Lingjian Mountain, Sixiang Peak, Lingjian Hall.

A battle between monks that everyone loved to see was finally presented to everyone under the control of master and apprentice Wang Wu.

Being insulted by master and disciple Wang Wu in a way that went beyond the bottom line, Zhifeng, no matter how cautious he was, had to take action.

No Nascent Soul monk is really a coward. There are thorns all over the path of cultivation. Without the great perseverance to overcome the thorns, he would not be able to reach the current state. Even though the four hundred years of long life command Zhifeng Zhenren has lost his vigor, but

When needed, he can still use the sword in his hand to slay demons.

"Wang Wu, you're seeking your own death, you can't blame me."

As Master Zhifeng spoke, he took out a small sword from his mouth and put it in his hand. After he took it, the small sword grew in a circle and turned into a long sword more than three feet long. It was a little bulky in Master Zhifeng's hand, but the sword

The body is simple and heavy, but it exudes a heart-stopping aura.

Wang Wu's eyes lit up at that time: "Ling Bao, this is a Ling Bao! Sixth Junior Brother Sixth Junior Brother, come and help me value it!"

How could the Sixth Elder Lu Li, who was sitting next to him and watching, not understand what the Fifth Senior Sister was thinking. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The Sword of Kunshan is an eighth-grade spiritual treasure. If it is in Cangxi Prefecture Xuantian Pavilion, it can be sold for 800,000 souls."

The price of stone in Zhongzhou is slightly lower, about 600,000 yuan."

Wang Wu almost danced when he heard this number: "Okay, okay, sixth junior brother, I'll treat you to dinner when you're done!"

Lu Li waved his hand quickly: "Forget it, senior sister, you pick the Piaomiao Peak cafeteria every time, junior brother really can't afford it."

A certain Piao Miao Peak Master coughed a few times in embarrassment: "After all, this exotic delicacy is the preference of foreigners. It is understandable that we locals may feel uncomfortable occasionally."

Then a certain alien elder burst into laughter and said, "Senior brother, this is too ridiculous. When I was a slave in Xiyi Continent, everything I ate was... Ouch, who stepped on me!?"

In the Lingjian Hall, several elders were making a fuss, and Master Zhifeng's face turned ashen: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Master Feng Yin also felt that if the quarrel continued like this, the rationale would become irrational, and he would wantonly insult the elders of the Shengjing Immortal Sect, which was indeed unjustifiable.

"Okay, since Master Zhifeng has agreed to Junior Sister's duel invitation, let's get started without further ado."

After saying that, the bespectacled real person stretched out his hand on the armrest of the seat. In an instant, the space in the Lingjian Hall collapsed and was replaced by a high platform floating above the clouds. It was the highest level martial arts performance venue of the Lingjian Sect.

Yunlu rooftop.

Master Zhifeng looked around in surprise and found that he had actually been transferred to space! It was not that he was absorbed into some cave, or it was the effect of an illusion.

The space can be distorted by raising hands and feet. This kind of magical power is not something Zhifeng has never seen before, but he has only seen it on old monsters in the integration stage! And even in the integration stage, only a few people with the highest cultivation level can have such magical power.

!

Is this guy really a god-incarnation? Or is a god-incarnation from the Spirit Sword sect comparable to the fusion of other sects? It’s not that exaggerated, right?

For a moment, Zhifeng felt terrified and uneasy.

However, Master Feng Yin quickly dispelled his doubts: "Oh, after all, this is within Lingjian Mountain. Using the power of the mountain gate to cast spells, it is twice the result with half the effort. It is not a big deal. Master Zhi Feng does not need to worry about it."

So that's it... The master of the Spirit Sword will naturally have all kinds of conveniences in the Spirit Sword Mountain, so he just frightened himself. When he fought against Wang Wu in Baiyue Kingdom a few days ago, the opponent's performance obviously did not exceed the realm of golden elixir. On the contrary,

Her speed and destructive power seem to be inferior to ordinary golden elixirs, and she is extremely poor. Not to mention spiritual treasures, she does not even have any magic weapons...

In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Then Master Zhifeng looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Wang Wu, there is no need to discuss why you and I started arguing. Since you invited me to a duel today, I hereby promise that if I lose this battle, I will treat the sincerity written on the paper

I will never argue again, all sins will be on me! But, if I win..."

Wang Wu nodded indifferently: "You can let me be your dual cultivation cauldron, hahaha."

Wang Lu next to him was immediately startled: Master, please take it easy. You clearly lost the last time you bet on this matter!

Master Zhifeng said coldly: "I don't need you to make any cauldron for me. I just need you to plead guilty and accompany me to Shengjing Xianmen to bear the burden of sin."

Wang Wu was startled: "Accompany you to the Shengjing Immortal Sect? Do you want me to serve as a cauldron for your Shengjing Immortal Sect and play Haidilao!? This price seems to be too heavy."

"Who told you such obscene topics!" Master Zhifeng was in a state of confusion, "You are also an elder of the Five Ultimates of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, how come you have such dirty thoughts!?"

Wang Wu said angrily: "Aren't you the one who made this request first!? Let me tell you, it's okay for me to be a military prostitute, as long as you can win against me! But if I win, I will not only ask you to accept your defeat obediently, but also

I want it, but also your full body equipment and spiritual stones!"

When it came to the end, he stared at the eighth-grade Lingbao Kunshan Sword, and almost couldn't hold back his saliva, but the expression on his face still showed indignation. This kind of ability made the disciple feel ashamed.

Master Zhifeng didn't want to waste any more words: "Okay, it's up to you, then let's each make a vow to our inner demons."

After a few breaths, the two of them each swore an oath, using the underlying laws of immortality and their own foundation of immortality as collateral, calmed down, and made an agreement for a duel.

No assassins can be killed without the help of outsiders.

If it were written into a written contract, there would be countless spaces for making fuss, but with the inner demon's oath as the binding force, just two simple ones would be enough.

After the oath was made, Master Fengyin changed the space again and raised the Yunlu rooftop into a bulge, like a competition arena.

However, after Zhifeng stepped onto the stage, he found that the space suddenly changed. In front of him was a vast sea of ​​clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see. As for the onlookers Feng Yin, Liu Xian and other elders, they were thousands of feet below the sea of ​​clouds. They had already become a

Insignificant little black dot.

"Is this...another space magical power? No, there is also extremely superb cave technology." Master Zhifeng marveled in his heart. He is truly worthy of being one of the five unique powers of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Although the scale is small, a martial arts field of this level is even more powerful than the Shengjing Immortal Sect.

Only the headquarters and a few very large branches can be deployed.

This vast sense of space can only be experienced by the duelists who are inside it. To outsiders, they are just standing on a raised platform on the Yunlu rooftop. At the same time, the aftermath of the duel will also be shown in the martial arts arena.

The absorption will be resolved without hurting others, and furthermore, in the event of an emergency, the formation here will be activated instantly to stop the duel and avoid unnecessary casualties...

After checking the settings of the martial arts arena with his soul, Master Zhifeng didn't notice anything unusual. He felt a little more at ease. However, after a while, he became impatient again. He had been on stage for so long, what was Wang Wu waiting for!?

After a long time, the other opponent in the duel, Wang Wu, stepped on the green bamboo sword and appeared in front of Zhifeng Zhenren.

"I'm sorry for being late. Someone in the audience just started betting on the outcome. It took me a while to find people to raise funds for betting. Don't mind, haha!"

"Open, open gambling!?" Master Zhifeng was simply unbelievable. What on earth is going on with this Spirit Sword Sect? Can't we have a little respect for the duel between monks at the level of Jindan or above?

Wang Wu sneered: "There's no need to be so serious when dealing with a miscellaneous fish like you. It would be about the same if you Hetu Taoist came to challenge our leader... But I will definitely open an underground village at that time, haha!

"

Master Zhifeng no longer wanted to listen to her nonsense. He thrust the sword of Kunshan in his hand towards the cloud platform at his feet. In an instant, the churning clouds and mist under his feet shook violently, as if bound by invisible force. The movement became slower and slower, and the color also changed from white to white.

Brown, and finally the cloud fossils turned into a solid rock surface, with a radius of several thousand meters, and soon there were undulating mountains and mountains.

The eighth-grade Lingbao Kunshan sword is an extremely pure earth element sword, and Zhifeng Zhenren also has an extremely pure earth element earth spirit root. He is not grounded on the Yunlu rooftop, and can only use six or seven of his extraordinary abilities.

However, with the sword of Kunshan, the Yuanying Master can turn the imaginary into reality and create the advantage of the home court. At this time, how can the Yunlu rooftop still have the original misty and fairy atmosphere? What fills it is all

The surging earth element aura.

Although this skill is an understatement, the essence is that it is caused by the supreme magic of Master Yuanying, who can change the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the power of four or two thousand catties. Although Master Zhifeng is not good at fighting, his magic skills are worthy of the title of Master Yuanying, and he immediately won the title of Master Yuanying.

There was a round of applause from the onlookers.

Liu Xian, the elder who taught the skills, did not hesitate to praise him at all, nodded and said: "Okay, what a cloud of concrete, the immortal skills of the Shengjing Immortal Sect are indeed well-deserved, and they are worthy of being the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."

Elder Fang He also spoke highly of him: "Although this person has a bad character, his magical attainments are really good. Compared with the ordinary Nascent Souls I saw when I traveled around Tiannan Prefecture, he is more than a step ahead."

Master Feng Yin wore glasses and remained silent. He didn't know how the duel between the two had evolved into in his eyes...

At the same time, in the back row of the auditorium, a certain red and white monk held a large stack of sincerity papers in his hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone, watch out! Master Zhifeng has performed a strange method, proving that he is completely superior to the ordinary Nascent Soul."

Skill! On the other side, there is still the fifth elder who is unreliable, has no integrity, has low cultivation, poor swordsmanship, and is known as the shame of the spiritual sword. Needless to say, the gap between the two sides is huge! However, our odds remain unchanged.

Master Zhifeng still pays 1.5 for one, and the Fifth Elder still pays 10 for one! Everyone, if you want to place your bets, hurry up!"

…

All the things happening off the stage could not affect the two dueling people on the stage. Master Zhifeng took the lead and used the sword of Kunshan to solidify the void. Wang Wu on the other side shrugged as if it didn't matter, and then changed the green bamboo sword in his hand.

He held the posture without any intention of casting any counter-spells.

Master Zhifeng sneered in his heart: This woman is quite smart. With her cultivation of golden elixir, there is no chance of winning when she competes with him in spells. The only hope lies in her sword. I am not good at fighting, but it is true.

The possibility of being defeated by someone's sword, and the other party seemed to accept all the flaws that he deliberately sold...

Okay, then as you wish, take the first step.

The next moment, Zhifeng Zhenren danced the sword of Kunshan, and suddenly the earth aura between heaven and earth rolled up like a hurricane. The clear sky was instantly covered with a layer of wild sand, and under the shroud of the sandstorm,

Next, Kunshan's Sword moved again, pointing diagonally at Wang Wu's shoulder.

boom!

The earth trembled, and the rocky ground with a radius of several kilometers seemed to be alive. It vibrated and roared with the movement of the sword. And right at Wang Wu's feet, a thick stone pillar with a diameter of a hundred meters rose from the ground, like a

Like a sharp sword piercing the sky!

Elder Liu Xian in the audience clapped his hands and praised: "What an earth-edge needle! Hey, the impact of the collision of earth and rocks is still second, and the destructive power of the earth's vibration is also included. It is unavoidable and cannot be guarded against! Nascent Soul Realm

It is so rare to have such a level of magic cultivation!"

It's a pity that such a spell can't hurt Wang Wu at all. Facing the fission of the earth, the woman in white didn't show any change on her face. She just lazily pointed the green bamboo sword at her feet, resisting the rising edge of the ground.

As the green light swayed, no matter how powerful this needle of earth and stone was, it was all neutralized by the long sword.

After a breath, the earth became stable, and the ground needle took shape. Wang Wu stood gracefully on the needle point, her clothes as white as snow, not stained by dust.

The Spirit Sword elders in the audience didn't say a word about this, and seemed to be used to it, but the disciples behind them were in an uproar.

The earth-edge needle of Master Yuanying just now seemed to be just a stone pillar over a hundred meters high rising from the ground, but in fact it was caused by Master Zhifeng using his advanced cultivation to compress the scope of the spell, which was enough to destroy the city and destroy the country.

Huge destructive power is condensed on a stone pillar, and the most critical point is the point at the tip of the stone pillar. If it is pushed upright, the concussive force contained in the earth-edge needle is enough to shake a golden elixir monk to pieces.

, the golden elixir shattered... However, it fell at Wang Wu's feet and was struck by the bamboo sword, but it had no effect at all!

So people finally recalled a long-standing legend: It is said that this fifth elder is a defense master?

In the past, the disciples only thought it was the Seven Mysterious Legends of the Spirit Sword, but now it seems that it is true!? With the golden elixir cultivation, he was able to block Nascent Soul's blow, but he was still such an understatement. It seems that these five elders are really capable.

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At the same time, on the stage, Zhifeng's face was solemn after his attack failed, and he still held the Kunshan sword in his hand. The sandstorm behind him became more and more fierce, brewing a more powerful killing move.
Chapter completed!