"Look for death!" Luo Huan took out a silver sword with a hideous face, and it turned out to be a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Pure Yang Sword Technique! Hun Yuan in one breath! Pure Yang Initial Movement! Luo Huan was filled with pure yang energy, and he slashed with his sword.

"Hey, this sword technique, just try my newly cultivated sword moves."

Wu Sheng held the Sun Sword, and he also used the triple strength of the Mahayana realm to fight against Luo Huan.

"Immortals show the way! Tarzan is at the top! ”

The sword in Luo Huan's hand pointed to the sky, and thousands of sword shadows were born in the sky to form a sword mountain to press.

"Jingle Bell!"

Wu Sheng held a sword to strike left and right, wing left and reverse scales, and reached thousands of hits in just a few breaths.

"Hold the moon day and day! Jade belt around the waist! Changhong around the sky! Canglong looks up! ”

The sword shadow is like a full moon, and the impenetrable sword qi is coming. There were countless jade belt sword qi to wrap around Wu Sheng's waist, and there was even a long rainbow sword qi around the sky to penetrate, and the last dragon head sword qi raided Wu Sheng's face.

Wu Shengtan's belly thorns, double bright thorns, spin style, royal car grid, and limelight washing, emitted tens of thousands of sword qi in an instant.

He is light and agile, chic, and elegant, his sword is American, and his sword is like a flying wind.

His body is elegant, the sword in his hand is flowing smoothly, and the sword body is integrated, as if he has reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

"Jingle clang!"

Thousands of sword shadows collided, all Luo Huan's sword moves collapsed, and he was completely shrouded by sword shadows, only to hear a scream of "ah", his hair was scattered, and his whole body was covered with sword marks, and the blood stained him into a bloody man.

This is still Wu Sheng's subordinates, and he only used the pure sword moves of his new comprehension to compare the sword, and he did not use the realm to crush it.

"You're defeated!" Wu Sheng looked at the miserable Luo Huan and said lightly.

"I'm not defeated yet! The sound of the Shanyang flute! ”

A melodious and piercing sound wave struck, directly invading Wu Sheng's soul.

"The dragon roars and the lion roars!"

Wu Sheng also used the Divine Soul Sonic Wave Skill, which suddenly dispersed the sound of the Shanyang flute, and Luo Huan instantly fainted with blood, which was unbearable.

"He really did it, he defeated Luo Huan!" Yang Yuting muttered.

"How is this possible?"

"Senior Brother Luo was defeated!"

"Is that young man really just a miscellaneous disciple?"

The entire Drifting Snow Sect was shocked.

"Hahaha! I'll just say that someone will defeat that Luo Huan, look at his miserable appearance! A young man laughed.

"You are the Wu Sheng who slapped my brother in the face?" As soon as the words fell, a young man in blue landed lightly on the ring.

"That's right, I'm Wu Sheng. Who are you? ”

"Hehe, I am Liang Haofeng's younger brother, Liang Haoran, you are crazy! How dare you hit my brother in the face! ”

Liang Haoran stared at Wu Sheng playfully, he was different from that Luo Huan, he had just broken through the realm yesterday and reached the fivefold realm of the Mahayana realm, he could easily crush Luo Huan, and he would not fight as hard as Wu Sheng.

He wants to see Wu Sheng kneeling and begging for mercy, he wants to completely slap him in the face and trample him under his feet at the moment when he is most successful, he is just his stepping stone!

"Hey, Liang Haoran actually made a move! That Wu life and death are decided! ”

"If you don't die, you must be crippled!"

"That young man is really a troublemaker, he actually provoked Liang Haoran again!"

"Liang Haoran is a five-element spiritual root, comparable to a divine body!"

"Hehe, brother, call me! Dare to punch me in the face! Give him a hard lesson and slap him in the face! The harder I worked, the more I liked it, and I wanted to see him kneeling in front of us and begging for mercy! Liang Haofeng stared at Wu Sheng fiercely from the audience.

"Boy, kneel down and kowtow to me and beg for mercy!" Liang Haoran stretched out his index finger and pointed to the ground.

"Neurotic!" Wu Sheng shook his head disdainfully.

"Look for death! Look how I hit you in the face! Liang Haoran was furious, and rushed in front of Wu Sheng with an arrow step.

"Smack!"

"Ahh What a slap in the face! The crowd exclaimed.

"Huh, what's going on?"

"The boy stood there unscathed!"

When everyone looked, they saw that Liang Haoran's biased head turned around, and the right side of his face was swollen and tall.

"Smack!"

"Ahh Liang Haoran screamed, a row of teeth flew out, and the left side of his face was swollen as high as the right side of his face.

"Not adapted!" Liang Haoran swollen and hideous face, his hands were sealed, and the entire ring suddenly turned into a surging river and a mudslide like a wave to bury Wu Sheng.

"Humph! Not used to the local environment? Then I'll hit you until you serve! Give me the beads! ”

All the water and soil are sucked away by the dragon like a dragon.

"Construction in a big way!" Liang Haoran's hands were sealed, and the entire ring suddenly transformed into a civil engineering building, a roof and a fence.

The staggered walls instantly surrounded Wu Sheng in the middle and kept squeezing, and the garden plants and trees stretched out vine hands to entangle Wu Sheng, and at the same time, the roof also pressed down.

However, it was not over yet, only to hear him shout: "All the grass and trees are soldiers!" ”

The grass and trees in the garden suddenly changed into a dozen armored warriors, who rushed towards them with swords and spears.

"Dirt and rocks are rolling down!" Then another boulder rolled down and fell into dust.

"Wildfires are spreading!" With a loud shout, clusters of fire rolled down along with the boulders, and countless fireballs formed a sea of fire that drowned Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng burned with the Divine Fire of Creation all over his body, ignited the vines, burned all the garden plants to ashes, smashed all the walls with another kick, and blasted through the roofs in the sky with another punch.

"Four Yang Resisting the Wind!" Four tornadoes took the halo of the sun and created four vortices that sucked wildly.

"Solid!" Liang Haoran was covered in golden light, forming golden walls to protect himself.

"Jingle Bell!"

All civil buildings collapsed, and four tornadoes swept through the golden walls.

"Ahhh The golden wall shattered, Liang Haoran screamed again and again, his clothes were broken, and he flew out of the ring, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a blue nose and swollen face, and fainted with a tilt of his head.

"Hey, is this white-clothed boy really just a miscellaneous disciple?"

"Ahh He's too strong, isn't he? ”

"Hey, Liang Haoran was completely crushed!"

"It's so perverted! What kind of vision is this? Who recruited this student? Actually made such a pervert to be a handyman! ”

"Ahem!" The admissions elder touched his forehead in embarrassment, who knew that a mortal would be so perverted, is he really just a mortal?

At this time, the entire sect was shocked, and the sect leader Li Mochou also rushed over in person.

"He's that stinky boy!" Li Mochou couldn't believe his eyes.

"I suggest you give him a test again!" There are elders who don't believe that his qualifications can be mortal.

"Great Elder, you send a disciple at the peak of the Mahayana realm to test his bottom line." Li Mochou said.

"Yes! I'll arrange it now! The Great Elder arched his hand.

In the ring, Wu Sheng stood against the snow, his white clothes fluttering. Snowflakes fell on his body in a white robe, and fell on his hair, and he was like a cold winter plum blossoming out of the snow.

He reached out and took a snowflake, just like the one Yang Yuting took down.

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." He muttered.

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, the snow flew, and a poem sounded: "When midwinter comes, the traces of a hundred flowers have been extinct, only the plum blossom is broken, and Ling Xue blooms alone." ”

I saw a figure stepping from the sky, and his feet fell lightly on the ring wearing cloud boots. His face was as white as jade, with long hair and a shawl, and he was dressed in a white robe embroidered with several red plum blossoms, and he held a folding fan.

With a flick of the folding fan in his hand, he unfolded the paper fan painted with plum blossoms, shook it gently, and said: "Hehe, it's really a hero out of a young man!" In next week, Yunpeng, I will be lucky! ”

"In Xia Wusheng, I will be fortunate to meet you!" Wu Sheng replied lightly.

"Hey, it's the Ice Immortal Zhou Yunpeng!"

"It is rumored that he has long been able to break through to the Tribulation Realm, but he refused to break through the realm and chose enlightenment! He wanted to cultivate every one of his realms to the extreme! ”

"Extreme! Isn't that the Extreme? How strong is he now? ”

"Hehe, a year ago, he was able to fight against the tribulation and not be defeated! Now that he has made a move, then Wu Sheng is miserable! ”

Many elder disciples were excited, and their blood was boiling, as if they were fighting themselves, and they wanted to trample that mortal boy under their feet.