"Jiang Zixing!"

Jiang Junhao shouted angrily, and a child of the Jiang family, who looked extremely arrogant, took a step forward gently, and actually stepped onto the tall martial arts stage in one step.

"Please!"

He spit out a word lightly, his expression was extremely arrogant, but he made a gesture to ask Sun Xiuying to make the first move.

Sun Xiuying won two battles in a row, and her mood was undoubtedly very comfortable, she glanced at this arrogant opponent with a smile, but she smiled even happier.

"I said this old man, you have advanced to the sky, why are you embarrassed to bully my little girl? Forget it, since you are shameless, then I will admit defeat!"

Sun Xiuying's voice had just echoed in the air, but her figure had already retreated into the crowd.

This Jiang Zixing, in the entire Jiang family, can be regarded as a top three super genius, and his status is not below the seed disciples of the Divine Mountain, if it weren't for the two defeats just now, Jiang Junhao would not have sent him on stage so early.

Zhong Li's anger suddenly loosened in his heart, Brother Sun, a descendant, is really a talent with a degree of advance and retreat. However, he was worried in his heart, this Jiang Zixing was obviously only a seed disciple on the Divine Mountain, and he could deal with it.

But on the Divine Mountain, it is also strange, their department, since the beginning of the sect to Tianfeng, there are no disciples who can handle it, which makes the other party more and more presumptuous over the years.

"Whoosh!"

When Zhong Linu was in trouble, he saw a young man in a white shirt and a white robe dressed as a disciple of the Divine Mountain Seed, who was already standing firmly on the stage of the martial arts.

Zhong Li's angry eyes suddenly rejoiced, this person was not long ago. Broken Wind, who has just become a disciple of the seed!

The master who has no wind is not one of the thirteen elders of the Tongtian Pavilion. Rather, it is a neutral elder who likes to travel all over the world, and his disciples are able to take the stage. It was a bonus.

"No wind!please!"

Duan Wufeng stretched out his hand and pointed at it, easily and confidently signaling that the other party could strike first.

Jiang Zixing was stunned for a moment, what he hated most was this kind of arrogant so-called genius disciple, but the seed disciple of the Divine Mountain had been famous in the human world for countless years, and he really didn't dare to be careless.

"Go!"

Jiang Zixing stabbed straight with a sword, and naturally took the momentum of throwing stones to ask for directions, and he laughed without wind. It is also the same sword stabbing directly, but there is no meaning of the tip of the sword intersecting, but to pass by with the opponent's long sword!

"Is he going to die with me?"

Jiang Zixing was shocked, and when he shot again, he couldn't help but lose a little momentum.

Broken Wufeng tried it out with a sword, and the other party's mental cultivation was not as good as his own, so he shot it now. Naturally, there is a little more calm self-confidence.

The two have been fighting for more than half an hour, although Duan Wufeng has the upper hand above the momentum, he is just a baby who has just entered the avenue, and the other party has long been stable. Standing in the early days of the Infant of the Great Road.

The two fought back and forth, and not only could they not win, but with the rapid loss of true yuan. There is a feeling that the advantage is getting smaller and smaller.

"Huijian Conscience!"

Duan Wufeng shot out with a sword, and suddenly shouted. Jiang Zixing's body suddenly stiffened slightly.

"Boom!"

The two of them intersected with their swords, and there was a burst of explosions. It was still at the same time.

Zhong Li's nervous face suddenly relaxed, but Jiang Junhao frowned suddenly, and at the same time scolded Jiang Zixing in his heart for being really a fool, obviously Zhenyuan is thicker than the other party, and he didn't know how to compete with Zhenyuan, but he went to compete with his opponent in the sea of hearts.

This kind of battle is far more dangerous than the clash of holy weapons, because the damage to the sea of consciousness is often an injury that is difficult to recover from in eternal life.

Breaking Wufeng also tried it a long time ago, and the other party's mental cultivation is not high, so he dared to directly invade the other party's consciousness with his consciousness, but he competed with the other party for the strength of his soul.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the windless face to show a relaxed look, and the breathing became more and more relaxed and even, while Jiang Zixing's face was constantly falling cold sweat, and his breathing became more and more heavy and urgent.

Jiang Junhao was helpless in his heart, this time, he was really depressed to lose, obviously his strength was not bad, but he met such an outlier.

After another breath, Duan Wufeng even opened his eyes, he glanced at Jiang Junhao, and said slowly: "You guys admit defeat?"

Jiang Junhao suddenly hesitated slightly in his heart, and then admitted defeat, but he lost three times in a row!

"I ......"

He was about to grit his teeth and agree, but suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Duan Wufeng's originally relaxed and confident face suddenly became full of disgust and shock.

Jiang Junhao suddenly understood that this was Duan Wufeng's comprehensive control of Jiang Zixing's sea of knowledge, and he could directly peek into the deep memory of the other party hidden in the subconscious.

Originally, under such circumstances, even if Duan Wufeng directly ordered Jiang Zixing to die, Jiang Zixing would not have the slightest power to resist!

However, there are exceptions to everything, Jiang Zixing's divine soul was completely defeated just now, but maybe his subconscious still has a chance to turn defeat into victory!

Of course, such an opportunity is too illusory, and I haven't even heard of anyone succeeding, but Jiang Junhao suddenly showed a look of expectation.

"Poof!"

Duan Wufeng suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the look in his eyes suddenly became sluggish and confused.

Jiang Zixing opened his eyes at the same time, he let out a loud shout, and hit Duan Wufeng.

Duan Wufeng swung his sword to resist, but he only barely blocked the opponent's holy weapon flying sword, and he was slapped by the opponent for a while, and he hit him on the forehead.

It is said that he should faint immediately, but although his physical foundation is not as good as Ye Yun's, it is also extremely solid.

His eyes widened in anger, but he just wouldn't faint.

After a breath, Duan Wufeng spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he stood up suddenly, and he pointed at Jiang Zixing is angry scolding.

"You, you shameless and immoral despicable villain! You, you have done such a thing! You, you are a brute with no humanity! You are still ......"

Jiang Zixing's face changed, but he was silent, he was really a little worried, whether Duan Wufeng would really say those things in public.

"No wind! Okay! It's because you're not as good as others, no wonder others!"

Zhong Linu has lived for more than a thousand years, and he still doesn't understand what is going on, but he can only smile helplessly, to blame, he can only blame this windless character, too kind.

"What you cultivate is the path of the soul sword, you should let go of joy, anger, good and evil, and look down on all beings in the world with a ruthless and lofty attitude!"

Duan Wufeng was suddenly startled, and he woke up like a dream, and retreated with a face full of shame.

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? (To be continued.) )