heavenly Fire, Nangong Yan's pupils shrank and he fled backwards in a hurry.

Unfortunately, his speed could not be faster than Ye Tian’s flames.

The original heavenly fire in the sky instantly caught up with Nangong Yan and enveloped him.

“Ahh…”

A shrill scream echoed throughout the arena. Green smoke came out of Nangong Yan's body. All his clothes were burnt and his body was turned into charcoal.

His internal organs were completely burned, and the last bit of his soul dissipated.

Nangong Yan's body fell onto the stage, stirring up a cloud of dust. His wide-open eyes were still filled with resentment and resentment.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

They even wondered if they were dreaming. Did Ye Tian really kill Nangong Yan?

You know, Nangong Yan is the pillar of the younger generation of Wanfa Holy Land, and he will surely be able to enter the realm of saint in the future.

"Hiss... How terrible! So terrible!"

Everyone gasped and looked at Ye Tian with awe.

"Alas~ Nangong Yan lost in the end. Even his most powerful move was defeated by Ye Tian."

"Yes! Who could have expected that the pillar of the Wanfa Holy Land would be defeated?"

…………

At this time, at the seat in the Yulei Holy Land, Wang Daoxuan was waving his arms excitedly.

"Hahaha, I made a lot of money! I lost ten times as much as I did!"

Lei Zhentian beside him looked at his disciple so excited and asked with some confusion.

"Daoxuan, what are you doing? What do you mean by ten times the loss?"

Hearing his master's question, Wang Daoxuan immediately went to Lei Zhentian's ear and whispered.

"The game has started at Jubao Pavilion. I bet 500,000 spirit stones. Ye Tian wins!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Zhentian didn't care how much he won, but stared at him intently.

"Where did you get 500,000 spirit stones? If you don't have a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for not respecting the master-disciple relationship."

Wang Daoxuan, who was originally still excited, suddenly stopped smiling and quickly began to explain.

"I collected all of these myself. I didn't touch yours!"

Before he finished speaking, Lei Zhentian's expression changed.

"Daoxuan, when did you know that I was collecting Spiritual Stones? Also, how many Spiritual Stones are left in my storage ring now?"

"Master! Master! I was wrong! I will make it up to you later. No, I want my original capital for these five million spirit stones!!"

"Haha, this is pretty good. You are really a good disciple of my master. You must do your best in the competition. I will also bet 500,000 on you to win!"

Lei Zhentian nodded with relief.

"yes……"

Wang Daoxuan nodded bitterly.

At the same time, Ye Tian had already walked down from the stage.

Lin Aochen was looking at him with an incredible expression at this moment.

If nothing else, if he had been on the field just now, even if he had activated all of his sword power, or even used the Sword Master's inheritance, he would have been defeated without a doubt.

"How strong are you now?"

Lin Aochen couldn't help but ask.

Even if one's cultivation is improved with the help of external objects, it is only temporary after all.

This time, Ye Tian obviously killed the opponent with his own cultivation, which completely surpassed the norm!

Ye Tian was slightly stunned, then a look of joy appeared on his face. Aren’t the points here?

He coughed lightly and spoke calmly.

"Well, with my current strength, it shouldn't be a problem for me to reach the Jindan stage."

Before he finished speaking, the system's voice came over.

"Ding, the truth told by the host is shocking and arouses people's emotions. 2000 points are obtained."

Hearing this answer, Lin Aochen's mouth twitched. He looked at Ye Tian deeply, shook his head and said.

"Forget it, you should recover your cultivation first. Otherwise, if your cultivation is seriously damaged, it will affect your competition tomorrow."

"Well, what you said makes sense. I will recover my cultivation first. Please help me protect the law."

Ye Tian stopped talking and found a quiet place to sit down.

Afterwards, he practiced the Sun Sutra and began to absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Boom boom~"

As the skills were activated, elements of heaven and earth from all directions poured into Ye Tian's body like the Yangtze River.

Afterwards, the injuries on his body healed at an extremely fast speed.

The Sun Sutra is a top-level martial art. As long as the sun exists, he can absorb the power of the sun infinitely.

This point is far beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners.