Pill Sovereign Reborn

0On the huge fighting stage, Nan Chaofeng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his face calm and indifferent.    

    

"Thank you, everyone. You have come to visit the Heavenly Sage Court.    

    

I'm sure you all know about today's competition. It is a competition between Fifth Lord of the Longyuan Empire and the five Saints from the Skywind Empire.    

    

Here, let us applaud the top ten geniuses. I hope they can give us the most exciting battle. "    

    

Nan Chaofeng said with a loud voice.    

    

In the venue, millions of experts and genius disciples could clearly hear what Nan Chaofeng said.    

    

Immediately, thunderous applause was heard. All the cultivators clapped their hands and cheered.    

    

"Now, I hereby announce that the competition between Dragon Abyss and Heavenly Wind has officially begun.    

    

Next, my academy will have a specialized instructor. abbot's competition will also announce the relevant rules of the competition at the same time! "    

    

Nan Chaofeng once again spoke in a clear voice.    

    

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he arrived at the VIP seats in the middle of the venue. After greeting Dragon Abyss Emperor, he went to the side of Branch Sect Master from the Artifact Dao Hall and took a seat.    

    

After Nan Chaofeng took his seat in the VIP seats, another old man appeared on the fighting stage.    

    

He was one of the top mentors of the Heavenly Sage Court.    

    

"Next, I, abbot, will compete in this competition. At the same time, I will explain the rules of this competition.    

    

The competition would end when one side lost the ability to fight again, admitted defeat automatically, or fell out of the fighting stage.    

    

The winner will have the right to continue challenging the next one!"    

    

The old man said.    

    

He explained the rules of the competition in detail.    

    

"Now, the competition will begin in Skywind Empire. Yuandao is a guest. The first battle will be chosen by the geniuses of your country."    

    

At the end, the old man spoke again. He glanced around and looked at the resting area where the Fifth Saint Son of Heavenly Wind was. He indicated who the opponent would send to fight.    

    

"I'll do it!"    

    

After a long time, among the Fifth Heavenly Wind Saint Son, a short and thin youth that was like a frisky monkey cried out strangely, and then he leapt up onto the fighting stage.    

    

His feet landed on the ground, and with a bang, the fighting stage rumbled.    

    

Fortunately, the material used to build the fighting stage was extremely tough, and it could easily withstand the momentum of a battle between Nether Reaching Stage and below.    

    

Otherwise, that young man who looked like a monkey would have easily collapsed the fighting stage with a single stomp of his foot.    

    

"I've heard about Swordsman Zhou Zhao for a long time. His sword skills are unparalleled. In the Dragon Abyss, the Sword Arts's innate talent is extraordinary, and it far surpasses those of the same age.    

    

I am one of the Five Heavenly Wind Saints, Marquis Molin. In the Skywind Empire, I can be considered to have mastered a bit of sword skills.    

    

Today, I am not talented. I would like to teach Sword Lord a lesson! "    

    

Mo Linhou looked at the resting area of Dragon Abyss Side. His small eyes were fixed on Swordsman Zhou Zhao, who was resting in the resting area with his eyes closed.    

    

As he spoke, a short sword that was not more than a foot long appeared in Mo Linhou's palm.    

    

"Sword Lord, can you accept the challenge?"    

    

On the fighting stage, the old man looked at Zhou Zhao and asked.    

    

In the resting area, Swordsman Zhou Zhao slowly opened his eyes. Ten thousand rays of light flashed across his eyes. The light was like a sword, as if it could pierce through a person's soul in an instant. The divine sense that killed a person was filled with an indescribable and powerful force.    

    

"I, Zhou Zhao, accept the challenge!"    

    

Zhou Zhao stood up and carried the Longsword on his back. He stepped onto the fighting stage and faced Mo Linhou from afar.    

    

Seeing Zhou Zhao step onto the fighting stage, Instructor of the Academy of Heavenly Saints's figure flashed and disappeared. He handed the fighting stage to Zhou Zhao and Mo Linhou.    

    

"Make your move!"    

    

Zhou Zhao slowly pulled out the Longsword on his back and looked at Mo Linhou who was standing opposite of him. His body stood straight like a spear, emitting a proud aura.    

    

"Be careful!"    

    

Mo Linhou said in a low voice.    

    

With a flash, he lunged at Zhou Zhao. The short sword in his hand was surrounded by rays of light. It released the Sword Intent that shot into the sky and pierced towards Zhou Zhao's heart.    

    

The sword he thrust out was extremely fast. It was so fast that it was like a ray of light, making people unable to react in time.    

    

Clang ~    

    

However, Swordsman Zhou Zhao remained unmoved. He used the Longsword in his hand to block the attack of Mo Linhou's sword.    

    

The two swords clashed, and a string of dazzling sparks burst out, producing a piercing metallic sound.    

    

Mo Linhou wasn't surprised. He knew that Zhou Zhao was very strong. It was reasonable for ___ to be able to block his attack. On the contrary, if Swordsman Zhou Zhao was defeated by him so easily... He still found it unbelievable.    

    

Swoosh ~    

    

Mo Linhou's sword was easily blocked by Zhou Zhao. After that, he quickly changed his move and grabbed the short sword in his hand. His body suddenly turned sideways and the tip of the short sword swiftly swept towards Zhou Zhao's neck.    

    

Clang ~    

    

However, Zhou Zhao still did not move. The Longsword in his hand swept once again and easily blocked Mo Linhou's attack once again.    

    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

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Next, Mo Linhou's attack did not stop. The short sword in his hand kept flying up and down, creating sword shadows.    

    

The sword shadows that filled the sky covered Zhou Zhao's entire body.    

    

Each sword shadow carried an extremely powerful Sword Force. Each sword shadow seemed to be illusory, but it actually had an extremely powerful destructive force.    

    

If one wasn't careful, they would be torn into pieces by the sword shadows that filled the sky.    

    

However, Zhou Zhao was Sword Lord after all, and his attainments in sword techniques were extremely deep. He had his own understanding of all kinds of sword techniques and sword techniques, and he also knew the shortcomings of all kinds of sword techniques and sword techniques.    

    

Although the sword techniques that Mo Linhou displayed were extremely fierce, they were still not a threat in his eyes.    

    

Therefore, Zhou Zhao stood still on the spot. The Longsword in his hand kept flying, blocking Mo Linhou's fierce attacks time and time again.    

    

On the fighting stage, everyone could see a series of dazzling sparks, competing with each other.    

    

Waves of violent turbulence were extinguished.    

    

The huge stage started to shake.    

    

It was very difficult for everyone to catch Mo Linhou's sword attack, and it was also very difficult to clearly see the Longsword that Zhou Zhao was waving.    

    

It was truly dazzling, and it made everyone gasp in amazement. They couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air.    

    

"Your sword technique focuses on close combat, right?"    

    

After exchanging over a hundred moves, Swordsman Zhou Zhao suddenly spoke.    

    

"You are good at using short swords, which means you are good at close combat.    

    

If I pull a certain distance away from you, you will be in a very passive position, right? "    

    

At the end, Swordsman Zhou Zhao smiled again.    

    

Then, with a tap of his toes, he performed an extremely mysterious movement technique and easily avoided Mo Linhou's fierce attacks that were like a storm.    

    

The ten million sharp sword shadows and sword lights all dodged one by one. At the same time, they quickly pulled apart the distance between them and Mo Linhou, avoiding the range of Mo Linhou's Sword Force.    

    

When he saw Zhou Zhao use an amazing movement technique to easily avoid his Sword Force range, he wanted to increase the distance between them.    

    

Mo Linhou's pupils shrank. Immediately, he quickly moved forward, not giving Zhou Zhao any chance to dodge.    

    

"Slash!"    

    

Zhou Zhao shouted when he saw Mo Linhou rushing towards him.    

    

With a sweep of the Longsword in his hand, an incomparably sharp sword light slashed toward Mo Linhou.    

    

The sword light was extremely fast, but Mo Linhou still dodged it.    

    

Just as he dodged the sword light, he suddenly saw Swordsman Zhou Zhao holding a sword in front of him.    

    

"You want to fight me in close combat? Sword Lord, you only know how to use Longsword. In close combat, using Longsword is not easy."    

    

Seeing that Swordsman Zhou Zhao dared to take the initiative to attack him, Mo Linhou could not help but sneer.    

    

" Who said I only know how to use the Longsword? "    

    

Zhou Zhao smiled mysteriously.    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Linhou immediately felt that something was wrong. Because he noticed that Zhou Zhao was holding a short sword in his left hand.    

    

At this moment, the short sword was at an extremely tricky angle, piercing towards his throat like a venomous snake. It was extremely swift.    

    

Clang ~    

    

Mo Linhou's reaction was extremely swift, and the short sword in his hand hurriedly stabbed out to block Zhou Zhao's short sword that was furiously piercing towards him.    

    

Swoosh ~    

    

Strong wind suddenly rose, and the Sword Force surged.    

    

Just as Mo Linhou blocked Zhou Zhao's sword, the Longsword in Zhou Zhao's right hand swept towards Mo Linhou's head.    

    

Seeing this, Mo Linhou's pupils shrank, and his eyes revealed a surprised expression. Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough, and he quickly drew his sword to dodge, narrowly avoiding Zhou Zhao's sweeping sword.    

    

However, although he dodged quickly, a few strands of his long hair were still cut off by Zhou Zhao's sweeping sword.    

    

Looking at the strand of hair on the ground that had been cut off, Mo Linhou's expression was ugly. He knew that this time, he was at a disadvantage.    

    

"You dare to use two swords?"    

    

After a long time, Mo Linhou woke up from his daze. He stared at Zhou Zhao, who was holding a short sword in one hand and a Longsword in the other, and said with a shocked expression.