Excalibur

Chapter 1930: Not the Strongest Wanpin Jinlian

This huge green dragon was formed entirely of dark and evil sword energy, and it seemed to be the most evil and darkest dragon in the world.

It was as if he was the incarnation of the ancestor of the underworld.

Under the power of Yang Xiaotian's greatest heart of all time, the thirteen heaven-defying holy bodies, and the nine thousand-grade golden lotus, a green dragon and green light burst out, and the world seemed to have fallen into a dark and evil prison.

The green dragon blasted through Cao Bo's sword energy with unstoppable force.

Even if Cao Bo was at the peak of the first level of Saint King, even if his sword energy was integrated with the thirty thousand saint ways, it would be of no avail.

The thirty thousand holy paths, like rotten wood, were repeatedly blasted through and turned into nothingness by the green dragon.

Bilong came in front of Cao Bo.

Cao Bo looked at Bilong who was standing in front of him with a look of horror on his face. An unprecedented sense of danger enveloped his whole body.

He knew that he had no hope of defending himself, so he fled desperately.

However, just as he flew up, he was caught up by the green dragon.

With violent murderous intent and strength, Bilong blasted straight through Cao Bo's body in an invincible manner.

Cao Bo screamed in fear, and his whole body exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist. The Ten Dragon Armor turned into countless pieces, fluttering to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Cao Bo, a Saint King at the peak of the first level, wanted to kill Yang Xiaotian, a Heavenly Saint at the first level, but was killed with a single sword instead. There was no hindrance at all. Cao Bo did not even have the slightest chance to resist and died without a complete body!

Everyone at the scene was so shocked that they could not express it in words.

Cao Bo, who is at the peak of the first level of Saint King, is one of the strongest disciples in this holy war.

However, in front of Yang Xiaotian, she is so fragile!
Fragile!

That’s right, the feeling it gives to everyone is fragility!
After Wu Miao was shocked, he looked at Yang Xiaotian and not only did he not flinch, but his killing intent became even stronger. He stared at Yang Xiaotian and said, "Yang Xiaotian, no wonder you dared to bet that you could win the first place in this holy war!"

"But do you really think you can take first place?"

"Even if you are the best throughout the ages, even if you are a nine thousand rank golden lotus, even if you have thirteen heaven-defying holy bodies, you can never be the best!"

"I, Wu Miao, will completely kill you here today!"

After Wu Miao finished speaking, the holy power in his body circulated, and the long sword in his hand hummed. Like Cao Bo, he simultaneously mobilized the power of his holy body, Taoist heart, golden lotus, and holy way to the extreme.

There is no reserve of strength.

He swung his sword at Yang Xiaotian.

The moment the sword was swung, Wu Miao disappeared and merged into the world, a bit like the disappearance method of the Dark Magic Art.

However, the disappearance of the Dark Demonic Power was a real disappearance, disappearing from this space and time, but Yang Xiaotian could tell at a glance that Wu Miao did not really disappear.

Wu Miao's disappearance was just an illusion.

"It's a pity that you are not the Ten Thousand Grade Golden Lotus, and you are not the Fourteen Heaven-Defying Saint Body. Otherwise, I would be the one to die today!"

In the void, Wu Miao's voice resounded through heaven and earth.

Hard to capture.

Wu Miao’s meaning was very clear. Since Yang Xiaotian was not the Ten Thousand Grade Golden Lotus and was not the Fourteen Heaven-Defying Holy Body, then it was Yang Xiaotian who would die.

Wu Miao exudes immense confidence.

Under the power of his holy body, heart of Tao, golden lotus, and holy Tao, the sword energy was like the sea, and it blasted in front of Yang Xiaotian.

Like Cao Bo, Wu Miao is a saint of thirty thousand ways.

But his holy way and every kind of power are stronger than Cao Bo's!
Although he has the same thirty thousand saintly ways as Cao Bo, his power is more than ten times that of Cao Bo!
In addition, Wu Miao is at the peak of the second level of Saint King, and his own saint power is several times stronger than Cao Bo's. Therefore, the power of this sword is twenty or even thirty times stronger than Cao Bo's previous power!
This is Wu Miao's confidence. Even if Yang Xiaotian's Dao Heart is the best in the history, he still has the confidence to kill Yang Xiaotian.

Facing Wu Miao's sword, Yang Xiaotian remained calm: "You are right, I am not Wanpin Jinlian!"

"But who told you that my golden lotus is of grade nine thousand?"

Yang Xiaotian's eternal first heart once again burst out with invincible power. At the same time, the golden lotus under his feet condensed, and in the blink of an eye it became a nine thousand level golden lotus.

But it did not end after nine thousand, but continued to soar, rising to ten thousand in an instant!

Just when everyone was shocked, they saw that the Wanpin Golden Lotus suddenly grew again.

One thousand and one hundred, one thousand and two hundred...

"This!" Everyone couldn't believe what they saw.

"How could this happen! Isn't the Wanpin Golden Lotus the most powerful golden lotus in the world?"

The Ten Thousand Level Golden Lotus is the limit of the Golden Lotus. This is what their elders said, and it is also what is written in the books. No one in the Holy Realm has ever been able to break this limit.

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Now they actually saw a golden lotus that surpassed ten thousand levels!
Finally, the golden lotus rose to the 10,950th grade!
Three thousand six hundred and fifty equals ten thousand nine hundred and fifty.

Facing Wu Miao's sword, Yang Xiaotian still did not use his strongest golden lotus.

The Netherworld Green Dragon Sword in his hand slashed out again.

The eternal heart of Tao, the golden lotus that surpasses all levels, and the power of the thirteen heaven-defying holy bodies are all gathered in this one sword.

The green dragon appeared again, but it was more solid and its sword energy was sharper.

The entire green dragon was like a green blade that was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. It instantly blasted through Wu Miao's sword sea and blasted into the deeper void. With a scream, Wu Miao, who had just disappeared, fell from the depths of the void. He looked at Yang Xiaotian in horror: "Impossible!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body exploded like Cao Bo, leaving only a bloody mist.

As for what he said was impossible, I don’t know whether he was referring to Yang Xiaotian’s golden lotus that surpassed ten thousand levels, or if he meant something else.

Heaven and earth are silent.

Yang Xiaotian stood there holding the Netherworld Green Dragon Sword, embodying darkness and evil.

The remaining disciples of the Mist Temple were all paralyzed with fear.

Disciples from other sects and families were so frightened that they could not speak.

Yang Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and he swung the Netherworld Green Dragon Sword. Thousands of sword auras swept across, and all the remaining disciples of the Mist God Temple fell to the ground.

after an hour.

Somewhere on the Golden Holy Island, Qianye Shengzi looked at the disciple who was reporting to him in disbelief: "What did you just say? Wu Miao of the Mist Temple died at the hands of Yang Xiaotian?"

An hour ago, Wu Miao was killed and his name completely disappeared from the list, causing a shock on the Seven Holy Islands. Qianye Shengzi asked his men to find out who killed Wu Miao, but he did not expect to hear a piece of news that he could not believe.

"This is impossible. How could Yang Xiaotian, a first-level Heavenly Saint, kill Wu Miao!" He really couldn't believe it.

"Your Highness, I heard that Yang Xiaotian's Dao heart is not the Xuanming Dao heart, but, but." His subordinate said this, perhaps too excited, and could not continue.

"And what?" asked Qianye Shengzi angrily.

"But he is the best in history!" the subordinate said with all his strength.

“Eternal, eternal number one!” Qianye Shengzi trembled all over, his tongue stiffened: “It’s him, he cultivated the eternal number one!”

Previously, he had also felt the power of the Dao Heart, which was the best in the history, and was still wondering who had cultivated such a terrifying Dao Heart. Now he finally knew who it was.

(End of this chapter)