Nightfall Chapter 43: The Sword of Ruling (Part 1)
Ye Hongyu thought about the previous two battles and was silent.
Now in the Xiling Temple, she is the person who has studied divine art the deepest, but she has discovered that the people of Nanhai are worthy of the descendants of the light six hundred years ago, and Zhao Nanhai's divine skills are even stronger than herself.
And the fist between Loeb and the thin Nanhai man has already faintly felt the same as when Tang and Xiahou fought against each other. Loeb is worthy of being the number one martial artist in the royal court, that thin man. Where did the man get this ability?
She was thinking about these things in the gods, and the subordinates of the Judging Division looked at her outside the gods, waiting for her orders. At this time, the formation between Momoyama was ready, and the 2,000 guardian cavalry had already been prepared. Assembling and preparing to start charging, hundreds of black deacons are already preparing to collect corpses for people from the South China Sea.
At this moment, the voice of the Nanhai girl sounded in front of the altar. Her tone was quite natural, because she was calm and proud, so Ye Hongyu raised her eyebrows.
The faces of the ruling officers and the black deacons around the gods are even more ugly. They only waited for the order from the gods to start a large array to punish all these arrogant people from the South China Sea.
Ye Hongyu quietly looked at the little girl outside, as if she saw her proud self many years ago, but she did not order the ruling division to take action, but became murderous when Meishan calmed down.
Chen Pipi has been sitting on the altar. Because of the return of the people in the South China Sea, his sacrifice of the Guangming Sacrifice seemed to be forgotten. He was very satisfied with his current situation. Since he could not guess the true reason why his father transferred the Nanhai Guangming line back to Taoshan, he only needs to make sure that he pays it back temporarily. It's fine to live.
He asked the Xiling guard who guarded the altar to get some tea and melon seeds. Naturally, no one paid any attention, but he still watched the play with relish until he heard the words said by the South Sea girl.
Looking at that Nanhai girl's healthy complexion and delicate eyebrows, he sighed twice. He wanted to have a good-looking life. Why should he go to mess with that woman? Isn't it a pity to die like this?
The Nanhai girl didn’t notice his expression, she looked at Ye Hongyu in the goddess and said: “I practiced Taoism since I was a child. I was a master of magical skills at the age of seventeen. Apart from my cousin, I’ve heard that You are also a magical technique, but for nearly 20 years, the Chinese have known their fate. What right do you have to sit in front of me?"
The people in the room had previously seen her daring to speak to the ruling **** like this, and it was shocked. At this time, it was even more shocking to hear her telling herself that she was seventeen. However, they looked at the Nanhai girl again. Some pity and ridicule, but I don’t know who the cousin she is talking about is a genius.
It is of course extremely rare for a practitioner to know his fate at the age of seventeen. Except for the academy and Zhishouguan, it is difficult to find such an example. The Nanhai girl is so proud and has her own reasons.
However, the spiritual world knows that today's Judgment God Seat, the Dao idiot back then, is not that she can't know her fate at the age of seventeen. She just suppressed the realm in the cave profound realm with great determination, waiting for the perfect opportunity to break through. What kind of horrible mood does this require? What a strong will?
Because of this, Dao Chi Ye Hongyu truly surpassed the category of young geniuses of practitioners, and in a few years until the pinnacle of fate, became the ruling priest that everyone looked up to.
There are many cultivators in the world, but who can really reach the position of Ye Hongyu? How can such a character be contended by ordinary young geniuses?
The Nanhai girl felt the eyes of everyone in the room, and was a little puzzled. She wondered why she could not welcome the admiration and exclamation when she knew her fate, but only pity and ridicule?
She expected that the Central Plains practice world was afraid of Ye Hongyu's position. She deliberately used this emotion to influence her state of mind. She couldn't help but become more angry, and she wanted to call out her own natal sword.
In the beginning, Zhao Nanhai didn’t stop her from ridiculing Ye Hongyu because he knew that his daughter was indeed a genius, and he also thought that Ye Hongyu became a great judge at such a young age, and it did not represent her. How powerful, can only explain the current decline of Xiling Temple.
The South China Sea line is skewed in the South China Sea, and only knows the general situation of the Central Plains practice world, but does not understand the specific situation. It was not until he saw the expressions of the people in the room that Zhao Nanhai realized there seemed to be some problems.
He stretched out his hand to call his daughter, looked at Ye Hongyu in the ruling deity, and said: "The little girl is arrogant and knows the heights of the world, and please forgive me."
Everyone did not expect that he would say this, let alone the person who said immediately: "If the rules of the temple have not changed, I remember to judge the position of the gods and beg in the blood."
In the gods, Ye Hongyu sat quietly with his jaw supported. Hearing Zhao Nanhai’s words, his eyes lit up and said: "If you can kill me, you will sit on the Moyu God Seat."
The inheritance of the Mo Jade God Seat in the Temple of Judgment has always been accompanied by death, and every alternation of the Great Priest of Judgment is a **** and tragic history.
Ye Hongyu was able to become the chief judge, because she killed the former chief judge. Of course, she can completely ignore Zhao Nanhai's challenge, but who is she?
She is Ye Hongyu, and her favorite thing is to fight against the strong. Since we have seen that Zhao Nanhai has extremely profound knowledge in divine arts, there is no reason why she should not fight.
However, it was not Zhao Nanhai who played in the battle. He was a middle-aged fisherman. This time everyone noticed that this man was ranked fourth in the queue of Nanhai people.
The South China Sea ranks fourth among the crowd, so you want to sit on the Mo Jade God Seat? Everyone looked at the black, thin, and short middle-aged man, frowning thinking that this was really overwhelming.
However, after the middle-aged man walked out of the queue, his thin right hand slowly stretched out his red robe, only to hear a clear sword roar, a Taoist sword floating in the air from nowhere.
The Dao Sword is here, and the thin, dark middle-aged fisherman naturally exudes a murderous aura. The autumn breeze of the peach mountain blows the sleeves of the robe, so he looks like a grandmaster!
Everyone in the field will no longer think that this person is overwhelming. The sword in the sheath of Liu Yiqing's waist hummed vaguely. He closed his eyes and felt the sword intent coming from the sky, confirming that he was not his opponent!
Ye Hongyu was sitting in the deity. Seeing that it was not Zhao Nanhai who played the battle, she could not help but frowned. However, since the middle-aged man had already played the sword, she didn't bother to let the other party change.
She and people like Ning Que said they would fight, and they refused to talk nonsense. They waved their sleeves at will, and a sword light came out and stabbed the middle-aged man.
This Dao Sword came extremely suddenly, Nanhai girl Xiao Yu scolded: The attack is shameless! The middle-aged man looked solemn and began to dance before the altar!
Ye Hongyu's sword was as fierce as ever, piercing the middle-aged man's face domineeringly, and there was a deafening buzzing sound in the air on the front of Taoshan.
Middle-aged people are dancing. He is very thin, black and short, so when he dances with his hands, he looks very funny, but his master style is not a little damaged. The extremely thin Dao sword in the air suddenly disappears in the air with his dance. , Followed the weird curve to before the gods!
The trajectory of this humane sword is too mysterious. It is not a straight line or a curve. It is more like those swimming fish in the depths of the sea. It is fast, then steep and then turned. It is impossible to guess its path.
This is probably the sword intent that the South China Sea has been accompanied by the sea all year round.
Ye Hongyu didn't expect this man's sword to be so weird. Frowning thoughts rushed out, and the light of the sword came back, and before the gods, he dangerously blocked the opponent's sword.
Only a very soft voice was heard, and the blood-colored veil in the front of the **** was torn open a small opening. This crack was very inconspicuous, but it showed that Ye Hongyu had lost half of the move.
The Dao Sword flew back into the air above the middle-aged man's head, ready to attack.
In the ruling god, Ye Hongyu sat up slowly.
She is a great judge, and she lost half of her moves at the beginning. It is really hard to imagine. The small crack in the **** veil seems a little embarrassing in people's eyes.
Ye Hongyu looked at the middle-aged man outside, the expression on his face gradually condensed, not the dignity of the enemy, but the cold mood as frost, and the killing intent as the wind and snow gradually condensed.
The Nanhai girl Xiaoyu looked at the **** and said, "The ruling priest, but so."
Previously, her father, Zhao Nanhai, and Wang Ting Guoshi did not take advantage of the battle. Sixth senior brother also lost to General Loeb. General Loeb said that the descendant of the South China Sea is nothing but this. At this time, watching the fourth brother defeat Ye Hongyu Half a move, she returned these words to Xiling Temple intact.
Ye Hongyu ignored her, re-supported her jaw and closed her eyes, and her sword flew back to her knees and fell silent. She no longer looked at the middle-aged man with amazing swordsmanship, and her sword no longer wandered in the air, preparing to resist the middle-aged man's weird sword.
Everyone in Taoshan Qianping didn't know what she wanted to do.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly.
At this moment, Taoshan Qianping suddenly became stormy. It is not really wind and rain, because there is no rain falling, in fact there are only violent wind and majestic rain.
The sound of squally wind is a sword rising, and the sound of a rainstorm is a sword rising.
Ye Hongyu still closed his eyes, the Taoist sword was still on his knees, but there were thousands of white turbulences, coming out of his own blood, and stabbing the middle-aged man in front of the altar.
Every white turbulence is a virtual sword.
She closed her eyes, but there was the star of God in her eyes, and she had seen the division of heaven and earth in the front terrace of Taoshan. She did not move a sword, but thousands of swords were used.
Thousands of swords came out, and the second large formation covering Taoshan faintly exudes a faint light, and even the large formation senses and appears on its own. You can imagine the power of these sword rains.
The middle-aged man gave a deep cry and called the Dao Sword to protect his body. He saw that the Dao Sword was extremely thin, shaped like a fish, emitting infinite light instantly, and he was tightly shielded.
Only heard countless clear voices, thousands of virtual swords kept falling like raindrops, wrapping the middle-aged man in it, but the thin lightsaber in front of the middle-aged man was not dimmed.
Enter the kendo with Xiling Shenshu!
Everyone was shocked again, thinking that they are indeed the authentic heirs of Nanhai Guangming. Faced with such violent sword power of the Judgment God Seat, there is no sign of defeat!
The Nanhai girl looked at Ye Hongyu in the goddess and said: "I said you are amazing, but that's all?"
Ye Hongyu held her jaws and closed her eyes inside her. He didn't look at her or the middle-aged man with a bright sword, because she knew that middle-aged man was dead.
She has only used this method twice since the mastery of kendo. The last time before Qingxia, she used tens of thousands of swords and only trapped Jun Mo for a moment. Today, she has only used thousands of swords. .
Just where do you find the second Junmo in the world?
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(Chapter 3 will come out before half past two. I am proud to write about Ye Hongyu. What kind of mentality is this?) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature registered members to recommend it. , Your support is my greatest motivation.)