Chapter 169 The laurels belong to four

Gengjin's power exploded the true yuan cover condensed in Ling Feijun's body, and although the furious power did not silently invade Ling Feijun's body and cause him irreparable losses, Ling Feijun was still uncomfortable.

Nearly thirty percent of the power in his body was detonated by Ling Feiyang's violent tearing, and for a while, the true yuan in his body was turbulent and disorderly, and Ling Feiyang naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

The blue crystal sword that surrounded Ling Feijun's body saw the stitches, the true yuan cover broke, and the blue crystal sword went further, and the tip of the sword sank into Ling Feijun's chest.

However, after entering less than an inch, a treasure armor appeared on Ling Feijun's body surface, which was a top-grade spirit armor, but it had not been cultivated for a few hours.

This Upper Grade Spirit Armor, named Chenguang Treasure Armor, had been temporarily lent to him by a True Yuan Realm cultivator in the second chamber, only expecting him to be able to defeat Ling Feiyang.

The high-grade spirit armor is the high-grade spirit armor, and the strength of the defense is not comparable to the middle-grade and low-grade spirit armor at all.

The treasure armor emerged, and Ling Feiyang's blue crystal sword was immediately bounced out.

If it weren't for the blood that flowed from the wound caused by Fang Cai's Blue Crystal Sword on Ling Feijun's body, I'm afraid everyone would have thought that everything just now was just an illusion.

Chenguang Treasure Armor appeared, many people turned their eyes to the stands in the second room, a tall but somewhat thin young man was staring at the ring with blazing eyes, Chenguang Treasure Armor was his thing.

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Seeing Ling Feijun's hand, he not only snorted coldly and said: "Waste, it's really waste, I lent you the treasure armor for your use, and I didn't take it out until this time, stupid!"

The blue crystal sword was ejected for a few feet, and Ling Feiyang stepped forward to grab the blue crystal sword, his left hand pinched slightly, and a touch of fiery red burst out from his fingertips.

"Bake!" In an instant, the little spark rose to a fireball the size of a football.

"Whew!"

With terrifying firepower, the fireball flew towards Ling Feijun, but this fireball was not just one, in an instant, three, five huge fireballs flew towards Ling Feijun in unison.

Although this fireball was a little bigger, Ling Feijun didn't care, no matter how big this fireball was, it was just a fireball.

If it was a fireball thrown by a master of the Hua Dan Realm, he might be like a great enemy, but Ling Feiyang, the fireball thrown by this opponent whose cultivation was lower than him, could he still face it with sincere fear?

That's a joke!

Contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he swung the spirit sword in his hand to meet it, this was a high-grade spirit sword, and it was not his own.

Today's Ling Feijun is really the landlord of the land, he has two pairs of high-grade spirit armor in his hands, and there are eight high-grade spirit swords, which he couldn't touch at all in the past.

Although he has the cultivation of the True Yuan Realm, he is not the son of Ling Hengjun, but just a nephew, and his father's status in the first room is not very high, and the best thing in his hand is just a pair of medium-grade spirit armor.

Now that he has the support of many rich men in the clan, his waist has also hardened.

The high-grade spirit sword he was holding in his hand had been lent to him by a True Yuan Realm monk in the seventh chamber.

Someone in the seventh chamber lost to Ling Feiyang, which made the seventh chamber feel very shameless, so when fighting against Ling Feiyang, the seventh chamber also contributed.

A young man from the True Yuan Realm sitting in the grandstand of the seventh room couldn't help but have a look of joy on his face when he saw Ling Feijun take out his spirit sword to face the enemy.

It's a pity that this joy only lasted for a short time, and suddenly turned black at the bottom of the pot.

The seemingly inconspicuous fireball collided on the top-grade spirit sword and was not directly split, but caused some damage to the spirit sword.

The original silver spirit sword became unbearably hot after being hit by three or five fireballs, and Ling Feijun's hand holding the spirit sword felt like it was about to be roasted.

The top-grade spirit sword was like a hot potato in Ling Feijun's hands, and Ling Feijun wanted to throw it out several times, but in the end he held back.

The fireball made the spirit sword red, and it also played a certain role in transformation.

Ling Feiyang swung the blue crystal sword out again and collided with the high-grade spirit sword.

The result of the collision between the blue crystal sword infused with the power of Gengjin and the high-grade spirit sword that was damaged and softened by the samadhi spiritual power can be imagined.

"Click......" A not very loud voice sounded in the chaotic ring.

After the two fought for a round, there were two more small gaps in the top-grade spirit sword in Ling Feijun's hand.

This made the True Yuan Realm disciple in the seventh room feel distressed, he lent Ling Feijun the spirit sword to be angry, but he returned out of anger, but he kindly lent you the spirit weapon, but you broke it for me, how does this mean?

"You have to pay for it, if you don't give me an explanation, I'm not done with you!" muttered the young monk of the True Yuan Realm in the grandstand of the seventh room, the cup he was holding in his hand had already turned into powder.

The corner of Ling Feijun's eyes coldly saw the gap on the sword and couldn't help but twitch, this Nima thing is not his own, even if it is his own, you will have to feel distressed, and now this thing is still borrowed.

Trouble must be indispensable, it's okay to say that Ling Feiyang won, but if he loses, the compensation for the damage of this high-grade spiritual weapon alone will cost him his life.

He didn't have much assets, and if he wanted to compensate for the damaged high-grade spiritual weapon, he would have to sell a medium-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, to say the least.

Ling Feijun's heart was bleeding.

He stared at Ling Feiyang and shouted in a low voice, "What do you mean by destroying my spiritual weapon?"

Ling Feiyang looked at his spiritual weapon, and after looking at Ling Feijun's spiritual weapon, he laughed softly: "Hehe, this sword of mine is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and your sword is also a high-grade spiritual weapon, after the collision of the two high-grade spiritual weapons, mine is intact, but yours is damaged, I'm afraid this spiritual weapon of yours is not your own, right? Did you buy it? Then let me tell you, you have fallen for the profiteer."

Let me tell you, the businessmen of the cultivation world have the same virtue as the businessmen of the mortal world, as the so-called no traitors are not businessmen, you have to be careful when you buy things in the future, I have also suffered a lot of losses, this profiteer is really hateful......"

"Hahaha, okay, a good person who is not a traitor, a businessman, and a person who cuts corners, this group of people is definitely a veteran. Ling Aoxian echoed.

For the treachery of profiteers, Ling Feiyang has suffered from it, that drunken Taoist is too treacherous, there are undeniable good things in the things he sold to Ling Feiyang, but in addition to good things, there are a large part of the tattered fakes.

There was actually one-tenth of the fakes in the four-grade spirit runes, which were disguised as counterfeit by the first-grade spirit runes.

Ling Feiyang inspected the treasure he had bought from the Dudrunken Daoist from beginning to end.

No matter what it was, the elixir spirit rune material, everything, none of it was completely free of fakes.

There are more or less certain fakes, and Ling Feiyang also deeply admires them when the business is done.

can make good things and make fakes, if all this is from the hands of the Dudrunken Daoist himself, then this Dudrunken Daoist can really be called a grandmaster in this way!

Ling Feiyang greeted the drunken Taoist from side to side in his heart.

"Ah, hmm, which fairy girl misses me again?Hey, the world is free, the red dust is long, where is the fate of the old way......" On the edge of the Gobi Desert, an old Taoist with a wine pot on his waist was extremely coquettish, and narcissism had no lower limit to muttering to himself......

Ling Feiyang's hand just now made Ling Aoxian, who was sitting on the high platform, shine again, his divine sense had never left Ling Feiyang and Ling Feijun, which showed how much attention he paid to this battle.

The love for Ling Feiyang could also be glimpsed, and the aura emanating from the fireball just now made him keenly perceive it.

This fire spiritual power is so domineering and strong, and it is not inferior to the power of Gengjin, and it can be cultivated together with the power of metallic Gengjin and the powerful power of the fire attribute, if it is not an extremely clever cultivation technique.

That Ling Feiyang is self-defeating.

The two opposing forces cultivated together, the danger can be imagined, and it is also gratifying that Ling Feiyang can get this rest, everyone has their own secrets.

However, Ling Aoxian planned to find time to talk to Ling Feiyang, after all, once the two opposing forces clashed, the power would definitely make Ling Feiyang die in an instant.

The power of Gengjin is extremely domineering, if the power of Gengjin is out of control and explodes in the body, how can it be controlled by Ling Feiyang's micro-cultivation.

As for what kind of flame it was, he didn't recognize it.

Because the exercises he cultivated had nothing to do with the fire attribute exercises, he mainly cultivated the Nine Dragons Technique, which was the practice practiced by all the descendants of the Ling family.

Although Ling Feiyang's qualifications are extremely poor, of course, it was Ling Feiyang in the past, but after a certain period of time, he will also be taught the Nine Dragons Technique.

The descendants are all qualified to cultivate the Nine Dragons Technique, which is the foundation of the Ling family.

In addition to cultivating the Nine Dragons, Ling Aoxian also cultivated the inheritance he had obtained from an ancient cave mansion.

He could recognize the power of Gengjin and it was not unrelated to the inheritance he had received.

Ling Feijun and Ling Feiyang fought elbows everywhere, although his cultivation was higher than Ling Feiyang, but what if he was only cultivating high, his methods were not as clever as Ling Feiyang, what was the use of having a realm of cultivation.

It's like an adult with a strong man's physique but only an idiot-like mind, and Ling Feiyang's physique may not be as strong as a strong man, but he has a flexible mind and agile skills.

After the battle went on for a while, Ling Feijun couldn't bear it anymore at all, if he continued to fight, losing would be his only destination.

A touch of determination flashed in his eyes, he patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, and several flying swords flashing with spiritual light **** came out, and the monks in the audience and in the stands could also see clearly, many of these spiritual swords were the belongings of the famous genius disciples of the Ling family.

Now they were all gathered in Ling Feijun's hands, which made the discussion in the school field a little louder.

However, what Ling Feijun had to do surprised everyone.

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