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Fighting across borders between practitioners is an extremely difficult thing to do.

Even among the cases of cross-border battles that were thousands of years old collected by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, the success rate was pitiful.

Just like the Wuxiang Dao Sect, anyone who can cross the border to fight and defeat a cultivator whose realm is higher than his own is not only a person who has a unique posture of his age in the contemporary era in which he lives.

Although Luo Changfeng was a well-known young genius in Luohe County when he was a child, he didn't know how much there was a gap between him and those who were really famous and famous for a long time.

Even so, he wanted to give it a try.

Even if it was very difficult to fight across the border, even if the opponent was the head of the ten sons of the academy's seventeen mirror platforms, he still had no intention of backing down.

It's not that he's insisting on something, or he's stubborn, he just wants to give it a try.

Let's see if you have the strength to fight across the border.

Only after trying it can he see a glimmer of hope for revenge in the sea of blood.

In that case, he didn't have to wait until his cultivation reached the peak of the Tribulation Realm, maybe he would have the strength to fight Yan Bailou when he was in the Spirit Aperture Realm. Perhaps, when he was in the realm of the primordial gods, he would be able to blade the spirit realm of the White Mansion Divine General.

Although it is said that whether it is Yan Bailou in the Spirit Skill Realm assassinating the peak realm of the Transformation Tribulation, or the Yuan Shen Realm assassinating the Bai Lou Divine General in the Spirit Trick Realm, the difficulty of cross-border battle is far from being comparable to the battle between the Chong Hui Realm and the Miao Dao Realm, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope for success, even if it is as slim as a spark, he still doesn't want to give up and wants to give it a try.

For him, letting the enemy live for one more second is a second of delay for himself.

He had to try in order to alleviate the pain of his own life.

"Maybe you who worship under the door of the Taoist Sect will be a blockbuster in the future, but that will be a matter of the future after all. Even like your senior brother who was silent in the Forgetful River for several years, he has the strength to sweep the seventeen Spiegel Platforms. But as I said, that will be for later. ”

Yan Xi stretched out his hand casually, and a broken bamboo flew into his hand not far away.

He clenched the hand of the broken bamboo and secretly exerted himself, and the branches and leaves of the broken bamboo were instantly shattered, and the broken bamboo became a bamboo stick in his hand.

He walked with a bamboo stick in one hand.

He wore his hair loose, and the clothes of the inner courtyard of the academy were arranged in the wind.

His eyes were full of conceit and mighty fighting intent.

Every time he took a step, there was a momentum under his feet that spread and vibrated in all directions.

This energy swept away the surrounding messy ice and snow and bamboo leaves.

His body was also wrapped in a layer of crystal clear energy, and the snow could not fall on him, and the wind could not penetrate his robe.

At this moment, Yan Xi looks like a young grandmaster.

Even the walkers who were watching the battle not far away looked at it and secretly admired it.

However, in Huang Fuyi's eyes, there were still not many ripples, and there were not many waves.

Huang Fuyi, who had dominated the top of the Xuan List for many years, naturally did not look at the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard of the academy, perhaps he had already seen the Tianque List.

Luo Changfeng is Huang Fuyi's younger brother.

After getting along with his senior brother for a long time, he has also invisibly developed some pride.

For him, Senior Brother has always been his guide on the path of a cultivator, and it is also the goal he pursues.

How can a person who often gets along with the top of the Dixuan list day and night and even occasionally sleeps with him, not be subtly influenced by it and gradually become ...... What about hubris?

In Huang Fuyi's eyes, Yan Xi is not worth mentioning, so in Luo Changfeng's eyes, the other party is not an insurmountable mountain.

However, Luo Changfeng was a little curious.

Seeing that Yan Xi actually picked up a pillar and held it as a stick in his hand, he was really curious: "You can make a stick?"

"Isn't it weird?" Yan Xi said with a smile.

"I just feel that the Dharma character disciples forget their roots and go to the end to practice the Xingzi Door Stick Method, which is a little difficult to accept. Luo Changfeng said.

"The line word door stick method is not necessarily the last method. Yan Xi said.

"All ways are equal, and naturally there is no end to the law. It's just that you can really make the Xingzi door stick?" Luo Changfeng said.

"Will it be or not, won't you know if you give it a try?"

Yan Xi suddenly ran and ran.

He was fast, bringing a gust of wind.

His feet gradually left the snow, and his body gradually took off.

He held a bamboo stick in both hands and waved the afterimage of his debut, and then smashed it towards Luo Changfeng without hesitation.

Luo Changfeng was really a little shocked in his heart.

For a Dharma character disciple, Yan Xi's running speed and the strength mixed in the shadow of the stick were enough to match a disciple of the same realm.

In other words, Yan Xi, who is a protégé of the law character, also cultivates the word doorway!

Only then did Luo Changfeng understand that the opponent he was facing was also an out-and-out master of the line of words who was good at fighting!

It was indeed a bit of a slight enemy before.

There are seventeen mirrors in the inner courtyard, and he jumped from the ninth to the third, and he was indeed a little anxious.

If one by one is challenged, perhaps the strength range of the previous one will be judged according to the strength of the ten sons of the latter Spiegel Platform, so that it will not be blind, let alone see Yan Xi's true combat strength until now.

But he doesn't regret it.

If you choose, you won't regret it.

Moreover, before he entered the Sichuan Character Gate, he was also a disciple of Xingzi.

The practice is the family heirloom dragon lance.

Aside from the disadvantage of the realm, he was not weaker than Yan Xi.

Faced with the oncoming stick, Luo Changfeng did not choose to resist.

He is different from Yan Xi, Yan Xi thinks that since it is a challenge, he will choose to face to face and face the real battle, and he will never retreat or avoid anything unless he has to.

Luo Changfeng has a different view on this.

He doesn't pay attention to the process of fighting, even if it is a trivial method, as long as it can make him win, he will not mind using it.

He focused on the outcome of the battle.

Because no matter what the means, as long as you win, you have a chance to survive.

This may be the difference in mentality between those who think they are strong and those who are weak.

But it is Luo Changfeng, a heavenly person who survived from the ruins and pools of blood, and the unscrupulous consciousness that he should have in order to survive!

Therefore, avoiding its edge is not a big deal for Luo Changfeng.

The bamboo stick fell, and the true gang qi directly shattered the purple bamboo within a radius of several meters.

"Tianxuan. Luo Changfeng drank two words, but his figure dodged.

"I know that I can't resist the three clear qi in my stick, so I chose to dodge the edge, I'll see how long you can dodge!"

Yan Xi swept with a stick.

"Wind House. ”

Luo Changfeng raised his knife to meet him, and two words came out of his mouth again.

Yan Xi only felt that the hand holding the bamboo stick was slightly numb, and then Luo Changfeng's figure appeared in another direction strangely.

Yan Xi pressed hard one by one.

"Shenque. ”

Luo Changfeng raised his knife again to meet the attack.

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