Flipping the hand print, the sea seal expanded to 10 million times, and in a blink of an eye, it was shrouded in the top of Zhen Fan's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the treasure, people seem small.

Lin Yu recalled how desperate he was when he was in the ring that day.

Zhen Fan can't look tall under the seal, but he won't become small.

Looking up at the white light, a serious look appeared in Zhen Fan's eyes.

"The power of the supreme treasure, but Er'er!" Zhen Fan smiled lightly.

Boom -

Under the thunder of the sea seal, everything is silent, and only the roar remains.

The spiritual power carried the air to form a strong wind, and the tall trees churned in the raging wind, and the dense feather leaves were stacked layer after layer, like a tide, and it was difficult to rest.

And these are nothing but in Zhen Fan's eyes?

The corner of the dark green robe loomed under the seal, and then there was a shock, the dust rose, and the wind made again.

Zhen Fan's figure appeared from the smoke and dust, still tall and handsome, and there was an extra jade flute in his hand, pale blue. Xiao is not a treasure, but it has never been given to Canghai Yin.

Cheng Nanxue's face flushed, and then she spurted out a mouthful of blood, and she was defeated.

Why did he lose, why did he lose so quickly, could this be the gap with the Heavenly Spirit Root? Cheng Nanxue was puzzled and powerless.

She lost to Lin Yu because of the exhaustion of spiritual power and the perseverance of the young man, she was convinced, but this time she was completely defeated. Two geniuses meet, and the more genius one wins, and the cruelty is nothing more than that.

"Since you lost, even someone will give it to me!" Zhen Fan was unforgiving, and attacked the fragile Cheng Nanxue again.

The jade flute turned into a sword, pointing directly at Cheng Nanxue's eyebrows.

Duh――

A blue-black spirit sword suddenly burst out, blocking the jade flute, Zhen Fan frowned, and took a few steps back before he could defend against this sword.

When he stabilized his breath, he saw an ordinary teenager in front of him. He was very surprised that he was such a young man, plain, but he felt the crisis.

Cheng Nanxue looked at the slightly thin back, and she felt a sense of security, she was no longer reckless, and retreated silently.

A blue and black long sword, who else but Lin Yu.

"She's lost, what can you do?" Zhen Fan's tone was contemptuous.

"Always try everything, and be worthy of it. Lin Yu replied.

Zhen Fan's heart was inexplicably upset, he didn't think how powerful the young man in front of him was, but he hated that kind of ignorant self-confidence.

Lin Yu was extremely serious, although the person in front of him was only holding an ordinary jade flute, but he felt unprecedented pressure, the most genius person in the Southeast Region, even if he had nothing else in his hand, he was a terrifying existence.

So Lin Yu chose his strongest method - a qi sword.

The natal spirit sword turned into qi, released from the outside of the realm, and then condensed into a blue and black sword, this is a method that the foundation building monk has mastered, and Lin Yu is already familiar with it.

The blue and black spirit sword was ordinary as usual, but the black lightning when condensed was enough to show the amazing power contained in this black sword.

This Zhen Fan recognized the famous stunt of the Jianxi Sect at a glance, but he couldn't understand why a Qi refining disciple could do it, where did this monster come out.

This time he restrained his previous ease and had to take it seriously. He put the flute under his lips and blew it slowly.

When the flute is no longer a sword, but just a flute, it becomes the most powerful magic weapon.

The sound of the flute is melodious and tactful, a period of time before it stops, the aftersound is lingering, endless, the sound enters the ears, confuses people's minds, and falls into a dream.

"Empty Xuan Xiao!" Zhong Xiaoxiao recognized this murderous magic flute and exclaimed.

The sound of the flute and the air became viscous, but Lin Yu had no distractions, and nothing could stop him from swinging this sword.

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, but the blue-black spirit sword fell from a great height.

The momentum of the sword, crushing all the magic weapon noises, arrived in front of Zhen Fan like invincibility.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Zhen Fan had to put the flute horizontally in front of him, and with the recitation of the mantra, his body became distorted and dreamy.

The green sword slashed at the jade flute, like a broken bamboo, and it was broken with one blow, but it could meet the inexplicable Taoism again, but it was stagnant.

Lin Yu didn't know what kind of Taoism this was, he didn't feel that it was unfathomable, and even had a simple and ordinary feeling, simplicity was often the most reasonable, and it was the most powerful existence.

In front of this simple Dao method, Lin Yu felt that all his means were in vain, he was as small as an ant, only in the face of heaven and earth, people had this feeling.

This is a higher-level thing, something that Lin Yu has never felt. Zhen Fan's strength has nothing to do with the spiritual root, even if he is just a mortal spiritual root, as long as he has this method, he can be invincible.

A crack appeared in the jade flute, broken into two, but Zhen Fan's surrounding Dao Law shrouded the surroundings, and suddenly, Lin Yu flew out upside down, and the green sword turned into green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Yu Xiao was defeated, but the mysterious Dao method would not be defeated, so Lin Yuche lost completely.

The people in Jianxi panicked, but in just a few rounds, Cheng Nanxue, Chen Zixiang, and Lin Yu were defeated one after another, and they couldn't even cause any harm to Zhen Fan, how strong was the handsome man in front of him.

After a few days of getting along, everyone knew that these three people were the most powerful existences in the group, and now that they were all defeated, who else could defeat Zhen Fan? Zhong Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, obviously blaming herself, if it weren't for herself, everyone would not have caused such a disaster.

"This girl, are you from me, or do you want to try my methods?" Zhen Fan asked with a smile when he saw that only Tang Yu had no intention of panicking.

"Okay!" Tang Yu replied with a smile.

Tang Yu had already drawn his sword, so this good sound meant to try it.

Lin Yu knew that Tang Yu had a sword, although she was not a sword cultivator, but she liked to carry a sword, she said that when she walked the rivers and lakes, she was a chivalrous person with a sword. Lin Yu knew that this was an ordinary sword, and according to Tang Yu, he had bought it for ten yuan at the bazaar.

Lin Yu was surprised when he saw this sword for the first time, because it was so familiar, once Tang Gongzi used a scabbard to stop Mu Xiuzhu in the ring, which was exactly the same as this one. Tang Yu hurriedly explained that his brother's one was also bought together, and Lin Yu understood the reason for familiarity.

The sword is very ordinary, it can even be said to be inferior, Tang Yu's sword moves are also extremely unfamiliar, she slanted a sword movement, and her sword fingers are high, more like an acrobatic class playing sword on the street.

Zhen Fan was a little disappointed, he thought that with Tang Yu's temperament and appearance, he would perform differently, but he never thought that it was a false show.

The sword approached Zhen Fan, it was a simple stab, and the speed was neither fast nor ruthless, so that Zhen Fan didn't even have the intention of parrying.

The sword was less than three feet away from Zhen Fan, his eyes opened in shock, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The three people in front of the spiritual vein suddenly opened their eyes and stared at the girl holding the sword in shock, as if they wanted to see a flower.

When Lin Yu saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound. This sword is very strong, so strong that people are speechless, this strength is not because of the sword, let alone a sword move, but because she is in Tang Yu's hands. This feeling is similar to Zhen Fan's Dao method before, like the existence of another realm.

It was only at this time that Zhen Fanfang understood why Tang Yu was so relaxed, the two were not in the same realm at all, he had only just touched the edge of the Dao, and she was already one with the Dao.

As soon as this sword came out, he had already lost.

Zhen Fan's body retreated rapidly, and Tang Yu's sword accompanied him like a shadow, until there was no way to retreat, Zhen Fan's body slammed into the trunk of the tall tree, startling the ancient tree with a roar, and the branches and leaves swaying.

The sword stabbed past Zhen Fan's ear and pierced into the trunk of the tree, making Zhen Fan's face pale with fright.