As the young man's words appeared, a large number of flames rose into the sky, illuminating the vision of all Wanjian Sect disciples.
The eight flying swords flew back to Wang Xuan's side, merged into one at great speed, and turned into a long sword, and the sword's body was blazing into the sky.
He activated the Great River Sword Technique, raised his sword, and a shadow of river water appeared behind him, rushing towards the dense moth sword energy.
That is not a big river, but it is formed by the accumulation and appearance of countless sword shadows.
Wu Di's expression changed drastically. This sword probably was no less than an eighth-level swordsman at the spiritual level. The most important thing was that the opponent's Yuan Power was so strong that he could execute such a majestic sword! ?
Master Wanjian's eyes darkened and he secretly thought it was not good.
Many of the disciples of Wanjian Sect stood up in shock.
"What an exaggerated energy throughput!"
"How did he do it, fire sword martial soul, water sword skill!?"
In the gaze of all the disciples of Wanjian Sect, the moths and Jianhe fought together, and the dense sword shadow of Jianhe turned into the flaming sword shadow, overwhelming and burning the moths.
"Pfft~"
Wu Di was hit by the river of sword and fire and flew backwards, spurting out a stream of blood.
After flying backwards for more than twenty meters, he landed on his feet. The right hand holding the sword was shaking violently, and his eyes were complicated, ranging from unwillingness to sadness.
"Sect Master, the disciple is incompetent and has failed."
Wu Di wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, made a fist salute to Master Wanjian, turned around and walked back to the disciples.
The disciples around looked at each other.
The other party actually defeated their senior brother Wu Di in swordsmanship...
Wang Xuan put the Hokage Sword back into his body, squeezed out a few drops of sweat on his forehead with his skills, wiped it with his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "I only narrowly missed half a move."
Fairy Xiaoxiang rolled her eyes secretly.
She knew that her apprentice's strongest sword was a very long fire dragon.
Master Wan Jian snorted in his heart, but still smiled slightly and nodded: "Yes, yes, no wonder Fairy Xiaoxiang, who never accepts disciples, has a disciple. She is indeed a high disciple."
A small red jade bottle appeared in his hand, and a drop of blood flew out from it, with the faint sound of phoenix chirping, floating towards Fairy Xiaoxiang.
Wang Xuan felt slightly relieved.
As long as there is this drop of essence and blood, Lin Miaoyi's soul can be stabilized.
However, there was a lot of essence and blood in the ruby bottle.
The more power of the Phoenix bloodline, the more beneficial it will be to Lin Miaoyi's soul.
Fairy Xiaoxiang smiled and used a jade bottle to collect the essence and blood floating in front of her and keep it properly.
"Three Star Palace Tokens, we say goodbye..." Fairy Xiaoxiang took out three Star Palace Tokens.
"Not urgent."
However, Master Wanjian smiled and interrupted Fairy Xiaoxiang. He did not accept the three tokens, but said: "How about we gamble again?"
Fairy Xiaoxiang’s beautiful eyebrows knitted together.
Master Wanjian smiled to himself and said: "I will send another disciple who has perfected the Secret Treasure Realm. If your disciple loses this battle, he will return the essence and blood."
Fairy Xiaoxiang and Wang Xuan looked at each other.
Master Wan Jian cannot afford to lose.
Fairy Xiaoxiang's pretty face sank slightly: "What if my disciple wins? We are not gamblers and don't want to take risks."
Master Wanjian: "If your apprentice wins again, my sect will not take the three Star Palace Tokens, but will give you two more drops of blood essence."
Fairy Xiaoxiang was slightly stunned, such gambling money was too tempting.
She didn't want to touch the Supreme Elder unless absolutely necessary.
What if I could win back three tokens?
Fairy Xiaoxiang thought of this and looked at Wang Xuan in the field.
"Master, I will try my best."
Wang Xuan said obediently, with a simple and handsome face, as if he didn't know the sinister thoughts of Master Wanjian.
Lin Miaoyi had paid so much for him. Even in a risky gambling battle, he would win these two drops of blood.
What's more, with his fighting power, let's see what other tricks Wanjian Sect Master can do.
Humph, when I've cultivated enough, I'll capture your sect-protecting beasts and bleed them every day.
"Okay." Fairy Xiaoxiang nodded.
Master Wanjian felt relieved, he must win back the essence and blood to save the sect's face.
The expressions of several elders became solemn. Although they wanted to save their face, Fairy Xiaoxiang's disciple was indeed very strong in the way of swordsmanship.
It is difficult for disciples in the secret realm to defeat the black wind.
The disciples of Wanjian Sect were all prosperous, and their initial contempt was restored, and their hearts became heavy.
Wu Di was defeated in swordsmanship, and no one dared to challenge him again.
Three Star Palace Orders, two drops of the essence and blood of the Sect Protector Beast, the face of the sect, no matter which one is heavy!
Mu Ling'er's eyes were filled with confusion: "I don't know why, but Hei Feng's chic and warm smile always feels familiar."
Su Xiaoshi nodded: "Yeah, I'm weird too."
At this time, Master Wanjian pointed out.
Pointing directly at a young woman among the disciples.
She was dressed in gray robes, with three sword scars on her face, and a small black and gray beast squatting on her shoulder.
The young woman stood up indifferently and walked towards the field.
Wang Xuan looked calm.
But when Fairy Xiaoxiang's eyes fell on the little beast on the young woman's shoulder, her expression changed drastically.
I saw that the little beast looked a bit like an owl. It had no talons, but a pair of baby-like hands and a pair of baby-like feet. The most strange thing was that the beast had a little grimace, and its eyes were dark, and it moved as it turned. Full of wisdom.
"Mirage beast?" Fairy Xiaoxiang's face turned gloomy. She looked at Sect Master Wanjian and said coldly: "Could it be that Sect Master is joking? Such a ferocious creature, which is rare in the world, also wants to participate in the competition?"
The Master of Wanjian Sect stroked his beard: "This female disciple is also in the secret realm, but the difference is that she is not good at swordsmanship, but the way to control beasts. The mirage beast is her contracted monster, so I use Two drops of blood."
Wang Xuan was silent.
Mirage beast? This was the first time he heard it.
The disciples of Wanjian Sect around him were discussing in low voices.
"You actually forgot about Senior Sister Zheng. Our sect is bound to win this battle!"
"Haha, Senior Sister Zheng is the daughter of the Lord of the Peak. She made a huge sacrifice for the contract with the Mirage Beast."
"The mirage beast is such a ferocious creature, so weird. The three scars on Senior Sister Zheng's face are caused by this beast!"
"Well, this beast has terrifying intelligence, understands human speech, is biased towards monsters, and can eat the sea of human souls."
Zheng Qian walked into the arena indifferently, facing Wang Xuan twenty feet apart.
She made a fist with her hands, and wisps of gray gas flowed out of her body and was inhaled by the nose of the mirage beast on her shoulder.
Wang Xuan looked at it, and saw that the gray gas was mixed with soul power.
Zheng Qian said coldly, "You are no match for me, just admit defeat. What I am good at is fighting the enemy with illusions. Once I use it, it will be extremely painful for you. It will affect your state of mind at least, and destroy your martial spirit at worst."
Wang Xuan ignored the other party and looked directly at the mirage beast.
As the son of the Demon Emperor in his previous life, he naturally knew a lot about monsters, and this mirage beast did have a hint of innate demonic nature, and its dark eyes had a heart-stopping fluctuation.
Wang Xuan withdrew his gaze and said that after obtaining the Xingdao Pupil, he could also perform illusions, but rarely used them.
"Since Senior Sister Zheng is proficient in illusion, let me learn a little about illusion." Wang Xuan said slowly, his sleeves fluttering slightly in the sea breeze.
Everyone was slightly stunned.
Wan Jian Zong has a strange color.
Fairy Xiaoxiang was also surprised that her precious disciple could also... Illusion?
There were angry sounds all around:
"How arrogant! He used a sword to fight against Senior Brother Mo before, but now he has switched to the illusion technique that Senior Sister Zheng is good at!"
"I don't believe that this once unknown young man can still defeat Mirage Beast and Senior Sister Zheng!?"
"If he can still win in illusion, I will eat all the sect's animal excrement in front of everyone!"
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