The colorful light mask shrouded these elders scattered in the middle, and their shock today had already used up their share of the year.

And Xuantian they could only feel a sense of despair, because with this tornado-like sword wind in the air, they couldn't resist it at all, and even their master had a hard time resisting it.

The light in Huang Fuyi's eyes is gone, if the gap is not big, and there is so much gap in cultivation between him and Zhao Lei, then he still has time.

With this kind of talent now, what does this make him do?

Zhao Lei wants to surpass him, it is not an easy thing, Huang Fuyi feels that building a foundation is just a stepping stone for Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei should go to a wider world, like the shallow water of the Spirit Jade Sect, which is completely unsuitable for captive this giant dragon.

Huang Fuyi didn't understand why Zhao Lei came to destroy his life, but he forgot that Zhao Lei didn't come by himself, he was forced to be rescued.

As for how Zhao Lei got to where he is now, step by step, it was all just luck, he was also pushed forward by the big hand of luck, but every step he took happened to make the most beneficial choice for himself, so he became what he is now.

Zhao Lei, who had already been controlled by the sword marks, could only watch the movement getting bigger and bigger at this time.

Zhao Lei glanced at Xiao Yi, whose face was getting darker and darker, and sighed in his heart.

He wanted to keep a low profile, but he didn't want to make it more and more high-profile.

Feng Qian, who flew into the air with Liang Ji, saw his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Good! Good! Good! ”

Feng Qian saw that Zhao Lei was so powerful now, and he was ecstatic in his heart, and couldn't help but say three good things in a row.

Now, if it weren't for the other elders here, Feng Qian couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl to express the depression that had accumulated in his heart for so long.

But in order to maintain the majesty of his head, Feng Qian still held back deeply.

Liang Ji's face was also full of shock, and this was also the first time he agreed with Feng Qian's idea.

The gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs, Liang Ji saw that he had lived such an empty life, and he had cultivated to dogs for many years.

And now Zhao Lei, who is so young, has such talent.

If it weren't for Liang Ji, who really had no way forward, I am afraid that he would also be jealous of Zhao Lei at this time.

Now Liang Ji has a much more balanced state of mind after the failure of the last breakthrough, and after that, he is only dedicated to the sect, as for the rest, he doesn't care at all, so he can be worthy of the ancestors of the Lingyu Sect.

One person, one heart, all kinds of people.

Such a magnificent scene, everyone has different feelings, whether it is surprise, joy, sorrow, or anger, it will not affect Zhao Lei.

Now that Zhao Lei was immersed in the sword path released by the sword marks, he was also deeply shocked when he looked at the flying swords flying in the sky.

In this scene, Zhao Lei is also under the blessing of the devouring immortals, and he can barely balance one or two, and now not only does not have any damage to him, but also deepens his understanding of kendo in this process.

If Zhao Lei can control this force, as long as he is not too high-profile and provokes the monks of the foundation building realm, he can basically dominate the Zhao country.

Zhao Lei has also been in this Spirit Jade Sect for so long, and he also has some understanding of the situation in the Zhao Kingdom's immortal cultivation realm.

A nine-rank sect like the Lingyu Sect generally has a foundation building monk in charge, while the eight-rank sect of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect that dominates a country has the Jindan Ancestor in charge.

And there are only a few foundation building monks in the land of Yifu, and the entire Zhao Kingdom combined, plus those hidden scattered cultivators, there are more than a hundred at most.

If it is the power of Jin Dan, in the Zhao Kingdom, there may be only a few in the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.

This is a general situation of the entire Zhao Kingdom's immortal cultivation realm and the monk realm.

In this situation surrounded by ten thousand swords, Zhao Lei's comprehension of kendo became deeper and deeper.

Fortunately, the sword mark is still measured, it is not making any big moves, and finally these long swords turned into a silver dragon and attacked towards the sword mound, and the long swords were transmitted to it one after another, making a clanging sound, and from time to time there were shocking sword groans echoing in the air.

Until all the swords disappeared from the sword mound, leaving only the hilt on it.

The entire sword of the Lingyu Sect was basically inserted on the sword mound, and it was still in the distance, and those disciples who didn't know what was going on at all wanted to cry without tears.

The flying sword that they had been refining for a long time had disappeared at this time, which wasted their great effort.

Some people were unwilling to follow these flying swords and also came to the Sharpening Sword Peak.

But when they came here and saw the majestic tornado made of flying swords, they were amazed, but no one spoke at this time, just quietly watching the spectacle.

When those flying swords disappeared, these disciples entered the Sword Peak and found that many elders, the head of the sect and even the Supreme Elder were here, and they immediately became nervous.

The greetings are endless.

When Feng Qian saw these people after him, he raised his right hand and waved it, signaling them to be quiet.

They saluted the elders before they set their sights in the center.

At this moment, a young and ugly figure met their eyes, and they couldn't believe that it was the person in front of them who had caused the previous spectacle.

This is completely inconsistent with their impression of the great power and image of the monk, the immortal cultivator should be immortal, not ugly like this, and there is no immortal wind and bones at all.

At this time, Feng Qian turned around and faced the other later disciples outside, with a serious expression, and said:

"Have you seen enough? If you've seen enough, let's disperse. ”

Hearing the words of the master, the others did not dare to delay, and left here one after another, not even caring about their own flying swords.

Anyway, the flying sword is there, and it will be the same if you come back to get it later, and now that the head has spoken, it will be impossible to stay here anymore.

After all the disciples had left, Feng Qian then said to the elders:

"Elders, everyone has seen Mu Xin's performance just now, and the sect will spend a lot of effort to cultivate him in the future, so tell the elders in advance, and I hope that the elders will do their best to cooperate.

Okay, Mu Xin is also tired now, Elder Xiao Yi stays, and the others go back, if there is anything in the future, I will inform the elders again. ”

The head of the sect has now issued an eviction order, and even though the elders still have a lot to say in their hearts, they have also withdrawn first, and they believe that the head of the sect will deal with these things, and then inform them.

Even Bai Shu left unwillingly.

Soon, almost all the people on the Sword Peak were scattered, leaving only Feng Qian, Liang Ji, Zhao Lei and Xiao Yi.