Chapter Seventy-Nine: Cold Eyes Like a Sword
An unprecedented sense of humiliation hit Xu Fei's heart, since he was a child, a master of the same generation of the Immortal Sect, when did he receive this kind of humiliation...... He struggled to get up, and just wanted to fight back, but now Zhuge Buliang was already standing in front of him.
Without saying a word, Zhuge Buliang slapped him again.
"Smack!"
The sound was crisp and pleasant, but it was like a magic sound in Xu Fei's ears, and before Xu Fei could resist, he was slapped out again.
This time, before Zhuge Buliang could land on the ground, an invisible qi palm poked out and detained Xu Fei from mid-air.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
A reverse slap and a positive slap slapped Xu Fei's face, and his originally handsome cheeks had become red and swollen.
The cultivators who were watching the battle around were silent, looking at this scene in amazement, only to feel that the scene in front of them was like a dream, giving people a feeling of unreality. The young master of the dignified Immortal Sect was slapped by an unknown cultivator. Xu Fei, who was originally suave and high-spirited, became a pig's head at the moment.
"This ...... How could this be? Xu Fei was not an opponent. ”
"Who is this young man? Why is he so domineering, even Xu Fei has no power to fight back. ”
"This person is too rogue, how can an immortal cultivator's fighting method have a slap. ”
The crowd couldn't help but start talking cautiously.
And the old man and middle-aged man hiding in the crowd turned the color of pig liver at this moment, and he also had a shocked expression.
Zhuge Buliang restrained Xu Fei with an invisible qi palm, and sneered: "I said, it is more than ten moves to defeat you!"
"Bang!"
The cracked empty handprint was shot, Xu Fei flew out in embarrassment, and fell heavily to the ground, his face had swollen into a pig's head, and his originally handsome face could not be seen at all.
"Yo, Xu Daoyou, I didn't see you eat anything, why are you so fat?" a disciple of the Yaohai Sect did not forget to sarcastically.
"What do you call this, they are the top ten young masters of the Immortal Sect? There are countless elixirs to enjoy. ”
"Actually, it's not bad to be fat, it's pretty cute. ”
Several disciples of the Yaohai Sect were afraid that the world would not be chaotic.
"You ......" Xu Fei was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the people of the Yaohai faction with resentment.
"Senior Brother Xu, I'm here to help you!" The young man who had been standing not far away jumped up, and a long sword in his hand stabbed towards Zhuge Buliang.
"Poof!"
Zhuge didn't bother to look at his eyes, and two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes and shot towards the young man.
"Ahh
With a terrible scream, the young man's eyes were bleeding and he fell from mid-air, covering his eyes in pain and rolling on the ground.
The cultivators who were watching the battle around suddenly gasped, and looked at Zhuge Buliang like a ghost, he could hurt people with just his eyes!!
Zhuge Buliang walked over, kicked the young man screaming in pain out with a "bang", and then strode towards Xu Fei.
"Die!!"
Xu Fei burst into a shout, and the mountain and river fan rotated above his head, casting a brilliant brilliance, and several mountains and several surging rivers surged out of the mountain and river fan, and bombarded Zhuge Buliang.
"Crush me!"
Several light palms slapped in a row, crushing all the attacks, Zhuge Buliang strode forward, Mo Fei danced, and the brilliance in his eyes beats.
"Who dares to touch my Immortal Sect disciple!" With a cold snort, a young man came over, and a hazy fairy light shrouded him, looking out of the ordinary.
"Look, Lu Dingfeng, one of the top ten young masters of the Immortal Sect!"
Some of the cultivators exclaimed, recognizing the identity of the person who came.
"Dare to make a move against the people of our Immortal Sect?" Lu Dingfeng let out a deep sigh, but at this moment, he noticed Jin Yao standing not far away, and his eyes suddenly fluctuated, the coercion of a Jindan stage master was definitely not something that a foundation building stage cultivator could withstand.
Zhuge Buliang looked at Lu Dingfeng coldly and said, "You are also one of the top ten masters of the Immortal Sect?"
"My name is Lu Dingfeng, did you hurt Xu Fei?" Lu Dingfeng fell.
Zhuge Buliang sneered: "It turns out that this is the young master of your Immortal Sect, to be honest...... I was disappointed!"
The arrogant words came out, but no one felt that it was too much, Zhuge was not crazy, but he did have the capital to be crazy. Defeating Xu Fei, one of the top ten masters of the Immortal Sect within ten moves, he was enough to be proud of his peers.
"Ignorant fanatic, I want to see how many catties you have!" Lu Dingfeng sighed heavily, his hands were sealed, and a scorching breath rushed towards him, scorching the air a little blurred.
"Roar!"
Lu Dingfeng formed a tiger seal, the fire exploded, and the surging fire attribute true yuan condensed into a giant tiger, and the tiger roared and shook the sky, rushing towards Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge did not light the blood mark, a blood mark was about to take shape, rotating between his palms, the blood light was clear, the blood mark was in the sky, and instantly turned into the size of a house, pressing towards the rushing fire tiger.
"Bang!"
The fire was full of fire, and the fire tiger turned into a little spark in an instant. However, the blood mark did not stop there, and the size of the house became the size of a hill, and it was pressed down into the air. The space was distorted and distorted by the pressure of this heavy pressure.
"Town!"
Zhuge Buliang shouted again, and the blood mark shook Lu Ding Feng out. At the same time, Zhuge Buliang's cracked empty handprint quickly poked out, and his crystal jade palm flew up, grabbed one of Lu Dingfeng's legs, and then threw it out fiercely and threw it into the air.
Lu Dingfeng had no power to resist at all, although he also belonged to the cultivators of the foundation building period, but in the face of Zhuge Buliang, he definitely felt like an egg hitting a mountain, which was difficult to shake.
The light palm pressed down, slapped Lu Dingfeng from the sky, and slammed it on the ground, and a very large human-shaped pit of three or four meters appeared on the ground, and the sand and dust were flying, covering everyone's sight.
More than a minute passed, and the sand and dust in the sky gradually dissipated, and Lu Dingfeng struggled to crawl out of the humanoid pit, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and his face was extremely pale.
"You... Are you really a foundation building stage cultivator?" Lu Dingfeng asked as he coughed up blood, his face full of disbelief.
Zhuge Buliang didn't bother to pay attention to him, clapped his hands, turned around and walked towards his tent.