Looking at the more than 1,000 cultivators in the Floating Life Valley, all of them had various expressions of doubt, surprise, annoyance, dissatisfaction, and schadenfreude, but none of them were willing to go to the scene again. Fahai's cultivation was already proud of the world sixty years ago, and the old man had already seen his power when he was not the head of Xuan Ming. Those who have not met Fahai should have heard of it as well. I shouted two more questions to the sidelines, but no one came forward.

The Wind Gentleman asked behind me, "If Shi Ye is the only one who makes the action of Zen Master Fahai, how can the attribution of the Wind Festival be arbitrated?"

In the same way, not long ago, Scarlet Yan also asked me, and replied in a "fair" tone as much as possible: "If only Fahai Zen Master appears, then Chengfeng Festival should belong to Fahai of Jiulin Zen Academy." ”

Fahai smiled slightly: "If it is really like this, the poor monk will be disrespectful." I'm just afraid ......"

Before he finished the word "only afraid", someone on the other side of the Fusheng Valley suddenly said: "I'm afraid that your fellow Daoists don't understand the master's good intentions...... Fahai's predecessors are sympathetic to the world, and the younger generations are in awe, but the world's artifacts cannot be taken lightly. If the master takes away the Chengfeng Festival like this, he is afraid that he will be criticized by his peers in the world. ...... At the end of the end, under the south gate, the outcasts, the rivers and lakes scattered Qiye are willing to appear to ask the seniors of Fahai for advice, so as to forget the prosperity of the palace of love!"

Rely on Qiye again, he is finally here! Maybe it is he who the Wind Gentleman invited Fahai to come here to defend himself. I saw Qiye wearing a silver-gray robe, stepping on black and white half-boots, and his clothes fluttered between his words, and his feet were not dusty. The appearance of Qiye Land is already cold and handsome. In addition, it is such a sassy momentum, and it is a table of talents, which adds to the demeanor of the people. Although there are not many people who know Fahai, there are not a few who know Qiye. Seeing Qiye walking through the valley and making way one after another, many of the younger disciples also showed admiration and admiration.

Qiye came to the front and saluted the elders, and said aloud to me: "Qiye greets the little uncle." The younger generation is not only throwing bricks and jade in front of Master Fahai, but also annoying Shi Zhenren to comment on the gains and losses. ”

The experience of wind and frost has honed the sophistication of this person a lot. At least in front of the cultivators in the world, his words were brilliant and his demeanor was modest, and he didn't see any personal grudges with me at all. As soon as I saw him, anger rose in my heart! But on this occasion, in front of Ziying and the cultivators of the world, I can't lose the bearing of my predecessors no matter what. He bowed his hand and said lightly: "The Seven Leaves Daoist Friend is willing to go down and confirm his cultivation experience with Senior Brother Fahai, which is a great blessing in the cultivation world. It is also a great honor for Shiren to have the opportunity to observe the commentary. ...... If there is no third person to play, please ask the two to compete. ...... How do you fight each other?"

I guess even if you want to jump out of the way, you will be thrown back by everyone with stones and clods of soil. Seven leaves and Fahai fight. The significance of this has gone beyond simply fighting for a magic weapon! Who doesn't want to see this once-in-a-century battle? The most outstanding figures of the first and second generations of cultivation masters in the world today and the first two generations of cultivators in the world 60 years ago should be on a higher level. This is a big scene that can't be seen at the sect conference, and with this eye, the meeting of the palace is worth it!

Fahai is predecessor should have spoken first: "The seven-leaf donor, with the ability of you and me, is like blindly fighting for fear that the flowers, grasses, mountains and rivers here, and all living beings will be robbed. The predecessors of the little boy and Yu Cangwu Daoyou fought with the poor monks who were also on the field. We might as well follow the example of these two masters. A body of mana only shows five zhang of magical powers. What do you think?"

Qiye replied with a humble expression: "How to learn from the seniors." As long as the arbiter Shi Zhenren rules fairly, Qiye should obey his fate. ”

Fahai: "With this place of five zhang of white sand as the boundary, the law does not go outward but inward. You and I stand on one side and cast a spell, like someone stepping into this white sand. Even if you lose. ”

Everyone understands the meaning of Fahai, and the rules of fighting with the wind gentleman are just the opposite: do not force the other party to the outside of the field, but pull it inside. Whoever steps into the white sand of Wuzhang will be defeated. Sure enough, it was well-intentioned. He was worried that he and Qiye were too strong, and once they couldn't restrain their shots, they would affect others, so he thought of such a special way.

He Xi Zhenren praised on the side: "The monk is thoughtful! With the supernatural powers of the two, I and Senior Brother He Feng may not be able to catch it, so it is the best." ”

Qiye also nodded and said: "The master is really merciful, and I will add one more suggestion - if the mana you and I cast destroys this place, every grass and tree hurts one person outside the field, and no matter what, you will lose." ...... What do you think of Shi Zhenren?"

Of course, I didn't have any opinions, so I immediately replied, "Then it's decided, two people, please start." ”

Qiye pushed back a few steps, and Kankan stood outside the edge of the "Baili Sand Garden". He stretched out his hand to Fahai from afar and said, "Please show the magic weapon to the master." ”

Fahai also stood five zhang on the opposite side of the monk's robe: "The donor himself is a poor monk who has not touched a magic weapon for sixty years. "A battle between the pinnacle of the world began quietly

More than a thousand people stared at the two of them intently, looking forward to the display of shocking magical means. However, until everyone's eyes were soured, they didn't see anything strange - Fahai and Qiye were five zhang away, standing facing each other, motionless and not saying a word. More than an hour passed, and everything was still calm. The two of them were still like sculptures, ignoring the more than a thousand pairs of big eyes outside the arena.

The Wind Gentleman sat back in his chair since Qiye appeared, closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and didn't look at it again. Now, when everyone was silent, he yawned, opened his eyes, and whispered to Yun Zhongxian: "If only there were a few catties of chestnuts and almonds." Put it between the two of them for a while, and it will be fried and eaten. ”

Yun Zhongxian frowned slightly and said: "There is no chestnut in the palace, and the apricot on the cliff outside the womb should be ripe in the next few days." I'll go up the mountain and peel some almonds for my son?"

Feng Junzi waved his hand: "I'm just joking, why don't you follow suit?...... I don't know why the panic in my heart is like something is pressing. ”

Why did the Wind Gentleman say the words of roasting chestnuts? Some of the junior disciples in the distance may not be aware of it, but I stood not far from Fahai's side, but I felt it very really—a piece of white sand between the two of them, beneath the calm surface. The temperature is getting higher and higher! Heat radiates from the ground, and even the light above here creates a slight refraction distortion.

Qiye did not move, but from his foothold, a force exuded through the white sand of Wuzhang and swept straight to the feet of Fahai. It was wave after wave of knotted, twisted, and entangled inverted force, which wanted to engulf Fahai's figure into the white sand! Fahai didn't move, and I couldn't even feel his presence. Others, though standing there, their bald heads shone in the sun. But all the essence and spirit seemed to disappear into the void. Not only that, this piece of five-zhang white sand garden seems to be "fixed" by this "void" of Fahai!

The powerful and invisible power of Qiye swirled like a surging torrent under the five-zhang space, but it inexplicably passed through all the earth, and even the slightest piece of sand could not move. This is the mutual penetration of emptiness and reality, the fierce friction between the omnipresent and the nowhere to be found! Although the white sand does not flow, because of the mana of the seven leaves, the temperature is getting higher and hotter because of the mana of the seven leaves. I don't know what kind of material this white stone is? So far, it has not turned red due to the high temperature, but the white sand in the middle of the site has a faint silver metallic luster!

Qiye and Fahai attacked and defended, and on the surface, Guanhai did not fight back. But Qiye can't stop. Because the "emptiness" of Fahai also has power. No matter how strong the power of the Seven Leaves Land is, the power of Fahai is as great as it is without any addition. If Qiye suddenly withdraws his hand, I'm afraid that he will be immediately contained by the vortex of the void. He can only resist with continuous strength, which is equivalent to standing on the verge of being swallowed up.

The scorching heat aroused by the mana of the seven leaves can be felt as long as you stand close. However, the void of Fahai gives the manga power of Qiye to the general pressure, but it is difficult for ordinary people to perceive, and only a master with a keen sense of spirit can sense it with divine sense. Looking at the crowd in the field, some of the ordinary junior disciples were already dozing, and some of them had impatient expressions, feeling that this battle was very boring - the two of them were just standing on the pile. And the heads of the major factions and the masters looked very solemn, thinking about it, they also felt this indescribable pressure.

I also feel inexplicably chest tightness and shortness of breath. There is an indescribable irritability and restlessness. He Feng and He Xi on the sidelines sank like water, as if more than a thousand people were going to borrow money from them, and it seemed that they felt more uncomfortable than me. The higher the cultivation, the more obvious the pressure felt. Then the person who has the highest cultivation around and the closest is the Wind Gentleman. That's why he said that he was lying in his heart, and couldn't help but make a joke to soothe it.

If it's just from the perspective of "learning and confirming the point to the end", Qiye has already been defeated, and there is no point in fighting. Although the two of them were still on the field at this time, Qiye's consumption was much greater than that of Fahai. Don't forget, Fahai has the foundation of empty meditation that has been sitting for sixty years, so he can stand like this with Qiye There is no problem if he can stand until next month, and it is doubtful whether Qiye can support it until dark. If it were me, I would have thrown in the towel. The two of them collected the mana together and it was over. But Qiye didn't have his cold and handsome face, and his expression didn't change at all.

Feng Junzi also saw the situation in the field, and he had nothing to say, soothing the depressing atmosphere. He pointed to the white sand that was shining silver and said to Yun Zhongxian: "Now it's okay, the white sand has been almost refined, at least it will save you three months of effort." ”

Yun Zhongxian: "Refining is refining, but the heat seems to be a bit too much." ”

Feng Junzi: "Don't you get in the way, isn't there a blue hookah poncho?" The method is to moisturize and remove the dryness, you ask the fairy, she knows what to do." ”

While they were talking, Qiye and Fahai had been standing there quietly for more than an hour, for more than two hours. This peak duel in the cultivation world looks extremely dull, silent but thrilling, and the turbulence in it can only be detected by masters. Someone outside the arena had already started muttering that it was so boring, and I was so angry and funny in my heart - the superior fights are not circus monkeys, and acting is not for others to see.

Qiye also knew that there was only one way to admit defeat in the end, and he was obviously unwilling to give up and began to find a way to struggle to get out of trouble. His figure suddenly moved, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp echo echoed in the valley. Then, a red shadow flew out of his waist and shot only into the sky. He used the magic weapon, and he didn't pull out the red snake whip first, and directly released the soul of the red dragon.

The figure of the Red Jiao's soul flew into the sky like a swirling red light, and like a hideous python, it flew into the sky with a sharp and piercing sound of metal rubbing. This movement woke up dozens of sleepy-eyed guys in the valley, and they opened their eyes and asked curiously: "What's wrong, what's wrong?

The Red Jiao Soul shot extremely high in the air, turned around and swooped down. It circled in a large circle, out of the range of five zhang of white sand, and struck straight at the back of Fahai's head. The underground fighting method Qiye can't take advantage of it, and this time it came from the sky. In the face of the unstoppable momentum of the Red Jiao Soul, Fahai also had to move. He raised one hand, raised his index finger behind his ear, pointed diagonally at the sky, and did not move again.

Fahey's finger stretched out, and the scene returned to a strange state of silence. The Red Jiao Soul that flew from the air will pounce three feet behind Fahai's head, and is frozen in the air by a force! The Red Jiao Soul no longer hovered, and the light and shadow flashed wildly, revealing a long snake-like shape. It didn't seem to be willing to be frozen in the air, still struggling and screaming silently, and the space around it gave the illusion that it was twisting and expanding.

Nanaba's face changed, and a wave of blood surged up, and his white face turned red. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand violently, and a long red snake flew out of his sleeve -- the red snake whip finally struck! He waved the red snake whip, and the long whip body drew a large arc in front of him, and a red light curtain was separated from the arc, and with a bloody color, it was pushed towards Fahai. Fahai raised his other hand and made a handprint on his chest. As soon as the Fa Yin knotted the red snake whip, the light curtain also stopped a foot in front of him, unable to take another step forward.

Purely from the perspective of mana fighting, Qiye has nothing to do, but I don't know why he has to fight. He opened his mouth and let out a loud shout, and his wrist flicked, and the red snake whip unfolded in a circle, stretching into a long straight thorn in the air. Look at the seven-leaf head again, the roots are scattered, and the face is a little hideous. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the red snake whip was like a long shuttle, piercing Fahai's chest straight - it was the same move he had hurt the wind gentleman in the first place, not only mana, but also martial art. Qiye ruthlessly attacked Fahai in the upper, middle and lower three ways.