On the martial arts field
The atmosphere gradually became tense!
The surrounding protective formations were activated, blocking out all the hustle and bustle.
Wei Han and Xuanyuan Ling looked at each other from a distance of hundreds of feet. One was expressionless and calm, while the other was excited and belligerent. Their invisible auras were clashing and testing each other.
"Junior Brother Wei, you are unlucky to meet me!" Xuanyuan Ling twisted his neck and sneered slightly madly: "If it weren't for the grievances between you and me, I really couldn't bear to ruin a genius like you. Where is the Taoist heart?"
"hehe!"
Wei Han smiled and said nothing.
In fact, why isn't he like this?
If it weren't for the thousand-year tradition of the two peaks, he really wouldn't want to fight in a high-profile way in front of everyone, nor would he destroy a stranger's Taoist heart. After all, he and Xuanyuan Ling had no enmity.
As for now, it’s just a matter of time before it’s released!
But I can only feel sorry for this poor unlucky guy!
"Fellow Taoists, listen to the sound of the sword!"
Xuanyuan Ling deliberately acted cool and drew his sword out of its sheath as if he were a fool.
"Buzz!"
The long sword he had been holding in his hand finally revealed its true form in Mount Lu. It was as crystal clear as ice, surrounded by runes and rhymes, and exuded a terrifying icy aura that swept in all directions.
A sword cry seemed to freeze the whole world.
Outside the martial arts arena, many disciples below the Golden Core level were in shock and inexplicable, because their souls were almost frozen, and their thinking was stagnant for a long time.
"Is this the Frozen Phoenix Sword?"
"Good fellow, Master Yu actually gave this sword to him?"
"Could it be the Fengming Sword that is almost ready to be upgraded to a spiritual treasure?"
Everyone took a breath and looked at the sword with a hint of eagerness.
This is a magic weapon that is ready to be advanced to a spiritual treasure. It is rumored that its refining materials are extremely precious and its growth limit is very high. It is more valuable than many high-level spiritual treasures.
Yu Fenglei's handing over this sword to Xuanyuan Lingyun naturally seemed like a waste of natural resources!
However, this sword matched him very well. One person and one sword stood proudly in the field. The terrifying ice aura began to spread around, and the crackling sound of ice began to resound throughout the entire field.
In an instant!
The martial arts arena with a radius of thousands of feet is covered by thick ice. If it were not blocked by formations around it, I am afraid that the entire Zixiao Holy Land would be submerged in ice and snow.
"I only use three swords!"
Xuanyuan Ling sneered confidently, and his aura suddenly surged!
"Boom boom boom!"
The spiritual energy in his body roared and roared, as if a thousand-year-old iceberg was exploding. The next moment, the majestic spiritual energy was frantically injected into the Frozen Phoenix Sword.
Not only did it shine brightly, but a shadow of an ice phoenix suddenly appeared behind him, lingering with an astonishing freezing aura that began to spread in all directions.
"cut!"
Xuanyuan Ling laughed wildly and slashed down with his sword in both hands.
A hundred-foot-long ice blade emerged out of thin air, and with the blessing of his sword intention, it seemed as if even the void was freezing. The next moment, it slashed towards Wei Han's head with terrifying power.
"hiss!"
Many of the disciples watching the battle were shocked by this sword.
"What a terrifying power. A swordsman is indeed a swordsman. He can be so sharp with just one move!"
"No wonder swordsmanship is as simple as drinking water and eating. I'm afraid this swordsmanship cultivator was killed before he even reacted. What magic weapon can stop him?"
Everyone’s thoughts are flowing!
The sword that shattered the sky and earth had already struck Wei Han's head.
He chuckled slowly, raised his hand and punched out.
"Boom!"
An illusory scene of three blazing suns burning the starry sky erupted behind Wei Han. The terrifying heat was like the sun coming into the world, sweeping across all directions crazily.
The layers of ice in the martial arts arena are melting!
In an instant, the surroundings became foggy.
And the punch Wei Han made was made of flames, which contained powerful fire and sword intent. All kinds of exploding, eroding, and burning auras crushed it like the earth was shattering, blasting away the 100-foot-long ice blade on the spot. Became crumbs.
"Hiss! Heaven-level fire-attribute skills, Emperor-level middle-level Great Sun Golden Crow Body?"
"Him? He actually condensed his sword intention into the fist wind?"
The high-ranking monks around were in an uproar.
Even Xu Suwan and Jiang Yuan looked confused. They obviously didn't expect that Wei Han's random trump cards would be so thrilling.
"Does your apprentice have an emperor-level physique? Or does he have a Sun-Golden Crow body?" Jiang Yuan looked regretful and exclaimed in disbelief: "It's his grandma's, why has this kid never said anything about it?"
"I don't know either!" Xu Suwan was even more confused.
Wei Han's physique is hidden very deep. After practicing the illusory and phantom magical power, his aura is even more hidden in the void. It is difficult to see through even the divine realm without deliberately breaking out.
Who would have thought that this guy would be so silent and have so many trump cards.
Moreover, his sword intention can be integrated into the fist style. The use of this level is simply superb. Is he hiding it too deeply?
"Junior sister, why don't you give him to me?" Jiang Yuan said regretfully: "If I had known, I would have accepted this boy as my disciple!"
"No, it's better to give him to me at Wuliang Peak!"
At this time, a middle-aged bearded man covered in fire robes and with red beard and hair suddenly appeared in the void. His excited eyes were staring at Wei Han below, with a trace of desire in his eyes.
"Damn it, this kid's control over fire is so exquisite!"
"Which technique is he practicing? There is a vision of the blazing sun burning up the starry sky?"
"Hahaha, he also implanted Jianmu roots to act as spiritual roots. The wood strengthens the fire. It's wonderful, wonderful!"
The middle-aged man became more and more excited as he talked.
Jiang Yuan and Xu Suwan were confused again. They didn't know that Wei Han had Jianmu roots implanted in his body to act as spiritual roots. This guy was definitely blessed.
The middle-aged man in front of me is named Li Fentian!
This person is highly skilled in the sky, good at fire magic, has a weird and domineering temper, and is also a famous person in Zixiao Holy Land. He once gained the nickname of Fire Demon Heavenly Lord in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars.
The Wuliang Peak where he is located is the most special existence among the 365 peaks of Zixiao Holy Land.
Wuliang Peak rarely accepts disciples, and each generation of disciples is sparsely populated, and there are even fewer direct disciples. However, each generation of disciples is the top fire magic genius.
This is a peak that few people can underestimate!
In this generation, there is only one Li Fentian in Wuliang Peak. He has many inner and outer sects and handyman disciples who can be driven, but there is no real direct disciple. With the peak veins withered and lonely, he can only rely on himself. He just propped up the lintel, and anyone who saw him had to respectfully call him Fire Demon Master!
Who would have thought that a dispute between juniors would even lead to this madman.
While the whole place was in an uproar, Xu Suwan and Jiang Yuan could not help but feel a headache secretly.
"Senior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for so many years and you are still so hot-tempered." Xu Suwan smiled hoarsely, waved her hands and said, "Today is just a competition between juniors. Senior brother, please come down and watch the battle."
(End of chapter)
