"Bang!" The long lilac sword in the hand of Senior Sister Zilan slashed out with a sword, and then cut Xu Feiyang backwards!

Then he sighed and said helplessly: "I said, Junior Brother Xu Feiyang, I am the opponent you will definitely not be able to defeat. The body-protecting spirit energy in the eighth level of acquired level can never be broken!"

Xu Feiyang's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he seemed to see the bandit who killed his parents in front of him. A huge sense of fighting suddenly flashed in his eyes!

It was from when he started that Xu Feiyang made a secret wish in his heart that he would kill all these messy heads in this life, and he was destined to walk on the path of the mighty powerful people on the corpses of these scum.

My destiny is up to me, but my god!

This is the path of a strong man that Xu Feiyang follows!

But what happened to me today? I must cross this gap in strength!

At this moment, something seemed to twitch in the air, and then the whole atmosphere towards the platform became heavier, and the time seemed to stop at this moment.

Tang Ming's eyes fell tightly on Xu Feiyang's eyes with a light green light flashing. Then he felt the momentum on Xu Feiyang's body at this time. As time went by, it gradually grew with a very terrifying trend, as if it had become the center of a strong wind. At this moment, all the wind was condensed!

"Wind, please listen to my request. At this moment, please give me all the wind!" Xu Feiyang murmured in his heart, and the whistling cold wind was gradually wrapped around him at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cold wind was still forming sharp blades in front of Xu Feiyang at an extremely terrifying trend.

This wind blade is invincible!

"The wind whine!" Xu Feiyang roared!

The wind blades moved the spiritual energy around them and immediately made a "whimper" wailing like an evil ghost. The spiritual energy in Xu Feiyang's body was also cleaned in this moment. Soon, the wind blade vortex constructed by Xu Feiyang was like Yinglong in the sky, shooting towards the purple orchid in front of Xu Feiyang with an unparalleled posture!

"This feels like Yun Mozi's killing move! Feng Zhimeng! Xuan-level intermediate martial arts!"

Xu Feiyang's move was really powerful. Even No. 3 in the distance couldn't help but look at Ji Mingxin on the platform. He recognized the source, name, and even level of the martial arts at one glance! Then Ji Mingxin nodded secretly: "No wonder, such a talented wind-attributed boy should be taken by the old monster Yun Mozi!"

Ji Mingxin muttered to herself that she knew very well about the things in the sect!

"Have you finally used this trick?" On the treetops not far away, Yun Mozi, dressed in white, was standing there quietly, watching Xu Feiyang's game with relish. There is no doubt that Xu Feiyang's strange wind-attribute martial arts were all masters!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Black Monster, you are really capable of gaming. After waiting for thirty years, you finally waited for a successor of the wind-attribute spiritual energy. God treats you very well!" Yun Qingzi, who was wearing black clothes, said smacking her lips.

Yun Mozi shook his head: "After all, I'm too immature. A good piece of iron needs to be tempered before it can become steel! How about you, the female disciple? She is not as good as Xu Feiyang's iron, it's comparable!"

When he mentioned this aunt Yun Qingzi, he let out a strong sigh: "Hey, don't mention it, this aunt wants to cheat something out of me every few days. Last time he cheated her of two purple Qi Donglai Pills. Every time he asked me for 100,000 yuan, and it's just a bottomless pit!"

The old man looked at the other person and then smiled bitterly.

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The No.6 on this side saw such a mighty attack on the platform. When the Yimoe didn't dare to be careless, it was hard to imagine that a cultivator at the fourth level of the acquired level could launch such a powerful attack. He folded his hands and burst out from his body with a powerful wood-attributed spiritual energy. The spiritual energy hooked the weeds on the ground, giving people a feeling of vitality!

"Wood Dragon Technique!" Zi Lan shouted sweetly, and then the surging spiritual energy gathered in front of Zi Lan into a huge green dragon. The flying dragon was wrapped in powerful wood-attribute spiritual energy. His claws were waving, bringing an amazing momentum!

"It's actually a mysterious level, a low-level martial art!" Tang Ming looked at the giant dragon released by Zi Lan and immediately took a breath. He didn't expect that this little girl who looked ordinary could have such a foundation behind her. It seems that the outer disciples are the crouching tiger and hidden dragon.

If a seventeen outer disciple can have such a strong combat power, what kind of powerful combat ability will the ten in front of the outer disciple have?

Looking at the powerful move released by Xu Feiyang, Tang Ming seemed to have a little more clarity in his heart. I think that when he was fighting in the 202 courtyard that day, the backup plan that Xu Feiyang should be Feng Zhi wailing!

It was almost time to say that, and at the next moment, these two powerful energy that fell down and collided together without leaving any effort!

After the collision, what scattered was a powerful energy storm intertwined with wind blades and wood chips. The already fragile platform No. 7 completely shattered at this moment. The dust swept through the two energy veiled over the result of the battle with a layer of mystery in the darkness. At this time, except for the elders in the Wanglou, no disciple knew what changes were happening in the smoke and dust!

"Boom boom boom!"

Everyone could only keep hearing the loud noises that came after the wind blade and the wooden dragon were fighting, and they didn't know anything left.

"Damn... that's the platform made by Tiemuyan. He was so casually beaten to this by a new outer disciple at the fourth level of the acquired realm?"

"This...is this a battle between two cultivators in the acquired realm? This momentum is probably the battle between the powerful men in the innate realm!"

Several outer disciples in the audience swear directly. This is the first time they have seen the person who can tell the story of the platform in the outer disciples' challenge.

"It's really worthy of being the Qingfeng sword among the four madmen, Xu Feiyang. This strength is indeed amazing!"

"A lot of nonsense. I just want to know. Who won this?"

Finally, during the conversation between the two of you and me, the sweeping two-color energy storm gradually dissipated. After the dust settled, everyone finally saw the scene on the battle stand!

Xu Feiyang had used a mysterious trick. After the intermediate Feng Zhi's cry, the spiritual energy in his body was sucked away. Now he was hit with such a strong impact. He fell to the ground covered in blood, gasping for breath. Although his injuries were so serious, he was so hard that he couldn't faint.

On the other hand, Senior Sister Zilan was not in good condition. Her body moved back more than ten meters in this powerful collision. The originally solid body-protecting spiritual energy around her body had been destroyed by the raging wind blade. Even her right hand holding the sword was shaken by the powerful attack and showed some red marks. Her clothes and hair were a little messy. It was obviously her condition was extremely poor, but if it were compared to Xu Feiyang, who had become a bloody man, she would have been much better after all, too much!

In this situation, it is clear who will be born and who will lose, but no outside disciples present were anxious to tell the result of the game!

The bright afternoon eyes fell on Xu Feiyang's face through the slightly withered sundial mirror of Xuanwu Gate, and it looked like the setting sun, with a tragic meaning!

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit terrifying!

Tang Ming couldn't stand anymore, so he flew up from his countertop platform, and the next moment he flew to Xu Feiyang: "Old Xu, what's going on? Is there anything wrong?" As he said that, he winked at Li Changge, who quickly pinched the healing pill he had refined and trotted all the way to the countertop platform!

Xu Feiyang shook his head, but said, "It's okay, what's the outcome?"

Xu Feiyang's voice was a little weak, as if he had tried all the strength in his body and squeezed out such a sentence!

"Old Xu, you lost, but you broke the gap of strength and broke the invisible shackles in everyone's eyes. For us, this is the romance of men, are you right?" Tang Ming smiled, and then patted Xu Feiyang's blood-stained shoulder! "No matter whether you win or lose, those who break the shackles are heroes, this is the romance of men!"

Li Changge, who was on the other side, quickly echoed: "Yes, although Lao Xu lost the game, we won back the romance of men. Are you right?"

Xu Feiyang smiled: "Tang Ming, I haven't really broken that shackle, but I believe you can, go and break that shackle!"

After saying that, Xu Feiyang twitched and finally fainted!

Tang Ming's words about man's romance can be said to have entered the hearts of many outer disciples.

Tang Ming didn't know that a word he made randomly would be popular in the subsequent Xiaoyao School: "The so-called romance of men is the spirit of continuous progress that can break the shackles under any circumstances!"

"The Wu Lao Peak Medicine King, the Wu Lao Peak Medicine King!" He was excited to the outer disciples under the platform, and they shouted loudly, as if venting their long-suppressed emotions!

Zi Lan was also infected by this inexplicable emotion. She walked to Tang Ming and smiled slightly at him. Then her beautiful eyes fell on Xu Feiyang.

"A long-lost strong man, looking forward to the next battle with you!"

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In this warm and inspiring atmosphere, Ji Mingxin's body trembled violently.
Chapter completed!