Chapter 322

"Is it the Nine Yang fingerprint, a unique martial art at the prefecture level? Now elder martial brother Liu will win!"

The disciples of sun, moon and stars sect showed a look of excitement in their eyes and hurriedly said.

Lingxiao's eyes also moved. He also knows the martial arts of Jiuyang big handprint. It is famous for its ferocity and contains the divine power of Zhiyang and Zhigang. If it breaks out with all its strength, it is even stronger than Vajra subduing the devil fist.

However, although Jiuyang's big hand seal is strong, Liu Yang has not cultivated to a perfect state. I'm afraid he is still much worse in the face of the cold front.

Boom!

The fist awn collided with the knife awn, and the void roared. The endless knife awn swept all directions. The nine bright suns in the void crossed the sky, smashed all the knife awns and suppressed them towards the cold front.

"I knew, hahaha... Elder martial brother Liu is going to win!"

A disciple of the sun, moon and stars sect said in surprise.

They were shocked and jealous when they just felt the six cultivation accomplishments of master Lengfeng Jing. Lengfeng was younger than many of them, but his cultivation accomplishments were stronger than them, which hit their holy land disciples.

Now, seeing that Leng Feng is about to lose, they have an inexplicable pleasure in their hearts.

However, Leng Feng's look has not changed, still cold and indifferent.

Boom!

The broken Dao Mang in the void, unexpectedly, has a breath of breaking everything, rising slowly. Leng Feng's sword intention is diffuse, pure and powerful, and even echoes with the broken breath in the void.

A black blade is floating on the top of Leng Feng's head. The sharp smell makes people feel cold all over at a glance.

"Smash and kill!"

With the cold sound of the cold front, the knife awn on his head moved instantly.

Whoosh!

It was like a hanging Milky way across the void. It was white and flawless. It was almost to the extreme. In an instant, it cut the nine day sky vision transformed by the big hand print of Jiuyang into pieces.

The blade awn trembled and gave off a mysterious luster in the void, like a white line, separating the sky, breaking the darkness and cutting down towards Liu Yang.

"What?!"

Liu Yang's look changed greatly. He felt a deadly crisis enveloping him. His hair stood up and his eyes were full of incredible look.

Mingming Leng Feng's knife was smashed by his nine Yang fingerprints, but what was the flash of the knife?

Liu Yang had no time to think about it. The dark golden light in his hand flashed and blew out.

Click!

Leng Feng opened the fist print of Liu Yang with a knife. His eyes were like iron and cut on his fist. Suddenly, a bright Rune flickered and flew up with a piece of blood light.

Liu Yangru was struck by lightning. His red robes were broken and his face was very pale. He was cut dozens of feet away by the cold front. His eyes were full of fear.

On his palm, blood was dripping, there was a sharp sense of knife, and the fist on his palm became dim and suffered a heavy blow.

This fist is Liu Yang's only top-grade treasure. It was so damaged that Liu Yang felt incomparable flesh pain.

At the same time, he was also very happy. If it weren't for the boxer on his palm, I'm afraid this hand would be cut by the cold front!

How can there be such a terrible Sabre technique in the world?

Contain heaven and earth, break the sky, the sword will be unparalleled, I am invincible!

The scene was as silent as death.

In particular, the disciples of the sun, moon and stars sect were still cheering, but now they all seem to be strangled by their neck and their eyes are wide. They can't believe their eyes.

Elder martial brother Liu failed? Losing in the hands of an unknown youth made them feel like they were in a dream.

After a short shock, the disciples of Changsheng sect began to cheer up and look at Lingxiao with worship.

Lingxiao's men are so powerful, how can their holy son be weak? I'm afraid it will only be stronger!

"Now, I want to ask, are you satisfied?"

Lingxiao looked at Liu Yang with an unbelievable face, looked indifferent, and returned the words they asked Deng Yalin intact.

Liu Yang's face showed a trace of anger, but his eyes looking at Leng Feng were full of fear and fear.

"Lingxiao, what's your arrogance? You have the ability to fight with me and let others do it. What's your ability?"

Liu Yang's voice was fierce and weak.

"Fight me, are you sure?"

Lingxiao's eyes flashed, with a glimmer of bright light.

Xia Huang and others also showed strange colors. Is Liu Yang really out of his mind? Even Leng Feng can't fight. Do you still want to fight Lingxiao?

However, Lingxiao's appearance is really deceptive. White clothes are better than snow. He has a slender figure. Although his temperament is very natural and handsome, he looks like a boy of 15 or 16 years old. He smiles beautifully and brightly. He really doesn't seem to be a genius with strong cultivation.

"Of course, if you do it yourself, if you can't defeat you within three moves, even if I lose!"

After being looked at by Lingxiao, Liu Yang felt a tremor in his heart, like being stared at by some powerful beast, but he was unwilling to lose face like this and said bravely.

This 15-year-old boy, even if he is strong, how strong can he be?

Boom!

At this time, a flaming chariot came in the distance, emitting an ancient and powerful smell.

Zhao Ritian chopped on the flaming chariot, hunted in gold robes, stood with his hands down, and his face was proud.

"Elder martial brother Zhao, why are you here?"

The eyes of Liu Yang and others flashed, and immediately showed a look of incomparable surprise, and hurriedly shouted.

Whoosh!

Zhao Ritian took the flame chariot back into the treasure, jumped down from the void and fell beside Lingxiao.

"Lingxiao, how on earth are you willing to return the jiutianhua spirit grass to me?"

Zhao Ritian ignored Liu Yang and others, licked his face and walked to Lingxiao, trying to squeeze out a smiling face.

Liu Yang and other disciples of the sun, moon and stars sect were slightly stunned. What's the situation? Why did Zhao Ritian mix with Lingxiao?

"Elder martial brother Zhao, do you know Ling Xiao? He abandoned Zhao Hai's accomplishments and spoke unkindly about our sun, moon and stars sect. Please let me teach this boy a lesson!"

Liu Yang bowed to Zhao Ritian and said respectfully.

"Abolish Zhao Hai? He was an asshole. I'm not surprised! But are you sure you want to fight him?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at the young man in red robe who had been abandoned, and looked at Liu Yang in surprise.

"I want to fight him fairly, elder martial brother Zhao. What's the problem?"

Liu Yang was confused by Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian glared at Liu Yang and said, "did I say you are out of your mind? Elder martial sister Yueshen didn't tell you? Even the snake Tianluo of beast gate was defeated by Lingxiao. Do you think you are better than snake Tianluo?"

"What? Did the snake fall into the sky really lose in Lingxiao's hands?"

Liu Yang and other disciples of the sun, moon and stars sect all changed their complexion.