"If I were one of them, how many swords would I be able to take from them?" Feather Dragon substituted himself into either of the two, his face suddenly pale as snow, as he found that he couldn't even take a single sword.

Not only the Feather Dragon, but also some disciples of some strength would have some thoughts, fantasizing about how long they would be able to hold out in this duel if they were on the stage, but soon they were horrified to find that they didn't even have the certainty of shaking the opponent's sword and sword head-on, and the disciples who were slightly worse in cultivation suddenly screamed in horror after being substituted, because the substitution was too deep, they even gave birth to the illusion that they had been killed.

Nangong Xiao stood in the crowd, looking at Bai Cangdong who was fighting against Jade Shura on the stage with a complicated expression, he had always been dissatisfied with Bai Cangdong, he had always felt that he was no worse than Bai Cangdong, and he didn't think that Bai Cangdong was really qualified to be his master.

Nangong Xiao didn't understand why Huang Xian would follow Bai Cangdong with all his heart, he had obviously told Huang Xian about the original matter, and they were already very clear that they were deceived into Jingtai Courtyard by Bai Cangdong's rhetoric, but Huang Xian still wanted to be Bai Cangdong's apprentice, and even when it was rumored that Bai Cangdong was dead, he didn't have the idea of worshipping under the Red Dragon Sage.

From the bottom of his heart, Nan Lixiao rejected Bai Cangdong, so after the news of Bai Cangdong's death came, he immediately gave up the cultivation plan arranged by Bai Cangdong, and wanted to join the Red Dragon Sage instead, because he didn't regard Bai Cangdong as his master in his heart, and he didn't think it was a betrayal.

But now Nangong Xiao's emotions are a little complicated, Bai Cangdong's strength, he can't avoid it, because now anyone already knows that Bai Cangdong is very strong, so strong that he is almost invincible among scribes, at least in Nanli Academy. There is no one who can fight with Bai Cangdong, even if he doesn't want to admit it, but he has to admit that Bai Cangdong is indeed much stronger than him, and he is not a level of existence at all.

What made Nangong Xiao even more stunned was that he didn't know when. The Phoenix Immortal, who was originally one grade lower than him, had unknowingly grown to this point, and had left him far behind.

He didn't even have the qualifications to go to the battle platform, but the Phoenix Immortal was already able to enjoy the cheers and worship of his peers on it.

Nangong Xiao suddenly found that in his trance, when his heart was still wandering, the Phoenix Immortal was getting farther and farther away from him, so far away that he felt that he was about to see clearly now.

Tu Qianmu stared at the stage deadly. His hands were clenched tightly, and his nails were sinking into the flesh.

He has always thought that he is the strongest in the scribe rank, the powerful True Destiny Dao Seal plus the cultivation of the day after tomorrow, he thinks that there is no opponent in the same rank, his eyes are no longer in the scribe level, there is always more to look to the future, and he is thinking about how to get a place in the real person level. If you can dominate the real level.

But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he originally thought he was an invincible lion. It turned out to be nothing more than a poor wild cat, and looking at the sword that crisscrossed and burst with blood and fire, he was terrified in his heart.

Tu Qianmu had forgotten how long he hadn't been afraid, but looking at the knife and the sword, his palms were already completely mixed with cold sweat mixed with blood, and his heart was beating wildly involuntarily. I didn't dare to think about what the result would be if I were on stage.

"It's so strong, it's really strong, this is the strongest scribe in our Nanli Academy, this is the real first in our Nanli Academy. ”

"Bai Cangdong, it turns out that it's not just Wendao cultivation that is against the sky. Martial Dao cultivation is also so powerful. ”

"What a regret, when the Jingtai Academy recruited true disciples, I didn't even sign up to join, there is such a person in the Jingtai Academy, even if there are no real and sage-level masters, this one person is enough. ”

"Bai Cangdong, you must win!"

After all, they are the same sect, and the vast majority of Nanli disciples saw that Bai Cangdong could fight with Jade Shura to such a point, and their hearts rose hope, and they all hoped that Bai Cangdong could defeat Jade Shura.

Suddenly, the Jade Shura battle was born, and he jumped into the air wildly, holding the hilt of the jade knife with both hands, and slashed towards Bai Cangdong furiously, the knife was as straight as an axe that splits the mountain, as if even the earth was about to be split by him.

Bai Cangdong's eyes were scorching, and the uncertain sword in his hand slashed against the sky, colliding with the jade knife again.

While!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the jade knife couldn't withstand the terrifying force, and it shattered violently, turning into countless fragments and flying around, like a rain of flowers in the sky.

"It's a pleasure, it's a pleasure, it's been a long time since the battle with the night killing, and I haven't been able to fight so happily. Jade Shura fell to the ground and did not attack immediately, looking at Bai Cangdong excitedly, his eyes full of fanaticism.

"Get out your knife. Bai Cangdong pointed at Jade Shura, the only way to respect his opponent was to respect him, in his opinion, Jade Shura was an opponent worthy of his respect.

"Is there a knife or not, it's the same for me, do you know why I'm called Shura?" Yu Shura didn't mean to let Bai Cangdong answer, and reached out and grabbed his shirt and pulled it violently.

The clothes were suddenly torn off by Yu Shura, revealing the upper body with broad muscles, and there was no scar on the body as strong as steel, but I don't know why, Yu Shura's body gave people a feeling of being battled in a hundred battles, as if they had been baptized by countless wars.

And on the broad back of the Jade Shura, there is a Shura tattoo like an evil ghost.

"Tattoos?" Bai Cangdong looked at Yu Shura suspiciously, not understanding what this meant.

"Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal...... It is the seal of the Heavenly Mandate...... Oh my God...... Jade Shura turned out to be the owner of the Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal......"

The Yunhe Zhenren in the audience had already screamed in shock, and many Nanli disciples looked at Xiang Yu Shura in horror when they heard the words Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal.

Even the many elders and deacons in the tower were shocked at this time, and stood up to carefully look at the Shura tattoo on the back of the Jade Shura.

If there is really a Heavenly Pride among the human beings in the Holy Realm, it is undoubtedly the owner of the Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal.

Ordinary human beings need to pass through the Holy Dao Monument in order to obtain the True Destiny Dao Seal and embark on the path of cultivation.

However, there is one person who is an exception, and that is the owner of the Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal.

After countless generations of inheritance, the genes of human monks have gradually penetrated the powerful power they have acquired, and this power has been passed on to their descendants bit by bit.

Although this kind of heredity is very weak, so weak that it will not be felt for several generations or more than ten generations, when their ancestors obtain the powerful True Destiny Dao Seal from generation to generation, and pass on their genes bit by bit, this bit by bit power gene will gradually accumulate.

Maybe hundreds of generations later, maybe thousands of generations later, there is a gifted person among their descendants who can awaken these inherited power genes and fuse them into the Heavenly Mandate Dao Seal.

The True Destiny Dao Seal that he has possessed since birth, the inheritor of the power inherited by the heavens, and the natural scribe. (To be continued.) )