Excalibur

Chapter 791 Ye Bu Mo

Bah!
Young Master Qian Yu seemed to have hit everyone's heart.

In particular, the faces of the Illusion Sea God King of the Light God Clan and others turned pale.

The hall was silent again.

There was only the weak sound of Master Qianyu after he hit the ground.

Everyone looked at Yang Xiaotian's golden finger in a daze.

It was as if Yang Xiaotian's golden finger was a peerless treasure.

Wanxiang Sword Ancestor also looked at Yang Xiaotian's golden finger and murmured: "Invincible!"

The thirteen types of supreme sword intent that reach the pinnacle are already unparalleled, and the fourteen types are even more than peerless and invincible.

The Wanxiang Goddess was trembling all over when she saw Yang Xiaotian's golden finger, and her heart was beating hard.

Who can withstand being hit by this finger?
"It seems that only the Half-Step God Lord is qualified to challenge?" A swordsman ancestor took a deep breath and said uncomfortably.

Everyone's hearts were trembling.

Previously, Yang Xiaotian said that Master Qianyu, who was in the late tenth level of the gods, was still not qualified to challenge. Everyone thought Yang Xiaotian was arrogant, but now they discovered that Yang Xiaotian was not arrogant.

Even Young Master Qian Yu, who is in the late tenth level of the God, is not his enemy, so I am afraid that a strong man who is at the peak of the late tenth level of the God is not qualified to challenge him.

Only half-step god masters are qualified.

Master Wanxiang Palace saw that no one had come out to challenge Yang Xiaotian for a long time, so he could only say: "Do you still want to come out to fight with the Son of Heaven? If not, the first place in the God Group will go to the Son of Heaven."

Everyone was silent.

No one got up again.

After all, even Master Qianyu, who is in the late tenth level of the gods, is not Yang Xiaotian's opponent. Who else in the god realm can fight with Yang Xiaotian?
Just when everyone thought that Yang Xiaotian would win the first place in the God Group, suddenly, an arrogant voice sounded outside the main hall: "With the fourteen peak sword powers, I didn't expect that such a peerless swordsman genius would appear in Canglong Continent."

Everyone looked around and saw a large group of experts walking in from outside the hall.

Seeing the person coming, Wanxiang Sword Ancestor and everyone else's expressions changed.

The visitor was not a master from the Canglong Continent, but Shi Mou, the ancestor of the Demon Sea Palace, the number one force in the Black Demon Continent.

The Black Demon Continent is adjacent to the Canglong Continent, but its relationship with the Canglong Continent is not good. Shi Mou is the number one master in the Black Demon Continent.

"Shi Mou, what are you doing here?" Wanxiang Sword Ancestor suddenly stood up and stared at Shi Mou coldly: "This is our Canglong Continent Kendo Conference, you are not welcome!"

Everyone stared at Shi Mou with hatred.

Shi Mou, with a normal expression on his face, walked in with everyone, and said with a smile: "Since it is a swordsmanship tournament, and only you people from Canglong Continent are participating, wouldn't it be too boring and boring?"

Speaking of this, he pointed at a young man behind him and said: "This is my disciple Ye Bumo." Then he said to Yang Xiaotian: "Little guy, do you dare to compete with my disciple?"

"It doesn't matter life or death! If you can defeat my disciple, I will give you four divine grade spiritual veins, forty sources of Qi of Origin, and four mouthfuls of Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water!"

An ancestor of swordsmanship looked at Shi Mou's disciple in surprise: "Ye Bu Mo? Bu Mo Demon?"

"What, he is the Immortal Demon! Half-step to the peak of the God Lord! Known as the No. 1 under the God Lord of the Black Demon Continent!" In the hall, many Canglong Continent masters were shocked.

Luo Huaming next to Yang Xiaotian was also shocked. This Immortal Demon was extremely famous even in Canglong Continent, not because of the opponent's amazing strength, but because of the terrifying talent of the opponent.

In front of the God Lord, no matter how strong the Half-Step God Lord is, he is still an ant. With one finger of the God Lord, he can crush hundreds of Half-Step God Lords to death.

But this Ye Bu Mo killed a powerful first-level God Lord with half a step of God Lord strength.

Not defeat, but kill!Defeating a god lord with half the strength of a god lord would already shock the continent, let alone killing a god lord!

Because of this, the reputation of this Night Demon has spread throughout the surrounding continent.

"Oh, beat your disciple, four divine grade spiritual veins, forty Qi of Origin and four mouthfuls of Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water?" Yang Xiaotian glanced at that Ye Bu Mo and said.

Shi Mou saw Yang Xiaotian's heartbeat and laughed: "Not bad, how about it?"

"What if I lose?" Yang Xiaotian's expression remained as usual.

Shi Mou smiled and said: "If you lose, just put your life on hold here."

"Okay!" Yang Xiaotian put down the wine glass.

"Junior brother!" Luo Huaming couldn't help but look anxious when he heard this: "Absolutely not, that Night Demon is not as simple as you think, his combat power is extremely terrifying!"

The masters from the Jueqing Palace, the Blood Sword Sect, and the Guangming God Clan all gloated when they heard that Yang Xiaotian actually agreed.

Many Canglong Continent experts frowned, and many shook their heads.

Yang Xiaotian has cultivated fourteen types of swordsmanship to achieve the ultimate level. He is indeed unparalleled in evil spirits, but his level is too different from Ye Bumo. For this battle, almost no one is optimistic about Yang Xiaotian.

If it were an ordinary half-step god master, Yang Xiaotian might still have a few percent hope of winning, but Ye Bumo is not an ordinary half-step god master. He has an equally terrifying talent and terrifying combat power, and can kill a strong person in the god master realm.

Wanxiang Sword Ancestor also frowned and sighed inwardly.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother." Yang Xiaotian said to Luo Hua Ming, then stood up and landed in the center of the hall.

At this time, Ye Bumo also walked out from behind Shi Mou. He stared at Yang Xiaotian coldly. The demonic energy in his whole body was stretched out, and the blood-red demonic energy turned into a blood-colored demonic sea. Above the demonic sea, blood condensed one after another. magic.

"Blood Demon Magical Technique!" Many Canglong Continent masters were shocked when they saw the bloody demon sea around Ye Bu Mo.

The Blood Demon Magic Skill is one of the top ten magical skills in the Black Demon Continent. It is said that after cultivating one hundred Blood Demons, one can become invincible in the same realm. Almost no one in the same realm can be an enemy of one of his moves.

However, the number of blood demons cultivated by Ye Bu Mo has reached a total of two hundred.

Seeing that Ye Bumo had actually cultivated the blood demon magic skill to create two hundred blood demons, the expressions of Luo Huaming and the ancestor of the Tongtian Divine Sect changed even more.

One hundred blood demons are already invincible in the same realm, but what about the two hundred blood demons?

How strong will Ye Bu Mo's combat power be!

"This Yang Xiaotian doesn't know how high the sky is, and dares to challenge Ye Bumo. It seems that he will die!" The Huanhai God King of the Light God Clan sneered.

Suddenly, Ye Bu Mo's blood surged all over his body, and he struck Yang Xiaotian with a sudden palm strike.

Behind him, the blood energy of the two hundred blood demons surged into the sky, blocking the sky.

The entire hall seemed to be submerged in a sea of ​​blood.

A huge blood-colored devil's palm struck in front of Yang Xiaotian.

Just when everyone thought Yang Xiaotian was going to be knocked away, suddenly, lightning surged all over Yang Xiaotian's body, and one mutated divine vein activated one after another.

One thousand, two hundred and ninety-six mutant thunder divine veins turned into pillars of lightning rising into the sky.

Yang Xiaotian slapped it with one palm.

All the power of the mutated divine veins and the fourteen kinds of peak sword power surged out.

(End of this chapter)