"Nine Heavens Gangfeng! This is Nine Heavens Gangfeng!"

Feng Xuanyi's shocked voice came from the firebird, and he said in disbelief: "How can you cultivate the Nine Heavens Gangfeng!"

What is the Nine Heavenly Gangfeng?

Since ancient times, in order to reach the tribulation period, cultivation has begun to withstand the test of heavenly tribulation. The www.biquge.info of writing, fun, and pavilion will suffer different calamities depending on the person's practice.

The most well-known is the thunder tribulation, the most terrible is the love tribulation, the most painful is the fire tribulation, and the most difficult is the wind tribulation.

The wind tribulation comes from above the nine heavens, scraping the bones and eliminating the soul, and the main injury to the original god. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many monks with great supernatural powers and great realms have fallen under the wind calamity, and their souls have been scattered, turning into a pile of white bones.

The Nine Heavens Gangfeng is so dangerous, who can fly above the Nine Heavens to collect the Gangfeng to teach him to practice?

Immortals may not dare to go!

Feng Xuanyi looked at Jiang Lin's simple and mischievous appearance, and didn't seem to know what a terrifying killing weapon he had!

Behind this teenager, there must be a terrifying master!

It is not wise to fight him.

Feng Xuan's mind was like electricity, and in a blink of an eye, he had made up his mind, he stood up to Gangfeng and shouted: "I surrender! I admit defeat! Please take back Gangfeng!"

Jiang Lin, who was afraid of being in the limelight, couldn't hear his words, and Feng Xuanyi even spread his wings and reluctantly made a kneeling motion.

It's just that the wings are spread out, and half of the feathers are missing under the roar of the wind.

This is the power of the primordial gods, and the gale that can hurt the primordial gods is nothing but the Nine Heavens Gangfeng!

When Jiang Lin saw his appearance, he sneered, waved his hand to remove Gangfeng, and in an instant, the wind dissipated, and the disciples who were blown to the point of dizziness fell from the sky one after another, falling unconscious.

Feng Xuanyi stood up tremblingly, and before he could speak, Jiang Lin covered his mouth and laughed into tears: "You...... You look like the braised chicken sold in the store now!"

Feng Xuan looked down and saw that his firebird primordial god was blown by the wind of the Nine Heavens. All the feathers are gone with the wind, and I don't know where they land, and it does look like a braised chicken.

He turned to look for his own body, and was shocked. In the violent roar of the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, those white clouds did not move at all, and even the body inside him was intact, floating quietly in the sky.

What a terrible spell!

For the previous move of choosing to surrender, Feng Xuan was much more at ease.

It seems that this young man is a peerless genius cultivated by Kunlun, no wonder Chen Shuyi is in a slump, and he is far from the heroic spirit when they met back then. It turned out that Kunlun Mountain no longer attached importance to him, and turned to cultivating this new generation of geniuses.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach. Feng Xuanyi suddenly remembered this sentence, and felt close to what happened to Chen Shuzhi.

He bowed his head to Jiang Lin and said: "Your Excellency's supernatural powers are world-famous, Xuanyi is ashamed of himself, I don't know if I can tell my name, I am also willing to lose." ”

Jiang Lin hesitated: "That, let me tell you, you won't come to seek revenge, right?"

Feng Xuanyi smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency's strength is a hundred times better than mine, how can Xuanyi have the courage to seek revenge against you." ”

Jiang Lin let out a sigh: "It's good not to seek revenge, I'm annoyed that there are always people with me, and I don't know what to do with them." ”

"My name is Jiang Lin," he said with a smile, "Jiang of Jiang Country, Lin of Qilin." ”

......

"Jiang Lin!" Outside the Mixed Yuan Peak, An Zhiming's fist clenched loudly, and he said with a hideous face: "Sure enough, it's her!"

Wang Wei also looked at the light curtain with resentment, the reason for the split of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance back then was that Jiang Lin was in trouble and seriously injured the leader of the alliance, Han Sheng!

After the resentment, his eyes became complicated again: If there was no Jiang Lin, the alliance leader would not be seriously injured, Brother An would not clean the dregs, the alliance leader would not expel Brother An, everyone would be buried in the fire together, and the current Scattered Cultivation Alliance would naturally not exist.

Misfortune and blessing relied on, and the wrong things Jiang Lin did back then instead fulfilled An Zhi's fate and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

"This slut!" An Zhiming calmed down, but his tone was still cold: "No wonder I can't find her all these years, hehe." As a disciple in Kunlun Mountain, and also practiced such a spell, this Jiang Lin is really powerful, and she is afraid that her life has been very comfortable over the years. ”

"Xiaowei," An Zhiming said: "Inform the Sky Net buried in Kunlun Mountain, spread all kinds of deeds in front of Jiang Lin, remember to add oil and vinegar." I look at her clothes, I'm afraid that she hasn't exposed her daughter's body yet, so I advertise that she relied on hue to enter Kunlun to learn spells. Before that, he was a prostitute of Yunhai Sect, insidious and vicious, with no bottom line. ”

Wang Wei's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The subordinates obey the order." ”

An Zhiming exhaled for a long time, as if he wanted to spit out all the depression he felt when he saw Jiang Lin. He looked at the east side of the light curtain, where the alliance leader had rested for half a day, and now Kunlun and Kongtong were both defeated, whether they could get out or not, Shushan would win this time.

The leader of the alliance is always so strong, looking at Han Sheng, who was meditating and practicing qi, An Zhiming's mood became happy.

I really want to meet him soon and tell him that Xiao Ann has lived up to your expectations!

......

In the world of 100 scenes, on a small island deep in the East China Sea, a group of people from Shushan are resting and meditating under the shade of a tree.

A disciple hurriedly ran over and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Daoyun, Senior Brother Daoxuan, look outside." ”

Daoyun and Han Sheng opened their eyes, and Daoyun asked, "Has anyone been chasing after you?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "No, it's the wind, it's such a big wind!"

"Wind?" Dao Yun was stunned.

Han Sheng stood up and said, "I'll go out and have a look, senior brother, you are guarding the camp here." ”

Daoyun nodded, and the disciple also followed Han Sheng out and pointed him in the direction.

The disciple said, "It's in the southwest direction." I was looking in the bushes, when I suddenly noticed a red glow in the southwest corner of the land we had come from. I just lay down on the tree and watched, and it didn't take long for the sky to turn yellow, and there were a lot of small dots flying, maybe stones. It wasn't until even the treetops on my stomach began to shake that I realized that the air currents were constantly surging there from all directions, and there must be people with great magical powers competing for mana!"

Han Sheng frowned, he was an ethereal body, and he was very familiar with the aura of heaven and earth. Such a violent fluctuation of wind system aura is definitely beyond the control of ordinary monks, is Kongtong Kunlun already strong to this extent?

How can this be played? The collective competition can still win with more enemies and fewer enemies, and win with speed. Once you reach the individual competition, you will definitely lose if you are tough with those peerless geniuses.

Up to now, the only way to win the championship is to learn Tian Ji horse racing: use your own masters to fight the opponent's ordinary monks, use your own ordinary monks to fight the opponent's weak, and use your own weak to fight the opponent's masters!

Even so, it was difficult to get the title, but this is already the biggest hope.

Han Sheng patted the disciple's shoulder and said softly, "I'll go over there to find out the information, whether I come back or not, don't act rashly." If I make a straight line in the sky, it means that there is danger, and you stay here, and if I draw a circle in the sky, it means that you can come. ”

The disciple was stunned and said, "What if there is no straight line and no circle?"

Han Sheng scolded with a smile: "Stupid! That means I'm still investigating, just stay honest!"

The disciple smiled innocently, suddenly hugged Han Sheng, slapped him on the back and said, "Senior Brother Daoxuan, be careful all the way!"

Han Sheng's body stiffened suddenly when he was hugged, and he instinctively wanted to fight back, realizing that it was just an ordinary hug, and relaxed again. It's just that there is a sour and astringent and warm emotional surge in my heart, is this the friendship of the same family?

Han Sheng found that he liked Shushan more and more.

......

When flying over the ocean, the sky in the southwest corner gradually cleared, which means that the wind has dissipated, and the master duel between Kunlun and Kongtong should be divided into winners and losers.

Han Sheng sped up his flying speed, and Shu Mountain's sword technique was also excellent, but Dao Zun never took the initiative to cooperate with the sword, causing his speed to be medium to low in Shu Mountain.

It can be understood, after all, the ancient sword venerable in ancient times must not taste good if he was trampled under the feet of his subordinates.

When Han Sheng came to the southwest corner, the first thing he saw was a field of dust and rubble. In the rubble, there were more than a hundred disciples unconscious, except for Kongtong and Kunlun. The three heads and the gourd Daoist were talking to a Kunlun disciple, who lowered his head and said nothing. To the south of the disciple, a young man in red was meditating cross-legged and recuperating.

"Kongtong and Kunlun, it's all settled?" Han Sheng looked at the two disciples dumbfounded, the young man in red had fought at the beginning of the game, so he was very impressed. But how could this emaciated Kunlun disciple look so familiar?

"Dao Xuan, don't look at it," the voice of the head of Qingsong sounded in Han Sheng's ears, "Go and call the disciples over, the game is over." ”

"Huh?" Han Sheng straightened up, glanced at the head of the sect and the elders who appeared one after another from a distance, turned around and flew towards the island.

In the words of the head of Qingsong just now, in addition to helplessness, there seems to be a smile?

Han Sheng shook his head, who can guess the mood of these big shots, he had better hurry up and complete the task assigned by the master.

As he was about to leave the land, he suddenly slapped his head and cursed, "You are a pig!

He held the immeasurable knife in his hand, and his mana poured in, turning around the sky.

The red light is magnificent, and the bright circles stay in the sky for a long time. The head and elders looked eastward, and sixty-one Shushan disciples who were alive and well drove here at full speed with flying swords.

And on the ground, Han Sheng carried the immeasurable knife and walked step by step.

The head of Kunlun Cangkong sighed: "In this competition, Kunlun admits defeat. ”

The head of Kongtong said coldly: "Kongtong also admits defeat." ”

Qing Song's face was as usual, and he said gently: "Winning or losing is a common thing, not to mention that in fact, Kongtong and Kunlun are both extremely strong teams, but the rules of this team competition, disciples who are used to fighting alone may not be very adaptable." When it comes to the individual competition, it will really show everyone's strength, and at that time, I am afraid that it will be the bottom of Shushan. ”

The gourd Taoist smiled and said: "The head of Qingsong is too modest, your two disciples are not things in the pool, and it may not be known who the flowers are!"

Qing Song shook his head and smiled: "This competition, I just want them to see the world and win the championship, haha." ”

The elders next to him also looked at each other and smiled, disapproving the words of the gourd Daoist.

A golden pill and a false pill, even if you practice some swordsmanship, how strong can it be? In the team competition, everyone is about to try, no one wants to expose their hole cards, and they want to force others to expose their hole cards.

Nalan Jia's five-color divine light was the first to be exposed, Daoyun's Bagua swordsmanship was the second to be exposed, Han Sheng's blue sea spiral strength and strange physique had also been exposed, and as for Dao Lu Daolin, Chen Shu's Feng Xuanyi Jiang Lin, their hole cards were more or less exposed.

But are these all their hole cards? No one will believe that this is just a warm-up friendly game, and no one is stupid enough to show all their hole cards just to show off the limelight.

After all, the focus of this gathering of the four immortal elites is the individual champion!

That's the real battle!