"Yang Feng, where is the trace of the Holy Blood? Or are you just playing this throne, and you don't want to tell me the whereabouts of the Holy Blood? ”

Gu Ling and Yang Feng stood side by side, and the words were obvious, and they were full of a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Lord Sword Spirit, I can't hide it, Yang doesn't know the traces of the holy blood."

The two of them were on the periphery of the gladiatorial arena at this time, and the gladiatorial arena was very lively, which could be described as a sea of people, and even the periphery of the gladiatorial arena was surrounded by water.

This situation and this scene added a bit of courage to Yang Fengping.

simply and generously admitted that Yang Feng had no intention of telling Gu Ling the truth.

The Holy Blood was related to whether his mother could be cured, even if it was for the sake of his mother, he must not let Shen Shuyu be hurt in the slightest.

When Gu Ling heard Yang Feng admit it, he immediately made a move, and a sword spirit that covered the sky and the sun stood majestically, and the powerful sword intent swept through the entire gladiatorial arena.

Even the people from Zhuxian University and Demon God University, who were arguing endlessly, were attracted by this sword intent.

"If you dare to lie to me, then be a perfect death!"

Gu Ling naturally couldn't really kill Yang Feng, but just used a little means to give Yang Feng a small lesson, a small punishment and a big commandment.

Inside the Colosseum.

Pan Xuanxiu's eyebrows frowned, and there was an anxiety between her eyebrows.

"Huh! Is it? ”

Yang Feng held the Spirit Shattering Sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword intent rose from his body.

The sword intent has reached the realm of transformation, and it can transform all things with one thought, and its power is not the same.

A breath of shattering the universe, collapsing order, and destroying the world met the terrifying reincarnation sword intent.

"Destroying Sword Intent?! Is it ......?"

Pan Xuan, who was originally planning to confront the people of the Demon God University, disappeared after feeling a familiar aura of sword intent.

"Teacher, the sinner has disgraced you."

I saw Ye Long, who was kneeling on the ground, slapping himself constantly, and kept saying self-blame in his mouth.

And the purple-robed man, looking at the direction in which Pan Xuan disappeared, his figure also disappeared.

"Do you think that the sword intent has reached the realm of transformation and is convenient for the sword path to be invincible? Frog at the bottom of the well! ”

Gu Ling shouted violently, and a lotus flower behind him was faintly visible.

A flawless lotus sword slowly appeared in Gu Ling's hand.

collided with Yang Feng's Spiritual Broken Sword.

Bang!

The two swords collided, causing a burst of sparks.

The Spirit Demon Sword trembled slightly, Yang Feng's mouth cracked, and he took a few steps back before he could stabilize his body.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the momentum on Yang Feng's body was even worse.

And at this moment, the battle between the two also attracted many gamblers to watch.

There is no other reason, entering the gambling stone workshop will be sealed under normal circumstances, so no one will choose to make trouble when it is the same as ordinary people.

As for dueling privately outside the gladiatorial arena, it is even more rare.

"Gu Ling, you are too rampant, eat me with a sword again!"

"Sword Breaks the Void!"

Yang Feng's sword was not stingy, and the whole body destroyed the sword intent gathered on the sword, and a sword intent slashed towards the void.

Slash towards the ancient spirit.

"A sword reincarnation!"

Gu Ling also did not leave his hand in terms of sword intent, one life and one reincarnation, one year old and one withered glory.

The four seasons are reincarnated, and the plants and trees are withered.

The endless sword intent, although it is not as domineering as the destruction sword intent, but its endless sword intent is daunting.

Stagnant!

A sword slashed out in reincarnation, and the sword broke through the void.

The two sword cultivators are both perfecting the sword intent to the realm, one thought is transformed into a thing, and the other sword is eternal.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The sword aura was agitated, the sword intent was raging, and the people who watched the battle were afraid of hurting themselves, so they all hid far away.

This time, Yang Feng had a slight upper hand in terms of sword intent, because Gu Ling also had pride in her heart, and she didn't think that her reincarnation sword intent would be weaker than Yang Feng's destruction sword intent.

"Excellent! It seems that your sword intent has really reached the realm of transformation, just now it was just a slight temptation from this seat, and in the future, this seat will not have any more hands. ”

"Sword in the lotus, ancestor in the sword, call the sword spirit, lotus out!"

Lotus, pure and flawless, covering the sky and the sun.

The moment the lotus bloomed, from the center of the white lotus, a "flawless" sword was born, called: lotus.

Suddenly, a powerful and incomparable sword spirit came out of this lotus.

The appearance of this sword spirit Yang Feng is not unfamiliar, just like a beautiful woman walking out of the Jiangnan picture scroll.

When Yang Feng saw this sword spirit, he was already planning to seek foreign help.

"Old man, I'm going to hang up your apprentice, come out and help a little."

Inside the humanoid pendant, the remnant immortal spirit spread, and he sensed several strange breaths, one of which he was quite familiar with.

"Yang boy, don't panic, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, everything is just as it happens."

When Yang Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything, but he had already greeted the eighteen generations of women of the ancestors of the remnant immortals in his heart.

Seeing the sword spirit in the lotus sword make a move, Yang Feng, who was weak and weak, felt a wave of unyielding strength in his heart.

The power of barrenness rose from the second dantian, and a wisp of barren air quietly turned into the power of barrenness.

A furious aura rose from Yang Feng's body.

"Wild Immortals?!"

The name of the desolate immortals covers the star field.

The people under his door are all supreme beings, and his combat power is even more unfathomable.

Surrounded by the ancient spirit, known as the sword ancestor, he has reached the peak of sword cultivation with a sword, and he dare not say that he can suppress the desolate immortals.

The power of desolation is its iconic signboard, and all the people of the Desolate Immortal Sect cultivate the power of desolation, of course, the premise is that there is a desolate body.

Now that he feels the aura of the Desolate Immortal on Yang Feng's body, how can the ancient spirit not be shocked, although the Desolate Immortal is nowhere to be seen, no one can shake the status of the Desolate Gate in the Star Field.

"The person behind you is a desolate immortal?"

"It's good to know, it's too late to stop, it's too late for my master to make a move, don't say that you are an ancient spirit, even your ancient sword temple, it has to be demolished."

Seeing that the other party was so jealous of the Desolate Immortal, Yang Feng did not hesitate to pull up the tiger skin of the Desolate Immortal.

"Haha! What about the desolate immortals, if you are really her disciple, how can she sit idly by, so it seems that she is too weak to make a move. Suffer death! ”

It is said that the artist is bold, although he guessed that Yang Feng may be the heir of the desolate immortal, but so what, unless the desolate immortal comes in person, she may still sell the desolate immortal a few thin noodles, otherwise he wants to deter her with an empty word,

It's inevitable that I underestimated her spirit.

"You are a cheap woman, I won't let you go."

Yang Feng saw that the remnant immortal didn't care about his own safety, and the pterosaur beast was nowhere to be seen, and at this time, a figure vaguely appeared in his mind.

Dressed in green clothes, three-foot Qingfeng, a jade pot, his face was covered with frost, domineering side leakage, no matter the rainstorm and wind in front of him, he stood in front of him.

"Huh! What the teacher promised you, I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise. ”

The corners of Yang Feng's mouth raised a touch of self-deprecation, and then turned around and died generously.

Seeing that the sword of the Lotus Sword Sword Spirit was about to fall on Yang Feng, Yang Feng didn't avoid it.

"Who dares to hurt him!"

"Qingyu, slash!"

The green jade sword, the edge of which suddenly appeared, quietly came out of the sheath, and the sword spirit radiated a dazzling green mang.

The blue light obscures the sky.

A piece of blue light armor, holding a three-foot green blade in his hand, and a chaotic green lotus behind him, the whole picture scroll made Gu Ling unable to return for a long time.

"It's the 'Qingxuan Fairy', the Qingxuan Fairy who has disappeared for decades!"

"Wow! I actually saw the goddess I had been thinking about for a long time, Fairy Qingxuan! ”

"Don't get in the way, I'm going to the goddess for an autograph."

……

"Qingxuan Fairy", a chaotic green lotus, a peerless female god of war, and a green jade sword, even if it has been hidden for decades, it is still in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is passed on by word of mouth.

"Chaos Qinglian?! Chaos Vision, who are you? ”

No one knows the origin of the Chaos Blue Lotus better than Gu Ling, because her white lotus is the thirty-six merit white lotus.

It is the same as the Chaos Blue Lotus.

She is a person from the star field, and she is noble, and she has tens of millions of years of heritage, and this achievement is reasonable, but the woman in green clothes in front of her has fluttering clothes and an indifferent expression, and the sword spirit is even more murderous.

How could an inferior planet give birth to such an amazing and brilliant daughter?

The god of war in the blue light blocks the beauties of Jiangnan.

The white light is unstoppable, the blue light is tyrannical, and the murderous aura avoids the dew.

"With your cultivation, don't you plan to give me an explanation for bullying my students like this?"

"Mentor, I, you'......"

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Pan Xuan's sleeve, his eyes full of gratitude.

Especially what Pan Xuan said before: "Who dares to hurt him!" ”

It made Yang Feng's whole person burst into tears.

and such a beautiful woman protects each other, and it is not in vain to master and apprentice.

"Little color embryo, why are you stunned, there are still two people there, are you willing to let your mentor and me fight alone?"

Although Pan Xuan's face was still cold, the tone of her voice was like that of the sister next door, which was moving.

"Don't worry, the tutor, just leave the two to the students."

Yang Feng patted his chest and promised.

Enjoying the envious eyes cast from all directions, Yang Feng can't wait to be like this every day.

When everyone heard the relationship between Pan Xuan and Yang Feng, as well as the affectionate name for Yang Feng, they were even more jealous.

"Fairy Qingxuan, she is actually Brother Yang's mentor, this Brother Yang has cultivated a blessing for several lifetimes!"

"Damn! If the building near the water gets the moon first, if it goes on like this, the Qingxuan fairy I think about day and night will be about to give hugs to others. ”

"Fairy Qingxuan, you are mine, if anyone dares to marry you, I will kill him!"

……

Everyone looked at Yang Feng's eyes, in addition to envy, there was also a touch of crazy jealousy.

It can be seen that Pan Xuan was influential in the world of cultivating immortals at the beginning, and her name of "Qingxuan Fairy" was not called in vain.

Yang Feng can be regarded as feeling the appeal of beautiful women, no wonder the old saying goes: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic." ”

It seems that the ancients did not deceive me, looking at the crazy gamblers in front of him, Yang Feng had no doubt that as long as Pan Xuan gave an order, these people would be desperate to take action for Pan Xuan.

Thankfully, these people's cultivation was sealed, so they could only stare at Yang Fenggan.

"What's the deal, the charm of the mentor, it is estimated that one person and one spit can drown me."

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the owner of the gambling stone shop and the two gamblers.

"Hahaha! Auntie didn't expect you to be here, I don't know what to do? ”

Wang Zhong respectfully saluted the ancient spirit, without the slightest shelf of the owner.

The two gamblers on the side also looked frightened, Wang Lao's aunt? What a horrible existence must that be?

At the moment, he also saluted to the ancient spirit, but he didn't know what to say, for fear of angering the other party.