Chapter 571： Fellow Taoists, listen to the sound of the sword! 【Subscribe】

Chapter 571 Fellow Daoists, listen to the sound of the sword! 【Subscribe】

On the martial arts arena

The atmosphere gradually became dignified!

The surrounding protective formations are opened, blocking all the hustle and bustle.

Wei Han and Xuanyuan Ling stared at each other hundreds of feet away, one face was expressionless and calm, the other was full of excitement and belligerence, invisible auras collided and tested each other.

"Junior Brother Wei, it's unlucky for you to meet me!" Xuanyuan Ling twisted his neck and sneered a little maniacally: "If it weren't for the kindness and resentment between you and me, I really couldn't bear to destroy a genius like you Dao Xin."

"hehe!"

Wei Han smiled and said nothing.

In fact, why isn't he like this?

If it weren't for the tradition of the two peaks for thousands of years, he really didn't want to fight high-profilely in front of everyone, and he didn't want to ruin a stranger's Dao heart. After all, he and Xuanyuan Ling had no grievances.

As for now, although it is to rush the ducks to the shelves!

But I can only feel sorry for this poor unlucky guy!

"Fellow daoists, listen to the sound of the sword!"

Xuanyuan Ling deliberately played handsome, and drew his sword out of its sheath like a second child.

"Om!"

The long sword he had been holding in his hand finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu. It was as crystal clear as ice, surrounded by runes and dao rhymes, and exuded a terrifying icy aura that swept across all directions.

A sword cry seemed to freeze the sky and the earth.

Many disciples below the golden core stage outside the martial arts arena were all inexplicably horrified, because their souls were almost frozen, and their thinking was dull for a long time.

"Is this the Frozen Fengming Sword?"

"Good guy, Master Yu gave him this sword?"

"Could it be that Fengming sword that is almost advanced to Lingbao?"

Everyone gasped, looking at the sword with a hint of eagerness.

This is the existence of an advanced spirit treasure from a magic weapon. It is rumored that its refining materials are extremely precious, and its growth limit is very high, which is more valuable than many high-level spirit treasures.

Yu Fenglei handed over this sword to Xuanyuan Ling Yunyang, which naturally seemed a bit violent!

However, this sword is very suitable for him. Standing proudly in the field, one person with one sword, the terrifying frozen aura began to permeate the surroundings, and the sound of crackling ice began to resound throughout the audience.

In an instant!

The Martial Arts Field with a radius of 1000 zhang was already covered by thick ice. If it weren't for the barriers around it, the entire Zixiao Holy Land would be submerged in ice and snow.

"I only have three swords!"

Xuanyuan Ling sneered confidently, his aura suddenly soared!

"Boom boom boom!"

The spiritual energy in his body roared and roared, as if an iceberg was exploding for ten thousand years, and the next moment the majestic spiritual energy was crazily poured into the frozen Fengming sword.

Not only did it shine brightly, but a phantom of the ice phoenix suddenly appeared behind him, lingering an astonishing frozen aura, and began to spread in all directions.

"Cut!"

Xuanyuan Ling laughed wildly and slashed down with swords in both hands.

A 100-foot ice blade emerged out of thin air, under the blessing of his sword intent, it seemed that even the void was about to freeze, and the next moment it carried terrifying power and slashed towards the top of Wei Han's head.

"Hiss!"

Many disciples watching the battle were taken aback by this sword.

"What a terrifying power, a swordsman is worthy of being a swordsman, and he is so sharp with a simple move!"

"It's no wonder that a swordsman's leapfrog fight is as simple as drinking water and eating. I'm afraid this swordsman has been beheaded before he can react? What magic weapon can stop it?"

Everyone's thoughts are flowing!

The sword of Heaven and Earth Rupture has already been cut to the top of Wei Han's head.

He chuckled unhurriedly, raised his hand and punched out.

"Boom!"

Behind Wei Han, the illusory scene of three blazing suns burning the starry sky erupted. The terrifying heat was like the sun descending into the world, sweeping madly in all directions.

The ice in the Martial Arts Field is melting layer by layer!

In an instant, the surrounding area has become foggy.

And the fist that Wei Han slammed was made of flames, which contained powerful fire and sword intent. All kinds of bursting, eroding, and burning breaths crushed like heaven and earth, and blasted the Baizhang ice blade on the spot. into slag.

"Hiss! Heaven-ranked fire attribute technique, emperor-level mid-grade Great Sun Golden Black Body?"

"Him? He actually condensed his sword intent in the wind of his fist?"

The surrounding senior monks were in an uproar.

Even Xu Suwan and Jiang Yuan were stupefied. They obviously didn't expect that Wei Han's random play of cards would be so shocking.

"Your apprentice has an emperor-level physique? Or is it a big day golden black body?" Jiang Yuan was full of remorse, and exclaimed in disbelief: "His grandma, why did this kid never say it?"

"I don't know either!" Xu Suwan was even more confused.

Wei Han's physique is hidden very deep. After practicing the illusory and phantom supernatural powers, his aura is even hidden in the void.

Who would have thought that this guy would have a lot of cards in his hole without making a sound.

Moreover, his sword intent can already be integrated into the fist style. The use of this level is simply superb. Isn't he hiding too deeply?

"Junior Sister, why don't you give him to me?" Jiang Yuan repented and said, "I would have taken this kid as my apprentice if I knew it earlier!"

"No, it's better to give him to Wuliang Peak!"

At this time, a middle-aged bearded man with a red beard and red hair suddenly appeared in the void. He fixed his excited eyes on Wei Han below, revealing a trace of longing in his eyes.

"His grandma, this kid's control over the fire technique is too subtle!"

"Which skill is he practicing? There is a vision of the scorching sun burning the starry sky?"

"Hahaha, he also implanted Jianmu roots to serve as spiritual roots. The wood is strong and fire-powerful, wonderful, wonderful!"

The middle-aged man became more and more excited as he talked.

Jiang Yuan and Xu Suwan were stunned again. They didn't know that Wei Han also had Jianmu roots implanted in his body to serve as spiritual roots. This guy must have great fortune.

The middle-aged man in front of him is named Li Fentian!

This person has a high level of cultivation, is good at fire techniques, and has a weird and domineering temper. He is also a well-known person in the Zixiao Holy Land.

The Wuliang Peak where he is located is the most special existence among the 365 peaks in the Zixiao Holy Land.

Wuliang Peak rarely accepts disciples, and each generation of disciples is sparsely populated, and there are even few direct disciples, but each generation of disciples is the top fire master.

This is a peak with few people but not to be underestimated!

Li Fentian is the only Wuliangfeng of this generation. He has many internal and external sects and handyman disciples who can be driven by him, but there is no real personal heir. He propped up the lintel, and anyone who saw it had to respectfully call out Master Huo Mo!

Who would have thought that a dispute between juniors would even lead to this madman.

When the audience was in an uproar, Xu Suwan and Jiang Yuan couldn't help secretly having a headache.

"Senior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for so many years and you are still so hot-tempered." Xu Suwan smiled dumbly, waved her hands and said, "Today is just a discussion among juniors, so come down and watch the battle, Senior Brother."

(end of this chapter)