The Heavenly Sword Emperor

"Number one!"

When Yang Feidao roared out a sentence with strong provocative words, all the elders raised their brows.

In the distance, all the disciples narrowed their pupils slightly and looked at Chen Bufan opposite Yang Feidao!

There are no secrets in the long life.

This is especially true for this group of geniuses who are about to face a big competition that is enough to change the entire Long Habitat pattern.

Three days ago, the incident that happened in front of Chen Bufan's residence could not hide anyone at all.

Everyone knows the conflict between Yang Feidao and Chen Bufan!

And now, the first round, the first game, is right!

"It's alright." Tian Yang smiled slightly and looked at the eighth Canghai Sect elder with an indifferent face, "My luck is not bad."

Hearing this, everyone was slightly stunned.

What is good?

Although Yang Feidao actually invited an elder from a hostile sect as a foreign aid, all the disciples despised him.

However, the strength of the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect is obvious to all.

Even some of the elders of the long-lived realm are not the opponents of the eighth elders of the Canghai Sect!

Tianyang is only the second-level peak of Wu Zunjing, not even Chen Bufan!

Who gave him the courage to say that he was lucky?

"Have you lost your mind?" Someone said to himself, looking at Tian Yang with a look of pity, "How pitiful."

"I was caught by Chen Bufan's lack of vision, and he foolishly came to the long-lived realm for a trip to the muddy water. In the end, although it may be fine, it is inevitable that he will suffer some pain."

"Now, it is estimated that he has expected his tragic ending and completely gave up on himself."

Hearing this, the other disciples nodded.

The eighth elder of Canghai Sect, the fourth-level peak of Wu Zunjing.

Tianyang, the second-level peak of Wu Zunjing.

There is a gap of two great realms. It can be said that among the four foreign aids invited by the four disciples, the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect is the strongest!

With such an existence, a single finger can crush countless Tianyang!

"Good luck? It seems that you are very considerate of others."

The eighth elder of Canghai Sect raised his brows, smiled slightly, and said.

"However, no matter what you say, it is impossible to change the fact that you are about to lose to me."

"Well, for the sake of what you said, I'll take it lightly."

The corner of Canghaizong's eighth elder's mouth twitched, revealing a arrogant and disdainful smile.

The fourth-level peak of Wu Zunjing, this is his reliance!

Any second-level peak of Wu Zunjing, in front of the fourth-layer peak of Wuzunjing, is garbage!

At the realm of Wu Zunjing, the gap between each small realm is extremely huge, not to mention, there are two small realms!

Hearing this, the corner of Tianyang's mouth twitched, "I hope you can say that again in the future."

"Now, No. 1, go to the Yuntian Arena!"

At this time, on the elders' table, the third elder said.

In the middle of the sky, an arena as large as a hill appeared, and Tianyang and the eighth elders of the Canghai Sect came to the arena in an instant.

Yuntian Arena, the largest arena in the Changsheng realm.

In this arena, as long as the strength is in the Martial Sovereign Realm, there is no need to consider whether there is room to play!

"Now admit defeat, I can still give you a chance to cut off your arms and make up for your sins."

On the arena, the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect disdainfully said, Tian Yang smiled faintly upon hearing this.

"This sentence, I will return it to you as well."

"Looking for death!" Hearing this, the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect was instantly angry, and the next moment, sword-shaped rays of light appeared in his hands!

"You don't eat and drink for toast, then don't blame me for taking action and chop up your limbs!"

"The art of mastering the sword, the sword penetrates the rainbow!"

The eighth elder of the Canghai Sect snorted coldly, the true essence of the fourth level of Wu Zunjing's peak, and the Canghai sect's Heavenly Rank exercises were running wildly.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth poured into the body of the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect like the great river of the Yangtze River, and then gathered on the dozens of flying swords of light.

Killed out!

A sword, pierce through space!

"It's the Canghai Sect's sword-wielding technique, as well as the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique, the Canghai Great Earth Art! This eighth elder of the Canghai Sect... As soon as he comes, this is such a killer move!"

Someone screamed in horror and recognized the methods of the eighth elder of the Canghai Sect.

I used to say that it was easier to attack, but now, once it is shot, it is enough to make any second level Wu Zunjing realm only cut off its head and die.

"The duel between the strong has never made any promises."

The other person shook his head, "It's just that this is Chen Bufan, the second time he's blind."

"This time, it is already the final competition. It seems that the son of the former realm master is about to end."

These disciples don't know what happened between the former realm master and the current realm master.

However, as the son of the former realm master, Chen Bufan was beaten to Changsheng City, which is equivalent to the place outside the gate of Changsheng to practice. Obviously, nothing good happened.

If Chen Bufan is defeated, Hua Xiu, the son of the current realm master, will never let him go!

At this moment, Chen Bufan also looked anxiously at the Yuntian Arena.

This sword gave him the feeling.

You can't stop yourself!

"I don't know if Master Yang can block it!"

Chen Bufan was extremely anxious, but at this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly swept to Tianyang.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This smile appeared when dealing with the ancient book of illusion, two of the eighteen thieves who killed Yunling in one second, appeared in front of Jin Daoping, and also appeared in the battle against Dan Wang Wu Qingchen.

Seeing this smile, Chen Bufan was instantly relieved.

This smile appears, it means.

Tianyang, the winning ticket is in hand!

"The art of riding the sword? Coincidentally, I can also use the art of riding the sword."

Looking at the hole that penetrated the space, it merged into a long sword in an instant, and with the shocking Changhong, the sword penetrated Changhong in front of him, and Tianyang smiled slightly.

"The art of mastering the sword, the sword is divided into ten thousand shadows!"

Tian Yang gave a low voice, and the power of Yuanshen bloomed!

Seven-star secret technique, the seven stars came out together, turned into seven swords of primordial spirit stars, and burst out.

At the same time, these seven long swords also turned into endless sword lights and countless sword shadows!

"Hahaha! Looking for death! The sword penetrates Changhong. It is a sword with extremely condensed attack power. This guy actually spreads his power!"

Seeing this, Yang Feidao laughed wildly, "Does this guy think he didn't die fast enough? He actually used such a stupid trick at this juncture!"

"The overall situation is set!"

Yang Feidao laughed wantonly, and at this moment, Tian Yang's lips lightly opened.

"Thousands of shadows are like threads, weaving the world."

One after another mysterious and powerful aura slowly emerged from Tian Yang.

Feeling this aura, the eighth elder of the Canghai sect only felt strange, while the great elder of the long-lived realm changed his face in an instant!

Suddenly got up and looked at Tianyang in disbelief.

This is... the power of the Holy Way!

boom!

And right now.

That heavy sword shadow also killed the sword energy Changhong!

boom!

Why Tianyang has the ability to fight recklessly, but chooses to spread his strength?

because……

This sword of all shadows, every sword...

Can run through this long rainbow!

Countless sword shadows, passing through the sword energy Changhong, followed.

This sword turned into light and dust in the sky.

Disappear!