"The sword curtain is like rain!"

Accompanied by a soft whistle from von Pers.

The golden sword stabbed out, and the sky was filled with golden light, converging into a waterfall of golden light spanning hundreds of zhang, and the light was brilliant. The golden swords are like golden meteors, chasing the front one after another, as if they are slow and urgent, cutting through the sky, extremely gorgeous, and pleasing to the extreme.

The more dazzling it is, the more dangerous it is.

This is an ordinary move in the combat technique of "Golden Wind Sword" that he has cultivated, "Sword Curtain Like Rain", which seems to be easy to come by, but it perfectly integrates the speed of the wind system and the powerful breaking power of the gold system, as well as the extremely accurate sword move control under thousands of tempers.

It seems to be an ordinary shot, but it is almost perfect.

His shots, like those of his people, reached a state of near-perfection.

The foundation cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm can display high-level combat skills almost perfectly, and there are absolutely only a handful. Among the Nine Great Immortal Sects, there are also very few ninth-level monks in the foundation building period who can easily catch his attack.

Feng Peixi's strength was far more than that of the vast majority of the ninth-level cultivators.

Two hundred zhang and one hundred zhang!

The golden waterfall flew in two instants, approaching the bitter cold, the prelude to a violent storm about to erupt. Once touched, the torrential golden light will immediately engulf the bitter cold in an instant.

Around the entire circular valley, countless monks were watching this battlefield with a disparity in strength with kind eyes, watching the performance of Feng Peixi, the senior brother of the Jinding Gate. The light on Feng Peixi's body was almost comparable to all the other ninth-layer cultivators in the foundation building period.

Although most of the monks knew that this was a one-sided battle between the Jinding Gate and the Gu Ji Gate, it was still extremely attractive to watch Feng Peixi's near-perfect move. Every time you make a shot, there will be an amazing and stunning beauty.

Of course. There are still very few monks. Didn't think this battle would end so easily.

For example, the head of the ancient machine gate.

and Ye Chen.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and looked at the battlefield. He knew very well the temperament of this fellow senior brother of the Beilu Academy, cold and silent, without distractions, devoted to penance, and walked alone. Even the lowest level of simple martial arts swordsmanship can be cultivated in the hands of Yan Han to far surpass the power of others.

within the valley.

The ice-like cold, which was as silent as an ice sculpture, finally moved. When the golden light was only twenty feet away from him, he suddenly began to fly backwards.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the huge golden sword in Yan Han's hand swung out. A golden ray slashed at the vanguard of the Golden Falls. He was originally imposing, but suddenly his edge was revealed, and a dazzling light bloomed.

"Broken!"

Drink lightly in the cold.

Between changing hands. Three golden arcs of more than 50 zhang were cut out one after another, and they crossed the Jinmang Waterfall in front of them!

"Bell, bell!"

A clear, dense golden chirp.

A golden waterfall in the sky, disappearing under his golden arc of light.

Ninety-nine bursts of golden light. Almost all of them hit the golden arc.

The figure of the ninth-layer monk in the foundation building period of the second road jumped and retreated. After a moment of fighting, he flew again and landed on the jungle floor. Except for the offensive and defensive hands, the two of them moved at a rapid speed of 200 zhang, and there was almost no change.

A near-perfect one-move offense, a near-perfect one-move defense.

Around the circular valley, countless monks who were watching the battle were taken aback, obviously not expecting such a scene. The perfect shot of the senior brother Feng Peixi of Jindingmen. It was easily resolved by the nameless monk of this ancient machine gate.

"Broken?!"

Feng Peixi's expression showed obvious surprise, although this was not his killer move. But no one could break his shot so easily.

The disciples of the Ancient Machine Sect do not pay attention to the cultivation of combat skills, and the level of combat skills has always been low.

How did this Gujimen monk in front of him do it?!

"I've been watching you for so many days, is that the only strength you have?!"

Yan Han held the golden sword in his hand and said coldly.

"What do you say?!I'm just that?"

Feng Peixi's expression was stunned, but then, an irrepressible anger gushed out from his chest.

He never imagined that he would hear such contemptuous words from the mouth of this ancient machine sect monk in front of him.

If he had heard such words from the mouth of that mysterious purple-winged monk in Wangtian City, he would have endured it. The strength of the Purple Wing Monk who stayed in the Demon Suppression Tower for as long as twenty moments was not as good as him, and it was not easy to compare.

Only that Purple Wing Monk had the qualifications to say such a thing.

But what is a mere disciple of the Ancient Machine Sect!!

actually used such a cold and disdainful tone to despise him!

"Look for death!"

Feng Peixi was really angry this time.

Bang!

"Sword aura!"

Feng Peixi burst out again in an instant, and a sky-high momentum erupted. Under the full infusion of mana, the golden sword burst out with a radiant sword light, and the indomitable sword hit the cold on the opposite side.

Yan Han moved again, this time he didn't retreat, but suddenly rushed forward, and the same sword burst out in his hand.

The two sides fought and attacked at close range, and it was only in an instant.

Feng Peixi suddenly realized that something was wrong, and secretly said that it was not good, the cold actually did not guard, but wanted to use injuries for injuries, one sword for another. Just now, Yan Han was clearly deliberately provoking him and luring him to attack with all his might.

It was too late for him to withdraw, and the skill of the cold was completely not below him. If you forcibly retreat, I am afraid that you will be immediately chased and killed, and you can only attack it with all your might.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Feng Peixi stabbed a sword ray and hit Yan Han, and the sword light from Yan Han's stabbing hit Feng Peixi's chest at the same time.

Feng Peixi was devoured, the high-level magic robe and inner armor on his chest burst, and he flew out hundreds of feet away, crashing into a large area of grass and trees, and fell heavily on the jungle ground.

Just as his sword struck Yan Han, a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from Yan Han's body.

Yan Han was struck, but he actually stood there unharmed, unharmed. He was shrouded in a thin layer of golden light armor, which was this layer of golden light armor. Completely blocked Feng Peixi's sword.

"Puff~!"

Von Percy spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, several ribs in his chest were broken, and the pain was as sharp as a knife cut, and he struggled to prop himself up from the ground, looking up at the bitter cold.

"No, how is that possible! ”

Feng Peixi's expression was shocked. Shocking. There is no way that the power of his combat skills is so far behind that of his opponent.

"The defense of the mid-level golden armor technique will never reach such an extent, even if you cultivate to the consummation realm, you will still be broken by my sword. Unless it is a legend that the golden spiritual root has reached an extremely high level, it will produce incredible mutations, and it will be absolutely protected - the Golden Divine Armor!"

Feng Peixi is a top foundation building monk in the gold system. For a moment, an extremely rare possibility was thought of, and his face turned dead.

Absolute protection, as the name suggests. It is protection that cannot be broken down.

Of course, there is also a premise for absolute protection. That is, it is limited to the cultivation of the same period.

It is also a foundation building period, and there is not much difference in the basic strength, and no matter how you fight, you can't break through the absolute protection. If it is a super-level battle like the Jindan period against the foundation building period, the absolute protection will not work, and it will be easily penetrated by the Jindan monks.

The most important thing is that the absolute protection of the Golden God Armor does not depend on cultivation at all. It's all a magical effect brought about by the spiritual root talent.

A gold-based cultivator who does not have enough spiritual root points can only cultivate the Golden Armor Technique to the realm of Great Perfection. Only the Golden Spirit Root has reached a rare and extremely high level. In order to be able to mutate into the "Golden Divine Armor" of absolute protection after the Great Perfection.

Feng Peixi never dreamed that he would actually meet an ancient machine sect monk whose golden spirit root was high enough to cultivate absolute protection in the Immortal Gate joint entrance examination.

"No—!"

"Big brother!"

"Kill back! Avenge the elder brother!"

The four ninth-layer monks who had just walked out of the Jinding Gate Foundation Building a few miles away heard the sound of the fierce battle between Feng Peixi and Yan Han, and when they turned around and saw that Feng Peixi had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, they couldn't help but be shocked and shouted wildly.

Feng Peixi is the strongest hope of the Jinding Gate, and he is also the only top monk in the foundation building period who can lead the Jinding Gate to attack the first immortal gate in Yunzhou. They didn't believe that Senior Brother Feng Peixi would be defeated at the hands of the Gujimen monks. Senior Brother Feng Peixi must have been plotted by the Gujimen monks.

Feng Peixi is seriously injured, even if he is treated within a few days, it will affect his performance, and the road to the Xianmen Joint Entrance Examination ends here.

Where did the four Jinding Sect monks bother to find other Guji Sect monks, and they suddenly turned into four swift glimpses, and slaughtered them with all their might towards the bitter cold. Four against one, no matter how powerful the foundation building monk is, it is definitely a second kill.

Yan Han glanced at the four foundation-building monks, turned around and left, rushing into a narrow mountain pass less than a thousand zhang away.

The four Jindingmen monks were furious and rushed over.

Bang!

Bang!

Suddenly, the figures of four ninth-layer cultivators of the Ancient Machine Gate Foundation suddenly flashed from the mountain pass, and with a wave of their hands, eight more Xuantie armored puppets holding giant bows appeared beside them. These Xuantie Armor puppets were all dark, and they were covered in a cold air, and they instantly opened their 90,000 catties of giant Xuantie and aimed them at the four Jindingmen monks.

"Kill!"

The bowstring trembled, bursting out eight black rays of light, and burst towards the Jinding Gate monk.

At this time, Yan Han suddenly turned around, and took four Gujimen monks to fight back towards the disciples of Jinding Sect. Without the core of Feng Peixi, the disciples of the Jinding Sect were not much stronger than the other Immortal Sect cultivators

"Von Peixi is defeated!"

"The Jindingmen monk is completely defeated!"

Outside the circular valley, more than 100,000 foundation building monks and Qi refining period monks who watched the battle were dumbfounded, and there was a dead silence. A completely impossible battle appeared in front of them.

Feng Peixi, the senior brother of Jindingmen, who is proud of the Nine Great Immortal Sects in terms of comprehensive strength, was defeated so simply!

Defeated at the hands of an obscure monk named Yan Han in Gujimen, he seriously injured Feng Peixi, the senior brother of Jindingmen, and only used one move.

This was followed by a wave of clean counter-killings, completely burying the remaining four disciples of the Jinding Sect.

Yan Han "killed" three Jinding Sect disciples with the power of one person.

The disciples of the Nine Great Immortal Sects all felt a chill to the bone.

This monk who had been hidden in the ancient machine gate for a long time was born out of thin air, and under the careful calculation of the enemy, he sniped Feng Peixi, the hottest Feng Peixi on the individual ranking of the Xianmen Joint Entrance Examination.

The most terrible thing is that this cold obviously has the strength of no less than Feng Peixi.

Who else can stop the cold from rushing to the first place in the Xianmen joint entrance examination?!

The ancient machine door is actually about to turn over!

After a full half of the sound, countless shocked monks who were watching the battle broke out into a huge uproar. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )