Chapter 1683: Eight Great Saints Compete for Glory

Chapter 1683

"Haha, since all of you are here, why didn't you dare show your heads just now?"

Looking at his fellow Saints who appeared one by one, the Skyfire Saint's face was full of contempt: "You want to be the King of Saints, the true next Sect Master, but you don't even have the courage to participate in a direct melee. Do you guys deserve to be Saints?"

Such remarks did not anger many of the Sons of God.

The rough-bearded Saint Son of Tiantie said indifferently, "Tianjian, if I become the leader of the sect in the future, I will have billions of lives to manage. For their lives and safety, I must be cautious in my work. This is also a responsible attitude. If a reckless and arrogant person like you takes office, it will be a disaster for these innocent lives."

"Haha! Being a coward is being a coward! Tiantie, why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you still remember that when you and I entered the sect at the same time, you were defeated by me?"

Tian Jian showed a smug smile, and a flash of anger flashed across the gloomy face of Tian Tie Sheng Zi, but he quickly calmed down and said: "The past is only the past, you are not as good as me now!"

"Haha! You're just dreaming!"

The Heaven Sword Saint looked disdainfully at the slightly injured Windless Saint, and said, "And you, a piece of trash, have been competing with Tianguang all along, but you have ignored me. To put it bluntly, you are just afraid of me because you lost to me when we were in the same class!"

The face of the Windless Saint was filled with shame and anger: "Stop talking nonsense! You psychopath!"

Among the ten saints, some of them entered the Wuya Immortal Sect in the same year, so they had some fierce sparks of competition.

The Son of Heavenly Sword was truly a leader among the first generation of initiates, and was almost invincible.

Therefore, the Windless Saint and the Sky-Tie Saint, who entered the sect at the same time as him, had both been defeated by him!

It was only later, when the two of them showed their talents and accumulated a lot of experience, that they reached the same level as the Son of Heavenly Sword.

"Alright Tianjian, why are you talking so much? Let's just get started!"

The Son of Heavenly Sword, who was nearly three meters tall and had a twelve-foot-long sword hanging on his back, spoke like a giant.

As the saying goes, fire and water cannot mix.

In fact, swords are often incompatible due to their different properties and fighting methods.

As the number one sword cultivator in Wuya Immortal Sect, the Saint Son of Heavenly Sword has always been at odds with the Saint Son of Heavenly Sword.

His eyes were now fixed on the Son of Heavenly Sword, and his fighting spirit was burning: "In the last battle, because of the intervention of outsiders, you and I were not able to determine the winner. Today I really want to know, which one is faster, your sword or my knife!"

The Heavenly Sword Saint also became serious and full of fighting spirit, but he looked around and said, "Why didn't Tianguang and Tianying come?"

The Windless Saint grinned and said, "I have imprisoned Tianguang. By the time he breaks free and rushes here, the Saint Son Cauldron will have already fallen into my hands!"

"Tian Guang may not be very powerful, but he is definitely not stupid. How could a loser like you have the means to imprison him?"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword was very surprised.

"Who are you calling trash? You are trash! Your whole family is trash!"

The Holy Son Wufeng responded immediately and started cursing.

The Heavenly Sword Saint ignored him and frowned, "What's up with that dwarf?"

The saints looked frosty and did not take it seriously.

Among them, the Holy Son of Heavenly Fire said, "Because of his disability, Tianying has low self-esteem by nature. Maybe he feels ashamed to stand with us, so he dares not show his head!"

"Yes, this little dwarf has a very strange personality. He may be the weakest among us! Therefore, it is normal that he dare not participate in the melee!"

"Don't worry about this little dwarf! He can't cause any trouble anyway, so there's no need to worry about him!"

None of the saints took the Tianying Saint Son seriously.

On the contrary, the Heavenly Sword Saint fixed his gaze in a certain direction and shouted uncertainly, "Tianying, are you still planning to hide? Come out and join the battle!"

There was complete silence in that direction, without any fluctuations, but the Son of Heavenly Sword pointed his finger, and a flash of sword light instantly appeared. Then the sword light flashed and turned into the appearance of the Son of Heavenly Sword.

He looked around with a serious expression, but found nothing.

"Tianying is not here... but I just clearly sensed that there is someone here. Is it an illusion? Or did the dwarf Tianying escape again? No, this guy's hiding ability is not the best among this group of people. There is no reason why he can hide from my sword. Either the peeper just now was someone else, or I am nervous and have some hallucinations..."

The Heavenly Sword Saint quickly analyzed: "If it's the latter, it's fine. If it's the former, then who is the peeper? The subordinates of the other saints are all useless and have no ability to spy on us! And none of the natives in this realm have entered the Great Immortal Realm, let alone the ability to peek without being discovered... So, assuming that someone really peeped at us, who is this person?"

The Son of Heavenly Sword frowned, unable to think of an answer, but he did not delve into it further.

Because of the time he was away.

Those saints each found their opponents, glared at them, and were eager to fight.

The Saint Son of Heavenly Sword even locked onto the Saint Son of Heavenly Sword from a distance, and the long sword on his back kept trembling.

“It’s about to begin!”

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword thought so, and as he moved his mind, he summoned the long sword forged from pure gold and slashed directly at the Holy Son of Heavenly Knife's face!

"I've been waiting for your sword!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Sword shouted and drew his sword. A flash of sword light covered the sky above Xiadu like a galaxy.

at the same time.

The other saints also used their own methods and abilities to confront each other.

For a while.

The entire space above the summer capital appeared to be fragmented.

Various colored divine lights were lingering here, forming an incandescent light that could be seen by all the creatures in the entire secret realm, but they could not look directly at it, only because this terrifying incandescent light possessed extremely strong lethality, which could make the eyes of those who looked at it sting and bleed!

……

"Rumble!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky in the direction of Xiadu began to shatter, and the terrifying incandescent light exceeded the area of ​​the entire city, and the violent vibrations were hitting the eardrums.

An area thousands of miles away from the site of the great battle.

A figure flashed by, he was wearing flowing green clothes and had a handsome face, but his every move seemed somewhat hurried.

"Just now, I was almost discovered by the Heavenly Sword Saint Son... With the help of the Red Dust Law, the Void Law, and the Heavenly Demon Body, my stealth ability should be the best in the world. Normally, I can even hide from the Great Immortal, but I was almost caught by him. It shows that my guess is correct. These saints are all top geniuses..."

Chu Jing muttered to himself for a while, then turned around and looked at the area where the incandescent light was surging.

Although they were thousands of miles apart, the incandescent light seemed to be very close, and it gave Chu Jing's eyes a huge stinging sensation.

Even though Chu Jing was already extremely close to the realm of great immortality, he was still made uncomfortable by the incandescent light.

But he is not an ordinary person after all.

If any other peak Xuanxian looked directly at the incandescent light for too long, they might suffer physical problems or even serious injuries.

But Chu Jing didn't.

He still stared at the incandescent light stubbornly and calmly, and saw the figures flashing and fighting fiercely in the light!

——After sending Xia Xiaojuan to the border of Xia State.

He hurried back to Xiadu, of course not to join in the fun or fight for the Holy Son Cauldron.

Instead, he wanted to see what abilities his future opponents, those legendary saints, possessed.

Now we see the various saints like stars in the sky, shining with their own brilliance, and extremely powerful.

Chu Jing's heart was actually touched: "I'm not as good as them..."

"No, I'm just not as good as them right now. Once I break through the realm, I won't be inferior to any of them!"

Chu Jing quickly came to his senses and realized that he was so immersed in the battle that his mind had become clouded.

Fortunately, he was determined and quickly adjusted his mindset and regained his composure.

After looking for a while, the voice of the Heavenly Infant Saint rang out in Chu Jing's sea of ​​consciousness: "Chu Jing, what on earth are you doing! Why is there such a mess in your sea of ​​consciousness!"

original.

The battle among the Sons of God not only has horrific aftermath that affects the physical body.

The incandescent light also had an invisible impact on the sea of ​​consciousness.

After watching for a long time, Chu Jing's sea of ​​consciousness began to be in turmoil.

The Heavenly Infant Saint was in a very bad state in this state, and he just asked.

Chu Jing withdrew his gaze and stopped watching the battle. After just a short while, he felt a burning pain in his eyes and his head was extremely painful.

It is conceivable what kind of pressure the saints in the center of the battlefield are facing at this time!

The fact that they can withstand such pressure and fierce fighting shows that they are very capable!

"Whoosh!"

Realizing that this battle would continue for a long time, Chu Jing did not wait and see any longer.

After a brief understanding, he also vaguely judged the combat power of these saints.

The three holy sons, Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Knife and Heavenly Fire, should be a little ahead of the others, but the advantage is not great.

The strength of the other saints is similar, but to the naked eye they all seem to be stronger than the Tianying Saint.

On the way back to the border of Xia Country, Chu Jing returned to the Heavenly Demon Mansion and made the mansion fly through the air. His consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​consciousness and turned into a spirit. He stared at the Heavenly Infant Saint and said, "Your strength is actually the weakest among the ten saints?"

"Nonsense! No way!"

The face of the Holy Son of Heavenly Infant turned red, and he was very ashamed and angry: "Chu Jing, you have no evidence, how can you make such a conclusion!"

Chu Jing waved his hand lightly, and a screen of light appeared, showing the scenes of the various saints before the battle.

They were puzzled by the failure of the promise by the Holy Son of Tianying, and they spoke rudely and unrestrainedly to humiliate the Holy Son of Tianying.

After hearing this, the Holy Son of Heavenly Infant was furious: "These bastards actually looked down on me like that! I'm going to kill them! I'm going to kill them!"

Then the light curtain changes.

Many saints began to fight.

The terrifying incandescent light was even just projected onto the light screen.

It also made the Holy Son of Tianying feel excited.

"Has Tianjian become stronger again?"

"And there's the Heavenly Blade. He can actually fight on equal terms with the Heavenly Sword?"

For a moment, the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by fear and confusion.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, it seemed that he was indeed the weakest among the ten saints at the moment!

"If I were strong enough, how could I be captured by Chu Jing?"

The Holy Son of Tianying was thinking with a sorrowful heart, and a shadow appeared in his heart unconsciously.

Soon, he noticed that a Saint was missing from the scene and asked, "Where is Tianguang?"

"It is said that he was imprisoned by Wufeng."

Chu Jing answered simply and stopped talking to the Holy Son of Tianying. Instead, he focused his attention on the laws of swordsmanship and used the limited time to continue his sprint to the Taixian Realm.

"That guy Tianguang can't even defeat Wufeng? If it were me, at least I wouldn't be imprisoned by Wufeng. So it seems that I'm not the weakest among the ten! I should be stronger than Tianguang!"

The Holy Son of Tianying found an excuse to comfort himself and smiled again.

……

Time is like water.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Chu Jing had already returned to the border of Xia State.

And he lived in Daluo City.

The saints compete among the summer capitals.

But the border of Xia State was not peaceful either.

The military force outside Daluo City is now increasing.

It was the many soldiers of the Barbarian Country who started the attack.

Because all the guest officials under the command of Saint Wufeng stayed in the capital of the Barbarian Country to restrain Saint Tianguang.