Defeating the early stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion? No, Jiang Feng had never thought of it that way. He wasn't arrogant enough to think he could be strong enough to do that. If it was a Jindan period monk, he was not afraid. But the Purple Mansion Period Monk and the Jindan Period are not the same concept, and Jiang Feng doesn't think he can win. Even if he knew that he could win, Jiang Feng would not fight with the Purple Mansion Monk.

The Jindan period monks in front were just used to test Jiang Feng's cultivation. After the Jindan period monks couldn't do it, it was the turn of the purple mansion period monks. If Jiang Feng keeps winning, then there will be monks from the Lingtai stage.

This is what Jiang Feng has realized in these few hours. The monks were testing his bottom line. It seems that the high-ranking cultivator still suspects Jiang Feng of hiding his cultivation. I am also afraid that Jiang Feng has powerful treasures. They wanted to use this method to test Jiang Feng's hole cards one by one.

Since the other party is testing himself, Jiang Feng has to do his best to keep his hole cards. Now facing the Purple Mansion Stage cultivators, Jiang Feng didn't want to use the hilt of the ground sword. He also wanted to see how far he was from the early stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion with his sword array alone.

The opponent's magic weapon smashed directly over. That magic weapon is a bell. The bell is now one meter tall and less than half a meter thick. When this black bell smashed over, Jiang Feng's Huangquan Sword, which was refined with Huangquan Sharp Gold, immediately greeted it.

A bell rang, and Jiang Feng's ears rang for a while. The Huangquan Sword was also bounced off. The bell quickly smashed towards Jiang Feng. The monk on the opposite side had a sneer on his face. It was as if he had seen this happen.

Taking two steps back, Jiang Feng shook his head, the tinnitus was better, and the bell was close to him. I didn't see Jiang Feng make any moves, and all the Huangquan swords around him went towards the bell. The evil qi on each sword has strengthened a lot at this time. When the sword pounced, the evil aura alone drowned the bell.

The black aura vibrated as soon as it enveloped the bell. The monk on the other side didn't care at first, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed drastically. He hurriedly manipulated his magic weapon and tried to withdraw it.

Jiang Feng saw the other party's intentions, and he didn't want to let go of that person's magic weapon like this. Although he used his Huangquan Sword to entangle the opponent's magic weapon, he still didn't stop the man from taking back his magic weapon in the end.

In the midst of the madness, the bell flew out. Jiang Feng also quickly formed a spiritual decision at this time, and from the black evil aura, a giant sword immediately burst out. The sword dragged the tail formed by the evil qi and slashed quickly towards the retreating bell.

Another bell rang, this time louder than the last. Jiang Feng, who had been prepared for a long time, used his sword to arrange a defense in front of him and blocked the bell.

The sound of the bell was made by the sword of Huangquan slashing on the bell. This attack was a giant sword formed by more than a dozen Huangquan swords put together. The attack power is much stronger than the previous attack.

That bell is obviously not an ordinary magic weapon. When attacked, the bell rings, forming a counterattack. Those who don't know are easy to lose. In addition, the bell itself is very hard, which makes it even more difficult to deal with.

The bell had not gone away, and the bell had flown out of the window. The person who controlled the clock felt that his qi and blood were churning a little. Even this person's body is a little unstable.

On the bell that was flying out of the crumble, a deep hole appeared. It was left behind after being slashed by the Huangquan Sword. The sword just now almost split the bell. Even if he didn't destroy this bell now, it would have caused some damage to the mind of that Purple Mansion early stage monk.

Huang Quanjian did not give up after winning the first blow. From the tail-like aura behind the hilt of the sword, several more Huangquan swords flew out. The swords quickly merged into the greatsword, making it even larger. Then he chased after the bell.

This time, the speed of the Huangquan Sword was even faster, and it almost took a blink of an eye to catch up with the bell that had not yet regained its balance. The Purple Mansion Monk, seeing Huangquan Sword chasing after him, also hurriedly struck. He didn't want his magic weapon to be destroyed. Although it is not a natal magic weapon, it is also refined, and it is connected to his mind. Once it is completely destroyed, the damage to him is not small.

The two spells were shot, like two sharp swords, towards the Huangquan Sword. Huangquan Sword didn't slow down at all, and he didn't care about those two spells at all. After the two spells arrived, they slashed at the bell.

This time, no bell rang out. All it was the sound of objects shattering and the bell popping. The Huangquan Sword passed directly through the middle of the bell that burst open, and then avoided the two spells and headed towards the early Purple Mansion monk.

That Purple Mansion early stage cultivator obviously underestimated Jiang Feng's sword. It was made of Huangquan Ruijin, and its hardness could not be compared to that bell. But by the time this early Purple Mansion monk realized it, it was too late.

The destruction of the magic weapon affected the monk's mind. It also caused his two spells to be affected, which allowed Huangquan Sword to avoid it. As the Huangquan Sword flew quickly towards the monk, a golden light suddenly flashed above Jiang Feng's body, and he also rushed towards the Purple Mansion early stage monk.

"You're looking for death. The early monk of the Purple Mansion said angrily.

On both hands, a cloud of silver light appeared. When the Huangquan Sword arrived, the monk slapped the Huangquan Sword with his right hand, and then slapped his left hand at Jiang Feng, who was approaching.

The moment he struck, the silver light on the monk's two hands suddenly became even more dazzling. Jiang Feng almost subconsciously felt that something was wrong. His body came to a halt in a hurry. As he stepped back, several more Huangquan swords appeared in front of him, as if they were trying to resist something.

A silver palm suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Feng. If it weren't for Jiang Feng's timely retreat, this palm would have slapped on Jiang Feng's body. Even if Jiang Feng retreated now, that silver palm chased forward. Jiang Feng's Huangquan Sword immediately went up.

With a loud bang, the giant sword made up of many Huangquan swords slashed at the right hand of the early Purple Mansion monk. In the silver light, the giant sword suddenly shattered, turning into a Huangquan sword again, flying out in all directions. At this time, Jiang Feng, who was retreating, and the Huangquan Sword in front of him was also being slapped away by the silver palm.

The Huangquan Sword kept flying from Jiang Feng's storage bag and stabbed towards the silver palm in front of him. That palm kept moving forward, slamming into Jiang Feng's Huangquan Sword.

After the Huangquan Sword continued to fly out of the slur, the silver palm finally arrived in front of Jiang Feng's body and pressed on Jiang Feng's chest.

There is no imaginary situation where you suddenly flipped out of the canopy and then vomited blood. After that hand was pressed on Jiang Feng's chest, it actually dissipated. This is thanks to the merits of Jiang Feng Huangquan Sword. If it weren't for dozens of swords on top, Jiang Feng would really have been injured.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang Feng was about to stop retreating. Suddenly, Jiang Feng's eyes widened. At this moment, his Huangquan Sword was all shot behind him. Jiang Feng also hurriedly rushed forward.

Behind Jiang Feng, a figure appeared, and that person was none other than the early Purple Mansion monk. This person slapped Jiang Feng on the back with a palm, knocking Jiang Feng out of the air. Those Huangquan swords that shot quickly, under the flying defensive shield formed by this person's protective spiritual power, were all bounced off.

Jiang Feng, who flew dozens of meters away and fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up. The early monks of the Purple Mansion were strolling forward. The Huangquan Sword that attacked him was constantly bounced away, and as Jiang Feng fell to the ground, the sword that was bounced off also fell to the ground.

"Jiang Feng, Huangquan Ruijin is indeed a good thing. But you haven't refined them thoroughly, which means you can't control them better. And under the absolute strength gap, your attack is useless at all. Show your true cultivation, as long as you are a small realm higher than me, I will run away immediately. Otherwise, these swords of yours will not be my match at all. The early monk of the Purple Mansion said.

Jiang Feng, who was standing up, first wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then sneered and said, "It's true that the gap between us is too big, but don't think too highly of yourself, let alone underestimate my sword." ”

As Jiang Feng's words fell, those Huangquan swords that fell to the ground all flew up. They quickly gathered towards the early monks of the Purple Mansion. The evil aura above the Huangquan Sword strengthened again. And this time, these swords are no longer rushing directly as before. It was as if they had formed some kind of formation and surrounded the monk. At this time, the monk also found out that he had been deceived. When those swords were bounced off just now, they were intentionally falling around him.