Chapter Ninety-Nine: Kaishu
I was slapped inexplicably?!
Liu Mofeng was stunned by this slap, and only came back to his senses after a long while, stretched out his hand to cover his face, and felt the hot pain on his face, not a taste in his heart, but he couldn't pour out the bitterness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He covered his hot face, stared at Chu Tianqing in front of him with wide eyes, and saw him smiling leisurely, holding the sword behind his back with one hand, and even more dexterous with the other hand.
After Liu Mofeng's offensive was easily defused, even an ordinary monk could see the gap between the two in front of him.
Although the cultivation of the two of them was in the middle of the innate realm, and even the time for Liu Mofeng to enter the middle of the innate realm was longer, but when it came to strength, it was Chu Tianqing who had the upper hand.
"What a fast body, this year's Chu surname is the head, it's not simple. ā
Some disciples with extraordinary eyesight were a little surprised and admired, they were able to gain the upper hand when their cultivation was slightly inferior, and avoid Liu Mofeng's attack like a leisurely stroll, which was not something that anyone could do.
Among the disciples of Lingwutai's outer view, many senior brothers with older qualifications were even more impressed by it:
"I didn't expect that this Suoyun Pavilion's personal inheritance would have such a strong strength, and he could outperform Liu Mofeng, who had just entered the middle of the Innate Realm, with his cultivation that had just entered the middle of the Innate Realm for a long time, it was really powerful!"
In the discussion, there was no lack of mocking words: "Hehe, it seems that this Liu Mofeng is going to fail miserably on the Lingwu Platform today, Fang Cai's move, but he has to lift the stone at his feet." ā
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The exclamations and discussions outside the field were endless, but when they reached Liu Mofeng's ears, they were particularly harsh.
As Liu Mofeng, who is the personal legend of Shuyun, is extremely talented, even if he looks at Shuyun for a hundred years, he can be regarded as a rare genius, even when he just worshiped under Shuyunmen, he is also like the stars holding the moon, where has he been humiliated by being slapped by someone raising his hand?
Liu Mofeng gritted his teeth with hatred, a hideous look climbed on his face, and his face was hateful, "Chu Tianqing, I'll kill you!"
Liu Mofeng's miracle ring was a deep roar, and then his fists were clenched, and his nails pierced into the flesh, allowing the blood to flow out and stain the white wings of the feather fan.
And the feather fan, as if it had spirituality, actually absorbed all the blood flowing out of Liu Mofeng's palm, and the luster on the feather fan gradually changed from the original pure white to a light red color.
A crazy smile appeared at the corner of Liu Mofeng's mouth, his face was hideous, and he simply pointed his fingers as straight as a sword, and suddenly cut a hole in his palm, and blood gushed out from his palm, spilling on the feather fan.
In an instant, the feather fan was dyed a crimson color, and the red glow surged, which was very extraordinary.
Chu Tianqing's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure took a few steps back, the long sword that was carried behind him was already clenched in his hand, and when he glanced at the red feather fan, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.
"This Liu Mofeng is going to be real!"
The disciples under the Lingwu Stage, when they saw Liu Mofeng offering the feather fan, they couldn't help but be shocked, and their exclamations were repeated.
"Liu Mofeng's murderous feather fan, since it can be known to all the disciples in Shuyun Sect, it will inevitably have its strength, besides, how can this heaven-level spirit treasure only be so powerful?"
This disciple's words hit the nail on the head, at the Shuyun Conference half a month ago, the Qixuanqin used by Su Tian'er was also a heaven-level spiritual treasure, although the original power was not bad, but if you talk about the true power of the Qixuanqin, it has to belong to the Qixuanyin of this qin.
At that time, in the battle of Lingwu Tai, although Su Qian'er could not stimulate the seven killing moves of the Qixuanqin by cultivation alone, he could use the means of sacrificing essence and blood to forcibly exercise the killing moves of the Lingbao, which was very powerful.
And right now, the feather fan in Liu Mofeng's hand has changed from pure white to red, which is the same reason as Su Qian'er, he wants to nourish the feather fan with his own essence and blood, and then use the feather fan to make that powerful killing move.
Looking at Su Tian'er on the Lingwu platform, when she saw the feather fan, her delicate willow eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly, turned her head to look at the middle-aged man in gray robe with a calm face next to her, and asked, "Uncle Tang Yi, it seems that Liu Mofeng is going to use a killing move, can he really stop it?"
Tang Yi, who was dressed in a gray robe, smiled noncommittally: "If you look at it, you will know." ā
Looking at the expression on Tang Yi's face, he obviously had great confidence in Chu Tianqing, how could he not know how many catties and taels his own disciple had?
After experiencing that Kyushu conference, Chu Tianqing not only had a strong heart and perseverance far beyond other disciples, but this body was tempered in that conference, and it was bound to not be weak. Previously, if he had used his cultivation in the early stage of the Innate Realm, it would have been difficult to leapfrog the ranks, but at this time, Chu Tianqing's cultivation had also climbed to the middle stage of the Innate Realm, and it was not impossible to defeat Liu Mofeng.
However, since Liu Mofeng had that not weak Heaven Rank Spirit Treasure by his side, if Chu Tianqing wanted to defeat him, he would definitely not win too easily.
Su Tian'er took a deep breath, retracted her mind, and cast her eyes on the Lingwu platform again, looking at the proudly standing figure in white, the melancholy in her beautiful eyes faded slightly, she bit her thin lips lightly, her lips opened slightly, and murmured softly: "I hope he won't lose......"
muttered to herself, but Su Tian'er's pretty face couldn't help but flash a blush, which disappeared in an instant.
On the Lingwu platform, Chu Tianqing urged the snake to take a treacherous step, his body was fast, and he had already withdrawn more than a hundred steps, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking at Liu Mofeng who was holding a red feather fan.
"It seems that the killing move of this Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure also has a lot of flaws. Chu Tianqing saw the pale color on Liu Mofeng's face, and couldn't help but smile to himself.
Feeding the spirit treasure with its own essence and blood and releasing killing moves will naturally have some disadvantages, even if it is the Qixuanqin used by Su Qian'er, looking at the heaven-level spirit treasure, it is particularly not weak, but if you want to nourish it with your essence blood, it will still consume a lot of energy and aura.
What's more, although Liu Mofeng's feather fan has entered the ranks of the heaven-level spirit treasures, there is still a big gap compared to the Qingyu Pavilion's thousand-year-old Zhen Pavilion spirit treasures, so the consumption of monks is bound to be greater.
Liu Mofeng's approach was a bit similar to fishing with all his might, so he had to use Lingbao's killing move to defeat Chu Tianqing in a few breaths.
However, Chu Tianqing was also happy to be like this, after all, in this competition, if Liu Mofeng supported thirty rounds, then even if Chu Tianqing lost, Liu Mofeng's stay in the middle of the innate realm was far more than Chu Tianqing, if it was about the majesty of the aura, Chu Tianqing would definitely lose.
If Liu Mofeng is unwilling to confront him head-on, with the help of the natural advantage of strong aura, it will be a troublesome thing to drag through these thirty rounds, but now it is good, since he is angry and angry, Liu Mofeng is already planning to sacrifice this last hole card, then Chu Tianqing naturally does not intend to have reservations.
"Then you can try your hand at swordsmanship. The corners of Chu Tianqing's mouth hooked a subtle arc, and he immediately pulled out the sword, and the palm of his hand suddenly exerted force, and wisps of spiritual energy surged out from his dantian spiritual sea and injected into the long sword in his palm.
Then Chu Tianqing's divine intent sank, and a monstrous sword intent was born, and there was an invisible pressure in this majestic sword intent, which made many disciples who were weaker cultivators outside the Lingwu Platform breathe rapidly.
Liu Mofeng looked disapplieving, a hideous and terrifying smile still appeared on his face, and he called the spirit treasure in his hand with a cruel smile: "Fuyun Fan." ā
As soon as the words fell, the red feather fan trembled slightly, and the red luster on the feather fan became even more dazzling. Chu Tianqing squinted his eyes slightly, still smiled lightly with a light face, glanced at the long sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't know if it's because your Yunfu Fan's killing moves are powerful, or if my sword intent is superior?"
Liu Mofeng snorted coldly: "You arrogant little apprentice, don't you really think that the broken copper and iron in your hand can compete with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure?"
Liu Mofeng didn't think so, but there was a sneer in his heart, and he said in his heart that this Chu surname was really stupid, originally he Liu Mofeng couldn't escape being abolished and cultivated, and he was imprisoned in the forbidden place until the end of his life.
But this guy who didn't know the times not only gave him a chance to escape death, but he was so stupid as to plan to confront his heaven-level spirit treasure with that scrap copper and rotten iron.
Chu Tianqing shook his head noncommittally: "Can my scrap copper and rotten iron be compared to the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure, if I don't try it, how can I know?"
Liu Mofeng gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulged suddenly, and then he smiled coldly, obviously he had great confidence in this Yin Hong Feather Fan in his hand, even if Chu Tianqing's swordsmanship was good, he would really be able to use that poor iron sword to compare with his Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure Fuyun Fan?
It's really impossible!
It's just that when Liu Mofeng saw the calm smile on Chu Tianqing's face, he felt more and more that this person was elusive, and his heart became more and more bottomless, so he didn't dare to make a move easily, so he had to wait and see the other party, looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow!
Chu Tianqing stretched out his fingers, lightly wiped the three-foot-long sword body, and immediately raised his eyes and smiled: "I wonder if Senior Brother Liu has ever read Li Qingbai's "Tsing Yi Fu"?"
When Liu Mofeng heard this, he frowned, only to feel that the smile outlined at the corner of Chu Tianqing's mouth made people feel chills down his spine.
Before Liu Mofeng could answer, Chu Tianqing raised the long sword in his hand, "Then Senior Brother Liu, do you want to see Zhao Jianxian's demeanor when he opened Shu with a sword?"
After that, Chu Tianqing's sword rippled with a burst of blue light.
Liu Mofeng was stunned when he saw this, not only him, but even the six people on the spiritual object platform also stood up one after another, their eyes widened, and they watched the scene on the spiritual martial platform.
Chu Tianqing laughed loudly, and his demeanor was like: "My sword is called Kaishu!"