Chapter 54: The Youngest Son

There are three great gods in the Taiyin Divine Palace, nine great holy sons, and they are the strong men of the younger generation who are famous in the three thousand worlds, all of them are arrogant people, and even one of the gods is already able to match the older generation.

Lu Shifang, one of the nine holy sons of the Taiyin Divine Palace, cultivated to only the lower Heavenly God Realm, which is insignificant in the Three Thousand Worlds, but if anyone knows his age, they will definitely not feel that this person is weak, from the mortal body of the flesh to the current lower Heavenly God, the Heavenly Extreme Realm Divine Soul Realm, he only took five thousand years, five thousand years, most cultivators are only afraid that they are still wandering in the fairy realm, but he has already reached the heavenly god realm.

And what's even more shocking is that his combat experience doesn't look like he's only five thousand years old, and his cultivation doesn't have the slightest sense of vanity, many people say that if he grows up, within a hundred years, I'm afraid that the first holy son will be him, and within a thousand years, he may even become the youngest divine son ever.

Because unlike other holy sons, he has no background, but relies on himself, struggling all the way from the mortal womb of the flesh, and experiencing countless lives and deaths, so that he has today's cultivation and status, but among any big forces, it is impossible to be calm, for Lu Shifang, who has no background, but can be equal to himself, the other holy sons are very disdainful, so he came here, an extraterritorial battlefield.

Hundreds of years since becoming a scout, many scout powerhouses in the fairy and demon world and the human world have fallen into his hands, but unfortunately, there are always times when things don't go well, a few days ago they met a scout team of the fairy and demon army, after a fight, he killed the squad leader with his own hands, but he didn't expect that the person was dying at the time of death, he cast an extremely vicious and terrifying poison technique, his team was killed and injured, if he wasn't in the realm of gods, he reacted quickly, at this time he himself was afraid that he should also be seriously injured.

Later, he encountered another scout of the divine army, both sides had already lost half of their people, and they happened to be the same door of the Taiyin Divine Palace, so they temporarily joined forces and went back to the barracks first, but they didn't expect to meet a scout team of human beings, just to vent the anger in their hearts.

That team, the most powerful is only the Xuantian Eightfold Heaven, and there is also a Xuantian Sevenfold Heaven realm, a Xuantian Fivefold Heaven, and a Xuantian Triple Heaven, which is nothing to him, not to mention that there are five helpers around him, which is enough to eat them.

Waiting all the way to the crazy rush and seeing the scout team, Lu Shifang's heart became more confident, and he knew at a glance that this was a recruit team, and it would definitely not be more than five years since he came, such a team was the scout of the major camps that he liked to encounter the most, these recruits may be powerful, or they may be wise, but they have no experience in surviving in places like extraterritorial battlefields and galaxy chaos, once they encounter danger, they know that they are on a rampage, and they are definitely the easiest people to deal with.

However, as soon as he engaged, he found that he seemed to have neglected something, because it was not the martial artist of the Xuantian Eightfold Heaven Realm who rushed up to block him, but the one of the Xuantian Sevenfold Heaven Realm, and the aura of this martial artist was the same as the divine consciousness aura that he had just sensed.

"I didn't expect to meet a Tianjiao in the human world here today, Lu Shifang, the ninth holy son of the Lower Taiyin Divine Palace, this is the jurisdiction of the Seventh Legion, I don't know which holy son of the Purple Cloud Palace your Excellency is?"

Lu Shifang's Yin Owl's eyes were staring at Xiao Yun, and a black, Taiyin cold Qi flew out of his hand, instantly turning into countless divine chains, and jerked towards Xiao Yun's body.

"I'm just a nobody, and I can't enter the eyes of the Purple Cloud Palace. ”

On Xiao Yun's body, the true yuan surged, and the domineering and powerful aura made the space shake a little, and a punch of the illusion of ten thousand spirits, around his body, countless punches erupted, and Lu Shifang's Yin Lock Han Aya collided with each other, bursting out one after another strong and extremely cold fluctuations.

"It's not from the Purple Cloud Palace? Looking at your age, it should not be more than a thousand years old, and you have such a cultivation, you are definitely one of the Tianjiao in the human world, is your Excellency not even willing to reveal your true identity?

Lu Shifang's face remained unchanged, and the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and he said with great sarcasm and disdain.

"Hehehe, am I Tianjiao, you don't care, I don't care, as for who I am, you are not qualified to ask, the master doesn't want to tell you, what can you do?"

Xiao Yun smiled, ignoring Lu Shifang's sarcasm, but said extremely calmly.

The tone of the two of them was very calm, but the attack in his hand was absolutely merciless, Xiao Yun's heart was also extremely dignified at this time, and he entered the extraterritorial battlefield, which are the strong men of the young generation of the major forces, he naturally knew, he had already heard of the prestige of this Lu Shifang, but he didn't expect to come out on a mission for the first time, and he actually met this, the youngest Tianjiao in the three thousand worlds.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, if you kill you, won't you know your identity? Such a young and strong man can fight with me, and you can't be left, I don't know what the forces behind you will think when they see your head......?"

Lu Shifang smiled coldly, and a Senhan Treasure Knife appeared in his hand, and the ferocious aura suddenly dispersed, making Xiao Yun feel the blood red in front of him.

"Good knife, take me a sword. ”

In his mouth, a long sword also appeared in Xiao Yun's hand, it was the Xuanguang Demon Sword, but the Xuanguang Demon Sword at this time was already very different from before, so Xiao Yun was not afraid of being recognized, as for the Linglong Immortal Seal and the Xuanguang Palace, it was absolutely impossible to take it out unless it was absolutely necessary, Lu Shifang was a Tianjiao, there must be a strong man in secret, in case someone sensed it, he had nowhere to escape if he wanted to.

The sharp sword intent cut through the space, and instantly fought hard with Lu Shifang's sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the space was torn apart, the mountains not far away were shattered, and Dong Dongli and the others who were fighting below all changed their complexions, retreated crazily, and looked at the two people who were fighting in the void in shock.

Dong Dongli and the others didn't expect Xiao Yun to be able to fight this lower Heavenly God powerhouse to such a point, and the strong man on the other side obviously didn't understand why their Senior Brother Lu hadn't been able to clean up this little Xuantian Sevenfold Heaven Realm martial artist for so long.

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In the explosion of sword qi and sword, Xiao Yun and Lu Shifang retreated at the same time, avoiding the edge of the opponent's attack, Lu Shifang's face was just more gloomy, but Xiao Yun's face was red, and the corners of his mouth were bloody.

"You are very strong, but unfortunately, the lack of cultivation is difficult to cross after all, suffer death, the sword dominates the world. ”

Lu Shifang forcibly suppressed the violent movement of the divine power in his body, roared wildly, domineering and horizontal, and the treasure knife in his hand instantly turned into a thousand-zhang giant knife, slashing towards Xiao Yun.

At this moment, Xiao Yun felt that everything around him did not exist, in front of him, a huge sword mountain that he didn't know how high or big it was, no matter which direction he took refuge, he would inevitably be suppressed by this knife mountain.

"A good move to dominate the world, see me break you, a sword in the sky. ”

Xiao Yun's chest suddenly became arrogant, a long roar, a flood of desolation on the long sword in his hand emanated, Xiao Yun's mind appeared the mystery of the hand of the heavens, a big hand of the desolation slowly merged into his inner heaven and earth to suppress the Quartet's long sword.

A sword in the sky

Xiao Yun comprehended a sword skill from the ancient battle technique of the heavens, and he used it, and sword mountains that exuded an ancient aura appeared around Xiao Yun and rushed towards the sword mountain.

"Ancient sword skills? No, the sword skills comprehended from the ancient sword skills, you are really the Tianjiao who was hidden by the snow. ”

Lu Shifang's face changed slightly, and he lost his voice.

Ancient combat skills are generally in the hands of palace-level forces, because of the perennial war and the chaos of the cultivation world, there are very few of them that are circulated outside, even if some ancient ruins appear, they will soon be taken away by the major forces, Xiao Yun can master an ancient combat skill, Lu Shifang naturally thinks that he is also from palace-level forces.

In addition, the major palace-level forces have a young generation of strong men who have an extremely loud reputation in the Three Thousand Worlds, but no one is a fool and reveals all the hole cards in front of people, after all, these famous Tianjiao are basically exposed to the enemy's knife edge, and they may be attacked and killed by the enemy at any time.

Therefore, there are snow-hidden geniuses within the major forces, and these snow-hidden powerhouses are the most precious wealth of a force.

Thinking of this, Lu Shifang couldn't help but feel excited, if he could kill a Snow Hidden Heavenly Glory, even if it was only the Xuantian Realm, it would be a great achievement, which could make his position in the Taiyin Divine Palace more stable, in fact, with his talent, he was enough to become the Snow Hidden Genius of the Taiyin Divine Palace, but unfortunately, he was not a descendant of the Taiyin Divine Palace, so although he had the identity of the Holy Son, in fact, his status in the Taiyin Divine Palace was still very embarrassing.

"Hidden in the snow?"

Xiao Yun didn't understand what Lu Shifang meant, these secrets were unspoken rules that only those ancient great sects would have, although Xiao Yun was already the head of a great sect, but after all, he was still young and lacked knowledge, so he didn't know much about these things.

But looking at Lu Shifang, who suddenly became much more crazy in attack, with his intelligence, he naturally understood the meaning of this so-called snow-hidden Tianjiao.

"It's okay, kill you, the youngest Holy Son, and I think the Purple Cloud Palace will also have a lot of rewards. ”

Xiao Yun smiled coldly and stepped forward, his long sword like a dragon.

And Lu Shifang's treasure knife is also becoming more and more domineering, it can be seen that what he cultivates is a domineering knife, and when the knife is unfolded, it is extremely domineering, brave and sophisticated, and never retreats.

Xiao Yun's fighting style is even more domineering, if you don't retreat, I won't retreat, see who can persist more, see whose will is stronger.

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hiss

Above the void, the space shattered, and the spatial cracks were cut open, and then they were directly annihilated by the divine sword and sword of the two, and the sound of the sword resonance came out, and the sound wave dispersed, and the horror was incomparable, Dong Dongli and the others couldn't stand this terrifying impact, and couldn't help but retreat again, not daring to fight again.

Xiao Yun and Lu Shifang were already covered with scars, but neither of them had the slightest intention of retreating, and the momentum of the sword was even more domineering.