Supreme Training System

Chapter 141 Jin Guanghua Rain
"What's going on? Could it be that they entered the Emperor's Blood Cave, and the two of them had a second confrontation."

"Confrontation? How could it be just a confrontation? Zhao Xing's words are very clear. Hong Tiantu is not vulnerable to one blow, but two blows. The words mean that Hong Tiantu can be solved with two moves."

"Hong Tiantu stepped into the Bloody Ancient Road, that is the real seventh level of the cave, how could he be beheaded?"

Perhaps, only those warriors from the Tianxing Academy would know how terrifying Hong Tiantu was.

However, such a terrifying existence was directly beheaded!

Still vulnerable?
Simply being in the Xieyang Mountains is even more shocking than a volcanic eruption.

"It's really vulnerable!"

This is a savage beast who returned from the Emperor's Blood Cave, and said with certainty.

"Hong Tiantu is indeed powerful, but Zhao Xing is a boy who kills the Son of God like a dog. Even the first generation, in his hands, can't get away with two moves."

"This is a young man with real fighting power, comparable to the realm of Nirvana."

For the first generation of the Holy Son, the warriors present also have some understanding.

In the world of Shenzhou, the first generation and the holy son represent the emperor.

What is Huang?
Only by comprehending the mysteries of desolation and stepping into the realm of unsurpassed desolate beasts can one be called an emperor.

Even though the Shenzhou World and the Great Chu Kingdom are different due to the difference in vitality and origin, there will be some deviations.

Such an existence can at least become the lord of the Holy Land in the Great Chu Kingdom.

Except for the martial artist who returned from the blood cave, everyone looked terrified.

"Good! Really good! You are so arrogant that you even dare to deal with my disciples. You dare to stand in front of me, you are playing death!"

Jiang Ping is the vice president of Tianxing Academy, and there are not a few warriors who want to curry favor with him.

Among them, there are many warriors in the realm of Nirvana.

As soon as Jiang Ping's roar fell, a figure flashed out.

However, before this figure could make a move, a golden light streaked across the sky, tearing the void and shaking the sky.

A gust of wind swept across the sky.

Even warriors who have stepped into the realm of Nirvana cannot stabilize their bodies.

"Noisy! Waste of time!"

The majestic voice is not loud, but it can go straight to the bottom of my heart.

The voice of the soul is enough to shake, but it does not have offensive power.

However, it made all warriors feel fear.

Needless to say, I also understand that this golden light is transformed by the golden-winged roc.

The golden-winged roc is a desolate beast.

Huge wings stir the wind and clouds.

"Die!"

A gleam of golden light was shining, like a mighty sun, slowly rising.

The sky is falling apart, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Golden Lightning Rain, every ray of light, like golden lightning, exudes a fatal crisis.

All the golden raindrops, under the control of the golden-winged roc's thoughts, came towards Zhao Xing in an instant.

In fact, for ordinary warriors, even warriors in the Nirvana realm.

With just a little golden glow, the opponent can be easily killed.

As for the Golden Winged Roc, the reason why it displayed such a shocking scene was to scare the chickens and monkeys.

Obviously, Zhao Xing was the chicken in his eyes.

Zhao Xing chuckled, as if he hadn't seen the fatal crisis at all, and remained indifferent from beginning to end.

It wasn't until the kind of sharp pain came that he stepped out and appeared in the void.

A dark light appeared under his feet, and a black lotus flower evolved.

At the same time, Zhao Xing's hands were shining with black and white lights, and a rapidly rotating Tai Chi diagram evolved.

Tai Chi Diagram is the most powerful defense between heaven and earth.

And in the process of spinning, it can also quickly remove the power of the attack.

Similarly, his attack power is not much less.

The Taiji Diagram cuts through the void, separates Yin and Yang, can break chaos, and has extraordinary attack power.

However, it is such a treasure of offense and defense.

Facing the dots of golden light, he was completely unable to resist and was directly pierced.

Zhao Xing couldn't help being shocked.

This is a real holy battle skill.

Although it is only equivalent to the comprehension state of the first-time Taoist.

However, even a random blow from the golden-winged roc was unable to withstand it.

For a while, Zhao Xing still felt tricky.

"This is the method you are proud of, but it's a pity that it's so vulnerable!"

The golden-winged roc sneered.

"He's just a tiny mayfly, can he shake a tree?"

"I have absolutely no objection to saying that he is a mayfly. It is not appropriate to compare an adult to a tree. It is like a sun that shines all over the world. Its brilliance will reach the sky, and its influence will spread throughout the world."

"Actually, Zhao Xing is really stupid! Self-imposed suicide is his only way. This can save his family from disaster. Now? He is facing the scene of death without a place to bury him. And the whole family has to do it Burial."

"One is in the sky and the other is underground, there is no comparison at all!"

The golden raindrops released endless light, covering Zhao Xing.

In the hearts of most warriors, Zhao Xing had already died without a place to bury him.

At this moment, the whole world changed.

A faint light of water rises, and a magnificent scene evolves in the void.

This is a shimmering lake, and the ripples make the whole lake seem to come alive.

A seemingly hazy figure is looming.

When the golden light rain was at its peak, that figure was completely revealed.

This is a man with a majestic figure, a rough and heroic face, ugly eyes, a pair of yellow eyes that seem to be awake and drunk, as if he is addicted to the past and unwilling to wake up.

Hair and fingers and palms are thinner than ordinary people, and hands are at least two to four inches longer than ordinary people.

Around his waist was a four-foot-nine-inch sword.

This person seems to be standing there, but it is like a boundless lake.

Who is he?
Why is it here?
Doubts flashed across all warriors at the same time.

In the eyes of some ordinary warriors, they just felt that this figure appeared a little strange.

And in the eyes of those holy land powerhouses, he is everything between heaven and earth.

Even the golden-winged roc felt a little bit confused.

Although it dissipated in an instant, it was seen by interested people.

Of course, they didn't dare to talk recklessly, they just looked at the ordinary figure with suspicious eyes.

Suddenly, the figure suddenly moved.

With drunken eyes, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed.

Just like a dragon going out to sea, a roc spreading its wings.

The powerful momentum directly takes people's minds away.

A sword pierced out, and a cold light appeared in the void, and the light burst suddenly, turning into a rain of light.

This figure disappeared in the cold light.

The sword light soared, instantly tearing apart the golden light that shrouded the black lotus.

Like an old monk sitting in meditation, Zhao Xing reappeared in the sight of many warriors.

This time, no one dared to laugh at him again.

"Who are you? It is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary unknown person!"

(End of this chapter)