Chapter 290

As the competition is about to start, more and more spectators join in the ranks of discussion and evaluation.

Not only the ordinary audience, but also the emperor, the important officials, and the five main clan leaders.

"Your Majesty, LV Wuhuan, one of my disciples of Xiaoyao sect, has a great reputation in this empire in recent years. In most cases, he won the first place in this exchange competition."

Xiaoyao Pope slightly bent down and said.

"Well. LV Wuhuan, I have observed that his cultivation strength has reached the top of the earth. Even Lian feels that the strength of Yuan Li in his body can be directly compared with that of xuanjing Wu. Well, there are some means. It's good. The combat effectiveness should be terrible. "

The emperor nodded.

"I don't think so."

The leader of Yanyang Valley, who has always been at odds with the leader of Xiaoyao sect, immediately retorted.

"Although Lu Wuhuan, a noble teacher, has a high level of vitality and cultivation, according to my observation, he pursues too much fame and small profits. He shows up in the world and is too distracted. What he should avoid most in his martial arts career is that he is not specialized enough. If he goes on like this, his pursuit of fame and wealth in the secular world will affect his pursuit of martial arts.

This kind of person can be proud for a while, but in the end, it doesn't last long.

Han Ming of Yanyang Valley is a well-known cultivation maniac. He is determined to march to the highest peak of martial arts. He is also a high-level cultivation of the earth. Moreover, he has repeatedly touched the opportunity to break through to the metaphysical realm. The realm is infinite and may even break through in the competition. "

"Well! This is clearly just one side of your word. The reputation of Anura is the ultimate result of fame, not the result of his deliberate pursuit.

On the contrary, it's said that Han Ming of your valley, although he is addicted to cultivation, often takes a lot of elixirs in order to break through the speed. Hum, the cultivation level piled up by elixirs will not last long. This truth is well known to all, and I don't have to say much about it. It is impossible for such a state to be too stable!

If Han Ming encounters LV Wuhuan, he will surely be defeated! "

"Well, two Aiqing, don't argue. The game has already started!"

His majesty waved his hand impatiently to stop the quarrel between Xiaoyao sect leader and Yanyang Valley leader.

Above arena 63.

The disciple of Yanyang Valley, who called himself Peng Lang, used a sword.

The disciples of Yanyang valley have practiced all the Yuanqi Dharma formulas of Yang attribute. When Peng Lang makes a sword, he shows the intention of five points sword. Moreover, if he wants to burn all the heat, he empties it out, and the heat wave is rolling.

However, five points of sword spirit can create the Yang energy of burning effect. If it is displayed in front of Lin Fei, it will have the taste of being a teacher.

In the face of Peng Lang, Lin Fei just feels relaxed all over. He has no pressure in his heart. He stares at Peng Lang quietly and waits for his move.

"Lin Fei, die!"

At last, Peng Lang's sword came out of its sheath. Five points of the sword's meaning came out. At the same time, as soon as his vitality moved, his whole body immediately gave people a kind of flaming fire. It seemed that the magma rolled, the volcano erupted, and the rolling heat wave emptied.

"Hiss! Hiss

Taking Peng Lang's body as the center, the sword awns that are shrouded in the fire are rippling. The space of the challenge arena seems to gush out the rolling magma. The challenge arena vibrates, and all the air currents are almost evaporated. The overlapping flames are rippling, and the folds are dense, which is heavy.

However, Peng Lang's mind was suddenly confused.

“…… I, my sword intention, was completely suppressed! How How is that possible? That boy, his whole body exudes a stronger sword meaning than me. In the sword meaning, hold me down! Could it be that Does he understand the meaning of the sword more deeply than I do? "

Lin Fei is as motionless as a mountain. He has seven points of sword spirit, which is deduced from the silence. The invisible and qualitative sword Qi around his body forms a sword atmosphere.

Peng Lang burst out of the fire to sink the sword awn, squeezing, crushing, tearing Lin Fei's sword aura.

I saw that Lin Fei's sword aura began to appear distorted, curved, rippling, bumpy, and so on.

But It will never be smashed and destroyed by Peng Lang's fallen sword!

"Your sword is too weak! In terms of swordsmanship, it may not be better than me! You will surely lose! "

In Lin Fei's eyes, the sword is shining, step out, the whole challenge arena is all sharp, cutting all things of the sword!

The panic in Peng Lang's heart became more and more serious. He felt a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart. His previous arrogance had become panic.

To be sure, if Peng Lang understood the meaning of the sword, the gun and the palm, he could not be suppressed so miserably by Lin Fei.

It happened that what he understood was also the meaning of the sword. He is 5 points sword meaning, Lin Fei is 7 points sword meaning, completely not in a level! It's like a competition between a child and an adult.

"Ah?"

Peng Lang didn't dare to look directly at Lin Fei's eyes. He subconsciously stepped back, and his whole body was full of sword spirit. He gradually declined!The flaming sword Qi and the sword awn struggled to annihilate.

"Hum, people in Yanyang Valley, when they meet me, Lin Fei, there is only one ending, death!"

Lin Fei's sword spirit has completely suppressed Peng Lang, and a sense of control over the whole situation is surging up in his heart.

Then, in the eyes of a fierce, cold way.

At this time, the other arena, the game, in full swing

"Ha ha ha! It's too weak! It's too weak! "

Lu Wuhuan, the opponent of Xiaoyao sect, is a core disciple of Huayang sect. Lin Fei also knows this core disciple. Before, when Lin Fei was the first person in the outer sect, he was still an outer disciple. Later, he was promoted to the core disciple.

As soon as he entered the arena, nine bloody fists appeared above LV Wuhuan's head. In the middle of each fist, a ferocious devil's face appeared. The whole arena became a sea of hell blood. The core disciple of Huayang sect only felt that he was in the hell of the 18th floor, and his feet kept falling. He panicked and lost the fight completely The desire of the people.

"Die for me!"

Lu Wuhuan's eyes were red and looked like a demon. One of the nine bloody fists on his head was smashed out with a light fist. The demon on that fist suddenly opened his bloody and cruel eyes, and a scene of hell Blood Sea appeared in the eyes of the demon, which was extremely shocking.

"Bloody nine magic fist!"

The shadow of the red fist runs through it. The devil's face on the fist is ferocious and ferocious. It wants to eat people.

"Bang!"

The core disciple of Huayang sect was so scared that he even forgot to crush his number plate.

The whole body was smashed to pieces, even the soul seemed to be annihilated.

Second kill!

"Hiss! How strong! Lu Wuhuan was a core disciple of Huayang sect. He was killed by the second when he met Lu Wuhuan. The two are not on the same level at all! Lu Wuhuan is too strong. "

All the audience were talking in a low voice.

"Lv Wuhuan of Xiaoyao sect has some skills."

His majesty, looking at every game, murmured.

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