At the temple, the showdown is about to begin!
In this short period of one and a half years, Yang Feng had basically contacted the students at their Zhuxian University.
And those people naturally put down their arrogance and followed Yang Fengma's lead.
There is no way, Yang Feng's cultivation speed is too unbelievable, and at the same time, his combat power is also extremely evil.
In the fifth realm, the Condensing Yin realm, the first level of heaven and earth cultivation, a sneak attack seriously injured a strong man in the first level of heaven and earth in the divine way. Although it was a sneak attack, it would have been someone else who was in the same realm as him.
Not to mention serious damage, whether it can succeed in a sneak attack is another matter.
Above the temple, the first places to start the palace battlefield are naturally the Holy King's Palace and Danyang Shrine.
After accepting the talents such as Jun Jianchen and Jun Linglong, the Holy King's Palace's overall strength has been greatly improved.
And Danyang Shrine, the first direct disciple, also withdrew from Danyang Shrine.
Joining the Holy King's Palace, Danyang Shrine and the Holy King's Palace duel, both sides send out the best disciples from each level.
Holy Son vs Danzi.
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Facing the Holy Son of the Holy King Palace who possesses the qualifications of a Saint, the Danzi of Danyang Shrine do not even have the courage to fight with him.
This made the people in the four halls below sigh.
"Hey! This Holy King's Palace has absorbed disciples from various forces, and its overall strength has been greatly improved. What can our people do to fight against it?"
Yang Sheng's previous methods were noticed by many powerful people.
However, except for Yang Sheng who did not start a fight, others did not have such a deterrent.
"Jun Jianchen, come here and fight!"
The newly appointed disciple of Danyang Shrine directly chose Jun Jianchen. He had witnessed with his own eyes the scene where Jun Jianchen was defeated by Jun Qianye not long ago.
This persimmon is naturally picky and soft.
When Jian Yi heard the other party's shouting, he raised his brows, put his peach wood sword on his back, and looked towards the source of the shouting.
The man wore a red robe, his body was decorated with flames, and his face showed a trace of unconcealed arrogance. I didn't feel angry when I thought that this man was treating him like a weakling.
With a lunge, his body appeared in front of the opponent.
"I am Jun Jianchen, who are you?"
"Listen up, Sikong Nan, you are the one who defeated you!"
After speaking, a ball of flames rose up from Sikong Nan's hand, and with terrifyingly high-temperature profound energy, he lowered it towards the sword.
The mahogany sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, and an immortal sword power burst out, with a god protecting him behind him.
boom!
The flame transformed by Xuan Li was split open by Jianyi with one hand. Seeing this scene, Sikong Nan's heart sank, and a solemn look appeared on his face.
It had been seen before that Jun Jianchen couldn't even block Jun Qianye's sword. He estimated that Jun Jianchen's cultivation level was on the same level as his.
With such thoughts, he dared to yell at Jun Jianchen, but now he faintly sensed that something was wrong.
"It's not enough, take my move."
"One sword leaves no trace!"
With the fifth realm's profound energy superimposed, Jian Yi's combat power once again climbed to a terrifying level.
Now!
call out!
With a burst of air, the peach wood sword in Jianyi's hand was slashed down.
Sikong Nan had no time to dodge, and his body was already knocked back by the sword energy.
And Jun Jianchen's mahogany sword was pointed at the center of his eyebrows. If it came even one inch closer, he would be dead.
"Jun, Jun Jianchen, your swordsmanship..."
Then he passed out.
He sheathed his sword and stood up.
"Swordsmanship, this boy's understanding of swordsmanship is simply at its peak."
"When did such an incredible person appear in this Holy King's Palace?"
"Jun Jianchen? It's interesting."
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The people sitting on the elders' seats of the three major sects looked at the black-clothed figure on the temple, their eyes unconsciously showing admiration.
Jianyi, on the other hand, once again set his sights on the temple and other direct disciples of Danyang Shrine.
"Senior Brother Sikong Nan, he was defeated like this? It's unbelievable? Jun Jianchen's swordsmanship is so terrifying."
"Tch! Don't stay here for a long time. You can build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige. Let's see how I destroy him."
Another direct disciple wanted to challenge Jun Jianchen, but in front of Jun Jianchen, a woman dressed in white appeared at some point.
"Xiao Jianyi, I will protect you."
Chu Linglong, she heard Yang Feng and others call Jian Yi this way on weekdays, and she felt it was novel, so she called him this way.
"Linglong, can you give me a chance to show off?"
It was not easy for someone to challenge him, but before he could even stretch his muscles, Chu Linglong came to snatch him.
"Well, no."
And the direct disciple of Danyang Shrine met Chu Linglong.
"Jun Moran, you'd better step aside, I..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Linglong's sword was already stabbing him.
It's the same sword, clean and sharp.
Chu Linglong's swordsmanship talent is not as good as Jianyi's, but that doesn't mean that her swordsmanship is not good.
They, all the disciples from Zhuxian University, can be said to be standing at a very high starting point, the original owners of the bodies that carry their souls, and their talents are not bad.
After they moved into this body, all aspects were improved, and their understanding, talent, and combat power naturally far surpassed that of the original owner.
Therefore, their current combat power and cultivation are a bit unbelievable.
"Another sword strike. How could so many geniuses appear in this palace battle?"
An elder of the Dao Sect in the Troubled Times had a confused look on his face.
The previous Jun Jianchen had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship shown by Jun Linglong just now was equally proficient.
This has never happened in the previous sessions, or even in the previous ten sessions.
"Weird, really weird, and have you noticed that these evil geniuses all come from the Holy King's Palace?"
"Yes! I have also discovered this. It stands to reason that since the Holy King's Palace fell from the top to the bottom ten years ago,
He should have been squeezed out by other major shrines, so how could he recruit such a group of proud people? "
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A Yang Sage, they just heard about it, the qualifications of a saint? These people from the shrine are probably exaggerating. Let alone this lower level of mystical realm, even the high level of mystical realm where their three major sects are located,
At present, there are only a few people who have the qualifications of a saint. As for those who have understood a hint of the way of heaven and earth at the age of twenty-seven or eight, there is no one.
The Tianxuan world is no longer suitable for immortality.
They have long given up any hope of understanding the way of heaven and earth.
In the temple, Jianyi looked at the heroic Chu Linglong with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Chu Linglong's swordsmanship seemed to have also improved a lot.
"Why do you, Xiao Jianyi, allow you to be a swordsman monster, but don't allow me, sister, to have excellent swordsmanship?"
Chu Linglong stretched out her jade hand and lightly scratched Jianyi's straight nose twice, revealing a smile and teasingly.
Jianyi's face turned red when Chu Linglong teased him like this, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
"Linglong, I'm not young, call me Jianyi from now on, otherwise..."
"Okay, Xiaojian, that's alright. You're such an adult, why don't you just flirt with me?"
It has to be said that although Chu Linglong looks cold on the outside, she has a fiery heart.
She is even more domineering. In her mind, why should a man flirt with a woman? She insists on doing the opposite, not to mention that in her opinion, Jian Yi is very suitable for her.
This scene fell into the eyes of other male monks around the temple, full of envy. Do they also want to be seduced by such a beauty?
However, this is a world where looks are what matters. If you want to be flirted with, you must at least be as handsome as jade, and then you can win the favor of the goddess.
"Tch! Don't look at it. Just pray that you will find a good family and be more handsome in your next life. If you don't have any good looks these days, your life will be worse than a dog."
Unexpectedly, someone secretly complained.
In the center of the temple, Yang Feng stood, and no one dared to provoke him.
As for Gu Qianqian, who represented the Yumo Shrine, she had not yet appeared on the stage, and the battle in the shrine was over soon.
The one with the highest performance ranking is naturally the Holy Palace where Yang Feng is located.
Next came the duel between Yumo Shrine and Sword Soul Shrine. At this time, the three elders at the elders' table showed strange expressions on their faces after seeing the master of Sword Soul Shrine. color.
Jun Qianye, at this time, Jun Qianye felt an unprecedented madness in his heart, but he did not dare to vent it.
Yang Dingtian and Yang Sheng's methods shocked him.
Noticing the glances directed at him at the elders' table, he could only pretend to be calm.
Because damn Yang Sheng actually secretly held his wife hostage and forced him to bow his head. For the sake of his wife and the unborn child in his wife's belly, he could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden.
As for the only son who died, hey! As long as you're in good health, that's all!
Futile, extremely frivolous profound strength, he had been almost crippled by Yang Dingtian's cultivation earlier.
Now I can only bite the bullet, swallow a few pills, and do superficial work.
Of course, all this was arranged by Yang Dingtian and his son. As a man, Jun Qianye felt more aggrieved than ever before.
"What's going on? Jun Qianye's cultivation is actually so frivolous, and the profound energy in his body is so solid that he is probably not as good as a sixth-level monk."
"It seems that Jun Qianye has been tricked by someone. With such a level of cultivation, it seems that the leader of the Shrine War will change hands this time."
"Who says it's not the case, but now I have become interested in the Holy Son of the Holy King's Palace."
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The elder of the Dengxian Ancient Sect shifted his gaze to the figure in white in the center of the temple.
"Palace Master, has his cultivation level returned?"
"That's not right! The profound energy in the palace master's body is extremely illusory. It's the fault of the people from the Holy King's Palace."
"Oh! God is really going to destroy my Sword Soul Palace!"
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In the Sword Soul Palace, the elder-level experts here shook their heads and sighed.
"Who is Mo Jiyue, come out and fight!"
Sword Soul Palace, the new sword master, Jun Yao!
He was originally just a true disciple, but he was forced to step down to this position.
Now in front of the elders of the three major sects, he naturally cannot fall into the limelight of his Sword Soul Palace.
Mo Jiyue, the goddess of Yumo Shrine.
"Ha! Did you do your best to show off your power to the head of Yumo God Palace?"
Mo Jiyue, holding a starlight sword in her hand, clearly showed her first-level cultivation in the fifth realm of Ningyin.
"Fifth level cultivation?!"
"She, she..."
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Mo Jiyue looks too young, not yet thirty years old, in the fifth realm! Most people may not be able to achieve this state even if they are fifty years old.
"The cultivation level of the fifth realm?!"
Jun Yao couldn't help but tremble in his heart. How many lifetimes of sin has he done?
Some people died, but not completely...
