Chapter 120: Rivaling the True Yuan Nine Qi

"That's right, it's me!"

That gray light came rapidly from a distance, flickered in front of Ning Bufan, and turned into an old man's figure with a whoosh, and it was none other than Hong Lao.

"You're willing to show up, you old thing?"

The surprise on the faces of the three elders flashed away, and then turned into a thick murderous aura, at that time, Elder Hong also said a lot of things for Ning Feng in front of the old patriarch, so that the latter ascended to the throne of the patriarch of the Ning clan as a child of the clan.

In his heart, he has never forgotten this incident.

"The old man only regrets that he didn't see the true face of you villain clearly, and let you do evil for so many years, I'm afraid that many things about the Ning clan over the years have been revealed by you to the Qi clan. Hong Lao said coldly.

"It's your old fool, no wonder others. The three elders laughed.

Ning Bufan saw his arrogant appearance, he was furious in his heart, and forcibly used his luck to suppress the tumbling qi and blood in his body, and was about to rush forward, but as soon as he took a step forward, he was stopped by Hong Lao.

"Then the old man will clean the door for the Ning clan today. ”

The old man's gray clothes kept swelling, and he didn't see any movement under his feet, but he had already fluttered out, and in an instant, the sleeves of his shirt swept into the sky above everyone like a huge dark cloud.

Immediately, a pair of big hands slammed down from the clouds and mist, wrapped in the power of the sky collapsing, and rumbled towards the three elders.

The Third Elder was shocked, obviously he didn't expect that Elder Hong's cultivation had reached this point, he hurriedly turned over and jumped back, and sent out a palm, and the majestic aura turned into a condensed fluctuation, impacting the past.

In an instant, the attacks of the two collided together, turning into two waves of qi that continued to fight, inspiring a sharp wind in the air, and everything enveloped was instantly shattered, and countless large trees were uprooted and turned into sawdust in the sky.

Hong Lao's face was flat, his feet stepped on, his sleeves danced upward, and he suddenly sucked the dark clouds over, and then hissed, turning into a goshawk hundreds of feet big, tearing the space with his claws, emitting a dazzling cold light.

"Old thing, don't deceive people too much. ”

The third elder screamed angrily, his black robe was torn apart violently, and the aura around his body surged out, and the pale white light stuck to his skin, surrounding his whole body like flowing water, and the terrifying aura of cultivation permeated a hundred zhang away.

He put his hands together, and the place where his palms fit seemed to form an extremely strong vortex, swallowing all the aura in his body, and then his hands suddenly unfolded, forming an extremely sharp sword.

At the place of the blade, the fierce aura directly tore the air apart, and with a slight movement, a ravine several feet deep appeared on the ground.

"Mad Blade!"

The third elder smiled maniacally, he grabbed the illusory blade with both hands, and shot out into the sky, directly above his head, and slashed towards the goshawk with an incredibly violent attitude.

Before he got close, a small hill dozens of feet away had cracked open, turning into countless cracked stones scattered and cracked.

A shrill hissing echoed through the valley.

The huge sword swept through the sky, as if it had left a crack in the space, and then slashed the goshawk apart at an extremely fast speed, and the indescribable terrifying energy stirred up a violent hurricane in the air, roaring in the sky.

The Third Elder broke through Elder Hong's attack, smiled at Sen Ran, and then swung his long knife and slashed towards the figure of the old man who looked quite thin again.

"Elder Hong!"

Ning Bufan shouted in horror below, in a battle at this level, even if his cultivation was greatly increased, it would be difficult to get close. He continued to sacrifice the Dragon God Armor to resist the terrifying fluctuations in the air.

Hong Lao's face was as usual, and his body seemed to have turned into a bird, and with a slight movement in the wind, he had already jumped a hundred feet away.

His cloudy eyes looked down at the three elders, and his mouth seemed to be reading something, and a melodious and majestic voice floated in the air, like a bell in the depths of the sky.

"Anemo Thorn!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the space in front of him instantly froze, all fluctuations and hurricanes stopped, and with his second swing, everything in that space instantly condensed, fused into countless spikes, and shot out.

Jingle ......

Before the giant blade in the hands of the three elders could get close, it had been broken by those spikes that had been condensed to the extreme.

Ning Bufan watched in horror from behind, exclaiming in his heart.

"Is this the strength of the Xuan Mind Realm?"

On the way to cultivation, the True Yuan Realm can only be regarded as a first glimpse of the doorway, and only when he reaches the Xuan Mind Realm can he be called a real powerhouse.

Because of the powerhouse of the Xuan Mind Realm, the aura in the body has been refined to a mysterious state, and even has its own consciousness like a spiritual weapon. Once the master fights against people, the aura in the body spontaneously comes out, and with the master's mind, thousands of states are transformed.

It can be said that the casual attack of a strong person in the Xuan Mind Realm is equivalent to Ning Bufan's strongest spiritual technique at the moment, the Wind and Cloud Illusion Sword Duel.

This gap cannot be bridged by any means.

Ning Bufan looked at the thrilling battle in mid-air, faintly, Elder Hong seemed to have the upper hand, after all, he was a strong man of the old patriarch's generation, and the realm of the third elder was still one point higher.

He looked at it for a moment, and suddenly realized that Ning Meng was still tied to the big tree, and hurriedly urged the dragon god body to the extreme, and the Phantom Yin Dragon Sword in his hand slashed into the air, blocking the aftermath of the battle in front of him, and rushed over.

"Be careful......" In the wind and waves, Ning Meng under the tree suddenly shouted.

Ning Bufan chuckled in his heart, and his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume on the side moving rapidly, his palm thundering and blooming, and he rushed directly towards him.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I want to save people from me, I'm afraid you're thinking too much. ”

The man's hands turned into claws, and the light in his palms was shining, making a crackling and piercing sound, and the air was suddenly filled with countless small thunder blades, which suddenly shattered all the branches and green leaves on the big tree on the side, and then condensed on the top of Ning Bufan's head and smashed out violently.

Ning Bufan only felt that the thunder light had not yet approached, but countless sharp thunder blades had already pierced him, making him numb and in severe pain. He was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed a torrent-like aura, covering the surface of his skin, like a jade-colored spiritual armor.

"Dragon God Armor"

"Hmph, carving insect skills!"

The man sneered, and his big hand swept from the sky, and those thunder lights were condensed to the extreme, as if they had become liquids, and countless flickering lights flowed on his palms, carrying terrifying destructive power.

His thunder palm print quickly slapped Ning Bufan's chest, and in an instant, the ground under the latter's feet instantly shattered, and the scorching light quickly spread outward from under his feet, until it was a hundred zhang away.

At the same time, Ning Bufan was horrified to find that the defense of the Dragon God Spirit Armor was instantly torn apart by the thunder light, making a clicking sound, and the thunder and lightning arcs were pervasive, drilling towards the big holes around him.

Once it invades the body, I am afraid that the meridians will be damaged.

Ning Bufan gritted his teeth, retreated quickly, his hands transformed, and the surging energy turned into countless flying dragons in an instant, roaring and flying out.

"Dragons Flurry!"

Many aura dragons meandered out, opened their abyss-like mouths, and tore directly at the flickering thunder and lightning light curtain in front of them.

But the power of the thunder and lightning spiritual power was extremely terrifying, and it turned into an overwhelming thunder blade, scattered in all directions, and then stabbed out like a silver swimming snake all over the dragon's body in an instant.

Sneer......

The next moment, Ning Bufan was surprised to find that those spiritual power dragons were shrouded in silver light, and let out a low and painful roar, and then a loud bang exploded. At the same time, the middle-aged man's attack finally dissipated.

The ferocious fluctuations spread to both sides, Ning Bufan snorted, and directly retreated dozens of steps before stabilizing his figure.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, with his feet scratching a trace on the ground, stopped under the big tree, and the corners of his mouth sneered, with a hint of mockery.

"Boy, don't think that your strength has increased a little, just think that you are great, in front of a real master, a few moves are enough to defeat you. ”

Ning Bufan suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his heart, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He glanced at the middle-aged man and immediately recognized him.

This person was when he was hunting in Wuyang, the person sitting behind Qi Xuan, the patriarch of the Qi clan, and Qi Yuan, should be the number three person of the Qi clan, the first day elder of the elders. It is said that this person's cultivation has already reached the Nine Qi of the True Yuan Realm, and looking at the entire Wuyang City, he is only below a few masters of the Xuan Mind Realm.

In the confrontation of a few moves just now, this person is worthy of his name, but a Qi Tian Claw Method condensed at random directly broke through Ning Bufan's dragon god body defense, and he had to sacrifice the fusion method group of dragons to dance wildly, so that he could resist it.

Although he was lucky not to be injured, Ning Bufan knew that this person was probably the real strong enemy he had encountered over the years.

He must do his best, and if he is not careful, he may be defeated and killed.

Ning Bufan's expression was solemn, he glanced at Ning Meng, who couldn't move under the tree, and the anger in his heart was rising, no matter how strong this enemy was, he had to defeat it.

There was a loud bang!

Ning Bufan directly summoned the Phantom Yin Dragon Sword, and the blade of the sword slashed through the air, leaving behind the afterimage of the Dao, which continued to fluctuate in the air, instantly cutting off the trees a hundred zhang away.

The sword body was crystal blue, and the strong cold air diffused, and suddenly countless small ice crystals condensed around it, as if countless small sword blades were circulating with the body of the spirit weapon, and at the same time, a crimson dragon shadow rushed out directly from the sword body and coiled above the head.

"Wind and Cloud Illusion Sword Technique, the third level!"