"What a big hand, it turned out to be a heaven-level spirit treasure!"

The extraordinary feather fan came out of the sleeves, and all the disciples took a deep breath when they saw it, and exclaimed again and again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For ordinary disciples, even if it is a three-grade spiritual treasure that has just entered the stream, it is extremely rare, and a first-grade spiritual treasure is only available to inner disciples, and even personal disciples have the opportunity to get it, even if it is a few immortal masters who are in the Xuanyang realm, most of the spiritual treasures used are the peak of a first-grade product, or a half-step heavenly step, which shows how rare this heavenly spiritual treasure is.

Half a month ago, when the disciples were in the Shuyun Conference, the only heaven-level spiritual treasure they had seen belonged to the Qixuanbao Qin used by Su Qian'er, but the Qixuanqin was the treasure of the town pavilion that was passed down in the Qingyu Pavilion, and it was also thanks to Qin Yue's love for Su Tian'er that he was willing to give such a treasure to Su Qian'er for use.

But in the hands of the notorious smiling fox in front of him, it was a heaven-level spirit treasure!

When Dong Lushan saw the feather fan in Liu Mofeng's hand, he couldn't help but look gloomy, and asked softly: "This feather fan should be the one that Senior Brother Murong used back then." ”

When Li Qiuyue saw the feather fan, there was also a trace of waves in her eyes, she pursed her lips slightly, and nodded: "It is the one that the master used back then, when Liu Mofeng sent a disciple, the master saw that his talent was good, so he gave him this fan." ”

Dong Lushan sighed faintly: "Senior Brother Murong has always cherished talents, but it's a pity that he gave this fan to such a sinister person who has a twisted mind and is good at killing fellow disciples." ”

Ji Zixuan on the side also shook his head, and sighed softly: "The most pity is that Senior Brother Murong, in order to find the avenue of cultivating immortals, traveled to Nanxuan, was seriously injured by the hateful Nanban Xiaoxiao, and sat on the top of Tianzhu Peak, if Senior Brother Murong is still alive, I am afraid that the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the Barbarian Cloud Sect and the like, will not dare to blatantly eyeing Shuyun like now." ”

Li Qiuyue didn't speak, but when she heard several pavilion masters talking about her master, she couldn't help but have a look of loneliness in her eyes.

Qin Yue glanced at Li Qiuyue, his eyes were gentle: "The immortal road is long, even if you can stay away from the world, sick and old, but it is not enough to stay in the world for a long time, how can you be jealous of talents...... However, it is also a great blessing for Shu Yun to have a disciple of Qiu Yue under Senior Brother Murong with such talent. ”

Ji Zixuan looked at the two people on the Lingwu platform and smiled with relief: "Shuyun has been three thousand years, things are not people, but to make Shuyun rise, romantic characters should not look at the past, they should look at the present." ”

Dong Lushan also nodded and smiled: "Then let's look at the personal inheritance of Tang Yi's disciples, how many catties and taels can be had, how to win the Lingbao with mortal iron!"

Qin Yue and Ran Ping also nodded, Suo Yunge, a personal disciple who did not play cards according to common sense, really gave them a lot of surprises, so today with the mortal iron sword against the Heavenly Rank Spirit Treasure, they also want to see who can be better.

Chu Tianqing, who was in the field, held an iron sword in his hand, ignored the surrounding discussions, and looked at Liu Mofeng with an indifferent face.

Liu Mofeng held the feather fan and sneered: "With that scrap copper and rotten iron, you will defeat me in thirty rounds, your Chu Tianqing's tone is a little big." ”

But having said that, Liu Mofeng's gaze never left the long sword in Chu Tianqing's hand. Although this sword is an iron sword that does not enter the stream, it does not have the power of half a spiritual treasure, but when Liu Mofeng chased and killed Chu Tianqing, he had seen Chu Tianqing's powerful means of killing the demon beasts in the middle of the innate realm with one sword, and he did not dare to underestimate it.

But Liu Mofeng was not too nervous, even if Chu Tianqing's cultivation had climbed from the early stage of the innate realm to the middle stage, and the progress was remarkable, but everyone was also in the middle of the innate realm, and his Liu Mofeng's cultivation stayed in this realm for a longer time, even if Chu Tianqing had any strong hole cards, could he defeat him within thirty rounds?

This kid dares to boast about such a Haikou, but he is too pretentious!

Chu Tianqing laughed at Liu Mofeng's sneer, took half a step diagonally on the soles of his feet, hugged his sword and saluted, "Senior brother, please advise!"

Liu Mofeng snorted coldly, wanting to strike first, the feather fan in his hand suddenly waved, and pieces of white feathers flew around, and in a few moments, they turned into thousands of white feathers, like catkins flying snow, floating in the sky.

Liu Mofeng's mantra moved, and the thousands of white feathers suddenly froze in the air, and they turned into thousands of white feather arrows, and the feather fan in his hand waved towards Chu Tianqing, and the thousands of white feathers shot towards Chu Tianqing like a downpour.

Chu Tianqing's face did not change, he had already seen this kind of method ten days ago, at that time, it was difficult for him to resist such a fierce attack in the early stage of the Innate Realm, but after the cultivation in the past ten days, these flying feathers could no longer pose a threat to Chu Tianqing in the middle of the Innate Realm.

Chu Tianqing's hand holding the sword did not move, and with a wave of his other hand, a violent wind suddenly rose, and the wind was loaded with this majestic sword intent, scattering the flying feather arrows and dissolving them all.

When Chu Tianqing lightly defused Liu Mofeng's flying feather attack, it undoubtedly caused an uproar in an instant, and the disciples who were watching outside the audience all had a look of horror on their faces.

"Flicking your sleeves is to dissolve Liu Mofeng's murderous flying feather...... Is this person really only in the middle of the Innate Realm?"

Some of the disciples gasped and looked at this scene in amazement, their faces full of astonishment and horror.

Chu Tianqing waved his sleeves and withdrew his hand, laughed and said, "Senior Brother Liu, this feather fan is as light as a feather, soft as cotton on the body, it doesn't hurt or itch. ”

Seeing this, Liu Mofeng's expression was complicated, and his face was shocked and shocked, how could he have thought that in just ten days, Chu Tianqing's strength had been so greatly improved! Gritting his teeth, the feather fan waved again, but the white clothes in the field were stepped on the soles of his feet, and his body was like the wind, and in a few moments, he had already circled behind Liu Mofeng.

Liu Mofeng was shocked when he saw this, and immediately his body burst out of a hundred steps, and his speed was not slow, he was also in the middle of the innate realm, if it was about close combat, he was obviously not Chu Tianqing's opponent, for the sake of safety, he had to rely on his slightly superior aura to survive these thirty rounds.

But Chu Tianqing's speed was even faster, stepping on the snake's treacherous steps, his body was already urging to the extreme, and in a moment, he caught up with Liu Mofeng's figure, still holding the sword in one hand behind him, and he didn't intend to hand over this sword, but the other palm was raised violently, bringing a monstrous sword intent, and roared towards Liu Mofeng.

"So fast!"

Liu Mofeng exclaimed, his heart jumped suddenly, and while gritting his teeth and quickly retreating, he raised his feather fan and fanned out a wind blade, shooting towards Chu Tianqing.

How could the sword intent released by Chu Tianqing be so majestic, when he got the wind blade and touched the sword intent, he was directly disintegrated and left, and he was not in a hurry to attack, but took a few steps back, Liu Mofeng seized this gap, slammed his feet on the ground, and bullied forward.

"Fuyun Fan!"

Liu Mofeng let out a deep sigh, the feather fan immediately shone brightly, the glow surged, and the whole feather fan was like an extraordinary short knife, carrying a violent wind, and slashed towards Chu Tianqing with a sharp white blade.

Seeing this, Chu Tianqing did not retreat but advanced, the corners of his mouth hooked a subtle arc, and he casually flashed half a step sideways, and raised his palm.

"Smack!"

The crisp voice resounded through Lingwutai, Liu Mofeng was immediately stunned, and after a while, there was a hot pain on his cheeks, his eyes widened, and he looked at the white-clothed man with a calm face in front of him with a shocked expression.

Chu Tianqingyun smiled lightly, "This slap should be a return gift ten days ago." ”