The next day, the battle in the Nascent Soul stage began.
Different from the competition in the Golden Core stage, the competition in the Nascent Soul stage is still very interesting. Each family's moves are different. Whether it's a melee or a wheel battle, there are outstanding characters that make people talk about it.
"Your grandson Junhao performed very well. Only one man defeated three people." Qingfang couldn't help congratulating as she watched Mu Junhao fight three times in the ring before being knocked out of the ring by the fourth person.
"Thank you for your praise." Muchen was also pleased, still smiling and shaking his head, "The elders and the others are all very good. My grandson received more guidance from me, but his combat power is not as good as the elders and the others. Still far from it!”
Although the leader is also in the Nascent Soul stage, given his status, it is impossible to let him play.
The other heads are all infant spirits. It is somewhat inappropriate for my own head to go up to the Nascent Soul Battlefield to be watched.
"Hey, I'm still young, but my future is limitless." Qingfang also knew that she was being modest. Mu Junhao was relatively young among the Yumu Palace's later Nascent Souls, and it was rare to have such combat power.
Of course, she was also happy to see that Yu Mu Palace's combat prowess was good. Otherwise, if the White Lantern Club found a weak person to cooperate, it would not be something worth being happy about.
Suddenly, she fell silent again.
Just because the Qingwu Sword Sect's Nascent Soul Qi came on stage, they were fighting against Bai Zeyuan, and the leader of the Qingwu Sword Sect's Yuanying Qi was an old acquaintance of hers...Jin Feiyu!
Looking at Jin Feiyu, Qingfang almost couldn't hide her murderous intent. Fortunately, she knew that the plan was important now and she couldn't let her feet be revealed carelessly, so she tried her best to keep her eyes closed to calm down. As soon as Naihe closed his eyes, his mind recalled the corpses of White Bird Sword Pavilion disciples that littered the mountains and plains that day.
If some sect buildings hadn't protected many disciples, the White Bird Sword Pavilion might have ended its inheritance that day.
"Excuse me for a moment." Qingfang finally decided to go out and calm down. Once he stayed here for a long time, it would not be good for the Qingwu Sword Sect to detect his murderous intent.
"Fellow Taoist Qingfang, don't be anxious. Just take another look."
Unexpectedly, Muchen on the side suddenly called out to her. She turned her head in confusion and followed Muchen's finger to look into the field. I saw the disciples of Bai Zeyuan and the disciples of the Qingwu Sword Sect fighting madly in the field. What is surprising is that the disciple Bai Zeyuan was actually suppressing the disciples of the Qingwu Sword Sect!
"How is that possible?" Qingfang was surprised. Bai Zeyuan's combat power was definitely at the bottom. Facing a sect like Qingwu Sword Sect, which was at the forefront of combat power, there would be a one-sided battle?
The entire martial arts arena erupted in exclamations. They were obviously very interested in this unexpected battle situation.
The disciple of the Qingwu Sword Sect in the arena felt extremely uncomfortable being suppressed, and he wanted to change his situation. But there are two particularly weird formations in the opponent's hands. One can be deployed instantly, producing elasticity like jelly, repelling his close range and most of his attacks; the other formation is powerful, relying on unmatched power to move forward Step by step to compress your living space.
"Damn it, what on earth does Bai Zeyuan want to do? The ten major sects have never been against each other, but he actually dares to offend me, the Qingwu Sword Sect!"
Jin Feiyu looked at this scene with a gloomy expression.
"You Xun, come on." He looked around and found that only the disciple beside him could handle those two formations.
"Yeah." You Xun nodded, his eyes filled with fighting intent.
As soon as You Xun came on the stage, facing the opponent's powerful formation, he shot through the sky with a sword. Under the tyrannical strength, the opponent's formation was quickly crushed and shattered by the sword's intention.
Facing the protective rebound formation of Bai Zeyuan's disciples, You Xun's sword was like a spiritual snake, and he crazily burrowed inside.
This formation is a bit soft and not strong. Facing You Xun's soft drilling attack, it actually doesn't have much rebound effect. Disciple Bai Zeyuan saw that the opponent was about to break the formation. He was already struggling. He wanted to fight hard again, but he was concerned about the overall situation, so he just shouted, "I surrender."
These few of them had all received special training from the sect master before the assessment, in order to make achievements on the Nascent Soul battlefield. Once you are injured here, there will be no one left to fight in other battles later.
In the middle of Bai Ze Yuanya's time, Xun Ge took out the transmission talisman and gave instructions.
Soon, Le Jingming walked onto the stage.
"Bai Zeyuan seems a little arrogant today." You Xun knew Le Jingming, and they had interacted with each other to some extent, so he chuckled at this time.
"It's just to guarantee a spot."
Le Jingming didn't say much and went straight to the fight. Most of You Xun's sword skills were feminine and cunning. In this regard, Le Jingming's Spirit Ink Formation and other formations could specifically suppress the opponent.
Le Jingming and You Xun fought hard with the formation defense without blind spots and Lingmo's wide range of formations.
"I won't play with you anymore, it's time to end." After a few rounds of the battle, Le Jingming suddenly whispered.
These words made You Xun frown, and he had a vague feeling of bad premonition.
I saw a huge ink python suddenly sprang out from the spiritual ink formation below. This ink python was thick and strong. It swallowed You Xun with one mouth. You Xun was about to struggle in the mouth of the ink python. Unexpectedly, layers of The ink only restrained it, and a black thunder flew out from the belly of the ink python. In shock, he used all his spiritual energy and soul power to slow down the thunder slightly.
Unfortunately, Thunder still showed no sign of weakness and soon hit Youxun. Youxun struggled for a long time and shouted, "Admit defeat."
As soon as he said this, the power of the referee's soul has been covering him, and he immediately took action to save people. Le Jingming did not add insult to injury or take advantage of others' danger, and the ink python dispersed with a wave of his hand.
"So strong!"
"Bai Zeyuan is a little unusual today. He was severely suppressed during the golden elixir stage yesterday. Are you looking for a place today?"
"Probably, otherwise why would they suppress the Qingwu Sword Sect so much? I want to bring the score back a little. It is normal for the Jindan stage to be weak. Xun Ge at the Yingling stage is not necessarily the opponent of Jin Yibo and other sects Yingling. If you want to To recover the score, we can only work harder at the Nascent Soul realm."
"No, for this special sect, there are other standards for Xuntianjian in the future, so there is no need to fight like this. None of the other formation sects can suppress Bai Zeyuan, and their quota is almost certain. Now it's better, If you directly offend the Qingwu Sword Sect, the Qingwu Sword Sect will definitely retaliate, and I won’t be surprised if the two sects start fighting next.”
"Who knows, we can't figure out the thoughts of other sects."
The people talking outside the field had no influence on the battle inside the field.
Watching You Xun coming in defeat, Jin Feiyu patted his shoulders to comfort him. Looking around, he saw that except for a few elders who were still hesitating because of their old age, he had no choice but to play in person. Bai Zeyuan obviously came prepared. If he didn't show up today, it would be hard to say that he was in decline.
"Fengliu, you go."
On the other side, Xun Ge called out his eldest disciple by name.
"Yes." Fengliu nodded, with no fear in his eyes. The master's secret instructions to him these days made him understand the master's determination. Obviously, the master was planning something very important. He even hesitated to offend the Qingwu Sword Sect for this... He had to take a good look at it and satisfy his master.
"metropolitan."
Watching Fengliu take the stage, the great elder whispered from the side, "Is this really true?"
"The Qingwu Sword Sect is unpopular. This is the consensus of the other nine sects." .”
The Great Elder frowned and nodded. He knew how powerful the sect leader was and did not dare to disobey.
On the other side, in the private room of Qingwu Sword Sect.
"As soon as Nalande died, some guys started stirring up trouble." Jin Yibo sneered.
In front of him and next to him, there were several ordinary old men or young people sitting. Especially the person next to him is Shao Mu, the current leader of the Qingwu Sword Sect. If anyone is here, they will be surprised, because the two of them are not sitting in the center. Between them, there are three people calmly watching the competition in the field.
The status of these three people is actually higher than that of the sect leader and the great elder!
The leader of the sect, Shao Mu, continued, "They are just clowns. How could our Qingwu Sword Sect be kicked out of the top ten sects so easily because of our strength? Let's see how many sects have been bribed by them today. How many sects will they follow?" Let’s settle the score with them.”
"At most, we will lose two or three companies in the Nascent Soul stage. We cannot lose too many. With Feiyu here, everyone can rest assured."
Jin Yibo said firmly.
Everyone looked at the field. Jin Feiyu was the grandson of the great elder of Qingwu Sword Sect, and Fengliu was also the proud disciple of Xun Ge, the leader of Bai Zeyuan Sect. The battle between the two sides not only filled up the anticipation, but also made both factions nervous. The Nascent Soul stage of other major sects are quite familiar with these two people, so naturally they pay a lot of attention to them.
"That guy didn't reply to my message for ten days, saying that he was in seclusion and just came out today." In the Danfeng Sect, Xin Guo looked at Feng Liu on the stage with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know what the hell they, Bai Zeyuan, were doing. .
The battle was about to break out, and Jin Feiyu came forward with a sharp sword to cut through the mess.
He knew Fengliu's unique bubble technique. Once the opponent's bubble formation was successfully arranged, he would be at an anxious disadvantage. At that time, he would definitely be blocked by various bubbles, and then lose in a hurry. So in order to prevent this from happening, he must strike first!
In the field of vision, Jin Feiyu flashes and rushes, Feng Liu is indeed calm and calm, he concentrates and calms down, and the formation patterns in his hands begin to condense rapidly.
"It takes time to set up the formation. Look, I'll hit it with one hit!"
Jin Feiyu shouted loudly, and his whole body erupted with unparalleled sword intent, cutting the ground around him wildly, causing cracks. With the blessing of this sword intention, Jin Feiyu's speed became even faster! In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fengliu. At the same time, Fengliu's formation still hadn't been laid out!
"good!"
Jin Yibo laughed out loud. As a grandfather, he was also happy that his grandson had such a long face, especially when he behaved like this in front of several infant spirits from the Sword Soul lineage. Not to mention that Jin Yibo's status would be stable, even Jin Feiyu's grandson would be appreciated. . As long as the Sword Soul lineage sees his abilities and achievements, they will not touch his position as great elder!
He looked excitedly at the venue.
Looking forward to Jin Feiyu's next sword move to kill him.
In the field, Jin Feiyu's sword had successfully penetrated Fengliu's body, and everyone sighed. Fengliu's sword had already pierced him before Fengliu's formation was set up.
"As expected of the grandson of the great elder of the Qingwu Sword Sect, his combat prowess is indeed extraordinary." Someone praised.
"When an array mage is fighting, the formation speed is an absolute flaw. It would be great if he could do it as easily as Daofa. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the array mage is, he needs a certain amount of time to start the formation."
"I do remember that Jiang Yun, the champion of the Formation Inheritance Conference, once arranged a formation that did not need to be activated."
"It's the Blood Dragon, right? I also remember seeing it in the Qingwu Sword Sect during the preliminary round. That formation seemed to have certain limitations, and I haven't seen him use it since. The four formations he used in the finals were all The only thing that takes time to set up the formation is that the person can set up the formation very quickly."
"If he comes up, he will probably have a chance to fight."
In the private room of Yumu Palace, Qingfang frowned and said bluntly, "Bai Zeyuan's guy is really useless."
She was unhappy when she saw Jin Feiyu being in the limelight.
"Huh?" As soon as she finished saying this, she, Li Liu, and Muchen all let out soft eh sounds.
What was unexpected was that the Jin Feiyu Sword in the battlefield actually penetrated Fengliu's body. Unfortunately, Fengliu's body began to fade away the next moment, and finally turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground.
"Water body?"
Everyone in the venue exclaimed, generally there are two types of clone moves. One is that the clone has combat power. The level of these Taoist methods is very high, and all of them are extremely precious or peerless Taoist methods. After all, when displayed, it is equivalent to using more to defeat less in battle. The power and effect are self-evident.
The other is a confusing Taoist technique where the clone does not have much combat power. This technique has an excellent life-saving effect in battle. It can paralyze the enemy and also lay traps.
The water avatar in front of me seems to be like this.
As soon as he found out that what he stabbed was not a Fengliu entity, Jin Feiyu immediately realized that something was wrong, "When did he arrange it?"
Then he immediately opened his position. Since the surprise attack had no effect, he could only try it slowly.
"Now that you're here, don't leave in a hurry." Where Fengliu had just dropped his water body, many bubbles suddenly burst out. The water bubbles surged wildly and entangled Jin Feiyu's sword. At the same time, Fengliu's figure gradually appeared one meter away from the water body.
"What kind of magic is that?" He exclaimed in surprise, because he really didn't feel when Fengliu stepped back one meter and displayed his clone.
"It's not just Taoism, it's also my Tao." Fengliu didn't elaborate too much. A formation in his hands flew out countless bubbles, and the bubbles were completely submerged by Jin Feiyu. In the end, Jin Feiyu, who was trapped in a big bubble, couldn't break it, so he was carried out of the ring by the bubble and fell heavily to the ground.
"Failed?"
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief. Jin Feiyu, who was praising him a second ago, was suddenly trapped by the bubbles and found it difficult to struggle. On the contrary, Fengliu, who had almost thought he was going to be seriously injured, stood on the stage intact, enjoying the fruits of victory.
"this..."
Xin Guo looked at his friend on the stage curiously, wondering how he did it. He had never known that he had such a trick before.
The referee in the distance also shouted in a deep voice at this time.
"This time, Bai Zeyuan wins!"
