The flames were like fire clouds, the red luans danced in the air, and a faint demonic aura escaped out.
"This is the demon luan transformed by the sword technique" A clay figure less than one and a half meters tall was angry from the ground, his body was piled up by mud, and the jade bricks and earth around his body melted into mud.
Many people recognized this demon, and his cultivation was extremely powerful, and he once melted an old monk with the fifth heaviest destiny into mud with one palm.
"Sure enough, it's the Red Luan Demon Sword" Dongfang Jingshui flew down majestically, the demonic energy on his body surged, and on his back, the scarlet cloak agitated, which attracted a lot of surprise.
Dongfang Jingshui's name is too big, and the younger generation is almost invincible, even if it is a half-step giant of the older generation of Taishang Elders, they can compete.
The Oriental Mirror Moon also floated in, stepping on the bright moon, like a breeze, with a white dress, holding a red jade pipa, like a vast fairy.
Her face was covered with a white veil, and there was a fairy glow flashing in her eyebrows, floating beside Dongfang Jingshui, there were still some young talents who wanted to get close to her, but they were all frightened away by Dongfang Jingshui's eyes.
Where there is the Oriental Mirror Moon, Li Xiaonan is naturally indispensable, dressed in white, chic and handsome, with a faint smile on his face, and sixteen beautiful girls holding musical instruments follow behind him, all of whom are extraordinary.
Li Xiaonan stared at the battle platform tightly, the smile on his face was not lost, and said: "It is rumored that the Red Luan Demon Sword is extremely powerful, but it was found by the Demon of the World from the bones of a Red Luan Great Demon, not created by this Demon of the World.
Ordinary people can't comprehend this set of demon swords at all, and if they are forcibly cultivated, they will only lose their Dao heart and turn into bloodthirsty mad demons. ” "Only people who are infected with demonic qi can learn the Red Luan Demon Sword, but I didn't expect that the Shenjin Dynasty had just died of a demon son, and a demon sword heir came out."
Many people have heard Li Xiaonan's words.
Li Xiaonan is one of the five great gods of the Divine Spirit Palace, and he must have read a lot of the Divine Spirit Palace files, and when these words come out of his mouth, they are naturally more convincing.
"It is said that the red luan fire suit on the body of Nangong Hongyan, the first beauty in the world, is also woven from the feathers of the red luan demon, once you wear the red luan fire suit, you can get part of the power of the red luan demon, even if it is an ordinary person, you can get the combat power of a half-step giant."
Li Xiaonan paused and said.
Hearing this, the light in the eyes of many young talents present flickered, revealing a greedy light, if they can win the Red Luan Fire Dress, they will be able to have huge combat power, even if it is impossible to win the battle of the horses.
Once you win the battle of the horses, you will not only be able to marry Princess Luofu, but you may also become a new generation of god kings.
Li Xiaonan's seemingly casual words made many people greedy, and pointed the finger at Nangong Hongyan.
Men care most about nothing more than three things, fame, fortune, and women.
As long as you can win the battle of the horses, these three things are at your fingertips, and if you can win the battle of the horses by wearing the red luan's fire suit, then it is worth taking the risk.
Bi Ningshuai and Wang Meng naturally heard this, and knew that Li Xiaonan harbored evil intentions.
Wang Meng said coldly: "Miss Nangong is my uncle's confidant, if anyone is an enemy of her, he is an enemy of my Wang Meng." ” Li Xiaonan stood there, smiling, and didn't even look at Wang Meng.
Bi Ningshuai said: "Save it, even if you cultivate for another hundred years, you may not be able to beat him."
The gods and disciples of the Divine Spirit Palace, high up, looking down on the heroes of the world, when you are a mosquito, they are already looking down on you. ” Although Wang Meng was unconvinced, he had to admit this fact, Li Xiaonan was stronger than him in every aspect, he was more than a star, he was more than a person, he was more dead, and it was impossible to care about his threat.
It's like an ant threatening an elephant, and if you dare to bark, it will bite you to death.
Such a threat, will the elephant care "Boom" There was a loud bang, earth-shattering, and the ground shook slightly.
All the brilliance dissipated, and Feng Feiyun still stood in the center of the battle platform, as if he hadn't moved from beginning to end.
The Dao robe on Zhao Songyang's body had three cracks, the Dao crown on his head was also cut off, and his long hair hung down, covering his gloomy face, "What a powerful Red Luan Demon Sword, worthy of being a disciple of the Demon of the World." ” The hat on Feng Feiyun's head was windless and automatic, and said: "If your cultivation reaches the fifth level of the Mandate of Heaven, you may be able to fight with me, but now, you are still far behind." ” "Arrogance, I just used the seventh-level cultivation, now let you see my true power."
Zhao Songyang stood the white war sword in front of him, and once again condensed the spirit of the sun and the moon with both hands, holding it above his head, one month on the left, one day on the right, and a blue sky in the middle.
This is a magic power of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect "The Sun and Moon are the same day", and the monks of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect who can comprehend this magic power do not add up to five.
Zhao Songyang beat "the sun and the moon are in the same sky", and the two forces of cold and hot rushed down, just like a round of moon and a round of sun, falling down.
Feng Feiyun still stands quietly, with a sword in his hand, he can maintain his eternal and immortal combat power, and break ten thousand laws with one sword.
"Boom" The sound of the sword rang out, like the thunder of the nine heavens vibrating.
The sun and the moon were slashed by a sword at the same time, with endless murderous aura, stabbing towards Zhao Songyang's eyebrows, like a meteor passing through the long sky.
"You have been tricked, you will use a sword, won't I" Zhao Songyang played "Sun and Moon to the Sky" was deliberately luring the other party to make a move, the white war sword in his hand was already ready to attack, and the power of the three-grade spirit weapon exploded instantly, and the entire battle platform was wrapped in sword qi.
"The Sword of the Heavens."
Zhao Songyang's hundred-meter-long giant sword pulled out a sword qi that could spread out into the sky, and slashed towards the man with a black hat in front of him.
At this moment, everyone under the battle platform held their breath, some were sighing at Zhao Songyang's deep scheming, some were shocked by the supreme sword technique, and some were imagining the scene after this mysterious young man was beheaded in their minds.
"Poof" A sword pierces the heart.
This sword, naturally, was the sword in Feng Feiyun's hand, which pierced Zhao Songyang's heart.
Many people couldn't react, they couldn't believe such a result, they thought that this young man would definitely die, but they didn't expect that it was Zhao Songyang who died.
"That's a lot of speed."
The short clay figure said.
That's right, the speed of Feng Feiyun just now was faster than the speed of Zhao Songyang's sword, obviously it was still dozens of meters away, but in an instant, the battle sword had already pierced Zhao Songyang's heart.
Even Li Xiaonan and Dongfang Jingshui's faces became serious, and the speed shown by the mysterious young man on the battle platform just now was already comparable to theirs.
"This is the speed that can only be possessed by cultivating the Red Luan Demon Sword to an extremely high realm."
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Li Xiaonan smiled slightly, although the speed of this mysterious person exceeded his expectations, but it was still not enough to make him feel threatened.
The white ancient battle sword only fell down at this time and lay on the battle platform.
An old man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying the sun and moon on his back stepped onto the battle platform and put away Zhao Songyang's corpse and the three-grade spiritual weapon.
Since the younger generation has chosen to climb this platform, then they must be ready to be killed at any time, and the older generation of protectors can't control this kind of thing.
The elders of the Sun Moon Immortal Sect, even if they don't collect Zhao Songyang's body, they must take away the three-grade spirit weapon, after all, the top battle treasure of the three-grade spirit weapon, even if an immortal sect can't afford to lose it, the value is even above that of a top genius.
This old man carried Zhao Songyang's corpse on his back and stood on the battle platform, with a pair of old eyes with indescribable wisdom, and said: "You are really the disciple of that demon of the world."
Feng Feiyun held the sword of war, swallowed and spit out the murderous aura on his body, and didn't say a word.
The old man said again: "Since you have come to the world of cultivating immortals, let's leave a name."
"Wind two dogs."
Feng Feiyun thought about it, and finally said it.
Although there will definitely be a lot of challengers after saying this name, I have come to hone myself with battles, and I am not afraid of challenges, and the more challengers, the better.
The old man nodded, then left with Zhao Songyang's body on his back and disappeared into the crowd.
Sure enough, after Feng Feiyun reported his name, the monks under the battle platform went crazy, and one of them said: "Nima is actually him." ” "Whoever is so famous has never heard this name before."
"Naturally, no one has heard of his name before, but yesterday the name of the underground gambling palace was so popular, I have long had a premonition that Feng Ergou was born, and it must be extraordinary."
Many of the monks present had placed a lot of money in the underground gambling palace, and they were somewhat familiar with the name Feng Ergou, and began to explain it to those monks who did not know.
"Alas, mom, this is to send a bet to pay thirty, a bet is 10,000 spirit stones, if Feng Ergou is out of the line today, then the gambling palace will compensate 300,000 spirit stones, maybe it will go bankrupt and collapse directly."
"I knew that I had bet all my net worth on him."
"I'm sure the person who bets must be Feng Ergou himself."
Feng Ergou is naturally not a good name, not only is it not good, but there are some turtles, but after seeing this mysterious man's supreme sword technique, no one thinks that he is a turtle.
"Another demon surnamed Feng, who just died and another one came out."
"Wind Ergou" Dongfang Jingyue's beautiful eyes were smoky, her lips were lightly opened, and she read a sentence to herself, staring at the man in black on the battle platform, as if she wanted to see through his whole person.
The Feng family in Nantaifu has long been famous all over the world, and it is no longer as obscure as before, when everyone hears the name of Feng Ergou, they instinctively think of the Feng family, it will not be a certain demon of the Feng family "Could it be that the little evil demon of the Feng family disguised as a man" Some people boldly guessed, after all, there are only so many top geniuses, and there is only one out of hundreds of millions of people, and there may be so many out of thin air.
After secretly hearing the name of "Feng Ergou", a few monks spread the news as soon as possible, and some people even rushed directly to the underground gambling palace.
Today, the name of the demon sword heir Feng Ergou will definitely shake the divine capital
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