Terran Guardian - Chapter 2995

Chapter 2979: Wusheng Sword Sutra

“It seems that I have overestimated this boy after all!”

Chongyuan shook his head slightly.

I thought that the other party had the courage to fight Yan Zhenhai, and he must have something to rely on.

But now it seems

that the other party’s strength is at the peak of the ancient immortals, and it is a question whether he can enter the half-step immortal emperor.

This kind of strength.

In the true biography, it is naturally good.

But if it is in the sequence saint, it is not good enough.

Tianchen Saint sneered: “Gu Zhou, it seems that your junior brother is going to fall on the life and death arena. Why not let him admit defeat early and save his life!”

“Tianchen, do you want to fight with me?”

Gu Zhou glanced at the other party, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

“Why don’t you wait until the end of this life and death arena, and you and I will go up and take a walk!” As soon as

these words came out,

Tianchen Saint’s face changed slightly, and then he sneered: “There will be such a day!”

As a thirteenth sequence, Tianchen Saint naturally wants to go further. If he can defeat Gu Zhou and become the third sequence, it will also be of many benefits to himself.

However,

Tianchen Saint also understood that

with his current strength, he was still far behind Gu Zhou in a real battle. They were both

in the same sequence.

Whether they were in the top ten or not, there was a gap in itself.

What’s more,

Gu Zhou was in the top three sequences.

His strength was better than that of other Saints in the sequence.

“Since you don’t dare, then shut up. Otherwise, I don’t mind letting you relax your muscles!”

Gu Zhou said indifferently, which made the latter angry, but he didn’t fight back.

The other Saints in the sequence were not surprised to see this scene.

Although they were both Saints in the same sequence, they didn’t get along with each other. After all, there was a lot of competition between Saints in the sequence.

The sequences ranked in the front should prevent the sequences ranked in the back from taking their positions.

It was normal for the two sides to fight each other.

Then,

Gu Zhou looked at Shen Changqing again and shook his head secretly.

“What a pity!”

As a disciple of Yanyu Immortal Emperor, Gu Zhou hoped that this junior brother could survive, but at present, the opponent could not be a match for Yan Zhenhai.

In the final analysis,

Yan Zhenhai’s strength was too strong.

Other disciples might not be able to see the depth of Yan Zhenhai, but Gu Zhou, as a third-order saint, could see more.

In Gu Zhou’s view, Yan Zhenhai’s strength was almost at the limit among the top half-step immortal emperors. As long as the opponent was willing, he could even compete with other old-fashioned sequences that were ranked lower.

In comparison,

Shen Changqing was a new sequence, and his aura was not strong, so it was difficult for him to be a match for Yan Zhenhai.

As for whether Shen Changqing had the possibility of hiding his strength, Gu Zhou naturally did not believe it.

The reason was simple.

Gu Zhou had the blood of a middle-grade immortal emperor, and he also obtained the blood supernatural power and trained a pair of purple sun divine pupils. This divine pupil not only gave him an additional means to fight against the enemy, but also could see through illusions.

Therefore,

Gu Zhou naturally did not think that Shen Changqing had the possibility of hiding his strength in front of him.

As for blocking the life and death competition, or saving Shen Changqing’s life at the critical moment, Gu Zhou did not have such an idea.

After all,

the life and death competition

is not something that anyone can intervene in.

On the other side,

in the chaotic void,

Yan Zhenhai looked at the blue-clothed monk in front of him, his eyes moved slightly: “Are you Shen Hong!?”

“Yes, I am Shen Hong.”

Shen Changqing stood in the void with his hands behind his back, his face indifferent, and there was not much change from beginning to end.

“If you are willing to admit defeat, Yan can spare your life!”

Yan Zhenhai glanced at Gu Zhou on the seat, and then spoke.

In his opinion, Shen Changqing could not be his opponent. The reason why he challenged him was because Yan Zhenhai coveted the position of the Son of the Sequence.

However,

Shen Changqing was a disciple of the Immortal Emperor Yanyu, which was also a big trouble.

Although the Immortal Emperor had fallen, the other party still had disciples ranked in the third sequence.

If Shen Changqing fell on the stage, Yan Zhenhai could not guarantee that the third sequence would not retaliate against him.

So.

Yan Zhenhai hoped that Shen Changqing would simply admit defeat, so as not to bring too much trouble.

If it weren’t for this background, Yan Zhenhai would not bother to talk so much nonsense, and would directly kill Shen Changqing on the spot.

“Do you know why I want to fight you in the life and death arena?”

“Why?”

“Because I have always been afraid of trouble. Killing you in the life and death arena is enough to make other cultivators afraid and avoid disturbing my practice again!”

Shen Changqing’s words immediately made Yan Zhenhai smile, but this smile looked as cold as the cold winter in December.

“Yan originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that you don’t cherish this opportunity. If so, then you can’t blame me!”

The voice fell.

Yan Zhenhai didn’t want to continue talking nonsense. What about the third-order saint son, he was too lazy to care so much.

Now Yan Zhenhai has only one thought, that is to kill Shen Changqing and step on his corpse to the nineteenth order.

“Boom!”

Yan Zhenhai went all out as soon as he made his move. A divine sword suddenly appeared, carrying the power of the 108 directions of the universe, and went to kill Shen Changqing.

Although Yan Zhenhai was disdainful of Shen Changqing in his words, and did not think that he could be his opponent, for

so many years, Yan Zhenhai believed in the principle that a lion would use all its strength to fight a rabbit, so as not to capsize in the ditch.

So even though the strength of this nineteenth-order saint seemed not strong, Yan Zhenhai was not careless at all.

This sword!

It was Yan Zhenhai’s most powerful sword.

The terrifying power even tore the chaotic void apart. Even the cultivators outside the arena could feel the horror of this sword, and their skin was slightly painful.

“The Sword of No Life!”

“I didn’t expect Yan Zhenhai to have successfully cultivated this magical power. Facing this sword, I’m afraid this nineteenth sequence will have a hard time surviving!”

An elder of the holy land shook his head slightly, and was secretly shocked by Yan Zhenhai’s strength.

The Sword of No Life!

This is a top ancient immortal magical power of the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.

It was created by an immortal emperor in ancient times before he achieved the realm of the immortal emperor. Its power is terrifying.

But at the same time.

Although the Sword of No Life is powerful, it is also extremely difficult to cultivate.

Among the many true disciples, no one can master the Sword of No Life.

Let alone the true disciples.

Even among the many elders present, there are only a handful of people who can master the Sword of No Life.

Because of this.

They were so shocked when they saw Yan Zhenhai use the Sword of No Life.

“Elder Yan, your Yan family has produced a true demon, congratulations!”

An elder congratulated one of the old men in brocade clothes.

Upon hearing this, the latter couldn’t help but smile.

“You are too polite!”

Although he said so.

But everyone could see the joy on the face of this elder Yan.

Yan Zhenhai has not only stepped into the top level of the half-step immortal emperor at such a young age, but also comprehended the Immortal Sword Sutra. In the future, there may be a greater hope that he can break through the immortal emperor realm.

When he thought of this.

Elder Yan’s heart became more and more excited.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Land has been passed down since ancient times. There are many factions in the holy land. The Yan family is one of the many factions. There was once an existence in the immortal emperor realm.

But unfortunately.

The immortal emperor of the Yan family has long fallen.

Since then, although there have been geniuses in the Yan family, no one has been able to compete for the immortal emperor realm.

It was not until Yan Zhenhai appeared that the Yan family saw hope again.

“When Yan’er kills Shen Hong and advances to the 19th sequence, my Yan family might be able to produce an Immortal Emperor!”

Yan Xiong was excited, and his fists were secretly clenched.

In order to cultivate Yan Zhenhai, the Yan family has paid too much, and now it has finally reached the last step.

Once the position of the Sequence Saint Son falls into Yan Zhenhai’s hands, then the Yan family will make some operations, and the probability of Yan Zhenhai breaking through the Immortal Emperor realm will increase greatly.

As for whether Yan Zhenhai will be defeated, Yan Xiong has never thought of this possibility.

At this moment.

Tongtian sword energy has been cut, and Shen Changqing has always stood in the void with his hands behind his back, as if giving up resistance.

“Die!”

Yan Zhenhai’s eyes were fierce, as if he had seen the scene of Shen Changqing being killed by his sword.

But the next breath.

Yan Zhenhai’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that the sword that was enough to kill the top half-step Immortal Emperor, the moment it touched Shen Changqing, the sword energy suddenly shattered.

“How is it possible-“

Yan Zhenhai’s face was horrified, as if he had never expected the scene in front of him.

Shen Changqing looked calm: “It seems that your strength is not as strong as I imagined!”

“Fake, impossible, how can you block the Immortal Sword Sutra with your flesh and blood!!”

Yan Zhenhai was like a madman, slashing out with a monstrous sword energy, bombarding Shen Changqing like an overwhelming force, vowing to kill him on the spot.

The latter’s body suddenly moved, and a punch was sent out to suppress the void. All the sword energy instantly collapsed and collapsed. The remaining power bombarded Yan Zhenhai’s body, breaking through the protective fairy energy in an instant, causing his body to explode.

“Boom!”

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and a strong man who was aspiring to be the top half-step fairy emperor fell on the spot in an instant.

This scene

made the other cultivators stunned in place, as if they did not expect things to develop like this.

No one expected that the situation that Yan Zhenhai was originally thought to win would be reversed like this.

At this moment.

A terrifying aura erupted from the elders’ seats. Yan Xiong stepped on the void, sacrificed an ancient bronze tripod, and went directly to suppress Shen Changqing on the stage.

“Dare to kill my Yan family’s true dragon, I will make you die without a complete corpse!!”

Yan Xiong was now furious and crazy, and he didn’t care about so much. The death of Yan Zhenhai meant that the Yan family’s hope was cut off.

Therefore.

Yan Xiong now has only one thought in his mind, that is, to kill Shen Changqing.

“Elder Yan, you can’t–“

The sudden change made the other elders change their faces.

They also didn’t expect that Yan Zhenhai would be killed at a glance, and they didn’t expect that Yan Xiong would disregard his face and attack directly.

At this time, it was too late to stop him.

(End of this chapter)