typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 592 Defeated

 Looking at Nanmen Tianhong's confident expression, Xu Zimo smiled.

He waved his hand casually, and Wu Geng's sword intent wrapped around his body. These sword intents were solid and sharp.

Xu Zimo waved his hand casually, and saw the sword's intention turning into a sword shadow floating in mid-air.

The shadow of the knife was more than ten meters long, and sharp edges were wrapped around the knife.

With a wave of Xu Zimo's right hand, the shadow of the knife directly broke through the layers of void, and was as fast as a stream of light, directly killing Nanmen Tianhong.

Seeing such power, Nanmen Tianhong opened his hands, and the aura around him was colorful.

All the colorful spiritual energy condensed on his chest, forming a defensive barrier.

When the blade struck the barrier, a "sizzling" sound was heard.

Before Nanmen Tianhong could react, the sword shadow broke through the barrier and cut it in half.

Just a "boom" sound was heard, the shadow of the knife exploded in the pavilion, and dust was flying all over the sky.

The surrounding space was completely shattered.

Everyone looked toward the center of the dust and saw the figure of Nanmen Tianhong gradually appearing.

Nanmen Tianhong looked at Xu Zimo with slightly focused eyes. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and a blood mark appeared from his wrist.

He was stunned for a moment, looked at Xu Zimo and said, "You are very good."

"The first move," Xu Zimo smiled and said calmly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw him slowly pulling out the tyrant shadow behind him. The moment the tyrant shadow was pulled out, the sword soared into the sky.

The entire sky of Cangmang Tower seemed to be split open, and Ba Ying was moaning softly.

The extremely powerful sword intent permeated the entire second floor.

"If you ask the fifteen postures, all life will be dead."

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Xu Zimo always kept this sentence in mind, and at this moment Ba Ying's sword intention began to change.

From scratch, a breath of deathly silence filled the surroundings. This deathly silence contained no emotion at all.

It seems to be destroying everything in the world.

The sword intent changed from invisible to black.

The black sword intent filled the entire space and gathered in the sky. It was like a torrent, trying to swallow up everything.

The endless aura of death merged with the sword intent, as if a big hole had been poked in the sky.

The torrent gushed down, falling mightily.

Under the torrent, everything is annihilated here.

Before the torrent fell, the lotus flowers in the nearby lake had already begun to wither.

The fish became weaker and weaker, and finally floated motionless on the water.

The people below only felt that their vitality seemed to be falling with the torrent and disappearing rapidly.

People's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly used the power within their bodies to resist this force.

"What kind of move is this? Why is it so terrifying?"

"I don't know. Fortunately, we are only around. If this move were to target us, our lives might have been drained before we could resist."

……………

At this moment, Nanmen Tianhong obviously no longer cares about other people's comments.

He looked solemnly at the falling torrent, and heard him shout "Eight Phases World."

At this moment, there were eight "bang bang bang" sounds all around him, and eight different realms spread out around him.

These areas are eight different artistic conceptions and eight different colors.

He sat cross-legged in the middle, as if he were all sentient beings.

Eight different realms are wandering around, some are crying, some are laughing, some are as happy as they want, and some are doing all kinds of evil.

"This is the eight-phase world of Nanmen Tianhong," someone beside him whispered.

"Yes, it is said that this is the way he understood after watching and comprehending the eight great emperors' secret techniques." Someone said with envy.

"People also have this resource. Although Daliang does not have a great emperor, Daliang has good relations with other cities in the eight states.

The reason why this Kyushu region is so powerful is because of the concerted efforts of the cities of Kyushu."

"Having said that, the young man opposite is also quite remarkable.

Just the second move forced Nanmen Tianhong to use the Eight Phases.

You must know that in our Daliang, Nanmen Tianhong has his own arrogance and will never use his unique skills until the last moment."

When the deathly torrent fell from the sky, the eight-phase world of Nanmen Tianhong also burst out with bright light.

This eight-phase world is surrounded by regular shapes, and in the end it seems like eight worlds, swallowing up the torrent.

A "rumbling" explosion exploded from the torrent.

Everyone felt the world in front of them shake, as if the whole world was about to be shattered.

The explosion was deafening, as if the eardrums were shattered.

The moment the explosion spread, an extreme air wave centered on Nanmen Tianhong and began to spread out in all directions.

Some people had no time to escape and were directly blown away by the air wave.

The pavilions on both sides were all destroyed and collapsed, falling into the lake in the central area.

The green lake water rippled with waves, and the fish that died in the water also flew to the shore.

In the space where Nanmen Tianhong stood, almost all the space was torn apart.

When the dust settled, everyone looked around.

Nanmen Tianhong was seen half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.

His white robe was torn in several places, and his hair was somewhat messy and scattered.

His face was covered with dust, his two pupils seemed to have lost focus, and he was half-kneeling there with eyes blank.

……………

"The Holy Son of Nanmen," someone nearby exclaimed.

"This, the Holy Son actually lost," someone said in disbelief.

"Two moves," Xu Zimo said lightly.

"Who are you?" Nanmen Tianhong stood up, stared at Xu Zimo, and asked.

"You don't need to know this," Xu Zimo replied.

"Are you going to take the third move?

Your Eight Phase World cannot stop this third move."

"No need, so what if you block it. I'm not as good as you, and it will only be embarrassing if you continue," Nanmen Tianhong was silent for a while, and finally shook his head and said.

"Then let's follow the agreement," Xu Zimo said.

Nanmen Tianhong turned around and glanced at the woman in red.

Qingmuxuan, who was standing next to him, stepped forward instantly and said, "Nanmen Tianhong, it's not your turn to intervene in the affairs of our Nine Provinces Immortal Palace."

Before Qingmuxuan could finish his words, there was a sound of "Ah" and the woman in red at the back had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Behind the woman in red, someone stood there and attacked her just now.

"You are looking for death," Yue Yi looked at the corpse in front of him, and as if he was crazy, he went to kill the person who attacked him.

The man who attacked didn't resist, and allowed Yue Yi's Heavenly Sword to cut him into pieces by the lake.

Everyone glanced at Nanmen Tianhong and felt a little scared.

No one knew the person who made the sneak attack. Just think about it and you will know that when Nanmen Tianhong made a bet with Xu Zimo just now, he had already made two preparations.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next