"Cao Tailai, setting up such a battle now will not help you win the three sects!"

Before Ling Feng could complain, Yun Dao Chang couldn't help but say sarcastic words that day.

"Hmph, this sect is to suppress your other two sects from the very beginning, in terms of momentum, and completely can't raise your head!"

That Cao Tailai was dressed in a golden robe, even the sword behind him was golden, and his eyes were shining, obviously he also had great confidence in the three sects this time.

All of this is because they have accepted a sword genius from the Liuyun Sword Sect!

It's just the tenth level of the Condensation Realm, but he has already mastered the rudiments of sword intent!

That's right, it's the prototype of sword intent, not sword intent.

Of course, this is a first-class genius in the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, but if you look at the Heavenly Academy, it is nothing.

The genius who has mastered the sword intent is simply a grasp of it in the Heavenly Academy, but it is basically not a sword intent that is too rare.

Like Ling Feng, who comprehended both the killing sword intent and the reincarnation sword intent at the same time, he was basically the only one.

"Hahaha, Cao Tailai, you haven't grown in cultivation in the past three years, but your ability to tell jokes is getting stronger and stronger!"

I saw that Tianyun Dao waved his sleeves and flew up to the high platform in the middle.

According to the rules of the three sects, the heads of the three sects take turns to serve as the host of the three sects, and this time, it is the turn of the Qiankun Sect.

That day, Yun Dao looked at everyone in front of him on the high platform, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "It's the triennial Three Sects Martial Arts, the Qiankun Sect and the Liuyun Sword Sect, but there is not much change, but when I ask the Daoists of the Immortal Sect, I can't imagine that even the head of the sect has changed." ”

"Hmph!" Cao Tailai said with a disdainful face: "Lin Canglang's house, it's too wasteful, and it's actually planted in the hands of a hairy boy." ”

Saying that, Cao Tailai looked at Ling Feng and sneered: "Boy, will you go on your own for a while, or let the old medicine man next to you, hahaha!"

"Bastard, Cao Tailai, be polite to our master!"

Elder Yao's eyes were cold, and he rebuked loudly.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be quite loyal to this little doll. Cao Tailai completely ignored Elder Yao's angry gaze, and said with a smile: "Ask the Immortal Sect, ask the Immortal Sect, I can't imagine that there are only a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people left!"

Elder Yao was old, and Ling Feng was naturally weak. (PS: Weak, weak crown, refers to the meaning of a teenager.) ）

"Hahaha......"

On the side of the Liuyun Sword Sect, all the disciples immediately burst out laughing, and they didn't take the Immortal Sect seriously at all.

Even when he went out to practice on weekdays, the attitude of the Liuyun Sword Sect had always been so arrogant.

"It's too much! you bastards!" Su Hongsleeve trembled with anger and pointed at the shameless guys opposite, but unfortunately she couldn't scold anything too ugly.

When everyone in the Immortal Sect was asked, they were all filled with righteous indignation and anger.

"It doesn't matter, in the ring, you can see which is weaker and which is stronger. ”

Ling Feng raised his hand, signaling everyone to be calm.

Seeing Ling Feng slowly stand up, his face was light and light, his eyes skimmed to Cao Tailai, the head of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, and said lightly: "Since I am asking the head of the Immortal Sect, when the sect master fights for a while, I will naturally take over Your Excellency's high moves." ”

"Hmph, it's up to you?" beside Cao Tailai, a gold-clothed young man smiled coldly: "I want to see if you are qualified to fight with the master!"

The person who spoke was none other than the first day of the Liuyun Sword Sect, Ximen Blowing!

It's too late, it's too soon!

Just between the lightning and flint, the sword in Simon Fuliu's hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

The figure flashed, and the distance of dozens of zhang seemed to be close at hand!

A cold breath settled down, and a hint of banter flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, this person also had some talent, and he could actually comprehend the sword intent of the cold attribute.

However, this sword intent, in Ling Feng's opinion, was simply a baby toddler.

"Compare sword intent with me?" Ling Feng smiled, killing sword intent suddenly erupted.

Ling Feng even stood in place, not moving, but as soon as the sword intent condensed, the murderous aura that Ximen blew collapsed inch by inch, and when his sword blade approached in front of Ling Feng, it was already the end of the strong crossbow.

"Let's go back!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, slapped out his palm, and saw the figure of Ximen Blowing Stream, flying out upside down. He fell back into the camp of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Ximen Fuliu retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and several elders shot at the same time, but they were still knocked back a few steps before they stabilized their figures.

"Are the people of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect so rude?"

Ling Feng stood with his hands in his hands, gently dusting off his sleeves, his voice with a hint of laziness, as if he hadn't exerted any force at all just now.

On the side of the Liuyun Sword Sect, all the disciples and elders were extremely stunned.

Who is this young man, and why does he have such terrifying brute strength!

Also shocked were those disciples of the Qiankun Sect.

Even the Tianyun Dao Chief, who was standing in the middle of the ring, narrowed his eyes, and his face sank like water.

This teenager is not simple!

In fact, Ling Feng hadn't come up with the strength to score points at all, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

This time, he had come to subdue the other two, not to kill.

"Blowing, are you okay?" Cao Tailai glanced back at Ximen Blowflow, and his eyes showed a look of worry.

Ximen Blowing Flow is a hole card of their Liuyun Sword Sect, if Ximen Blowing Flow is injured, I am afraid it will affect the results of the final disciple battle.

"I'm fine, just breathe for a while. Simon snorted softly, clenched his fists, and remained silent, no longer arrogant.

"Take it!"

Ling Feng snapped his fingers, and a fourth-order pill that restored his true qi casually popped out, and said lightly: "This is the Divine Concentration Pill, lest you say for a while that I injured your disciple and make him unable to exert his true strength." ”

"Hahaha, it's extreme!" Elder Yao laughed loudly.

"We ask the Immortal Sect so that we won't take advantage of you!"

"The people of the Liuyun Sword Sect are the most good at cheating, and they are still prescient in charge, hahaha......"

"Bastard!"

That Cao Tailai caught the elixir, and subconsciously wanted to throw it out to avoid Ling Feng's humiliation.

However, when he saw the pill he was holding in his hand, there were actually four pill lines, and the grade had obviously reached the fourth order, and his heart suddenly "clicked".

This...... This is a fourth-order elixir!

If you swallow it, you can not only restore your true qi immediately, but I am afraid that it can also unblock your blood, which will also be of great benefit to enhancing your cultivation!

Such a precious elixir, just give it away?

He Ling Feng can do it casually, but he can't throw it away!

Can't do it!

This sect can't do it!

That pill seemed to be sucked on Cao Tailai's palm, and it was clear that taking this pill was tantamount to humiliation, but he was reluctant to throw it out!

After an incomparably complicated ideological struggle, Cao Tailai gritted his teeth, stuffed the pill into Ximen Fuliu's hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Eat-down-go!"

(End of chapter)