His expression moved slightly, and Fang Yan raised his heavy sword to meet him.

"Reckless ......"

"The snake demon is big!"

There were many arguments in the ring, and they all felt that the snake demon had no one in his eyes, and he thought very highly of himself, and he dared to face it in the face of such a big killing move, and he didn't know how to avoid it.

Seeing this, the female disciple of the Ziyuan Sect twitched, her right hand secretly pinched the magic technique, and with a big hand in mid-air, a strange wind suddenly rose, and the heavy sword faintly trembled, and deviated from the trajectory.

This strange wind is even more blowing, and the aura in his body is scattered, his complexion changes greatly, and he suddenly shouted: "Explosion! ”

It turned out that Fang Yan had just taken advantage of the strange wind and secretly released a few wind and thunder to mingle in the strange wind.

At this time, the wind and thunder approached the female disciple of the Ziyuan Sect, and Fang Yan took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness to detonate the wind and thunder.

Several invisible wind and thunder exploded at the same time, and a circular wave rushed out, blowing the surrounding spectators to retreat one after another.

The female disciple of the Ziyuan Sect had a gloomy face, withdrew and flew back, avoiding the wind and thunder, and the spiritual power in her body was shocked, she took a few breaths of relief, calmed down her spiritual power, reached out and took out a piece of yellow paper, pasted it on the body of the sword, and bit the tip of her tongue, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

This blood quickly transformed into liquid from mist in mid-air, condensed together like a blood dragon, the female disciple of the Ziyuan Sect didn't blink her eyes, pinched the magic trick in her right hand, and chanted words in her mouth, only to see that the blood dragon twisted, closed and connected, forming a strange figure, which was suddenly printed on the yellow paper!

Suddenly, the yellow paper shone with a blinding light, like a small sun.

The spiritual power in the female disciple of Ziyuan Sect was instantly exhausted, and she was already playing the abacus of a three-plate axe, if she made three killing moves, she failed to win, so she had to admit defeat, because in close combat, she was definitely not an opponent of the snake demon. She frowned, swung the tip of her sword, and suddenly two white dragons flew out, spun around quickly in mid-air, and struck at Fang Yan with lightning speed.

Seeing that the two white dragons had already revealed their hideous huge mouths, Fang Yan clenched the heavy sword in his hand and used the most powerful and heavy move in "The Depths of White Clouds" to meet it.

"Gather and scatter the clouds!"

Bang!

The two white dragons turned into spiritual power and dissipated, and the female disciples of the Ziyuan Sect vomited blood and retreated, losing their combat power.

Fang Yan's hand holding the heavy sword also drooped, obviously unable to fight again.

There was a burst of exclamations from under the ring.

"How is this calculated?"

"It's definitely a tie ......"

Before the words fell, Fang Yan smiled treacherously, and the female disciple of the Ziyuan Sect opposite felt a tense heart.

A certain disciple of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect under the ring looked left and right, as if he remembered something, and couldn't help shouting, "There is also the wind!" ”

When the female disciples of the Ziyuan Sect heard this, their faces were also full of shock, and they wanted to raise their spiritual power to resist, but they were empty, and even a trace of spiritual power was gone.

Raising her hand, she ate two pills that had been prepared long ago to restore her spiritual power, and the female disciple of Ziyuan Sect felt a trace of spiritual power in her body, straightened up her bent body, and waited for it.

Immediately after, countless wind and thunder exploded around her, and countless wind blades cut on her.

The robe was tattered, revealing a white undershirt and white skin, the green silk was cut off and fell to the ground, and there were scars on the cheeks.

That appearance made the disciples under the ring look at it, and let out an unbearable snort.

The current appearance of the female disciples of the Ziyuan Sect is like a mad demon.

After a few breaths, the wind stopped, and so did the indiscriminate attacks of the dialects.

The female disciples of the Ziyuan Sect were still standing, covered in blood, people were not like people, ghosts were not like ghosts.

She smiled miserably and said in a trance: "It turns out that ...... Your strongest means is your natural supernatural powers. ”

Originally, he prepared three killing moves, but unfortunately after two moves, he lost his combat power.

Fang Yan shrugged his shoulders and carried the heavy sword on his shoulder, slightly weak, and was hollowed out of the spiritual power in his body by those two big moves.

"Of course, we in the Blue Shadow Sword Sect all know that you should do your homework, but fortunately it didn't rain, so you won't lose early."

Some of the disciples of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect under the ring twitched their faces, obviously thinking of a certain fellow disciple who was bombarded by thunder and lightning.

Someone next to him asked how this twitching disciple of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect was.

He replied with palpitations: "Wind, thunder, rain, the three types of attributes that depend on each other are her most powerful means. ”

Seeing that the duel was over, the judging elder stepped forward to separate the two people who were 'point to point' and announced the result.

"The Qingying Sword Sect Dao Zangfeng dialect, win, Ziyuan Sect Shen Yi eliminated."

Fang Yan took away the heavy sword, took out the spirit fruit prepared for Lian'er from the Qiankun ring, and walked while gnawing on it.

Facing the audience's pointing, she took the time to wave her hand and beckoned, "Let's go, see you tomorrow." ”

“……”

Fang Yan was about to go back to the house to breathe, but he met Master Zheng Yin who was waiting there outside the house, and looked left and right unobtrusively, and there were fellow disciples meditating and practicing qi in the room next to him, so he put down his heart and walked over.

"How~! Uncle, are you back? ”

Zheng Yin looked at the little apprentice who gnawed the spirit fruit, and said with a gentle smile: "It's not bad to be in the top fifty, but it will be more and more difficult to beat in the back, you have to come on." ”

Fang Yan pretended to be unintentional and asked: "Click~!" Not...... Uncle, what are you doing? ”

Zheng Yin shook his head and smiled, and said meaningfully: "I went to the northwest, went to the Great Snow Mountain, and finally went to the capital, and made some deals with others, if nothing else, the disciples of the Immortal Dao Alliance in the capital will come back soon." ”

Fang Yan's heart turned over the river and the sea, but her face was not obvious, she was still gnawing on the spirit fruit, she had already eaten several.

"That's a good feeling......

Zheng Yin took out an ancient bamboo slip from the Qiankun ring and handed it to Fang Yan.

"The Bamboo Book Chronicle of the Incense Shinto Period, there are things you want, and you can practice natural powers."

Fang Yan was stunned, threw away the spirit fruit, took the bamboo slip, and asked in disbelief: "How to cultivate the power of the soul?" ”

Zheng Yin explained: "There are many ways to cultivate the power of the soul, among which the Twelve Volumes of the Ghost King Sect were the most famous. ”

Fang Yan understood, nodded and said, "But the method of cultivating innate supernatural powers must be able to cultivate the power of the soul, right?" ”

Zheng Yin smiled: "Smart, a little bit is thorough." ”

I flipped through the dialects, but I didn't see any place in the bamboo slips where the cultivation tips were recorded, so I couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, are you fooling me?" Or have you been deceived......"

Zheng Yin smiled and pointed to the sky.

Fang Yan asked puzzledly: "What do you mean, do you want to say it clearly?" ”

Zheng Yin waved his sleeves, turned to leave, and said with a smile: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

Fang Yan looked up at the sky, pinched his fingers and calculated, and muttered in his heart: "In terms of calculating heavenly machines, you and I are powerful." ”

……

Half a day after the calculation, the dialect was stupid, and there was nothing else but the troubled times coming.

Scratching his scalp, the dialect was unwilling, and continued to calculate, but he was warned by the spirit immortal of the lottery who had not appeared for a long time, saying that he could not continue to count, involving the secrets of the world and the fairy world, and it was easy to expose its existence by snooping on the secrets without authorization, and there would be a catastrophe at that time.

But the spirit of the sign gave a hint, "If I guessed correctly, it can involve unspeakable secrets, it must be related to the dragon, and it must be the next dragon Five Elements Exercise is about to be born." ”

Fang Yan knew that there was a lot of information hidden in Changsheng's words, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts and was a little distressed.