The fact that Su Yunfei killed two great monks of the Divine Mirror was spread by word of mouth, and it was quickly known to the geniuses from various sects who did not join the battlefield of Lingxiao Sect.
These geniuses repeatedly watched the scene of Su Yunfei killing the enemy on the shadow stone, and the more they watched, the more frightened they became. Su Yunfei's attack was too fast, so fast that even if the picture was adjusted to the slowest speed, only afterimages could be seen.
While they felt that Su Yunfei's strength was terrifying, a fierce fighting spirit surged deep in their hearts. Only strong opponents could temper themselves.
So the top geniuses from each sect came out of seclusion at almost the same time and rushed to the Lingxiao Sect battlefield, hoping to compete with Su Yunfei. If they could defeat the opponent, it would be a great opportunity to become famous.
Although Su Yunfei's recent achievements are too shocking, such as four people fighting 8,000 people, killing ten top geniuses with a seriously injured body, teaming up with Ye Qingcheng to challenge the powerful Yuan Tian, and the public battle platform to kill the god Jing. .
Every record here can be boasted for a while, but they still don't think that Su Yunfei can keep pace with Yi Shuihan, Yuan Tian, Ban Xian and others.
In their minds, these people are a mountain that is difficult to overcome, opponents that they need to spend their entire lives chasing or even looking up to.
In their view, Su Yunfei was just a powerful opponent, but he was not that unattainable.
If these words fall into Su Yunfei's ears, he will definitely get furious and say: "I even beat Yuan Tian!" Hundreds of top geniuses from various sects are looking for Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng on the battlefield with a radius of thousands of miles. As a result, before these two people were found, they started fighting.
Geniuses are all proud, so when they meet each other, they want to compete with each other, and even want to fight to the death with hot tempers.
Every time Su Yunfei and the four of them went to a place these days, the monks in that place immediately fled upon hearing the news, as if they had seen the god of plague. This made the four of them very depressed and speechless. They just wanted to kill some monks from hostile sects and then loot them. Their efforts to accept the precepts have yielded nothing these days, and they even gave away a lot of spiritual stones and elixirs to the injured Shushan Sword Tomb disciples and Lingyue Palace disciples.
On this day, the four-person chair was sitting next to a big tree. Su Yunfei held Xiao Yunxi's hand and said depressedly: "Why don't we change our faces? Otherwise, they will treat us like plague gods and run away when they see us. For many days No spiritual stones have been recorded in the account, and even the sugar cane has been eaten." The other three nodded in agreement.
"Then let's disguise ourselves. It's best to meet some top geniuses. Not only can they sharpen their swordsmanship, but they can also grab some Najies. After all, the Najies of top geniuses are definitely rich." Just do what you say, and the four of them soon became easy-going. The appearance has improved, and the appearance has changed slightly. Unless they get along day and night, it is difficult to tell that it is them at a glance.
The effect was obvious, and the four men quickly robbed hundreds of disciples of the Tianshan Sect. I learned from the looted disciples of the Tianshan Sect that a group of geniuses from various sects had set up an arena in a valley three thousand miles away.
It turns out that these sect's top geniuses have recently been searching for Su Yunfei and the others to no avail. In order to attract Su Yunfei and the others, these geniuses set up an arena, which not only attracted Su Yunfei and the others but also allowed them to compete with each other.
After learning the news, the four of them looked at each other and saw excitement in each other's eyes.
"Haha... let's go, little junior brother, let's go collect the ring!"
"Come on! You really can't find anything even if you break through the iron shoes!". . . The four of them soon arrived in the valley and saw many familiar figures, including Yu Wenyue from White Deer Academy, Yue Gucheng from Langyue Mountain, Hanshuangxue from Huayue Gate, Shangguan Xiong from Xuantian Sect, and Dongfang Man from Shushan Sword Tomb. , Yang Feng et al.
Of course, there are so few such occasions like Xiaoyaoning from the Nanhai Sword Sect. There were countless monks watching around.
The four people entered the crowd without causing any disturbance, because they disguised themselves as ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary. Even Xiao Yunxi, Ye Qingcheng and Yueyao, who were originally beautiful, looked like ordinary beauties at this moment.
On the ring, a man with a terrifying cultivation level and an arrogant expression looked around at everyone present. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at the world and pointed out the world, and said to everyone: "I am the direct disciple of the Snow Lotus Sect's head, He Ziming. , Realm King Mirror, I now challenge you all, I can allow two people to challenge me at the same time." As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly commented,
"This is He Ziming. It is said that he fought against Yuan Tian and lasted half a stick of incense under Yuan Tian. This shows how terrifying this person is."
"I heard that he was born to cause strange phenomena in the world. The earth was freezing on the day he was born. The head of the Snow Lotus Sect learned about it and took him directly to the sect and accepted him as a closed disciple."
"Then do you think he can beat Su Yunfei?"
"It's hard to say, maybe it's between brothers." These words reached the ears of Su Yunfei and others, and they immediately looked at He Ziming on the stage curiously.
"This guy is so crazy. It turns out he has real skills. I'm starting to get a little interested. Senior Sister Ye, why don't I go up and compare notes."
"Junior brother, I think you want to bully others and then collect the ring, right?"
"Uh... As expected, I can't hide anything from my senior sister, but I think this opportunity should be given to Yun Xi. She needs to practice."
"Me, okay, I haven't competed with top geniuses for a long time." Just as the monks in the audience were talking about it, and just when Xiao Yunxi was about to take the stage, someone had already jumped onto the stage.
"I am Qin Ming of the Luoshui Sect, a direct disciple of the elder of the main peak, and I am here to challenge Fellow Daoist He." Qin Ming said with clasped fists.
He Ziming still clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at Qin Ming lightly, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.
"Take action!" Qin Ming looked slightly angry, snorted coldly, and took out his magic weapon. His magic weapon was a three-tailed flag. He silently recited the mantra and waved the three-tailed flag at He Ziming.
Suddenly the wind howled, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a cold air instantly filled the entire place, making people feel like they were in the underworld.
"I know this Qin Ming. He is a genius of Luoshui Sect, and he is a ghost cultivator. It is said that he can control thousands of ghosts and kill enemies. Wherever he goes, all ghosts obey his orders."
"I have also heard of this person. He is extremely low-key and has only made a few attacks, so his reputation is not obvious. The three-tailed flag in his hand is also a top-quality magic weapon."
"Then do you think Su Yunfei could beat him?"
"It's hard to say, between brothers!" . . Su Yunfei was speechless. Why did he keep comparing him with him?
Ye Qingcheng, Xiao Yunxi and Yueyao shook their heads and smiled. While a group of onlookers and monks were discussing, Qin Ming's three-tailed flag emitted the shrill screams of fierce ghosts. The scalps of those who heard it were numb, and Yueyao was so frightened that she hid in Ye Qingcheng's arms.
She actually. . Afraid of ghosts. After Qin Ming flicked the three-tail flag three times, a three-headed and ferocious ghost appeared on the stage, exuding a spooky and terrifying aura.
The three fierce ghosts bared their teeth and claws and charged at He Ziming. From the beginning to the end, He Ziming didn't even look at the ghost. When the ghost was about ten feet away from him, He Ziming raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The palm print suddenly grew to one foot in length.
He directly grabbed Li Gui into the palm of his hand, and then squeezed it hard. Li Gui let out a terrifying scream and exploded.
This blow shocked everyone. The aura of the ghost just now was too terrifying, but He Ziming was able to kill the ghost with just one blow.
The monks who originally thought He Ziming was arrogant had to admit that he was indeed arrogant. Even Yu Wenyue, Dongfang Nan and others looked at He Ziming with a hint of surprise.
After the Li Gui was defeated, Qin Ming was not shocked, but continued to dance the three-tailed flag. As he continued to dance, the cold air in this place became stronger and stronger, and even the sky began to become dense with dark clouds, and the area around the arena became even more diffuse. With bursts of dim light.
Suddenly, five hundred warriors riding war horses appeared in the distance. Each warrior exuded violent murderous intent and evil spirit. Each warrior held a long knife condensed from the spirit of the netherworld. The long sword exudes a terrifying aura of violence, making people feel trembling at first glance. The war horse seems to be condensed from the aura of the netherworld, and the eyes of the war horse emit a faint light.
Each of the five hundred cavalrymen smelled like the fierce ghost just now.
"Kill!" Qin Ming waved the three-tailed flag and shouted. Suddenly, the dark wind howled, and five hundred cavalrymen passed by like dark soldiers. People around them retreated, fearing that their souls would be corroded by the ghostly air if they were not careful.
Facing the five hundred cavalry, He Ziming's expression changed a little, his hands were no longer behind his back, and he began to face the enemy seriously.
I saw him, silently reciting the mantra in his mouth, performing complex starting movements with his hands, and then clapping his hands together, and immediately a huge hair form thirty feet high appeared behind him.
Then He Ziming raised his hand and slapped the five hundred cavalrymen who were running at great speed with long swords in their hands. Fa Xiang followed He Ziming's movements in synchronization, and his huge palm blocked the sky and the sun, and slapped the cavalrymen.
At this moment, Qin Ming waved the three-tailed flag, and the five hundred cavalry suddenly stopped advancing, and then they all raised their swords and slashed at Fa Xiang.
The sword struck by the five hundred cavalrymen condensed into a ten-foot long sword shadow in the air, slashing towards the hair phase. The shadow of the long sword carried a terrifying sinister aura, making the monks watching the battle feel the power of the sword. From the coldness of the soul.
Facing the terrifying shadow of the long sword, He Ziming controlled his hair. He closed his hands against the shadow of the long sword. With a bang, the shadow exploded and his hair became much darker. Then, before Qin Ming could make any move, , He Ziming slapped the five hundred cavalry hard at the same time as Fa. With a bang, the five hundred cavalry exploded, and He Ziming's hair also exploded.
Qin Ming took a few steps back, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Although He Ziming did not retreat, his face was pale, and he obviously spent too much energy to resist the blow just now.
At this moment, Qin Ming's face was as gloomy as water, and the three-tailed flag floated into the air.
"Let me show you what hell is!"
