After passing Guan Boyan, I saw Jiang Zhao, Lu Shansheng and others coming out one by one, and the geniuses who had not yet become Dharmakaya from the Xuanjian Sect, Yunqueshan and other sects showed off their magical powers. It was really exciting and exciting to watch.
Among them, Jiang and Lu are the most eye-catching. Both of them are disciples of aristocratic families who were born in the world. They have been valued by the clan since childhood. They are also about the same age as Chi Zangfeng and have similar cultivation levels, so they are in Taiqian. Yuanmen also has high hopes. If Zhao Shun had not appeared in this grand event, it would have been a competition between Jiang and Lu and Chi Zangfeng and other Zhaoyan talents.
The Qin-holding Fairy Jiang Zhaoyu raised her hand, but she was somewhat cautious. After careful consideration, she chose a Yunque Mountain disciple who was ranked fifty-second under Chi Zangfeng. He defeated Xiao Yingquan in the floating palace, his face lit up and he felt happy.
But Lu Shansheng was a little more arrogant. This young man with red lips and white teeth looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was thin and had a powdered face. He wore an eight-treasure glass necklace around his neck, and a string of sachets hanging from his waist. As he walked around, gold and jade beads jingled, making a constant sound. At first glance, he was a wealthy man who was pampered by his family.
After jumping down from the lotus platform, his eyes widened and he was already looking in the direction of Chi Zangfeng.
Among the disciples of Taiyuan's generation, only Jiang Zhao could compete with him. After leaving the sect, the one mentioned most by the elders of the clan was none other than Chi Zangfeng of the Zhaoyan Immortal Sect. Lu Pansheng had not yet fought with him, so he was deeply dissatisfied with this. He wanted to defeat this man personally at the grand event. Naturally, he was not going to let him go when he got the opportunity.
But he didn't expect that there was a person in the nearby lotus platform who made eye contact with him. There was a provocative look in his eyes, and he actually spoke one step ahead of him: "Is this the Lu case that the elder mentioned has been promoted? Now that I look at it, it doesn't seem like much. Something special!”
As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Shansheng with a mean look, and at the end he grinned softly, exposing his white teeth, which made the former's chest bulge with anger.
This man was not an unknown person. Lu Shansheng had paid attention to him during the previous fight. Although life and death are inevitable on the fighting platform, monks from various schools have many mysterious means in order to save their lives. Therefore, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is much more difficult to kill the opponent. If there is not an obvious difference between the two, The difference in strength, then even if you can kill your opponent, you will pay a heavy price for it.
The fact that Yan Qiuxing was able to kill a true infant of the Lanchu sect and capture the fifty-three lotus pedestals also meant that his strength would not stop there.
Lu Shansheng wanted to defeat Chi Zangfeng, but he just felt that the latter had stolen his limelight. Now that he was provoked by Yan Chouxing, how could he take it lightly with his arrogant and aloof temper? ?
"Your Excellency has spoken such arrogant words, how dare you challenge me to a life-or-death showdown today!"
His delicate face was flushed red, and the Dantian in his abdomen was shaken, and his strong real energy surged upwards with the Qi machine. Behind him appeared two images of immortals sitting and lying down.
Yan Chouxing had been waiting for his words for a long time. Hearing this, he stood up and laughed loudly: "I was still afraid of you!"
Then he jumped down to the stage, and because he was tall and straight, he lowered his eyes to Lu Shansheng and said, "What special skills do you have? Why don't you use them as soon as possible, lest others look at them and think I am Yan Chou?" You are using the big one to bully the small ones!"
Lu Pansheng had been pampered since he was a child, and he had never seen such an arrogant and domineering person. Even those tribesmen who were used to being domineering outside had to put their tail between their legs when they were in front of him, flatter him and serve him carefully. Seeing Yan Qiu Xing's eyes filled with contempt and touching his back twice in three directions, Lu Shansheng was already itching with hatred.
He sneered sinisterly, and the next moment he pointed his fingers forward, humming: "I can take your life without using my magical powers!"
Lu Shansheng held a dust fly in his left hand. The dust handle was slender and flawless. One look at it revealed that the material was extraordinary. The dust-tailed beast's hair was clean and bright, with a faint gray-white divine light. Yan Qiuxing's eyes moved slightly, and he roughly knew the magic weapon in his opponent's hand. What is it.
He was also a descendant of the Beijuyan family. Although the power of the family in Zhaoyan was no longer what it used to be, in terms of knowledge and knowledge, monks who were born in a wealthy family were still much better than ordinary disciples.
Behind Lu Pansheng is one of the six major clans in Taiyuan, the Lu family of Baifeng. This clan is the most prosperous in cultivating the law and is good at controlling the enemy's laws. The heirloom treasure of the Lu family is a heaven-level magical weapon called the Qingxu Zhenmiao Jade Whisker. Using this treasure to assist in the family's secret techniques can greatly increase the power and defeat many enemies with one person. Therefore, most of the natal magic weapons of Lu's disciples are imitated from this treasure, and the Lu Pan Shengzi in front of him is no exception.
It is rumored that the dust tail of the Qingxu Zhenmiao Jade Whisk is a dragon whisker as thin as a hair, while the dust handle is carved from a section of phoenix bone. Although future generations cannot imitate it, But he will also try to fit as many treasures as possible, such as plucking hair from ferocious beasts with true dragon blood, and cutting out the spine from the body of a great bird demon.
Even though Lu Shansheng's jade whisk cannot be compared with a family heirloom, it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
The other party's anger was in full swing, and as soon as he made a move, it was a ruthless method that would directly take his life. Yan Qiu Xing couldn't help but sneer in his heart, but his body faced the opponent's two dharma images without hesitation.
I saw the two Dharma images that had previously existed behind Lu Pansheng. Now that they were filled with true energy, the people sitting and lying inside began to move. The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, looked exactly the same as Lu Shansheng, except that the one on the left was holding a law enforcement sword and had a very fierce look on his face, while the one on the right was much calmer, holding a Bagua mirror inlaid with pearls and jade in his hand. .
The two Dharma-like bodies flew out at the same time. The one holding the sword shouted angrily, drew his sword and chopped off Yan Chouxing's head. The one holding the mirror followed closely behind, picked up the Bagua mirror and looked forward to take a photo. .
At first, Yan Qiuxing didn't see anything unique about the sword holder, but as soon as the dim yellow light cast by the Bagua Mirror hit his body, his breath was blocked for no reason, and his body and limbs were also a little sluggish. He thought that this object might be used to slow down movement. Seeing that the sword holder's brilliant magic sword was about to fall on him, the two small yin and yang fish in his dantian swung their tails in shock!
Everyone saw that his breathing was short, and the aura on his body suddenly surged like ocean waves. The black and white Dharma light outside his body echoed each other, turning into a three-layered Yin and Yang barrier that was as stable as Mount Tai. He actually held the Sword Dharma Body to block it out!
"boom!"
Nine mysterious black lines suddenly appeared on Yan Qiu Xing's arm, and then he punched the opponent's sword. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the magic sword holding the sword that was stronger, or his fist style was more powerful. It just appeared The scene before everyone's eyes was that the sword-holding Dharmakaya's arm trembled, his feet staggered a few steps, and he almost flew backwards!
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