Chapter 3076
Chapter 3076
There was no doubt about Zhou Yuan's strength.
An absolute genius.
It would not appear for ten thousand years!
His comprehension of the way of the sword was even higher than that of the Sword Peak s. He could represent the fatry sect better in this battle, and this kind of great battle was extremely helpful to Zhou Yuan.
The monk was slightly shocked, he looked at Zhou Yuan and asked: "brother Zhou, is he the nephew of the demonic expert who killed him in a second?"
Zhou Yuan coldly snorted, and said: "Who is your eldest nephew?"
"Err …"
"Hahaha …"
The monk smiled and said: "Young Sect Master Zhou, are you sure you want to fight?"
Zhou Yuan sneered: "Scared?"
When the time comes, it will affect the rookie competition. That is the best chance for the younger generation of the western regions to make it, and they might even be able to enter the Sky Sect of Ling Clan to become the descendant of god's tribe. That is the dream of the Universal Realm's martial arts training.
"Humph!"
Zhou Yuan coldly snorted, and said: "You should still worry for your people."
And then …
Zhou Yuan looked at Lan Mei and said, "Don't worry, I won't lose."
Then.
Zhou Yuan looked at Xuanyuan Li Er again, and said: "Little Sister Li Li, what you promised me earlier …"
Xuanyuan Li Er said indifferently: "As long as you can win, I'm willing to advance the date of marriage by one month!"
In this instant, a trace of light flashed across Zhou Daoren's eyes. Before, he was still worried that it would be too late, but now, it seemed that he did not need to worry at all.
He thought to himself, "As expected of my son, hahaha … This is a beautiful move! "
Just now.
In order to let Zhou Yuan participate in the battle, she had made her own conditions.
The wedding was a month ahead of schedule.
She did not think about the future; she only wanted to protect Lan Mei. No matter what, even if Long Fei did not recognize her, she still wanted to do something for him.
Because …
She felt that she owed Long Fei.
Furthermore, since Long Fei was not around, it was even more appropriate for her to take good care of him.
At this moment.
Xuanyuan Li Er looked at Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan replied: "Don't worry, I know!"
Zhou Yuan looked at the monk: "If it was the girl from god's tribe, would they be able to bet?"
Zhou Daoren shivered.
He was a little unwilling in his heart, but when he thought about Xuanyuan Li Er's promise to advance the date of marriage by one month, he did not say anymore, and could be considered to be tacitly accepting it.
The monk said, "Looks like Young Sect Master Zhou is still a lover. There's no problem at all. Let's change the bet and use the girl from before."
Zhou Yuan laughed in satisfaction, looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression, and said: "Come, take out your sword, using your strongest technique, if not, you will not have the chance."
Very confident.
He was incredibly confident.
With regards to the way of the sword, Zhou Yuan had extraordinary comprehension.
Moreover.
In all these years, he had never lost a single match in the Dao of the Sword.
The cold-looking man raised his eyes slightly, his gaze turning into a sword intent, locking onto Zhou Yuan.
Sword intent!
In that instant, his body was like an incomparably huge sword. The entire plaza, and even the entire saints hill, were filled with sword intent.
Everyone's minds were filled with a single sword.
Many people did not dare breathe as if the sword would die if it fell. Even some of the elders from the saints hill were holding their breaths.
Zhou Daoren's gaze tensed up, "What a strong sword intent."
Zhou Yuan smirked and said: "The sword intent is not bad, but... "Compared to me, it's still a little lacking."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Zhou Yuan lightly moved his right hand.
He performed a Sword Drawing Mode, but he didn't have a sword sheath on his waist, nor did he have a sword. He pulled out a sword hum with his right hand.
Swordless Sword.
The sword's cry was ear-piercing.
The sky darkened heavily, as if it was being crushed by the sword shadows released from his body.
It was also an extremely powerful sword projection.
At this moment.
The entire plaza was incomparably quiet. No one made any sounds of discussion, because they were all in the Sword Intent World at this very moment. If they were to move around randomly, or speak carelessly, they might die.
The cold man said coldly, "Interesting!"
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a sinister and evil expression.
Then.
The cold-looking man's eyes flashed.
A sword light flashed.
His body flew out like a bolt of lightning, from his body to his left and right, countless swords flew out from all directions. One could see with the naked eye the shadows of the swords, each of them as real as a sword.
In the four regions of the world, the sword shadows were like the sky.
One sword.
Fury Slash!
His sword struck out.
Zhou Yuan sneered, "Just this level of power?"
Arrogant was arrogant, but Zhou Yuan didn't let his guard down. He moved his body, and said with a faint voice, "Divine Path!"
"Buzz!"
The sky exploded.
Endless power surged out.
It was impossible to see its speed. The sword struck down.
"Crack!"
An ear-piercing streak of lightning streaked across the sky. The sky split open, and the surrounding space began to crack apart. These two forces were too ferocious.
The two figures bounced away.
The cold man coldly said, "The Divine Path sword intent is only so-so."
Zhou Yuan's eyes turned sinister, "You're courting death!"
His figure disappeared.
"Annihilation!"
"Boom!"
His figure suddenly appeared, and the endless space behind him shattered. This sword attack was even sharper than the previous one.
"Die!"
Zhou Yuan let out a heavy roar.
The cold-looking man's figure constantly changed, as he surrounded Zhou Yuan from all directions. However, every single one of his figures were enveloped in the effects of god's annihilation, making it impossible to dodge.
"Humph!"
"You want to hide?"
"You can't escape!"
Zhou Yuan was incomparably confident.
The power of divinity annihilation could be described as overbearing.
Of course.
If it was released with the power of the Devil Dao, then it wouldn't be considered tyrannical, but rather peerless.
It was just that …
This occasion could not be used, otherwise the fatry sect would be crowned as the Magic Tribe.
"Flee?"
"Hehe …"
"The word 'flee' has never existed in my world." The cold man's cold voice rang out, and the shadows that were surging all around him exploded.
"Rumble!"
"Sword Tomb!"
"Myriad Swords Return to Ruins!"
"Hualala …"
Countless cracks appeared in the sky, and from each crack, a sword descended. It was as if the entire sky was raining sword rain.
Sword Rain.
It transformed into an enormous divine sword.
The divine sword pierced towards Zhou Yuan's head.
The two sword intents clashed once again.
However...
This time, the cold man's sword intent completely dominated the sword intent released by Zhou Yuan, and even the power of the God's Destruction sword intent was being suppressed.
The sword landed.
"Hualala …"
Countless spatial rifts.
Zhou Yuan fell from the sky.
He was directly smashed to the ground by that enormous sword.
Both of Zhou Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.
The cold-looking man sneered, "Trash!"
The sword didn't slow down at all.
The devil thoughts in Zhou Yuan's heart exploded.
It was just that …
In that moment, Zhou Daoren's figure disappeared. With a swing of his sleeve, he caused the gigantic divine sword to tremble violently. A strand of energy entered Zhou Yuan's body and he gently shook his head. The monk's eyes were shocked as he laughed lightly, "brother Zhou, I've won again!"