Sword power!
The golden elixir stage monk realized the power of the sword.
You know, she, Han Youxi, has been raping the sword for many years, but she has never understood the power of the sword.
The Xia Lianhua in front of her was just a little golden elixir monk.
He actually realized the power of the sword one step ahead of her.
Everyone mistakenly thought that it was Xia Lianhua who realized the power of the sword, but only Xia Lianhua knew it in her heart.
Did she realize that this sword power did not belong to her, but the sword power condensed in the second sword of Longque's Nine Swords?
Heavy sword momentum.
Potential is a very special kind of power.
The power of heaven and earth, everything gathers power!
Sword power.
Even everyone has power.
The second sword brought with it majestic momentum and heavy pressure. Han Youxi's breathing became rapid.
"Her sword power is an epee!"
Han Youxi experienced it personally and understood the sword's power. The sword's power would wrap around the whole body and radiate from the inside out, while Xia Lianhua's sword power originated from the Dragon Fault Sword in her hand.
"Sect Master, why did Lianhua's sword stop?"
"Smash it down. As long as this sword hits it, Han Youxi will be defeated."
"No! Look at Lianhua's face, she must have reached her physical limit."
"Pity."
…
Shen Junze and others who were watching the battle from a distance all saw the clues.
"Gathering up momentum, her sword needs enough time."
Even if the heavy sword is swung, there will be a short period of energy accumulation, not to mention that Xia Lianhua is wielding the Dragon Palace Nine Swords.
This set of heavy swordsmanship is still too weak considering Xia Lianhua's current physical fitness and cultivation level.
"Are you exhausted? I thought you were made of iron?"
Han Youxi saw Xia Lianhua holding the heavy sword Dragon Palace in mid-air and not falling down.
His eyes were full of provocation.
bass!
The Dragon Evil Sword was unsheathed, and Han Youxi slashed Xia Lianhua's neck without hesitation.
Boom boom!
Soon after, the Dragon Fault Sword that was stuck in the air suddenly exerted force.
A sense of immortal power permeated the air.
The silent Longque Sword Spirit leaped into the air, its body covered with scales, like an unsheathed sword, shattering the evil spirit inside the Dragon Evil Sword.
Roar!
A wail came from within Long Xie Sword.
Han Youxi's hand holding the sword loosened.
Her eyes were dull and she let the Dragon Fault Sword hit her chest.
"Not good! Han Youxi is probably dead."
"Junior Sister Lianhua's sword has exceeded the scope of the divine transformation stage."
"Hey! You can only blame Han Youxi himself."
"Zong..."
Shen Junze couldn't make up his mind and was about to ask the person behind him.
It was discovered that Yang Feng was missing.
Ahead, the Dragon Fault Sword was about to hit Han Youxi's chest.
A white palm held the Dragon Fault Sword.
"Lianhua, you have won."
"Master, respect me..."
"Go down and leave the rest to me."
Yang Feng gave Xia Lianhua an affirmative look, and then sealed Long Feng.
Han Youxi squatted on the ground, looking at the Dragon Evil Sword that fell to the ground, and was at a loss.
"A ghost that is not even a dragon soul dares to make such a noise. Why don't you show up soon? When will you wait?"
Yang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, but there was a bright light blooming in his eyes.
Ning Tao and others had doubts in their eyes.
"Haha! The title of the leader of the Immortal Sect is indeed well-deserved, but can you save her? This girl is my body. If I want to come out, I have to kill her!"
Han Youxi made a weird scream from his body.
"Who are you? You're actually hiding in Senior Sister's body!"
"A bunch of little kids, when I was roaming the world of cultivating immortals, you weren't there? Do you deserve to know my name?"
"Evil Dragon, do you think that by hiding in her body, you can sit back and relax?"
Yang Feng was neither impatient nor impatient.
He estimated that Han Youxi's temperament was largely influenced by this dragon soul, but in his impression, there seemed to be no information about such a person.
"Haha! Yang Feng, it's not impossible to save her. Give me your body and I'll let her go."
Another one who lusts after his body. Is he already so popular these days?
All ages?
"Well, you are making me very embarrassed. Who knows what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd? If you destroy my soul..."
"Bullshit! Stop fooling me, your body is immortal and your soul is immortal. I just want you to agree to a few conditions."
This old bastard actually knows so much.
Yang Feng thought he was here to deliver food, but he didn't expect that he even knew his secret.
"What are the conditions? Let's see if it's worth taking the risk."
Yang Feng is not stupid. He lives in his body and has to pay the rent no matter what. If he wants to take this shabby woman, he can pay the rent. He will not do this kind of loss-making business.
"Boy, if it weren't for your unlimited potential, I wouldn't have bothered to choose you. With my dragon's energy nourishing your body, sooner or later you will be reborn, transcending the rules of heaven and earth, and not being bound by the power of the rules. It is impossible!"
Evil Dragon began to draw a pie for Yang Feng, and Yang Feng burst out laughing when he heard this.
Detached?
Beyond the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth?
"Sorry! Is that what you meant?"
Yang Feng built a small world with one hand.
This operation shocked everyone including the evil dragon.
Gulu!
Swallowed.
"The physical body is transcendent, you... who are you? I have searched through Daxia's five thousand years of immortal cultivation history, but there is no trace of you. Could it be that you are from the upper realm?"
oh?
Hearing the word Shangyu, Yang Feng rolled his eyes and became interested. The man in front of him knew about Shangyu, and he might also be here for the great world.
"Evil Dragon, no matter where you came from, if you want to live, just leave her body obediently, otherwise..."
"Sect Master Yang is serious. I am attracted by this girl's talent and have accepted her as a disciple. It's just that her character is a little unruly and unsociable, which is why this scene happened."
After Xielong learned that Yang Feng's body was transcendent, his tone couldn't help but be more respectful.
"The Great War is coming soon. How is the outside world doing now? Is Netherworld Cliff open?"
Yang Feng asked the doubts in his heart.
Netherworld Cliff, when he heard these three words, Evil Dragon's heart trembled, as if he heard something strange that frightened him.
"In that ghost place, it is said that a big man will be born, fight for the fortune of this life, and then ascend."
It's interesting. Being able to scare the evil dragon into such a bear-like state, I think the other party is not a simple character.
Thinking like this, Yang Feng suddenly appeared in front of the evil dragon and strangled the evil dragon's neck.
"Accept her as your disciple? Did you get my consent? Possess me as a disciple of the Immortal Sect at will. How many lives do you, a broken dragon, have to live? And what kind of enemy is behind you that makes you need to be so careful? Not only do you want to hide in our Fengxian Sect, but you even have to hide in the body of a disciple."
Yang Feng is no longer the lengtouqing he used to be. This evil dragon must have been hiding for a short time and was not discovered by the enemy behind him.
Otherwise, the Fengxian Sect might have been destroyed.
Faced with Yang Feng's questioning, Evil Dragon was frightened. The monk in green shirt in front of him was so wise that he was almost a demon. He could not help but marvel at his keen observation ability.
He obviously didn't say anything, but the result! Yang Feng made a rough guess.
Such a mind is too terrifying.
If you can't get rid of it, then it's best not to make an enemy of it.
Otherwise, I don’t know how he died.
"Sect Master Yang, calm down. With Sect Master Yang's wisdom, my enemies did not come to visit me. In addition, the Sect Master promised to let me hide in this woman's body. When I escape this disaster, Xiaolong is willing to agree. As long as the three conditions are within Xiaolong's ability, Xiaolong will never refuse."
Hearing this, Yang Feng held the evil dragon's neck and loosened it a little, but still had no intention of letting go.
He was deep in thought, and then his eyes caught a glimpse of the Qiankun bag around his waist, and he thought of the sleeping Purple Dragon Beast.
Maybe keeping this dragon soul will have some effect.
"Okay, but this sect leader has said something ugly ahead of time. If you dare to have other thoughts, even if you risk killing Han Youxi, this sect will wipe you out without hesitation."
Yang Feng was giving the evil dragon a warning.
"Hehe! Don't worry! Uh, should you let go of your hands now, right?"
But soon the evil dragon returned the body to Han Youxi.
"Damn stupid dragon!"
"Zong, sect master..."
"It's none of your business, let's go."
Now that the evil dragon has been frightened, there is no need to stay here any longer.
"Sect Master, Yuxi lost this challenge, and Yuxi is willing to be punished."
"Oh! You quite keep your promise, so come with us to the Weapon Refining Pavilion and get something!"
When he heard that he was going to the Weapon Refining Pavilion, Shen Junze was the most excited. He had been waiting for this moment for three days.
A top-notch magic weapon!
Previously, the Dragon Fault Sword in Xia Lianhua's hand showed great power. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was extremely eager in his heart.
The battle between Xia Lianhua and Han Youxi came to an end, which allowed him to establish a new understanding of weapons. It turns out that when the weapon level reaches a certain level, it can really become a key factor in victory.
Therefore, he had more expectations for what Yang Feng said before.
At that time, Yang Feng asked Zheng Shuai, the fifth-grade weapon refining master, to refine a quasi-saint-grade Fangtian Halberd for him.
Just thinking about it makes his heart itch.
On the way to the Weapon Refining Pavilion, he remained silent, hiding his emotions in his heart.
"You kid, you really have never seen the world. If it weren't for the euphorbia in my hand, which is so weird, I could really give it to you."
Shen Junze was lucky enough to see the spurge in Yang Feng's mouth once. That thing?
Is it a halberd?
So broken!
If it weren't for the terrifying power it exuded, no one would compare that thing to a halberd.
"Well, Sect Master, I still think my Fang Tianji is more convenient."
Shen Junze felt ashamed. If Yang Feng gave him the broken halberd, he would probably be embarrassed to use it.
If Yang Feng knew Shen Junze's inner thoughts, Yang Feng would definitely strangle Shen Junze to death.
You ignorant thing, get out of here.
"No eyesight."
Boom boom!
Above the sky, where the sky was originally clear, there was sudden thunder.
And listening to the sound, it seems to be coming from the Weapon Refining Pavilion.
"It seems that they don't know how good they are unless they are forced."
"Sect Master, is there an invasion from a foreign enemy? There was thunder just now."
"Yes! Master, we want to join the war!"
…
Bang bang bang!
"Ouch! Why are you knocking us, Sect Leader?"
"I don't have any eyesight at all."
Some people died, but not completely...
