Chapter 303: Fearless Luck
Qianyuan's laughter seemed to have a magical power, which made Yi Xifeng frown.
He naturally knew the identity of the other party, and he also understood that what he said just now completely broke with the Demon Sect. It's not that Yi Xifeng doesn't understand these rules. After all, he also established the "Hanmen Dao" in the Zhenwu Dao Hall, and he still understands the dirty things among the sect forces to some extent.
But Yi Xifeng looked down upon what His Highness the Devil had done before, whether he was planning to frame Loulan City, persecuting the Bachi Barbarians, or indifference to the lives of Semu people. These things gradually accumulate, constantly challenging Yi Xifeng's psychological bottom line!
Until just now, when he and Lin Fenghuo carried up the box containing the Hanxing Sword, he saw Li Xintian.
I have to say that after not seeing her for a while, this little girl has indeed changed a lot.
Compared to when they parted at the Jianzhong before, this girl became even more beautiful and stunning. Qianyuan's eyes when looking at Li Xintian could not escape Yi Xifeng's eyes.
Especially the criticism coming from around him could still reach his ears even if he was far away.
If before, he and Qianyuan had different views, and their martial arts concepts made them inevitable enemies, then he will become even more determined now!
Yi Xifeng didn't know why he had such "unreasonable" anger, and he didn't know how much trouble this would bring to him in the future. But at this moment, he knew that he had to do this!
Han Sanli frowned slightly and raised the hand on Qianyuan's shoulder slightly.
And the figure of His Highness the Devil disappeared again the moment Han Sanli lifted up.
"careful!"
Zhao Long, who had been paying attention to each other's every move, immediately reminded him.
Obviously, this sentence seemed a bit redundant. Yi Xifeng had already responded before Zhao Long spoke.
A dark afterimage teleported in front of Yi Xifeng to block the punch!
boom!
Yi Xifeng's figure retreated backwards, and two ravines were plowed out of the hard bluestone beneath his feet.
Fortunately, after he retreated more than a dozen feet, he managed to stabilize his figure. A dark long sword was held in front of him, and Yi Xifeng used it to block the blow just now!
"Infinite Black Flame?!" Qianyuan asked in surprise.
Obviously, the aura oozing out of this long sword was exactly the same as the "Infinite Black Flame" in his soul niche, which was a bit difficult for him to understand.
Even though the facts were before him, he still didn't quite understand why the soul niche he had worked so hard to refine suddenly disobeyed his orders and instead became a weapon in the hands of the enemy.
Qianyuan couldn't figure out the key for a while, but there were many people present who could see the clues, and Chen Chuantuo was one of them.
Dean Chen, who was dressed as a young scholar, touched his beardless chin and said in amazement: "There is something about this brat that actually made the sword spirit of Hanxing Sword swallow a soul niche. Haha, if Junior Brother Fenghu finds out, ,I am afraid……"
As he spoke, he laughed silently.
Although Chen Chuantuo laughed silently, he still attracted the attention of Li Xintian who was standing aside.
"You just watched Xifeng being beaten to death?"
A hint of anger flashed through the girl's usually calm eyes, and she asked via voice transmission.
"Don't worry blindly, this kid is very cunning. Although his strength is still average, it's really not that easy for that demon sect to take him down!"
Obviously, Dean Chen has great confidence in Yi Xifeng's abilities, even more than himself.
paddy rice
After experiencing what happened at Qingyun Sword Tomb before, he naturally understood why his two junior brothers valued this fair-looking little guy so much. He always had an indescribable ability in him.
That is, no matter what kind of difficulty or dilemma it is, if this little guy is around, things will tend to develop in his favor.
He didn't know why he had this idea before. It wasn't until he discussed a lot about the martial arts practice in the upper martial realm with the old demon Han in Biyou Palace these days that he gradually understood that today's martial arts path not only depends on the individual, Talent and hard work, but also the so-called luck.
Yi Xifeng is undoubtedly the kind of person who has a certain amount of luck!
Although his martial arts talent is average, and even his martial arts attainments are not the best among his peers. But in Yi Xifeng, Chen Chuantuo could always feel a sense of "fearlessness" in facing the martial arts or the way of heaven.
Perhaps it is this fearlessness that sees through life and death that allows Yi Xifeng to escape from danger again and again and break the shackles of the enemy again and again.
Chen Chuantuo didn't know that Yi Xifeng's so-called "fearless" luck was caused by his true experience of life and death and rebirth. So compared to his peers, he has more potential and possibilities!
boom!
Even with the blessing of this spiritually powerful Hanxing Sword, Yi Xifeng was still no match for His Highness the Devil.
I think at the beginning, Qianyuan fought against Yi Xifeng, Zhao Long and Lin Fenghuo on his own. Although he did not have a big advantage from the beginning to the end, with this strong combat power alone, he was not Yi Xifeng. The wind can be dealt with independently.
If "Ye Jian Han Xing" hadn't absorbed the powerful spirituality of "Wuji Black Flame" last night, causing its strength to increase by leaps and bounds, Yi Xifeng might have been defeated at this time.
But even so, it seemed that Yi Xifeng wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
…
"Sea-turning Demonic Dragon Fist!"
With a hint of cruelty in the corner of Qianyuan's mouth, he knocked the Hanxing Sword away from Yi Xifeng's hand with one kick, and then looked back with a "Demon Dragon Fist"!
The shrill roar of the dragon resounded throughout the entire venue, and the faces of some of the elders from the surrounding sects became extremely ugly when they saw this scene.
They could feel the terrifying power contained in this punch. It was hard to imagine that this was an attack that a low-level warrior could perform.
"Wait a moment!"
A shout suddenly broke the roaring scene, and a pretty figure suddenly appeared.
It was the protagonist of today's coronation ceremony, the religious saint Li Xintian, who stood up and stood between Yi Xifeng and Qianyuan.
And Mozi Qianyuan's fist stopped just a few inches in front of Li Xintian.
The demon sect's face first had an unhealthy blush, and then instantly turned pale. Thinking about it, forcing him to stop the "Devil Dragon Fist" just now caused him serious internal injuries.
"Your Highness the Saint, what are you doing?"
Qianyuan asked a little coldly, obviously he also realized that the situation had begun to develop in a trend that he could not predict.
Han Sanli, who was standing in the middle of the court, turned to glance at Chen Chuantuo, who was standing on the sidelines with the old god. The other party shrugged, and the meaning was obvious. Even if you can't see His Highness the Devil, he can't see his precious disciple either.
"snort!"
Han Laomo naturally understood the other party's little thoughts, but he had no choice but to replace his dissatisfaction with a cold snort for his beloved disciple.
…
Regarding Li Xintian's sudden obstruction, the elders and young talents from various major sects present did not expect it. But in an instant, they started whispering, obviously discussing the relationship between the divine religion and the demonic religion.
