Chapter 4811： Face slap

Huh!

Jianmang sky, a startled glance.

Wang Nanshan's complexion changed drastically for the first time, and then he retreated wildly!

Even ignoring what pretending to be arrogant, the hand behind him slid quickly, and layers of space barriers appeared in front of him!

However, no amount of defense can resist the power of this sword! It's like dividing the world, opening the world, and directly piercing through it.

Finally, Wang Nanshan roared!

The expression is no longer indifferent and cold, and the eyes burst out with repeated sharpness.

He knew he underestimated the enemy!

No, not just him!

Everyone underestimates the enemy! I never thought that Xuanyang Tiannv would still hide such a backhand!

Ding!

For the first time, the weapon of Wangnanshan appeared, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a knife, with a unique shape, and a strange weapon.

This is the unique mist that has been circulating in the Temple of Fighting God since ancient times, the sword of Fighting God!

Only disciples of the Doushen Temple can use it, and this one in Wang Nanshan's hand is the inheritance weapon of the Doushen Temple, and only the next Lord of the Doushen Temple can hold it!

From this point, Wang Nanshan was actually the best candidate for the next temple master.

Two sword intents collided in the air.

It seems that the surrounding space has collapsed and contracted. There is no imaginary explosion of destruction, but it is more like starting from the origin of the collision, and everything is contracted and swallowed toward the middle.

"Open the barrier!"

The Master of Tai Chi gave a deep drink!

Suddenly more than a dozen elders appeared around the ring and joined forces to bless the formation barrier.

After all, the power of ordinary disciples' fighting is far less powerful than it is now, and they naturally don't need to do it.

But at this moment, if you still let it go, it will spread.

Fortunately, the Palace of Longevity was built by the fairy demon. Even the fairy monarchs of various formations can't destroy it, naturally it is impossible for anyone to break through the barrier.

…

Everyone stared at the center of the Longevity Hall.

Just now the two sides made their own shots, and they almost surpassed their imagination.

Needless to say, Wang Nanshan, this is the top spot in the true story, no one can beat it! No matter how exaggerated his strength, everyone felt it deserved.

However, what the goddess Xuanyang showed shocked them!

"Unexpectedly, he is another genius of the Ninth Stage Dao Yin!"

At that moment, the moment when Xuanyang Tiannv's biggest trump card was shot, there was actually no way to hide it.

The radiance of the Jiu-Rank Dao Yin is too bright, although it is slightly eclipsed than the Wang Nanshan, but the Jiu-Rank Dao Yin is the Jiu-Rank Dao Yin! The difference between the two is just the time of refining.

One has been refined for hundreds of years, and the other is less than half a year old.

"The winner is divided."

When everyone looked at it, they were on the ring, and the two figures were separated.

One of them had a cold expression, without the calmness and demeanor of the past, half-squinting his eyes.

On his body, you can see a wound with deep bones that spread directly from his shoulder to his abdomen. Seeing this scene, I don't know how many people gasped fiercely.

"Wang Nanshan, was actually injured?"

"This is too exaggerated? This is Wang Nanshan! The true disciple is the strongest!"

"I'm going, is he hurt?"

Whether it is other true disciples, core disciples, inner disciples, including those ordinary disciples, countless people have their eyes wide open. This result is really something they never expected.

It's not just them, but the same is true of those hall masters and deputy hall masters.

But compared to the generation of disciples, the shock on the faces of their palace masters is not just as simple as Wang Nanshan's injury.

"The sword just now..."

A certain hall master murmured to himself, his eyes flashing a trace of recollection.

The other hall master took a deep breath, then nodded, "Tianjueyijian! Although there are only three or four points in the fire, it is definitely a Tianjuejian!"

The other palace masters were silent, and it was obvious that the last sword used by Heavenly Maiden Xuanyang was the biggest reason why they were so moved at this moment.

As for Wangnanshan's injury?

In their eyes, it doesn't count as much. Whether or not the true disciple is the top spot, unless one day inherits the position of the master of the battle god, it will not be enough for them to really pay attention.

"Unexpectedly, one hundred thousand years ago, I saw Tian Jue a sword again!"

"Yeah, one hundred thousand years ago, there was no heavenly sword! Now it finally reappears."

…

On the ring.

Wang Nanshan lowered his head and looked at the wound on his body, his eyes were cold with a hint of anger!

he is injured!

In the most pretending time, he was slapped in the face!

He could feel those gazes, ridicule, surprise, doubt, and even more gloating!

"Unexpectedly, I still underestimated the enemy."

He looked up, not far from him, the goddess Xuanyang Tian was pale, the last sword almost used up all her true essence, and it was obvious that she was unable to fight again at this moment.

Without announcing the result, everyone could see that the Xuanyang Heavenly Girl challenge had failed.

But is anyone mocking? No!

Even the eyes of those true disciples who looked at Xuanyang Tiannv showed a trace of horror!

Because of the last sword, Wang Nanshan was almost killed! How are they not afraid?

A few people were even more fortunate, feeling that their backs were wet with cold sweat.

"If the person she challenged just now was me? Can I survive that sword?"

Several authentic disciples asked themselves, and then they looked paler, because their instincts told them that they would definitely die!

There is no second possibility at all!

Didn't see Wang Nanshan almost being divided by a sword?

When they go up, their only end is probably the soul escape, but the physical body cannot be kept.

"I lost."

Heavenly Girl Xuanyang was a little upset, but if she lost, she lost.

Now he is unable to fight again, looking at Nanshan, although he is seriously injured, he still has the power to fight again.

Suddenly an elder opened the barrier, and then seemed to announce the result with a sigh of relief, "The challenge has failed, Wang Nanshan retains his identity as a true disciple."

No cheers, no congratulations.

Because this is the result that everyone believes, but when it comes to this time, I don't know why, but everyone is not as happy as they imagined.

Nothing like Wangnanshan!

On the contrary, his expression is ugly.

"Failed? No, I just heard someone say that I went to battle with one hand. Could it be that I heard it wrong?"

Everyone's expressions became very strange, didn't they hear it?

Do not!

It's just that everyone knows that speaking out now will prevent Wangnan Mountain from going down the steps, who would have thought that there is still no fear of death.

Then, when I looked at it, it suddenly dawned on me.

"You all look at what I do, isn't he saying it himself? Tsk tusk tusk, it's not the same that the true disciple's top spot is different."

Wu Muhua shrugged.

Raymond was stunned, although he also felt that Wang Nanshan was a bit arrogant and arrogant at first.

Huh!

Everyone is looking at Wangnanshan! Some people even took a peek at the Temple Master Doushen.