1034 Blood Phoenix Shrilling In Peach Mountain I (2/2)

But who was better in Divine Skills, she or Zhao Nanhai?

They were both at the zenith of Knowing Destiny, both masters of Divine Skills. The former was young and aggressive, while the latter was senior and shrewd. If it was in a different occasion, none of them would be able to defeat the other in a short while.

But it was different tonight. Zhao Nanhai came to kill instead of risking his own life, no matter how resolute he seemed to be. But Ye Hongyu was depleting her own soul and vitality, no matter how indifferent she looked.

It was radiating and heated inside the Divine Hall of Judgment. The engraved tables and chairs were burnt into ashes instantly. Smoke even rose from the Seat of Heavenly Black Jade.

The Hierarch got slightly stiff and took one step forward. The middle-aged priest kept his head low and no one knew what he was thinking about.

In the heated ocean of Divine Flame, a shrill was heard. It was a clear and sharp shrill of a bird, the legendary bird.

Xiong Chumo turned further solemn. The middle-aged priest still kept his head low, and seemed imposing in Haotoian's Divine Flame.

Sparks splashed and the flames separated. A path was formed in the ocean of flame and a flaming blood phoenix flew out of the ocean. It stretched the wings and set the entire hall on fire.

There was actually no real flaming phoenix in the Divine Hall of Judgment. Instead there was only the purest Haotian's Divine Flame. She flew above the Divine Flame like a superior and ruthless phoenix, and seemed extremely indifferent.

The flame was slightly restrained and Zhao Nanhai appeared lying on the floor. He was pale. Blood was dripping from his lips and he was seriously wounded. He stared at the flaming phoenix with admiration and sympathy.

No wonder she was the youngest Great Divine Priest of Judgment throughout the history of Taoism. She was indeed incredibly powerful. However, because she was powerful, she must die. The more powerful she was, the more Taoism wanted her dead.

In their contest of Divine Skills, Zhao Nanhai was defeated and wounded. But Ye Hongyu did not get what she wanted either because Zhao Nanhai did not give out the way. She was still in the center.

She did not defeat the weak Zhao Nanhai with her first strike. Therefore she had lost the battle. It was a pity. But she did not seem disappointed at all. Or perhaps Zhao Nanhai was never her real target.

Haotian's Divine Flames almost incinerated the rock walls, and also warmed her curvy figure. Perhaps it was merely a warm-up.

With the help of the blazing flame, a phoenix shrilled in the hall. In the radiating light she came incredibly fast to Xiong Chumo. Perhaps that was her purpose.

Deep down in her eyes there were stars formed and vanished. No one could see them clearly or figure out what she was thinking about.

She held the sword in her right hand that was hidden in her blood-colored Gown of Judgment. No one could tell if she was feeling stiff.

She was holding an unreal sword, which was her natal Taoist Sword. She never used the sword against Zhao Nanhai. But would she use the sword in the following strike?

In the next moment, her sword was still in the sheath. Both the sword and sheath were unreal, yet real. After that the sheath disappeared and the sword was unveiled. She finally drew her sword!

A bout of sharp sword intent was formed in the bright hall and pierced the air immediately. The sword intent that stood above the top of the Five States was about to tear up the air!

She made a resolute and sudden turn in the air, unimaginably fast. The sword intent was extremely swift that even Liu Bai or Jun Mo could barely catch it in their full glory.

If it was someone else, he would have easily been chopped into two pieces by the sword intent. But she was confronting the master of the Divine Halls of West-Hill. It could not be that easy.

Xiong Chumo seemed solemn and his pupils constricted. He was already prepared when she flew out of the ocean of flame. When the sword intent come to him, his hands had already reached out to the dark sky.

There was nothing but darkness, and there was no light at all. But the Divine Kingdom was right in there.

When confronting someone extremely dangerous like Ye Hongyu, Xiong Chumo could never slack off. He had to give a full strike. It was a decisive strike.

A bout of inhumanly pounding power came from the Divine Kingdom far away in the dark sky, traveled countless miles via clouds and mountains, and charged into his body.

It was Tianqi. Ye Hongyu's sword was already above the Five States, and it almost reached the sky. Whereas Xiong Chumo was not only above the Five States, but beyond the sky. Even if there was merely a small difference between their levels of cultivation, it was still insuperable.

Xiong Chumo's thin figure became incredibly powerful all of a sudden, like a god. Inside his body, countless bouts of energy were burning and roaring.

He reached out his right palm and pounded onto Ye Hongyu. A small and ridiculous palm turned into a giant fan while it pierced through the air. The giant fan-like palm clutched the throat of the flaming phoenix. In the dazzling Divine Flame, the flaming phoenix shrilled.

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