Fifty disciples, an average of seven places per peak, there are few people in Yuancang Peak, but they are all here. Because ordinary disciples can't fly for a long time, this trip is horseback riding.

At this time, Ling Feng was riding parallel with Ye Xiuyun, but he found Luo Feng, the great disciple of Hancang Peak, and Dugu Ao, the great disciple of Xuancang Peak. Although these two people are both strong men of the Martial Sect, they should be over 100 years old, why are they here? He then asked, "Senior Sister, why are Senior Brother Dugu and Senior Brother Luo also here?"

Ye Xiuyun smiled: "Speaking of which, it's because of you. You killed the Heavenly Demon General Ye Tianya, no matter what means you used, but it is very likely to win the championship with this combat power. The six factions deliberately boycott your participation in the big competition. Out of compromise, the teacher agreed to change the conditions of participation. As long as the disciples of the seven sects under the age of two hundred can participate, and they can use the fifth-order magic weapon divine weapon!"

Ling Feng was secretly glad that he was not careless and exchanged for the Black Dragon Lock Demon Chain, otherwise he might really capsize in the gutter.

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Since all the disciples of the Canglang Sword Sect were second-order mounts, they were extremely fast, and they rushed to Lingzhou Xuanwu Mountain at the end of the afternoon.

Xuanwu Mountain is the sect of Xuantian Dao Sect, and it is also the first mountain in Lingzhou, which resembles a spirit turtle entrenched and full of spiritual energy. Xuanwu Mountain is divided into seven main peaks: Xuantian, Xuanyuan, Xuandao, Xuanxin, Xuanzhen, Xuanwu and Xuanling. The Xuantian Peak in the middle is the suzerain's main peak, which is hundreds of zhang high, and the mountain is steep, like a pillar of the gods that stretches straight into the sky.

Ling Feng and the others from the Canglang Sword Sect came to the Xuantian Peak Hall and met the head of the Xuantian Sect.

Then they were arranged to live in Xuanyuan Peak, and Ling Feng and other Yuan Cangfeng disciples were in a separate courtyard.

Ling Feng entered the room and prepared to fuse several martial soul fragments. At this time, he had a total of thirty Martial Soul (Neidan) fragments, which he had to digest little by little. He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and with a thought, he began to fuse a fragment of Gengjin Neidan.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and he didn't comprehend the talent, only 10,000 more essence points.

Ling Feng did not lose heart, and continued to fuse a Gengjin Martial Spirit fragment.

After a while, he opened his eyes with a happy expression, because he had comprehended a fifth-order low-grade White Tiger Slaying God Sword Technique LV4. Ling Feng estimated that this Gengjin Martial Soul fragment was dropped by Bai Sheng, the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan. Although it's not swordsmanship, it's a martial king-level sword technique after all, and it's definitely worth it!

Immediately, he was ready to fuse the Xuanyin Martial Soul fragments to see if he could comprehend the powerful swordsmanship of the Heavenly Demon General and the Sword Demon.

At this moment, a voice came into Ling Feng's ears: "Ten Thousand Beast Sect Wan Jun is here to challenge!"

Ling Feng thought about it, it was estimated that he was a person who came to test his hypocrisy, so he directly ignored it, if any cat or dog came to challenge him, then he would not be able to cultivate.

At this time, outside the yard.

A handsome young man dressed in purple magic robes and with a sword at his waist standing at the door was none other than Wan Jun, an outstanding disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. He waited for a moment, but did not reply, and suddenly his face was gloomy, and he was ready to break in.

At this time, in the courtyard, Zhou Zhijie stretched out his unsheathed long sword, stopped him, and said coldly: "Since the junior brother did not agree to your challenge, how could it be done by a righteous path disciple who trespassed so much!"

Wan Jun said lightly: "As long as Senior Brother Zhou beats me, Wan will immediately turn around and leave!"

Zhou Zhijie said: "Okay!"

A moment later, the bluestone ground outside the courtyard.

Zhou Zhijie and Wan Jun stood opposite each other, gathering their breath and concentrating.

Next to him, Han Lang, Hou Dehai, Xiang Yu, Ye Xiuyun, and Sun Nanting were all there, and several disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect also came to watch the battle. This kind of challenge is not unusual. Martial Sect-level seeded players like Dugu Ao and Luo Feng will also encounter challenges, and they don't care if they are trying to get to the bottom of it.

A moment later, the two of them moved at the same time, the swords were unsheathed, blooming with purple thunder and white sword light, the swords clashed, blooming with brilliant brilliance, but they were separated at the touch of a button.

Then, the two of them changed rapidly and kept fighting. Wan Jun's sword technique carries the true qi of purple thunder, which is as powerful as thunder and mighty. Replaced by a slightly lower cultivation of the innate top master, he has already fallen.

And Zhou Zhijie's Yuancang sword technique is also extremely heavy, and he cultivates both inside and outside, all of which are close to the eight-star level, and each sword carries a one-yuan huge force, which is even more powerful than the purple thunder sword technique. If it weren't for Wan Jun's extremely fast moves, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

Wan Jun couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly let out a roar like a lion's roar, his muscles and flesh were tense, and the long knife purple thunder knife in his hand skyrocketed, and he suddenly slashed at Zhou Zhijie's long sword.

Zhou Zhijie only felt a huge force attacking, his body retreated sharply, and the long sword almost came out of his hand.

Han Lang and the others' faces changed, they never expected this person's sword skills to be so powerful.

And Wan Jun's knife technique is as fast as lightning, and he still keeps attacking.

After three swords, Zhou Zhijie was exhausted, hurriedly took the move, and the long sword was knocked away and came out of his hand.

Zhou Zhijie said indifferently: "You won!"

Wan Jun returned the knife into the sheath, hugged his fists and said, "Accept, Senior Brother Zhou, do I have the qualifications to challenge Senior Brother Lin Feng?"

Zhou Zhijie returned the sword into the sheath and said, "I hope you don't regret it!"

A moment later, Wan Jun and the other disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect entered the courtyard with Zhou Zhijie.

At this time, a white-clothed figure with a sword at his waist was standing in the courtyard, looking into the distance.

At this time, Zhou Zhijie hugged his fists and said: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, my senior brother's swordsmanship is not good, so he broke in." ”

Ling Feng turned around abruptly and said with a smile: "It's not in the way, it's just a matter of a moment." ”

Immediately, Ling Feng looked at Wan Jun and said indifferently: "You can make a move!"

Wan Jun was secretly angry in his heart, Ling Feng's expression and tone just now made it clear that he didn't take him seriously. Thinking of Lin Feng's strong record, he suppressed his anger, walked to the middle of the courtyard, hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Lin, please!"

Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, and he waved his hand: "Let's shoot!"

Wan Jun pulled out the sword from the sheath, condensed the true qi, and the blade bloomed with purple thunder.

However, Ling Feng was calm all along, did not draw his sword, nor did he concentrate his energy.

Wan Jun was the top genius of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and when he was so despised by Ling Feng, he was naturally even more angry, and shouted: "Purple Thunder Wan Jun!"

He directly urged one of the most powerful killing moves in the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, and the power of true qi and qi and blood completely exploded, slashing at Ling Feng in the air with the momentum of opening mountains and splitting stones. Before the blade arrived, a purple thunder sword intent turned into a purple thunder dragon and also invaded Ling Feng's sea of knowledge. At the same time, the Divine Weapon Spirit of the Purple Long Knife also let out a loud roar, turning into a unicorn thunder beast and rushing into the Ling Feng Consciousness Sea. This knife is a powerful killing move that perfectly integrates the ultimate move, sword intent, and soul technique. With this knife, this person has the possibility of breaking into the top ten on the list.

However, Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, ignoring the soul technique and sword intent attack, Zhenyuan condensed his fingertips, flicked his fingers, and hit the blade.

With a bang, Wan Jun's figure retreated sharply, and the purple long knife flew out.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Canglang Sword Sect all looked shocked, such a powerful move, or an attack launched with a divine weapon, even the strong people of the Martial Sect did not dare to take it empty-handed, let alone attack each other with a snap of their fingers.

Wan Jun's face was also like ashes, as if he had lost his soul, he had practiced the sword technique for so many years, but he was defeated by Lin Feng with a snap of his fingers, and it was in front of all the senior brothers, which gave him the idea of committing suicide with a knife. 9110