"Yang Feng, where are the traces of the Holy Blood? Or are you just playing tricks on me and you are not willing to tell me the whereabouts of the Holy Blood?"
Gu Ling stood side by side with Yang Feng, his words were clear and filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Sir Sword Spirit, to be honest, Yang does not know about the traces of the holy blood."
The two of them were currently on the outskirts of the arena. The arena was bustling with people, and even the perimeter of the arena was packed with people.
This situation gave Yang Fengping some courage.
Yang Feng simply admitted it generously. Originally, Yang Feng had no intention of telling Gu Ling the truth.
The holy blood was related to whether his mother could be cured. Even for the sake of his mother, he would never allow Shen Shuyu to be harmed in the slightest.
When Gu Ling heard Yang Feng's admission, he immediately took action. A sword spirit that covered the sky and the sun stood tall, and the powerful sword intention swept across the entire arena.
Even the people from Zhuxian University and Demon God University, who were arguing endlessly, were attracted by this sword intent.
"If you dare to lie to me, then be prepared to die!"
Of course, it was impossible for Gu Ling to really kill Yang Feng. He just used some tricks to teach Yang Feng a small lesson, a small punishment but a big warning.
Inside the arena.
Pan Xuan's beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a sense of anxiety between her brows.
"haha, really?"
Yang Feng held the Lingsha Broken Sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword intent rose from his body.
The sword's will reaches the realm of transformation, and it can transform all things with a single thought. Its power is incomparable.
The world is shattered, order collapses, and the world is destroyed, facing the terrifying sword intention of reincarnation.
"Destroying Sword Intent?! Could it be..."
Pan Xuan, who was originally planning to confront the people from Demon God University, disappeared after feeling a familiar aura of sword intent.
"Teacher, the criminal has disgraced you."
Ye Long was seen kneeling on the ground, slapping himself repeatedly and murmuring words of self-blame.
The man in purple robe looked at the direction in which Pan Xuan disappeared, and his figure also disappeared.
"Do you think that reaching the state of sword intent will make you invincible in the way of swordsmanship? You are a frog in the well!"
Gu Ling shouted loudly, and a lotus flower was faintly visible behind him.
A flawless lotus sword slowly appeared in Gu Ling's hand.
Collided with Yang Feng's Lingsha Broken Sword.
boom!
The two swords collided, causing a burst of sparks.
The Lingsha Sword trembled slightly, causing Yang Feng's tiger's mouth to crack. He took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng's aura became even stronger.
At this moment, the battle between the two also attracted many gamblers to stand and watch.
There is no other reason. Generally speaking, one's cultivation level will be blocked when entering Stone Gambling Square. Therefore, no one will choose to cause trouble if they are just like ordinary people.
As for private duels outside the arena, it is even rarer.
"Gu Ling, don't be too arrogant, or you'll take one more blow from me!"
"The sword cuts through the void!"
Yang Feng's sword was not stingy, his entire body of destructive sword intent gathered on the sword, and a sword intent slashed out into the void.
He attacked the ancient spirit head-on.
"Reincarnation with one sword!"
Gu Ling also had no reservations about his sword intention. He reincarnated every life, withered and prospered every year.
The four seasons reincarnate, and the vegetation withers and grows.
Although the endless sword intent is not as domineering as the destructive sword intent, its endless sword intent is intimidating.
Stand still!
A sword slashed out in reincarnation, and the sword cut through the void.
Both sword cultivators have reached the realm of transformation with their sword intentions, transforming objects with one thought and eternity with one sword.
boom!
boom!
The sword energy was surging and the sword intent was raging. Everyone watching the battle was afraid of hurting themselves and stayed away.
This time, Yang Feng had a slight upper hand in sword intent, because Gu Ling also had her own pride in her heart, and she did not think that her reincarnation sword intent would be weaker than Yang Feng's destructive sword intent.
"Very good! It seems that your sword intention has really reached its peak. Just now it was just a little test by me. From now on, I will not hold back any more."
"The sword in the lotus, the ancestor in the sword, summon the sword spirit, the lotus comes out!"
Lotus, pure and flawless, covers the sky and the sun.
The moment the lotus bloomed, a "flawless" sword emerged from the center of the white lotus, named Lotus.
Suddenly, a powerful sword spirit emerged from the lotus.
The appearance of this sword spirit was familiar to Yang Feng, just like a beautiful lady walking out of a Jiangnan scroll.
When Yang Feng saw this sword spirit, he was already planning to seek foreign help.
"Old man, your apprentice is about to die. Come out and help me."
Within the humanoid pendant, the spirit of the residual immortal spread, and he sensed several strange auras, one of which was quite familiar to him.
"Young man Yang, don't panic. It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it, so just let it happen."
When Yang Feng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything, but in his heart he had already greeted all the eighteen generations of women from Canxian's ancestors.
Seeing the sword spirit in the lotus sword take action, Yang Feng, who was alone and weak, felt unwilling to admit defeat.
The power of desolation rose from the second dantian, and a wisp of desolation aura quietly turned into the power of desolation.
A violent aura rose from Yang Feng's body.
"Desolate Immortal?!"
The name of the Desolate Immortal overshadows the Star Territory.
All of his disciples are supreme beings, and their combat prowess is even more unfathomable.
Rao is an ancient spirit, known as the Sword Ancestor. He has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and he can't even be said to be able to defeat Huangxian.
The power of desolation is its iconic sign. All members of the desolate immortal sect cultivate the power of desolation. Of course, the prerequisite is that they have a body of desolation.
Now that he felt the aura of the Desolate Immortal on Yang Feng, how could Gu Ling not be shocked? Although the Desolate Immortal was nowhere to be seen, no one could shake the Desolate Sect's position in the Star Territory.
"The person behind you is Huang Xian?"
"It's good to know. It's too late to stop now. It's too late for my master to take action. Not to mention your ancient spirit, even your ancient sword temple will have to be demolished."
Seeing that the other party was so afraid of Huangxian, Yang Feng did not hesitate to pick up Huangxian's tiger skin.
"Haha! So what about Huangxian? If you are really her disciple, how could she sit idly by and do nothing? It seems that she is too weak to take action. You should die!"
It is said that talented people are bold. Although she guessed that Yang Feng might be the descendant of Huangxian, so what. Unless Huangxian came in person, she might still sell Huangxian a little bit, otherwise she wanted to scare her with empty words.
It's a bit underestimating her ancient spirit.
"You bitch, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
Yang Feng saw that Canxian didn't care about his own safety and that the Winged Dragon Beast was nowhere to be seen. At this time, a figure vaguely appeared in his mind.
Dressed in green clothes, with a three-foot-long green blade, and a jade pot, his face was covered with frost, and his domineering side showed off. Regardless of the heavy rain and wind ahead, he stood alone in front of him.
"Haha! I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise to you, my mentor."
Yang Feng raised a hint of self-mockery on his lips, then turned around and died generously.
Seeing that the sword light of the Lotus Sword Spirit was about to fall on Yang Feng, Yang Feng refused to avoid it.
"Who dares to hurt him!"
"Qingyu, kill!"
The sapphire sword's edge suddenly appeared, and it was quietly unsheathed. The sword spirit emitted a dazzling green light.
The green light covers the sky and the sun.
One man was wearing a green light battle armor, holding a three-foot green blade in his hand, and a chaotic green lotus behind his back. The whole picture made the ancient spirit unable to come back for a long time.
"It's 'Fairy Qingxuan', Fairy Qingxuan who has disappeared for decades!"
"Wow! I actually saw the goddess I have longed for, Fairy Qingxuan!"
"Get out of the way, I'm going to find the goddess to get her autograph."
…
"Fairy Qingxuan", a chaotic green lotus, a peerless female war goddess, and a jade sword, even if it has been hidden for decades, it is still passed down by word of mouth among the people in the world of immortality.
"Chaos Qinglian?! Chaos level vision, who are you?"
No one knows the origin of the Chaos Green Lotus better than Gu Ling, because her white lotus is the thirty-sixth grade merit white lotus.
It is the same chaos-level phenomenon as Chaos Green Lotus.
Her ancient spirit was from the Star Realm, and she was of noble birth, and had tens of millions of years of experience, and her achievements were reasonable. However, the green-clothed woman in front of her had fluttering clothes and an indifferent expression, and the sword spirit was even more murderous.
How could an inferior planet give birth to such a talented and beautiful daughter?
The green light war god blocks the Jiangnan beauty.
The white light soared into the sky, unstoppable, the green light was violent, and the murderous intent was hidden.
"With your cultivation level, don't you plan to give me an explanation for bullying my students like this?"
"Teacher, I, you..."
Yang Feng reached out and pulled Pan Xuan's sleeve, his eyes filled with gratitude.
Especially what Pan Xuan said before: "Who dares to hurt him!"
It even made Yang Feng burst into tears.
And such a beautiful woman protecting each other is not a waste of time for master and disciple.
"Little bastard, why are you dazed? There are two people there. Are you willing to let me, your mentor, fight alone?"
Although Pan Xuan's face was still cold, her tone of voice was as touching as the sister next door.
"Don't worry, instructor, just leave those two to the students."
Yang Feng patted his chest and promised.
Enjoying the envious looks from all directions, Yang Feng wished he could be like this every day.
When everyone heard about the relationship between Pan Xuan and Yang Feng and the affectionate name they called Yang Feng, they became even more jealous.
"Fairy Qingxuan is actually Brother Yang's mentor. This is a blessing that Brother Yang has earned over several lifetimes!"
"Damn it! The moon comes first when you are near the water. If this continues, Fairy Qingxuan, whom I miss day and night, will throw herself into the arms of others."
"Fairy Qingxuan, you are mine. If anyone dares to marry you, I will kill him!"
…
In addition to envy, everyone looked at Yang Feng with a hint of crazy jealousy.
It can be seen from this that Pan Xuan's influence in the world of immortality was not for nothing.
Yang Feng now felt the appeal of a beautiful woman. No wonder the old saying goes: "If you die under peonies, you will be charming even if you are a ghost."
It seems that the ancients are not deceiving me. Looking at the crazy gamblers in front of him, Yang Feng has no doubt that as long as Pan Xuan gives the order, these people will do anything for Pan Xuan.
Fortunately, these people's cultivation levels were blocked, so they could only stare at Yang Fengqian.
"Damn it, the charm of the mentor is probably enough to drown me with just one spittle."
Such a big movement naturally alarmed the owner of the gambling stone shop and the two gamblers.
"Hahaha! Auntie didn't expect you to come here. What's the point of doing this?"
Wang Zhong saluted the ancient spirit respectfully, without any pretense of being a shop owner.
The two big gamblers on the side also looked frightened. Mr. Wang's aunt? What a terrifying existence that must be?
At the moment, he also saluted the ancient spirit, but he didn't know what to say, for fear of offending the other party.
