Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Hundred Battles Are Restored
"Zhang Baijian's situation is not good!" In the crowd, Qian Rufeng shook his head and said worriedly.
"Little money, don't underestimate the hundred blades, his swordsmanship has been mastered, and the "Seven Absolute Exquisite Towers" is also in the hall, although the realm is not as good as Yeqi, but the combat skills are not weak. Yan Beigui said softly.
Qian Rufeng saw the surprised gazes of the surrounding crowd, and subconsciously moved his steps, distancing himself from Yan Beigui.
"Let's talk well, okay! This Yeqi is different from Zhang Baijian's previous opponents, not only is his realm high, but his cultivation secret skills are also not weak, and his study is also deep. Zhang Baijian may not be pleased. What's more... Qian Rufeng glanced at Qian Rufeng's hands with fear, and continued: "What's more, there is still a magic weapon in Yeqi's hand, although it looks like it is only a first-order, but after all, it is a magic weapon, and it is not the same level as ordinary sharp weapons." ”
As Qian Rufeng said, Ye Qi has been suppressing Zhang Baijian all the time, no matter how exquisite Zhang Baijian's swordsmanship is, Ye Qi directly breaks the skill with force, one finger has a thousand powers, and Zhang Baijian is almost out of breath when he is pressed.
"Sure enough, it was suppressed! Zhang Baijian can't fight for a long time, he must find a way to win in a few moves!" Qian Rufeng analyzed.
"Indomitable!" Zhang Baijian unleashed a sword of self-realization.
A sword was swung out, like a river of ice bursting, and the water slurry bursting. The momentum of the rolling long river is formed, stretching endlessly, even after nine bends and eighteen bends, it still has a mighty momentum.
Yaqi waved his fingers, and the bell rang several times, pulling several finger marks in the air, each overlapping each other, barely making any difference.
With one finger of the immortal, the water was cut off from gold, and several fingerprints were superimposed one after another, and the power increased sharply.
"Oh no! That night qi is a weapon that wants to destroy Zhang Baiji. Qian Rufeng frowned and said hurriedly.
Zhang Baijian's footsteps changed, stepping on Xingluo to dodge Yeqi's continuous attacks, avoiding the hard confrontation with Yeqi.
Since the strength is not as good as Yaki, then the speed will determine the victory.
Xingluo step is fully open, Zhang Baijian's figure is like a ghost, he can't see the starlight during the day, and Zhang Baijian's Xingluo step naturally hasn't practiced to the extent of borrowing star power during the day. But even if it is a star Luo step that can't use star power, it's still not trivial. The speed exploded, and the long sword was even more mixed with frost marks, Zhang Baijian actually learned Yeqi's tactics, and at an extremely fast speed, the trajectory of the sword's movement was constantly superimposed, and a heavy sword qi overlapped together, almost becoming a sword gang.
There was a loud bang.
Yaqi's fingers kept trembling, and the whole person was thrown away.
Looking at Zhang Baiyi's changing figure, a trace of jealousy and mystery flashed in Yeqi's eyes.
With both hands clenched into fists, Yagi's footsteps stopped.
His fists crossed under his abdomen, then flipped and rose up, a crimson light flashing between his fists, and the scorching waves of qi began to unleash their furious breath wantonly.
"What a heavy momentum, this is such a punch method?" Qian Rufeng said.
Yan Beigui covered half of his face with a fan, and his expression was solemn: "This is the Tiangang Flame Fire Fist, which is the unique inheritance of Xingfeng, not from the hands of immortals, but it is extremely powerful and has its own lineage." Legend has it that on the day of Dacheng, two Nine Fire Flame Dragons can be sealed in both arms and trained into Flame Dragon Arms. ”
The heat wave conducted, Yeqi's body was half-squatting, and in the next moment, he jumped up, and the whole person flew towards Zhang Baijian like a humanoid missile.
The air around him became extremely hot, and Yaqi's speed was not weaker than Zhang Baijian this time, and even slightly faster.
The distance between the two was not far away, and Zhang Baijian couldn't dodge at all.
"I can only fight hard!"
Zhang Baijian ran "Seven Exquisite Pagodas" to the extreme, and "Beihai Long Whale Gong" secretly gathered the aura within three feet.
Soon.
As if he was on fire, Yeqi flew above Zhang Baijian's head, and smashed his fists down on Zhang Baijian like medicine.
Zhang Baijian's blade flickered with a cold light, and as soon as the sword qi was exhaled, it was like a Qionghua blooming.
Click!
The Hundred Battle Sword in Zhang Baijian's hand made an unpleasant sound.
His complexion changed slightly, and Zhang Baijian injected the accumulated aura into the sword blade with a spitting technique.
Qionghua rises and turns into frost fireworks.
Ice and fire meet in mid-air, then collide, burn, bloom, and finally disappear together.
Yagi's figure flipped a few times in mid-air, and then landed on the ground and stood firm, his face gloomy.
On the other side, Zhang Baijian looked at the cracked Hundred Battle Sword in his hand, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
Click!,
Click!
Click...
It was like a chain reaction, and as the first sound sounded, the cracks on the Hundred Battles Sword continued to spread.
A smile appeared on Yaki's face.
As long as he destroyed the sword in Zhang Baidao's hand, his combat power would be reduced by more than half. There is basically no obstacle to winning.
Jingling!
Jingle Bell!
Iron rings fell from the sword, and pieces of broken iron dust flew down. It's like Cinderella shedding her coat of poverty and putting on a gorgeous evening gown. The originally ugly sword bloomed beautifully in the sunlight.
This is a sword body almost transparent, like a long sword of thin ice, the hilt is like a dragon's head, the sword body is the dragon's tongue, and the sword body is wrapped with runes one by one, linked like a chain, hovering like a dragon, surrounding the long sword blooming with charming brilliance.
The surrounding crowd was stunned by this momentary metamorphosis.
"The runes are like chains, and the hooks are like dragons, this is a third-order magic weapon, and it is also the top grade of the third-order magic weapon. A voice sounded in everyone's ears like thunder.
Third-order magic weapons, for most of the people present, were almost an unattainable luxury. This is a weapon that only belongs to the lineage disciples and core elders. Ordinary disciples had no chance to come into contact with it at all.
Zhang Baijian lightly held the transformed Baizhan lightly, and seemed to feel the joy of finally liberating itself, this is a spiritual sword.
Holding a sharp weapon in his hand, Zhang Baijian was fearless, and the whole person rose up with a wave of the long sword.
"Slash!"
The long sword slashed horizontally, barely bringing a trace of light and shadow and fireworks.
Jingling!
The fist gloves in Yaqi's hands were directly shredded, and his fists and arms were covered with blood, and the blood fell like pillars, staining the ground red.
"Come again!"
Zhang Baijian puffed up, without hesitation, the peak in his hand was raised, and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, like a phoenix nodding his arm did not move, and his wrist drooped.
One by one, it directly broke the true element of the Yeqi protective body.
A streak of blood ran from Yaki's forehead directly to Yaki's chin.
Yaki's eyes finally flashed with fear.
"Kill!"
He was short, holding his sword in both hands and retracting into his abdomen, and then got up and stabbed him.
This is the most basic sword posture, but it is used by Zhang Baijian with an astonishing beauty, almost like Dao.
Yeqi opened his mouth to say something, and there was a hint of begging in his eyes.
But Zhang Baijian did not hesitate, and the sword in his hand was even more ruthless.
Burst!
No more difficult than piercing a layer of veil, Zhang Baijian's blade pierced Yaqi's throat.
The long sword was drawn, and there was not a trace of blood oozing out, which showed the speed of this sword and the thinness of Zhang Baijian's blade.
Clang!
When the sword was unsheathed, everyone present came back to their senses.
Elder Ku's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, threw a token to He Caiyun, and walked away.
He Caiyun looked at Zhang Baijian with a smile, and his eyes flashed with a different color.
Yan Beigui, Qian Rufeng and Hao Qianqian, who were outside the court, all rushed up and surrounded Zhang Baijian.
Hao Qianqian pulled Zhang Baijian even more excitedly, asking this and that, full of curiosity. Invisibly, Zhang Baijian accomplished a feat, that is, as a new disciple of the inner gate, he defeated and killed an inner sect elite who had already been in the inner sect for more than three years. It is almost equivalent to becoming the representative of the new inner disciples. In addition, Zhang Baijian's deeds in the Baiyun Secret Realm were coaxed, and Zhang Baijian's name became loud for a while.
There were also a few extremely unkind glances in the crowd that flashed and then disappeared into the crowd.
Finally appeased the excited Hao Qianqian, and communicated with Qian Rufeng and Yan Beigui for a while, Zhang Baijian began to count his spoils.
Yeqi was defeated, and everything he had belonged to Zhang Baidao.
Naturally, Yeqi's storage bag fell into Zhang Baijian's hands, and at a cursory glance, there were tens of thousands of high-grade Lingbei, and there were hundreds of medium-grade Lingbei, although there was no high-grade Lingbei, but Zhang Baijian was already extremely satisfied.
The only pity is that he destroyed Yaki's fist weapon in the battle. That's the most valuable thing in Yaki.
"I really didn't misread you! You communicate with your friends first, and when you return to Caiyun Peak, you go to my residence to find me. After He Caiyun said this, he drifted away.
There was an ambiguous gaze all around, and Qian Rufeng looked at Zhang Baijian like a class enemy. Hao Qianqian puffed out her bun face, and her eyes were not good.
It's rare to get rid of the people who came up to set up, and went to Waimenfang City with Qian Rufeng and others to have a good luxury, ate a luxurious meal, and spent hundreds of Lingbei.
Hundreds of Lingbei eat naturally the food cooked by the meat of demon beasts mixed with spiritual objects, which is extremely beneficial to cultivation. Of course, it was a waste to give Zhang Baijian to eat, he couldn't absorb the aura cultivation on his own, and he could only enjoy it.
In the evening, Zhang Baijian returned to Caiyun Peak and went to the Mingyue Residence behind the Caiyun Palace.
Mingyue Residence is the residence of the peak masters of Caiyun Peak in the past dynasties, and now He Caiyun lives there.
Mingyue was in the center, He Caiyun was waiting alone in the main hall, and the servants had already been cleared.
Seeing Zhang Baijian coming in, He Caiyun smiled faintly: "Congratulations on defeating Yeqi and gaining all of him." ”
"And this is what Elder Ku lost to you. With that, He Caiyun handed over a black iron outer circle and inner square token to Zhang Baidao. In the middle of the token there is an ancient god word for 'punishment'.
"This is Xingfeng's special token, with him you can enter the Xingfeng Patriarch Hall and watch the photo of the ancestor of the immortal hand. Although it is not a direct comprehension of the original text of the immortal hand, there is also a certain chance of realizing the immortal hand from the photo. Even if you can't, you're bound to get something. But you have good luck. He Caiyun said with a smile.