As soon as the stars in the sky appeared, they collided with countless sword lights. The sword lights disappeared silently, making Fulong stunned for a moment, and then, boundless anger arose in his heart.
After three attempts, he was blocked by the opponent twice. This time he was supposed to kill the opponent, but was destroyed by the opponent's weird attack again. What kind of geek is this?
Fulong didn't have any thoughts to explore what other trump cards the opponent had. In his heart, there was only an endless sense of crisis and the idea that he had to kill the opponent.
When the long sword was taken out, this time it was not a rain of swords all over the sky, nor a brilliant light all over the sky, nor the image of a divine dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist, but the clear long sword that exuded an ethereal feeling, as if
It seems to be hidden, seems to be real and seems to be illusory, slowly coming towards Wei Yang.
In the eyes of others, this long sword was so slow, but in Wei Yang's eyes, the long sword flashed across space and came directly in front of him.
'boom'
Fortunately, the long knife in Wei Yang's hand collided with the opponent's sword. Otherwise, the godhead between his eyebrows might have been shattered.
However, such a killing move still injured Wei Yang, and his body fell to the ground, causing the formation on the fighting platform to suddenly appear, and finally slowly disappeared to the ground.
The power of space, this is definitely the power of space. Now Wei Yang understood why the people who were against Fulong watched helplessly as the opponent's long sword pierced their godhead and took away their lives.
That's because this sword has transcended space, making it impossible to guard against it.
If it weren't for the fact that Wei Yang also had the power of space and could dodge in a small area in time, he would have turned into a corpse and fallen on the fighting platform just like the enemy who was buried in Fulong's hands.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wei Yang struggled to get up. Although his body was severely injured, when the other party used the power of Taoism to enter the virtual realm and derived the power of this space, Wei Yang suddenly understood that the other party's
He also understood the method of cultivation, his unique avenue, and even more understood the true meaning of swordsmanship and how to integrate it into the artistic conception.
Unfortunately, Fulong once again manipulated the sword, obviously not wanting to give him such a chance. That cold light that exuded cold murderous aura suddenly appeared on his body. Wei Yang smiled mockingly to himself and slowly closed his eyes.
eyes.
But with a glimmer of hope, Wei Yang would never choose to give up, but the body that he could not control at the moment could not drive his godhead to emit the power of Taoism, so he could only choose to wait quietly for death.
"That's enough, stop it."
Mr. Xuan's words echoed in Wei Yang's ears. When Wei Yang opened his eyes and saw Mr.
Confused.
"Mr. Xuan, you?"
"Don't talk, just recover your strength quickly."
Mr. Xuan reached out and took out a pill. Wei Yang couldn't help but continue to speak and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
"Mr. Xuan, this seems a bit against the rules, doesn't it?"
Fulong withdrew the long sword hanging in the sky and looked at Mr. Xuan coldly. Although he was defeated by Mr. Xuan, he did not want to let Wei Yang go. This was the enemy in the temple who could threaten his power.
, he will strangle the opponent in the cradle and will never give the opponent a chance to grow. Not only did Fulong secretly regret in his heart, why didn't he just take action with all his strength, then there would be no such result.
"Old Saint, tell me, I will take the Holy Son to heal his wounds first, and we will..."
"Hang on, Lao Xuan, what are you talking about? The matter has not been finalized yet, how come he is the Holy Son?"
The old saint waved his hand to stop Old Xuan, who was about to take Wei Yang away. Old Xuan frowned, a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the murderous aura emerging from his body rolled towards the old saint, which made him even more shocked.
Fulong, who was about to step forward, felt a sudden pain in his heart. Apparently his thoughts had been noticed by Mr. Xuan, and he had been warned by him.
With humiliating killing intent in his eyes, Fulong hurriedly took a few steps back, fearing that he would be killed by Mr.
Chaos, otherwise he wouldn't mind taking action.
What's going on? For a moment, the disciples in the temple were all surprised. They didn't know what the Holy Son mentioned by Mr.
? Just kill him directly. Although Mr. Xuan is one of the four elders of the fourth battalion and his strength is about the same as that of a mage, Mr. Xuan doesn’t dare to provoke public anger, right?
"Old Saint, what do you mean by this? You don't believe what Old Xuan said? Have you forgotten the promise we made to the Holy Lord that day, or have you forgotten our mission? Or you also want to imitate others and want to compete for it?
Is this the position of the Holy Lord?"
The words of the Earth Elder made everyone even more confused and confused. They also made the Holy Elder change his color. It also made other mages have cold eyes and confused looks on their faces. If there is one person among the people who has not changed their color,
Only the Archmage wasted his time.
Not to be happy with things or sad with oneself, this is fully reflected in the great master Xiandu. It seems that Xiandu has never been surprised or curious about anything in the outside world, and it seems that everything is under his control.
.
But as Di Lao finished speaking, Shudu immediately couldn't bear it anymore and frowned at Di Lao and said: "Di Lao, what do you mean by this? We all know some things, and there is no need to say it so obscurely. Back then, the Holy Lord promised
You all have the right to choose a new Holy Lord, but where does this Holy Son come from? Why didn’t I know?"
Shudu and other mages naturally knew that before the Holy Lord and the Holy Remnant left, they had ordered the four elders of the four battalions to choose the Holy Lord, saying that the new Holy Lord would coexist with light and darkness, and be able to control the Holy Church and the Demonic Hall.
He is the new Holy Lord.
But now that I heard what Mr. Xuan said, could it be that controlling light and darkness does not mean unifying the realms of the Holy Church and the Demonic Church? Then everyone is afraid that they have really entered a difficult situation and been misled by such words.
After Shudu finished speaking, the rest of the people also looked at the four elders of the four camps. Even the audience was talking a lot. They were not aware of the prophecies left by the Holy Lord and the Holy Remnant. Now it seems that Wei Yang is related to the Holy Remnant.
The words are consistent, could it be true that Ru Shudu's guess that the coexistence of light and darkness refers to the gods possessing the power of two kinds of Taoism?
But this is not right. Although there are not many gods with both yin and yang attributes, there have been such candidates in the Jiutang realm, and even in the Holy Hall realm, and it has definitely not been long.
, just not long ago. Then why would the powerful people in the temple conclude that this person is a demon and not the master of the temple? This does not make sense.
"Yes, if that's the case, Sanqing is not the candidate for the Holy Master. You are so sure and biased."
Yu Tu didn't believe this either. It was the destruction of their dreams. Now that they had been fighting for half their lives, they were given wedding clothes. How could they be convinced? Even if Wei Yang was really the Holy Lord's choice, they would not
If you are willing to accept this result, you will even secretly destroy this person, so that the prophecy of the holy cripple can be broken.
