Chapter 278: The fierce fight is in full swing

"I don't know about this." The old master, who has always been in control, also seems a little unbelievable.

"You don't know, but ......"

"Do you think my precious apprentice cares what I think?" The old master shook his head and said.

At this moment, on the stage, there were flames on the table around Yun Fan, and as long as they were close to the edge of the platform, they all felt a heat wave coming to their faces.

But looking at the clouds that were still stopped in mid-air, they seemed to be indifferent to this, and just looked at Yun Fan coldly.

Yun Fan felt that he was like a clown at this time, singing a one-man show in front of everyone.

The fire attribute flying sword flew in the air, and his eyes swept over the monks in the audience, only to feel that the eyes of those monks were full of disdain. It turns out that this Yun Fan has been an orphan since he was a child, and he is withdrawn by nature, so his inner world is very fragile, although he has now reached the peak of Jindan, but he still does not have the heart of a strong man, and hundreds of eyes look at it, but the gaze in Yunwu hurts his self-esteem like a knife.

He felt that Yunmist's gaze was colder than Yunmist's flying sword, and it was cold to his heart.

Yun Fan was slightly anxious in his heart, and at that moment, with a finger of the sword trick in his right hand, the flame flying sword shot directly towards the clouds, and shouted in his mouth: "Senior brother, be careful!" ”

Yun Fan's red fire-attribute flying sword had already shot out at this moment, with an endless and furious fire aura, stirring up Yun Mist's talisman aura cover.

Yunwu was indifferent without a trace of expression, and he didn't see any movement.

"It's a good one to keep changing." Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but sigh softly.

I saw the wind at the feet of the clouds, and the blue wind and waves carried his body backwards, but Yun Fan's flying sword speed was one minute faster, and he had caught up in the blink of an eye, and the audience suddenly burst into amazement.

What is this, the latter strikes, seeing that at the moment of life and death, the magic trick in Yunwu's hand changed, his right hand flipped, the flying sword rose in the air, and he came out of his hand, only to see that he was still expressionless, and the flying sword was pointed in front of him.

"Dang!"

The two swords collided, sending out a crisp echo that reverberated across the square, and it was extremely pleasant.

Yun Fan's red fire attribute flying sword was obviously invincible, as if it had been hit hard and rebounded backwards.

The face of the elder on the viewing platform suddenly changed.

The difference in strength between these two people seems to be not small in the surprised eyes of the monks, only to see that the cloud and mist did not hesitate at all, a pale color swept over his face, a finger with his left hand, a throw from his right hand, and the mysterious mantra in his mouth rose again, only to see the blue water attribute flying sword thrown out directly by him, and then the five fingers of his right hand were stretched out, and the sword trick rose again.

"Zhengyi chanted the dragon trick!"

I saw that the blue flying sword suddenly shone in mid-air, and the blue light turned into a giant dragon, covering the entire stage in an instant, and the aura was soaring, so it was not powerful.

Yun Fan naturally didn't dare to slack off, and was surprised to see the Yao Yao Blue Dragon coming all over the world. But seeing that he was still urging the fire sword in his hand, on the other hand, he began to condense the "flame armor" in front of him in the blink of an eye, emitting a trace of fire.

In mid-air, a pair of deep eyes of the clouds and mist were as brilliant as stars at this time, but the cyan robe was flying in the wind, which was moving.

I saw that my mouth seemed to be reciting some incantation in a low voice, and there was no expression on my cold face, as deep as an ancient well that had not changed for thousands of years.

Following his guidance, everyone only saw the blue dragon that was flying in mid-air at this moment, exuding an amazing momentum, mixed with the sudden sound of sword whining on the flying sword, rippling, and a loud noise, like thousands of troops, the sound shook all over the wilderness.

In an instant, the flying sword burst out like a sky, the wild dragon went out to sea, and the entire stage was shrouded in it, the gods and demons were cleared, and all the qi within a radius of more than ten zhang was absorbed by the blue dragon in a moment.

I saw that in the blue dragon, in the deepest place where it was as blue as the blue sky of the sky, the flying sword came in imitation, slashed through the void, flew away, and rushed towards Yun Fan, the momentum was so strong that it was unparalleled for a while.

Yun Fan's face was very solemn at the moment, and he even said that his forehead was full of sweat, obviously he didn't expect that Yunmist's Yinlong Jue would be so powerful. I saw that in an instant, the blue dragon had rushed in front of him.

The "Flame Armor" condensed by Yun Fan was like tofu, and it was directly smashed by the blue flying sword as if it were nothing.

Yun Fan was taken aback, he originally thought that with the "Flame Armor", he would be able to resist the attack of the clouds, but he never expected that this attack would be so strong. The blue flying sword was even more unexpectedly powerful, and it flew in front of him in a blink of an eye.

At this moment of life and death, Yun Fan didn't care too much, barely stabilized his mind, the red fire attribute flying sword glowed, guarding in front of him, and then sacrificed an ancient bell made of bronze.

"Xuanyuan Gu Zhong, junior brother didn't expect you to even give this magic weapon to your apprentice." The old master shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I saw that this Xuanyuan ancient bell made a loud sound of "dang", and the sound waves echoed for a while.

A moment later, the flying sword of the cloud and mist had already collided with this Xuanyuan Ancient Bell.

"Boom!" It was like thunder.

A loud bang rumbled, and a huge and invisible sound wave centered on these two magic weapons quickly spread out in all directions.

I saw that all the monks standing under the stage suddenly felt that the wind was blowing in their faces, and the momentum was oppressive, and the whole body was shocked and involuntarily took a step back.

I saw that the crowd of onlookers actually took a few steps back at the same time before stopping.

Everyone's faces changed, shocked by the power of this magic weapon that had never been seen before.

"It was the Xuanyuan Ancient Bell that was known as the first instrument of the ages two thousand years ago." A well-informed casual cultivator couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

This exclamation also caused a lot of scattered cultivators to exclaim, and the cultivation world of Xuanyuan Ancient Bell was known as a Dao weapon that surpassed the immortal weapon.

After that moment of amazement, everyone's eyes returned to the stage, only to see that both of them were unusually embarrassed at the moment.

The clouds and mist had fallen on the stage at some point, and the blue flying sword had flown back into his hand.

The fire-colored mist and red flame also gradually dissipated, but everyone found that Yun Fan's face was very pale.

The gap in the realm is not something that can be repaired by just one Dao weapon, and the blue flying sword in Yunwu's hand is not an extraordinary weapon, and it should also be refined by a master's predecessor.

I saw Yun Fan slowly raise his head, pointing at Yun Mist, his voice became hoarse for some reason, and said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect your cultivation to be so strong. ”

Everyone was shocked, not knowing what was going on, and suddenly a change occurred, only to see Yun Fan covering his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood and spraying it on the Xuanyuan Ancient Bell.

"Xuanyuan Wuji is shattering the earth one by one!"

I saw that the Xuanyuan ancient bell was shaking by itself, as if it broke out of the air.