Chapter 639: The General Trend

Put together!

This battle set a desperate tone from the beginning.

If one side falls after the war, it is by no means a surprise.

Both sides are peerless people, once they make a move, there is no room, and it is difficult to show mercy to their subordinates. It is even possible to die together.

In comparison, this game is much more gentle.

With the sky as the game and the Tao as the chess, after a few rounds of fighting, there was finally a result.

Rumble!

The two chess pieces collided, and the Dao Seal and the Dao Seal competed, and finally both were broken.

This game is a draw.

"Haha, I lost last time, this time I drawed, and I have made great progress!" Bai Wuchang laughed.

"Congratulations, and you're welcome to play again anytime. Tianzong Dansheng is still understated, as if he didn't take the outcome of this game of chess into account.

When oneself is strong to a certain extent, the pursuit is no longer victory, but defeat.

"The battle book is down, the tea is already cold, and the results of this game of chess have been divided, and the sect master of this sect is leaving!" Bai Wuchang arched his hand at the Tianzong Dansheng, turned around and was about to leave, coming freely, leaving freely.

"When you come here, I should do my landlord's friendship, don't hurry to leave, just stay here. "The Heavenly Zong Dan Saint does not forget the number of rituals.

"Forget it. I see that the scenery of the desert wasteland is better, and Qin Feng chose a good place to fight. Five days later, on the night of the full moon, don't miss the appointment between you masters and apprentices, I will wait to see this battle. ”

As he spoke, Bai Wuchang had already turned into a white light and shuttled across the air.

The number of rituals of the Heavenly Vertical Dan Saint had been exhausted, and he did not keep it anymore, but hid his words, and shouted at Bai Wuchang's back: "Next time I have a chance, I will go to the Broken Cloud Sect to visit!"

This means that there are comings and goings, and today the Broken Cloud Sect is rude and forceful, and the next time the Heavenly Zongdan Holy Association will return it.

"Haha, the Broken Cloud Sect welcomes the Dan Saint at any time!" Bai Wuchang laughed loudly, and the voice did not stop, and the person was gone.

Qin Feng and the others flew up to follow.

The group of Broken Cloud Sect left Yanlong Academy, as if a big wave was rolling away, leaving behind a surging aftermath.

"Desert wasteland...... It is indeed a great place to compete. Tianzong Dan Saint muttered.

In this world, there are some places that are specially reserved for Xuanwu people to fight to their heart's content, and there is no need to have any worries, the desert wasteland is one of them, and it is not far from Yanlong Academy.

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This decisive battle was extraordinary, one side was the four great demons, and the other side was a rookie who was born out of thin air, not only in Yanlong Academy, but also in all parts of the mainland.

Five days is enough time for many people to come from afar to watch the game.

Everyone was curious about the outcome of this decisive battle, and no one dared to say with certainty that one side would win 100 percent.

There are also some people who want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune and open a gambling game, where anyone who wins or loses, who lives or dies, can bet.

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On the same day, Tianzong Dansheng called Fan Lang to a secret room alone, and the master and apprentice talked heart-to-heart.

"The four great demons, each of them is not in vain, Qin Feng's strength can even be close to several vice presidents of Yanlong Academy, so Venerable can beat him steadily. Tianzong Dan Saint said solemnly.

Among the three vice presidents, it was the Mu Venerable, who was usually the most silent, who was the strongest.

"I know he's strong and that's what makes it interesting. Fan Lang smiled slightly.

"These days, you don't go to class and concentrate on preparing for this battle. "Tianzong Dan Holy Dao.

"There's no need, I used to go to class every day, and you can see that my cultivation has fallen?"

"This kind of battle is not only about strength, but also about the right time, place and people. This general trend should be taken into account both internally and externally, both internally and externally. ”

"I don't need to build momentum in advance, when it comes to the day of the decisive battle, when the decisive battle comes, as long as I draw my sword, the general trend of the world will gather in me. ”

"It's good to have this confidence, at least that's the general trend in your heart. This alone is not enough. In the past few days, I have spent some time and used various means to help you recuperate and improve your strength as much as possible. Five days is too short, it is impossible to catch up with Qin Feng in terms of realm, and he can only work his strength. If the strength is strong, the realm is no longer a problem. ”

"Then there's Master Lao. ”

Virtual, Fan Lang doesn't care, but the real one is different.

"There are two pills here, one relaxes the muscles and activates the nerves, and the other increases the Xuan power, and you have eaten them all. Tianzong Dansheng flipped his hand and took out two pills, and the medicinal power was surging.

Don't look at what he said simply, in fact, both of them are twelve-star pills, with powerful medicinal effects and extraordinary effects.

Fan Lang took the pill, swallowed it both, introduced it into the dantian to refine it, and soon felt the effect of the medicine.

"How about the Jingchen Sword Technique I asked you to learn before?" asked the Heavenly Vertical Dan Saint.

"It's a little success, since the beginning of my cultivation, I've been using this sword technique to cultivate the Dragon Scale Sword. Fan Lang said.

"Pick up your sword and show me. ”

"Good. ”

Fan Lang took off the dragon scale sword behind his back, flipped his wrist, and presented it in front of him.

For other swords, he used weapon cards to store them for later use, and if he took them all out, it would be more than enough to open an exhibition.

Only the dragon scale sword is always worn on the body, sometimes hanging from the waist, sometimes behind the body.

Tianzong Dansheng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the cold hilt, feeling the surging power in it, and nodded.

It is already very rare to be able to cultivate the Jingchen Sword Technique to this level in such a short period of time.

Jingchen swordsmanship, usually quiet as dust, once it moves, it is upside down!

"I have also practiced this sword technique, it can help you improve one or two, increase your chances of winning, in these five days, you must not draw your sword, continue to brew. ”

With a wave of his hand, all kinds of Dao seals appeared in mid-air, combined together, and then released a beam of light that was injected into the Dragon Scale Sword.

The dragon scale sword trembled violently, almost breaking free from Fan Lang's palm, and there was a roaring sound from it, like thunder and a drum.

In the next few days, Tianzong Dansheng used various means to enhance Fan Lang's strength, which can be said to have made a bloody investment, and vividly interpreted the poor literature and rich martial arts.

These efforts were not in vain, and Fan Lang's strength was significantly improved, like a tiger with wings and a dragon driving the clouds.

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As the other side of the decisive battle, Qin Feng will naturally not be idle.

The vast desert stretches as far as the eye can see, presenting a magnificent and empty visual spectacle, with the end of the sea of sand rolling and bordering the sky.

The vast yellow sand looks lifeless, without a little vitality, under this yellow sand, I don't know how many past events are buried, how many dry bones are buried.

Qin Feng sat alone on the sand, put his saber on his knees, and let the yellow sand blow and baptize, as if he had become a sand sculpture, completely integrated into the environment, and faintly entered a realm of unity between heaven and man.

Man and heaven are one, and man is also one with the sword.

There is infinite power, surging above the blade.