Chapter 110: Fierce Spirit
"Fairy River Storm"
Le Feng smiled bitterly and jumped down from the Wangxian platform, and at this moment only Nie Han and Xu Xuan were left on the stage.
The disciples of the two factions of Xingyu Mountain looked at Xu Xuan's gaze, and there was a great change, and there was a little more awe in their expressions.
Judging from the performance just now, even if Xu Xuan's strength is not as good as Nie Han, it should at least be at the same level as Le Feng, otherwise he will not be challenged by Nie Han.
"Senior Brother Nie, don't be joking, Senior Brother, I have a lowly cultivation, how can I be your opponent? Okay, I'll go back and cultivate for a while......
Xu Xuan smiled, turned around and left, wanting to leave the stone platform.
He doesn't advocate duels for no reason, isn't this a kind of full-fed support? Physical cultivation is a simple way of cultivation, through the most arduous tempering and perseverance, to improve cultivation, which is different from martial cultivation and so on.
Hold it!
Nie Han screamed in surprise, and the magic sword in his hand pointed at him from afar, and a sharp sword intent that directly urged his heart would lock on Xu Xuan.
"Senior Brother Xu, why don't you fight, what are you afraid of!"
Many Immortal Sect disciples below cheered and shouted.
"You guys stop! Senior Brother Xu has only been in the beginner for half a year, how can he be Nie Han's opponent, if it is because of impulsiveness, what kind of mistake occurs, who is responsible?"
"Hehe, I think he's scared......"
There was a lot of discussion below.
Xu Xuan was locked by the piercing sword intent, his body stiffened, and he thought: Could it be that there is a battle today?
"Senior Brother Xu, are you really scared?"
Nie Han's face was tense, his eyes were cold, and he said sarcastically.
"Scared?" Xu Xuan was stunned, and then rejoiced: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid, now you can let me go." ”
So saying, he made a gesture and left.
Such a scene made everyone in the audience stunned, and their jaws fell off.
Even Nie Han had a strange look on his face, and he was faintly annoyed.
Seeing that Xu Xuan was about to succeed and get rid of this battle, he felt a little happy in his heart.
Qiang sneered –
A sword light as a cold star slashed from behind in the blink of an eye.
Xu Xuan only felt a chill penetrating into his body, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly flashed.
Poof!
There was a sword mark several feet long on the stone platform, and everyone watching the battle couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Xu Xuan.
"Don't pretend to be garlic, you won't be able to escape a battle today. ”
The magic sword in Nie Han's hand slashed horizontally again, and the silver sè Hanxia, which was long and long, under the urging of the sword intent, seemed to turn into a huge divine soldier that opened the mountain and cracked the ground, and its momentum flattened Mount Tai.
Such a sword was more powerful than any sword from the previous Battle Le Peak, and it truly emitted Nie Han's endless domineering sword intent.
Xu Xuan was locked by that powerful sword intent, it was difficult to dodge, and he deeply felt that this sword was so powerful that it could even threaten his own life.
A nameless anger rose in his heart, this Nie Han was too self-righteous and difficult for a strong man.
That anger suddenly urged the essence and blood in the body, and derived a powerful spiritual anger, and the void around the body suddenly resounded like a dragon's roar, and in an instant, all the living beings around were terrifyingly quiet, and they were filled and suppressed by a formless and qualitative spiritual anger.
That spiritual anger, like the roar of the ancient heavenly dragon, will destroy the heavens and the earth, and make the whole world miserable, so as to appease my anger.
Call!
Xu Xuan's skin all over his body was glowing with a bronze luster, and immediately a pale red aura rose, a fierce and tyrannical aura, which spread all around under the threat of the boundless dragon's fury.
Looking at the Xianmen disciples around Xiantai, they held their breath one by one, only to feel a hot and dry heat, which was both mentally and physically, and the pain was unbearable.
The figure of the young man on the stone platform seems to have become the only "person" between heaven and earth, tǐng is like an ancient barbarian king, and his every move affects heaven and earth.
Physical cultivation, without borrowing the power of heaven and earth, but can communicate with heaven and earth with itself, and influence heaven and earth, which is a kind of simplicity, and directly points to the height of the essence of the avenue.
In the face of this dragon-like anger and the general trend that affects heaven and earth, Nie Han's infinite sword intent, which originally seemed to be able to break mountains and rivers, was suddenly contained, and the sword of the rainbow that would win also seemed a little thinner. It itself has not been weakened, but the target of the attack seems to have become the only existence that coexists with heaven and earth.
Say it's too late, then it's too fast.
□ sneer~~
A red and dazzling palm fiercely grasped the sword that Nie Han slashed from behind.
In an instant, a blazing wave of fire and cold sword qi intertwined, forming a cold and unhot wind, roaring and rushing in all directions. ..., below Wangxiantai, the cultivator was almost restrained from breathing, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and he hurriedly used his mana to resist, this impact of Yu Bō was not the Gangfeng itself, but the terrifying power that rushed straight to the level of Linghún.
Yang Xiaoqian's face was pale, as if she was facing an overwhelming glacier collapse and a roaring volcanic eruption at the same time, she gasped again and again, used her mana to protect her body, and even closed her eyes to block her senses, and this pressure was mostly dissipated.
"This Xu Xuan has actually comprehended his own Dao! This martial will is no longer inferior to Nie Han, and it is even more violent and terrifying......
Senior Brother Yun, who looked at Sendai with a kick, was surprised and lost, but his heart was inexplicably lost.
As a senior brother of a faction, he is a talented cultivator, and he is superhuman, so he should have looked down on the senior brothers below. Perhaps Lefeng's superior performance may threaten its position, but it is only possible.
At this moment, Xu Xuanzhan's cultivation and potential have reached the point of competing with Sword Sect Nie Han, and it is bound to be a martial arts wizard that is rare in a hundred years, and this momentum has surpassed him, the senior brother of his own sect.
On the lookout platform.
"You're really strong...... It's even scarier than I thought. ”
Nie Han's eyes flashed with a terrifying sword intent, and his hand clenched the magic sword, trembling slightly, no matter how he urged the sword intent, it was difficult to advance.
The opponent's hand, like an iron pincer, bit his sword to the death, and there was a violent anger that destroyed the world and impacted his sword intent.
Xu Xuan on the other side, his whole body was cold and stinging, as if he was in the overwhelming roar of the ice wind, he poured the yuan power and physical strength of his whole body into his hands, but he was able to block the sword that slashed the sky and the earth.
At this moment, the confrontation between the two has crossed from the level of ordinary strength to the level of spirit.
One sword and one hand, shaking in the void, no one can help anyone.
On the contrary, the spiritual power of the two of them became stronger and stronger, and they fought hard regardless of the cost.
Xu Xuan's whole person seemed to be in the red flamelight, while Nie Han's body was shrouded in a layer of aura like ice mist, and the two completely different genus xìng mysteries were climbing and competing in the constant washing.
At the same time, the vitality and spirit of the two of them are also rapidly depleted, and if this trend continues, the consequences will be unimaginable......
"Find a way to stop them. ”
A Sword Sect disciple exclaimed.
But the ordinary disciples on the field couldn't get close to the two of them at all. Everyone's eyes turned to Yun Yuanhang, who had cultivated to the highest level. With his sevenfold cultivation of qi refining, he will definitely be able to separate the two.
"In this kind of confrontation at this level, once I intervene, what the consequences will be, is unpredictable. ”
Yun Yuanhang's face was solemn, his eyes were fixed on the two of them, and he almost held his breath.
Many disciples of the two factions hung their hearts to their throats one by one, like ants on a hot pot, but they couldn't interfere.
Whoosh –
Among the mountains in the distance, a vague glow swept in, and it flew to the sky above Wangxiantai in an instant, and the wind was raging all around, and countless creatures trembled.
What a speed!
Everyone was shocked, the cultivation strength of the comer was unfathomable, at least above the God Refining Period.
"Hahaha...... I have a lineage of Xingyu Mountain, and there is a genius that is rare in a hundred years at the same time. But can't you turn hostility into friendship and get along?"
An old and ethereal voice came from high in the sky, like clouds and mist, and I didn't know the direction.
The two of them who were in the confrontation suddenly felt a peaceful and righteous aura, rushing into the two of them, extinguishing their anger and dispelling the sword intent. That power, vast as the sea, endless, soaring!
The two people in the confrontation were immediately rushed away, and their hearts were shocked, and they both looked up into the air.
I saw that above this Wangsendai, there was an old and old white-haired old man, with a blue and white light on his feet, like a fairy man.
Xu Xuan was taken aback.
Looking at this person's cultivation aura, it is as broad as the sea and unfathomable, and it seems that it is a few points better than the Wind Feather Palm Venerable and the Starfire Sword King.
And what really surprised him was that this white-haired old man was the old man who taught immortal knowledge on the immortal platform of the mountain gate that day. On that day, Xu Xuan's eyes widened, and he also learned about the "fairy river" for the first time.
"Who is Your Excellency?" Nie Han looked jealous, the person who came was at the level of cultivation, beyond the limit of what he could handle.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, you don't know old decay, but it's normal. However, whether the Star Feather Mountain can return to prosperity in the future depends on the two of you. ”...,
The white-haired old man looked at the two of them with a smile and praised them.
Everyone was confused, not knowing the identity of the white-haired old man, but they deeply felt the infinite breath of righteousness, and they were respectful one by one.
"You two, let's finish today. The old decay wants to warn that it doesn't hurt to have ordinary exchanges, but the power of the spiritual level is the most dangerous and unpredictable, and the slightest mistake will lead to a catastrophe that will never be recovered, and it must not be done again in the future!"
The white-haired old man said sternly.
When Xu Xuan and Nie Han heard this, their faces were also scared for a while, and they were even more curious about the identity of the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man only paused for a moment, then turned into a blurred light, broke through the sky, and disappeared into the Star Feather Mountain Range.
"Who the hell is he?"
Until the end of this wind, many people are still speculating.
"Senior Brother Xu's strength, Nie has learned it. ”
Nie Han glanced at Xu Xuan deeply and leaped down from the stone platform.
Everyone was suspicious, what was the situation in this battle?
Nie Han's face was heavy, and he hurriedly left the Fengyu Gate, silent all the way.
When he walked somewhere on the steps, the Sword Sect disciple beside him couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Nie, what was the final situation in the decisive battle just now?"
Nie Han didn't say a word, but slowly showed the magic sword in his hand.
I saw that the silver-white magic sword left a clearly visible handprint and a trace of burning.
That's it, if you look closely, you will find that with the handprint burn mark as the center, the entire magic sword seems to be faintly twisted and deformed under a certain huge force......
Sizzle!
Several Sword Sect disciples all gasped, and their faces were shocked: Is this still the power of human beings?
It's no wonder that at this moment, he is as strong as Nie Han, and he is silent, and he wants to come to Fengyumen to challenge this time, and his sharpness and strength have been greatly frustrated......
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