The strongest starting system

Chapter 789 Lost
The endless wind was approaching, but Fan Qingxian's expression was unmoved.

She put her jade hand across her chest and tapped it twice.

A smooth mirror slowly emerged, and the mirror surface seemed to have a strange suction, while rotating, it sucked in the storm from the sky bit by bit.

When Huang Wudao saw this, his eyes showed a cold light, he raised his hand and waved the knife, and another tornado took shape instantly.

"I want to see how much your broken mirror can absorb today!"

Bloody light soared into the sky, intertwined into a world-destroying storm.

Fan Qingxian, who was in the middle of the storm, struggled to support himself.

Her "Mirror of Xuanming" is her most powerful defensive weapon, which can resist the attacks of the Martial Saints.

Her strength can't match Huang Wudao at all, so she can only fight for defense.

The disciples watching the battle had already withdrawn from the hill, watching from a cliff.

"As expected of Huang Wudao, he and Leng Michen were called the two madmen of the Holy Land back then. They really didn't get their name in vain!"

Someone couldn't help but marvel.

"According to his strength, I'm afraid he will be able to step into the realm of martial saints within ten years, and he can be regarded as a top existence among the eight holy places."

"Although the saint is also very strong, compared with him, she is still weaker."

The Holy Land disciples talked a lot.

On the side, Xing Junyan, who was also watching the battle among the crowd, sneered and said:

"What's his innocence? If Zhao Wushuang was still around, I'm afraid he wouldn't even dare to speak loudly."

When the name Zhao Wushuang was mentioned, many people couldn't help but look at each other.

As the most outstanding disciple in the history of Yanyao Holy Land, Zhao Wushuang's reputation resounded throughout the entire Northland.

It's just that the backlash of that level of fame is too strong, and they can't bear it even in the flame resort.

Fighting Wu Sheng and Wu Zun with one's own strength, killing Cao Renbing, the Holy Lord of Taixu Holy Land, and severely wounding the Holy Lord of Extreme Yin and the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Poisons.

And Zhao Wushuang's own strength is only half saint!

Such a record can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented!
Even in the long history of Hokuriku, it is still a brilliance that shakes the past and shines today.

But many people in Yanyao Holy Land are unwilling to mention Zhao Wushuang.

No matter how strong he is, as a devil, he is destined to be crusaded by the world.

It is impossible for Yanyao Holy Land to turn against the other seven Holy Lands and the Kingdom of God for him.

They were both excited and sighing, proud and regretful.

After all, Zhao Wushuang does not belong to their Yanyao Holy Land.

On the top of the ring arena, an endless sea of ​​flames mixed with strong winds rushed up into the sky, like a gorgeous fire dragon.

On the dragon's head, Huang Wudao stood holding a knife, the wind was fierce, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

"Fan Qingxian, that broken mirror of yours is nothing more than a decoration to me, don't struggle anymore, just grab it with nothing."

Huang Wudao shouted in a deep voice.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fan Qingxian has completely fallen into a disadvantage, only relying on the "Mirror of Xuanming" to support himself.

Fan Qingxian originally thought that there was still a chance of a comeback, but she seemed to underestimate Huang Wudao's desire to attack.

Layers of sweat had already oozed from her forehead, and the jade hand holding the mirror trembled slightly.

It's almost the limit!
"Desolate, a villain like you will never be able to become a true Son of God!"

Fan Qingxian gritted his silver teeth, with a look of determination in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, she put away the mirror, and her whole body turned into a stream of golden light, soaring upwards, and the wings of golden light shone in the stormy fire.

She performed her natal stunt: "Phoenix Flying".

This ultimate skill is her perception after fusing the power of the phoenix. It consumes a huge amount of energy, and it takes only a few seconds to perform it.

But the power it caused was enormous.

Fan Qingxian had never been used before.

Today, in order to safeguard the dignity of the saint, and also for the future of Yanyao Holy Land, she is willing to fight.

A high-spirited fighting spirit erupted from Huang Wudao's body.

"Okay! This is interesting, haha! No matter what moves you use, you will be defeated by Huang Wudao!"

Stepping on the dragon's head, pointing the knife at the sky, a monstrous aura surged out, sweeping across the entire mountaintop in an instant, and even spread to nearby mountaintops.

A little closer place directly turns into nickel powder.

Both the fire dragon and the gale spun and converged to the point of Huang Wudao's knife, condensing into two attacks that almost turned into substance.

boom!
Following Huang Wudao's chopping knife, two attacks, one fire and one wind, also fell suddenly, and the range spread to a hundred miles wide.

The wind howled, the rocks rolled down, and countless trees turned into stumps, which fell like raindrops.

The nearby disciples had already retreated hundreds of miles away, looking up at the center of the battle, as if the end of the world had come, they still had lingering fears.

I'm afraid that such an attack will kill them instantly, right?
At this moment, a beautiful figure flew out from the center of the battle, smashed hard on a mountain peak, penetrated half of the mountain, and stirred up billowing dust.

The face of Xing Junyan, who was watching the battle from the outside, changed instantly. He flew up and came to the side of the mountain. When he rescued Fan Qingxian, the opponent was seriously injured.

"Saint, you... can you still hold on? I'll send you to heal right now."

Xing Junyan said that he was about to leave.

Fan Qingxian gently raised his hand to stop him.

"No...don't, I...I can still...get up...cough..."

Although he suffered many injuries and his complexion became extremely pale, Fan Qingxian was still not reconciled.

"No, if you continue like this, you will hurt the source."

On the other side of the mountain, Huang Wudao landed heavily on the ground, smashing two big holes in the ground.

"That's not enough?" Huang Wudao grinned: "This level of strength is not worthy of the position of saint, so let me be the saint son."

After speaking, Huang Wudao walked towards Fan Qingxian with strides, and aimed at the token on her waist that symbolized the status of a saint.

Far above the sky, floating in mid-air, Brahma Zhan Sheng, who stood with his hands behind his back, didn't change any expression.

The second elder frowned and said:
"Holy Master, is this approach inappropriate? Although the Holy Maiden is not as powerful as Zhao Wushuang and Huang Wudao, she is the first to bear the brunt of her reputation. Let Huang Wudao take the position of the Holy Son, I am afraid that I will not be able to convince everyone. "

Brahma War Saint was silent.

Why didn't he think of this?
However, the matter of Zhao Wushuang had already made the Kingdom of Gods dissatisfied. They already knew that their daughter had a close relationship with Zhao Wushuang, so they had some doubts in their hearts.

If this is used as an excuse to crusade against Yanyao Holy Land, Brahma War Saint has no way to refute it.

Therefore, he could only pull his daughter down from the position of saintess and let Huang Wudao take her place.

In this way, the doubts of the Kingdom of God can be dispelled.

After all, Huang Wudao and Zhao Wushuang are deadly enemies, and this action can also show the determination of Yanyao Holy Land to draw a clear line with Zhao Wushuang.

Brahma Zhansheng understands that Huang Wudao is hard to convince the public, and it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among many people.

But until now there is no other way but to take one step at a time.

Withdrawing his mind, Brahma Zhansheng cast his gaze down again.

While thinking, Brahma Zhansheng said indifferently:

"Elders, I have my own plans. You don't have to worry."

Below, Huang Wudao has come to Fan Qingxian.

(End of this chapter)