On the battle platform, the cold was pressing, and only the mysterious man in black clothes and a black hat stood in the center, holding a sword in his hand, which was terrifying.
There is never a shortage of brave people in this world, even in the face of death, they dare to fight.
"Huh" One of the Tianjiao "Xiyue Tang" of the Xiyue Valve, from the Western Regions Mansion, is a person who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and has been the king of the younger generation of the Western Regions Mansion, and there are only a few people in the Western Regions Mansion who can compare with him.
Xiyue Tang was arrogant, and cultivated the peerless classic "Cangyu Jin", which was extremely fast, like a divine fish flying onto the battlefield.
On his wrists were nine cyan scales, each the size of a palm.
"Xiyue Tang came to fight with Your Excellency."
Xiyue Tang stood on the edge of the battle platform, with a bronze shield suspended on his chest, and a spirit stone inlaid in the center, the light was like fire, dazzling.
Feng Feiyun said: "When you fight me, you must be prepared to die at any time." ” Xiyue Tang smiled disdainfully: "I know that Your Excellency's cultivation is strong and his sword skills are profound, but I, Xiyue Tang, am not a vegetarian, and today, the younger generation can kill me, I'm afraid there are not a few." ” As he spoke, he sacrificed a bronze shield and wrapped his body, as if he was wearing a yellow battle armor.
Feng Feiyun didn't talk much nonsense, the sword flew out, turned into a red luan, and let out a long roar, and in just an instant, the scorching flames melted the bronze shield.
Xiyue Tang's face changed sharply, and the temperature of this sword was too high, and it actually melted the abyss red copper shield in an instant.
The cangyu is surrounded by strength, as if there is a divine fish to protect the body, and nine fish scales fall off from the arm, which is dazzling and sharp like a war knife.
"Huh" With a crimson sword, a huge firebird soared into the air and swallowed the divine fish in one gulp.
The sky is full of visions, fish shadows are strange, and firebirds are like mountains, showing a brilliant world, so that the young talents under the battle platform are all excited and inexplicable, and the cultivation of the young generation of outstanding people can be so strong that it is simply terrifying.
"This Xiyue Tang is worthy of being the top talent of the Xiyue Valve, and his combat power will not be weaker than Xiyue Lanshan on the epic genius list" Just when some people were admiring, Xiyue Tang had been pierced by a sword, and flew out from the battle platform, spilling blood all over his body, like a rain of blood falling.
"Bang" Xiyue Tang rolled down under the hundred-step stone staircase, motionless, a young man from Xiyue Valve went to help him, his body was shattered in an instant, the lines were like spider webs, and finally cracked so much that he could no longer crack, turning into a place of blood sand.
Xiyue Tang died like this, and he didn't know how many swords he had been hit, and he couldn't even find a bone the size of a finger in his body.
The young monks present all looked at each other, the two highnesses of the evil sect, and the three demon girls of the evil sect, all took a few steps back, their cultivation was stronger than the average young monk, and naturally they could see how powerful this mysterious young man was, and it was precisely because of this that their hearts were more taboo.
The little county lord's eyes sparkled, and he was full of curiosity about this mysterious young man.
"Xiu Wei is so powerful, why is Nantai Mansion really the place where the most demons are born."
Wang Meng's injuries had recovered a little, and he spat on the ground fiercely, with a crazy smile on his hairy face.
Above the Jade Palace, the remaining two kings of the younger generation all fell into silence, even if there were peerless beauties standing in front of them, it was difficult to make them relaxed.
Yao Ji Shi Ran stood there, slender snow-white fingers swiping on the jade railing, graceful body standing proudly, like a fairy lotus, fresh and refined, poetic and picturesque, jade people wearing white clothes, every inch of skin is full of spirituality, but also full of temptation.
"The demon cultivation is too powerful, and the kings of the younger generation can also be killed."
Yao Ji's beautiful eyes rippled, the corners of his crystal mouth were full of honey, his snow cheeks were glowing with a faint red glow, and the white fairy light condensed on the top of his head, which was alluring and boundless.
Behind her, the two kings of the younger generation, hearing her extremely delicate voice, were all shocked, straightened their spines, and one of them said: "His cultivation is indeed powerful, but it is not invincible. ” "Do you dare to fight him?"
Yao Ji's small waist twisted slightly, and he turned sideways, revealing half of his fairy face, that perfect and delicate face, and the autumn waves like a waterfall, it was like a snow fairy standing in front of him, making the two kings of the younger generation look directly stupid, as if the soul had been hooked away.
An elegant back can make them fascinated, and now seeing her face is like seeing the legendary Limbo fairy.
The jade neck is soft, the chest is firm, the waist is tight, the buttocks are round, the temperament is dusty, and the petite and delicate body is like a heavenly stunner, no one can refuse her.
"Naturally, dare to fight."
One of the young kings said.
"It's not hard to win him."
Another young king said.
Yao Ji shook his head and persuaded, "Fight him, you will die." ” "Hmph, I'm going to take his life right now."
The young king of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect disappeared directly from the spot, and the next moment, he fell onto the battle platform.
Yao Ji's beautiful eyes were full of smiles, imagining what this young generation of kings would look like when he was killed, the more he thought about her, the more excited she felt, and she couldn't help touching her crystal clear face, with an indescribable sense of achievement.
"Sun Moon Immortal Sect, Zhao Songyang."
This young generation of kings is wearing a Taoist robe, holding the bright sun in front of him, carrying a round of spirit moon on his back, and has the charm of a fairy wind and dao bones on his body.
His cultivation is profound, and he can condense the phantom of the fairy palace in the center of his eyebrows.
Many monks saw the extraordinariness of this young talent, and when he reported his name, they were all shocked.
"The Sun Moon Immortal Sect is one of the three most powerful immortal sects in Dizi Mansion, it is extremely ancient, and in terms of longevity, there is no need for the four major gates to be different."
"Zhao Songyang is the top person of the younger generation of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, he once practiced in the cultivation mountains of the Immortal Sect, broke into an ancient immortal mansion, and obtained an ancient spirit sword, which is a three-grade spiritual weapon."
"Zhao Songyang reached the realm of the fourth level of the Mandate of Heaven ten years ago, with his supreme talent, coupled with his luck beyond ordinary people, in ten years, he should have cultivated to the peak of the fourth level of the Mandate of Heaven, and he is about to be able to break through the fifth level of the Mandate of Heaven."
"This is the king of the younger generation of kings, and there are many people in the underground gambling palace who bet heavily on him."
"If this mysterious man can win against Zhao Songyang, I'm afraid that no one will dare to go to the stage today, and he will be the first to qualify today."
There are many talented people of the younger generation in other battle platforms, who come here and refuse to leave, and there are more and more monks under the battle platform.
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Zhao Songyang stood upright, his robe was clear, and said, "What do you call Your Excellency?"
"If I win the battle, I will naturally know my name."
The momentum on Feng Feiyun's body was sharp, and his body seemed to have turned into a war blade, and the war sword did not go out of his body, and he directly held the hilt of the sword, and then struck suddenly, and the invisible waves stirred out.
"Bang" The hilt of the sword seemed to shatter the air.
Zhao Songyang pinched the scorching sun with one hand and Haoyue with the other, like holding a piece of blue sky, catching the blow of Feng Feiyun.
The "boom" air wave crashed open, and the entire battle platform was hunting.
This was the first time that someone was able to catch a blow from a mysterious man, and Zhao Songyang's cultivation was stronger than the previous two.
Many people are excited and feel that they are about to witness an unprecedented battle, a direct duel between the kings of the younger generation.
"One is the heir of the ancient inheritance of the Immortal Sect, and the other is the descendant of the demon of the world, both from famous families, one is good and one is evil, and I don't know if the good can suppress the evil, or the evil can defeat the good."
Some of the monks of the older generation were excited, staring at the battle platform with blazing eyes.
"Zhao Songyang is the descendant of the Black Sun Envoy of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, the Black Sun Envoy is a madman who has been cultivating the Immortal Realm for hundreds of years, and he must have taught him countless top-notch immortal powers, if you can peek into one or two of them, it will be a great opportunity."
"The Red Luan Demon Sword is even more shocking sword tricks, the Demon Man of the World has killed many giant-level characters with this set of sword tricks, if you can comprehend this set of demon swords, it will be of great benefit to the cultivators."
Feng Feiyun's face was hidden under the hat, his lips were slightly raised, and a blazing hot aura poured out of his body, "Although Zhao Songyang's cultivation is strong, he has not broken through the fifth level of the Mandate of Heaven, he can be defeated within five moves, and he can be killed within ten moves." ” Nine huge red luans soared from above the blade of the sword, turning into a nine-petal fire lotus, covering the entire battle platform, and Feng Feiyun carried the sword and suspended above the center of the fire lotus, mobilizing the power of the nine red luans to suppress Zhao Songyang with overwhelming power.
Zhao Songyang's head has the sun and moon coexisting, the blue sky and white clouds, just like the body derived from a fairy world.
"Huh" A white ancient sword came out of his eyebrows, a hundred meters long, and tens of thousands of patterns were condensed on it, just like a divine jade refining, like a Nine Heavens Divine Sword.
This is a three-grade spiritual weapon, the power is huge, and the spirituality of the spiritual weapon is even more terrifying, and you can clearly perceive the spirit of the instrument in the sword body singing, just like a sage hidden in the ancient sword.
A sword slashed out, broke the Red Luan Fire Lotus, rushed out of the battle curtain, and killed towards Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun also became cautious, the three-grade spirit weapon is not trivial, and the battle power is enough to win or lose a battle.
Although Feng Feiyun also has a three-grade spirit weapon, Miao Ghost Wrench, he can't use it, and can only rely on sword tricks to win.
"Hongluan is white in the world."
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the war sword, suspended it above his head, and turned into a round of red luan, but like the golden crow in myths and legends, it turned into a round of scorching sun and rose into the sky, shining on the world.
On the battle platform, the sword soul imprint flew all over the sky, a red luan was suspended in the air, dazzling, the dazzling light spread almost throughout the entire imperial city, those monks on the other battle platforms saw the vision here, and many demon-level geniuses flew towards the yellow battle platform
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