"Please pass the word for me, this is Nan's last challenge. The position of the five great ancestors of the Tianqin Inland Sea will also change hands from today onwards......"

The Three Kills Southern Emperor closed his eyes, his white hair swayed in the wind, and his voice was unusually flat, but the words he confided shocked the tens of millions of monks below.

Wow~~~ Tens of millions of monks on Tianru Island were boiling, and the news spread quickly to the entire island. "The Three Kills Southern Emperor is becoming more and more arrogant, he has lost to Kong Le Sage several times before, and this time he has come to challenge again, and he actually threatens to change the position of the Five Yuan Venerables. A Confucian Yuanying powerhouse laughed in a low voice.

"Joke, the status of the strongest in the Inland Sea, how can it be shaken, we are waiting to see a good show, and by the way, observe the appearance of the strongest in the Inland Sea. "The previous few challenges of the Three Kills Southern Emperor were all secret duels, and he returned defeated, but this time he even blatantly challenged, and he also said that it was the last challenge, full of confidence, is he really very sure?

All the high-level people on Tianru Island rushed to the scene of the incident, and one after another theories were frothing, so it was not lively.

However, the vast majority of people are very excited about this matter.

A battle like this level is really rare, ordinary high-level, and it is rare to see it once in a lifetime.

Yang Fan flew out of the Purple Heaven Hall with all the high-ranking people, and observed the demeanor of the three people who killed the Southern Emperor generation of the Inland Sea above.

"The cultivation of the Three Kills Southern Emperor is advancing by leaps and bounds compared to a hundred years ago" Yang Fan's gaze swept towards the white-haired man standing above, obviously perceiving the changes in the other party.

At the same time, he was also looking forward to the appearance of the Confucian sage Kong Le in his heart.

Just when Yang Fan looked at the three kills of the Southern Emperor, the white-haired man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a sense.

A flash of brilliant light bloomed from the eyes of the Three Killing Southern Emperors, and froze from the crowd of tens of millions of monks to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was slightly surprised, this person had such a keen battle instinct and suddenly sensed his existence.

When the Three Kills Southern Emperor opened his eyes and stared at Yang Fan, all the monks within a hundred zhang around him suddenly had difficulty breathing, their faces turned pale, and they shuddered.

It's just that Yang Fan, the person concerned, stood in the crowd of tens of millions of monks, his face was calm, his eyes were peaceful, and he intersected with the Three Killing Southern Emperors.

A different color flashed in the eyes of the Southern Emperor of the Three Killings, and he was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect that on this Heavenly Confucian Island, in addition to Kong Le, there was an existence of the same level.

The man in front of him, he stood still ordinarily, like an endless forest sea that could not be fathomed, and like a tall mountain, insurmountable.

Have no bottom.

This is the feeling of killing Nandi three times.

Faced with this situation, there was a faint trace of war intent on his body, but he was sensed by Hu Fei beside Yang Fan.

"This white-haired boy is very strong, and I would love to fight him. Hu Fei's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands, looking like he was about to move.

"Don't be presumptuous first, this person is challenging the Confucian s......ages," Yang Fan said lightly.

When Hu Fei heard this, he had to temporarily restrain his fighting spirit, and his face still looked a little impatient. "Three kills of the Southern Emperor, how can Tianru Island allow you to be presumptuous at will, and your eyes are empty? This hall persuades you to come down and apologize to Lord Kong Le in person, even if it is a challenge, you can do it in private. The old Confucian in the green shirt said righteously. "This battle is inevitable and must be made public. The Three Kills Southern Emperor closed his eyes again, his tone was very flat, but his words were extremely arrogant. "It's ridiculous and pathetic, the real strongest, how can you challenge one by one" "Nonsense minority, if you are wordy, don't blame Nan's subordinates for being ruthless." There was indifference in the voice of the Three Killing Southern Emperors. "You one by one" The old Confucian man in the green shirt turned pale.

"One of the principles of three killings, long-winded hypocrites, kill!" The Three Kills Nandi opened his eyes, and a cold star burst out, and the bone-chilling killing intent made the originally boiling scene fall into a dead silence in an instant.

The sound of heartbeats and breathing is clear.

The eyes of the old Confucian in the green shirt were full of anger, and he was on the verge of exploding, but under the cold killing of the Southern Emperor three times, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

The principle of three killings is the killing principle of the famous inland sea of the Southern Emperor of the Three Killings, once the principle is violated in front of him, not many people will survive. "Kill!" As soon as the words fell, a dazzling white sword light swept through the fingertips of the Southern Emperor of the Three Kills, carving through the sky and disappearing in a flash.

Sneering and cultivating one by one to reach the late Yuan infant old Confucian in green shirts, his body shook, the majestic aura around his body was shattered, and a white pale light disappeared from in front of him.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and there was a bloody mark on his shoulder, right next to his throat, and if he reacted slowly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the moment when the three kills of the Southern Emperor shot, Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp, the opponent's attack speed was terrifying, and before his eyes blinked, the old Confucian in green shirt was already injured.

"You are a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, Nan has not killed a certain sword, you can attack endlessly, and chase and kill for three days. The corners of the Three Kills Southern Emperor pursed a sneer.

Violating the principle of three kills, if it is an ordinary monk, including a monk in the early and middle stages of the Yuan Infant, the three kills of the Southern Emperor will only produce one sword, which is basically a sword kill.

At the beginning of the Heavenly Paradise, the Qinglong Left Protector died like this. The frog dragon had prepared in advance, and with the dragon pattern dense scroll to protect his body, he barely saved his life.

And for the great monks in the late Yuan Infant period, if they violate the principle of three kills, there will be no such restriction, and they will be chased and killed by the Southern Emperor for three days, and there is no restriction on making swords and moves.

That's the game, the game that the pinnacle powerhouse is customized. "You want to kill me, it's not that easy!" The old Confucian in the green shirt sneered, and a majestic purple qi rose from his body, and thunder patterns were faintly visible in it, and an extra ancient sword sword appeared in his hand, and the cold air was cold, and under a sweep, a purple sword light as bright as the day poured out.

is also a Yuanying Grand Monk, although the old Confucian in the green shirt is afraid of the other party, but it has not reached the point where he does not dare to resist at all.

At this moment, in front of so many people, what kind of face does he have for killing Nandi three times?

Even if you fight for this old life, you will not surrender to the other party's obscenity. "Very good, before I play Kong Le, I will warm up with you. "The body of the Three Killing Southern Emperor resembles electricity, and the three-colored light and shadow flickered through the void, and white sword light swept out from his fingers, instantly enveloping and suppressing the old Confucian in green shirts.

The old Confucian man in the green shirt waved his ancient saber and clashed with the Three Killing Southern Emperor dozens of times in an instant.

Poof~~~~ At a certain moment, his body retreated sharply, he snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale and colorful, and there were many sword marks on his body, several of which were close to the vital parts.

"Your time of death is near. "The Three Kills Southern Emperor was full of murderous intent, like a shadow, faster than him, chasing after him between breaths, and a balanced and juxtaposed three-color sword qi condensed between his palms.

The old Confucian in the green shirt stiffened, and there was a feeling of being out of breath.

Yang Fan also sensed that the three-color sword light condensed between the palms of the Southern Emperor of the Three Killings, its attack power faintly reached the critical point of the Yuan Infant Stage, approaching the Transformation Stage.

Such a blow came from behind, even if it couldn't kill the old Confucian in green shirts, it could seriously injure him.

At this critical moment, "stop." A pale and broad voice, as if descending from heaven and earth, made the Three Killing Southern Emperors stunned, and looked sideways in a certain direction. "Hahaha" "Kong Le, are you finally willing to come out?" The three kills Nandi stopped the pursuit, and his eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

As soon as the pale voice fell, a cyan light and shadow shuttled through the clouds, revealing an old gentleman of medium stature.

This old gentleman, with a three-foot white beard, was dressed in an old white Confucian robe, with a lot of patches on it, and a blue iron ring ruler in his hand, with a majestic and harmonious face.

With his arrival, a grand and majestic Confucian righteousness shook the sky. "Confucian sages!" "Knock on the sages!" Many Confucian monks below were boiling, excited, worshipping and worshipping like gods.

Yang Fan carefully looked at the Confucian sages, one of the five great venerables of the Inland Sea.

This was also the first time he had witnessed the demeanor of the 12 supreme men of the Inland Sea.

"Emperor Southern Sword, you are still here after all......" Kong Le's expression was serene, his eyes fixed on the three killings of Emperor Nan, and he sighed lightly with a hint of melancholy.

Yang Fan seemed to feel an indescribable feeling from his tone.

Looking at Kong Le carefully, a strange light flashed.

At this moment, the Sage of Kong Le, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced in the direction where Yang Fan was, and seemed to sense his presence.

Yang Fan was not surprised, under the kind of full snooping he had just now, it would be strange if the other party couldn't sense it.

"Kong Le, today's battle will also be the last time Nan will challenge you. The face of the Three Kills Southern Emperor was peaceful, and the divine light in his eyes revealed a self-confidence that could not be concealed.

This self-confidence and fighting spirit made his whole person maintain a kind of carbon peak realm at any time.

"I knew this day was coming. Kong Le's expression always thought secretly, and he lightly threw down a sentence: "Go above." As soon as the words fell, a blue glow shot straight into the sky.

The figure of the Southern Emperor trembled three times, and the three-color light and shadow followed him like a shadow.

In between breaths, the two flew high above the clouds of Tianru Island.

At such a high sky, there was an incredibly powerful wind around it, and it was impossible for ordinary monks to reach this height.

Ding-ding-bell...... The next moment, I saw the majestic blue light and the dazzling three-color glow, staggered and swaying above the clouds.

Boom~~~ Under the impact of the clouds, lightning fell and thunderstorms fell.

The rest of the idle monks could only look up below, and they could not take a step beyond the thunder pool, even if they only approached the vicinity of that area, they would be shocked to death by the aftermath of the terrible attack.

All the Yuanying high-level powerhouses had solemn and solemn faces, staring at the area where the dark clouds were rolling and the light was dazzling.

Yang Fan's face was awe-inspiring, and his divine sense, watching the battle between the two peak powerhouses through the clouds, couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The battle between these two people seemed to surpass that of the idle monks.

What surprised Yang Fan even more was that the attack power of these two people had reached the verge of approaching the stage of transformation into a god.

At a certain moment, I saw a layer of cyan light clothes shining with cyan light patterns on Kong Le's body, blooming magnificently, the aura on his body suddenly climbed, and the mana realm almost reached the legendary god transformation stage.

"Inherit the Spirit Treasure!" Yang Fan was taken aback. "This is the treasure of Confucianism, Qingtianyi" Many Confucian monks blurted out.

Yang Fan found that with the blessing of this "Qingtianyi", Kong Le's mana realm increased greatly, and half of his foot stepped into the stage of transformation into a god.

This is the strength of the strongest in the Inland Sea.

Yang Fan suddenly understood why the twelve strongest beings in the Tianqin Inland Sea could surpass hundreds of millions of people, overshadowing countless generations of the same level of Yuan Infant Transformation.

And the three kills of the Southern Emperor, the last challenge, can he shake the unshakable position of the strongest in the Inland Sea?