Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 279 Completed, Top Grade!
On a bright moon night, in the late pine forest, the moonlight is like water, and the pine waves are like poetry.

Under such an environmental background, a five-color brilliance suddenly spread in a mountain shape, which of course aroused the attention and curiosity of many people, especially Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong, who were nearby, naturally flew close to observe it.

"what is that?"

At this moment, Wei Yuanhong suddenly raised his fingers in excitement and doubt.

I saw that between the mountains where the radiance spread, there were five-color sword lights circling and wandering like swimming fish, chasing each other, full of spirituality.

"A mid-tier fourth-tier flying sword!? Unexpectedly, this piece of Yuan Lie really has some tricks, and he actually made him master it."

As he said that, Wei Yuanhong stretched out his hand to grab it. He is already a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, and his pure mana can almost be transformed into substance. Therefore, just by poking and grabbing, a big frosty hand with icy air flowed out of the void to capture it. .

"Yuan Hong, what are you doing?"

Wei Yuanchen was taken aback when he saw this, although he didn't try to stop him, he opened his mouth.

"This is under the eyes of Daoist Xiao Shan outside Honglian Cave Mansion. What can I do? Grab his flying sword and take it over to have a look."

Cultivation is an extremely secretive and private matter, and in many cases, even Taoist couples or even masters and apprentices cannot share it.

Although it is generally not possible for someone to look at the flying sword to see through some secrets, but Wei Yuanhong's palm still has the intention of probing and suppressing.

It's just that Wei Yuanhong at this moment really didn't expect that the five flying swords had already followed Zhang Lie's armor, soaked in sword energy and full of spirituality. The fourth-order top-grade flying sword should be more spiritual!
In the bottom of Wei Yuanhong's heart, even he himself was a little uncertain about the malice, which was caught by Jinghong, Yimu, Shuiyun, Huode, and Xuanhun's five-mouthed five-element flying sword.

And what is Feijian's reaction to malice?
Of course there is only one response, and that is to attack.People can be hypocritical, but swords never are.

Clang!
The golden sword light suddenly rushed forward, tearing apart the atmosphere, with the craziest momentum, the greatest momentum, and the most fierce and domineering sword moves.

The sound of sword energy and thunder, flying away at extreme speed.

So much so that Wei Yuanhong couldn't react in time, the golden sword light passed through the ice crystal cold hand in an instant, approaching the center of his forehead and brow.

Fortunately, when the cultivator of the Zifu moved his mind, Wei Yuanhong's mana shield suddenly unfolded, and the Jinghongfei sword hit the rapidly condensed black ice shield around Wei Yuanhong's body with a click.

"What's going on, wasn't it a mid-tier fourth-tier flying sword just now!? This sword's strength and speed are top-tier fourth-tier."

Although he hated the monks of the Zhang family, Wei Yuanhong knew in his heart that this sword was not an attack launched by Zhang Yuanlie at all, but the instinctive response of the guardian of the flying sword.

This flying sword definitely only has the power of one blow, but it was the force of this blow that oppressed Wei Yuanhong so much that he couldn't control his body and flew back. Qi Leiyin's golden flying sword was pressing towards his forehead and eyebrows inch by inch.

Although the cultivator of the Zifu is motivated by a single thought, it takes a tiny amount of time between the operation of mana.

"Yuanhong!"

Brothers united, seeing his blood brother in danger, Wei Yuanchen immediately blocked Wei Yuanhong, because he saw the other four flying swords pointing towards Wei Yuanhong.

Clang.

Clang.

Clang.

Clang.

The flying swords exploded, they all came from different angles by tearing apart the atmosphere.

The five flying swords have different sword properties, the metal line is straightforward and fierce, the wood line is slashing and slashing with mysterious curves, the water line is light and nimble to hide the sword's momentum, the fire line is ready to burst, and the earth line is strong and heavy to arouse the vitality of heaven and earth.

Wei Yuanchen sacrificed a defensive magic weapon to block the three handles of water, fire and earth among the four flying swords, but the wooden flying sword, under the cover of the water flying sword, stabbed around the bend and simultaneously launched the sword Qi Leiyin , Wei Yuanchen tried his best and couldn't stop it.

"Oh, Zhang Yuanlie!"

Wei Yuanhong cursed angrily, then turned around and left.

Because of the cyan Yimu flying sword, the extremely tricky and sinister sword circled from below, and pierced Wei Yuanhong's buttocks.

After all, among the five flying swords, there is only Zhang Lie's magic power. Therefore, even if he is caught off guard, Wei Yuanhong, who is definitely at the level of a normal cultivator in the Purple Mansion, cannot die under these two flying swords, let alone he has already supported it in time. Body protection mana.

But this sword still made him lose face, and he immediately turned away and walked away.

Only the golden and wooden flying swords, whose mana was greatly damaged, were left behind, and they turned around slowly, aiming their swords at Wei Yuanchen who was still resisting.

The five-element flying swords share mana with each other. Although the mana in the gold and wood two-mouthed flying swords is exhausted, it can be replenished through the secret connection of energy from the water-fire-earth three-mouthed flying swords. The sword energy is endless.

Therefore, if Wei Yuanhong wanted to take these two flying swords away, it would not be possible for a while.

At this moment, Wei Yuanhong didn't know that his ugliness had already been seen by Master Xiao Shan and his ancestor Wei Xuan.

Inside the main cave of the Red Lotus Cave, Master Xiao Shan and Wei Xuanyi watched the farce just now through the reflection of the jade mirror, they all laughed out loud without patience.

But after laughing, at this time Zhang Lie had sacrificed and refined the magic weapon, flew out of the weapon refining Befu, and was negotiating with Wei Yuanchen.

"Xuan Yi, you paid such a high price, and you must let the two Zifu monks from your Wei family work together with Yuan Lie. Now that they are in such a stalemate, is it what you want to see?"

"...Old Patriarch Xiaoshan, although you have a family, you have never taken the Xiao family seriously, so you don't understand that for a family monk, there is nothing more important than the continuation of the family. I think you know it , I have even sent my granddaughter over the past four years, but I haven't even seen Zhang Yuanlie, I have to confirm whether he still has hatred for my Wei family."

"So you're going to try with the lives of the two Zifu monks in your family? No, you should follow up yourself. I don't care what you choose in the end, but if you delay the old man's important matter, Wei Xuanyi, you know consequences."

At this time, Master Xiao Shan turned his eyes away from the jade mirror, stared at the old man in front of him, and said this.

Wei Xuanyi immediately held the salute with both hands, and respectfully said to Xiaoshan Master: "Even if the Wei family is dead, I will never dare to delay your important event."

After refining and swallowing the life-prolonging elixir to survive the catastrophe, the current Daoist Xiaoshan is almost no different from a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Wei Xuanyi couldn't help but feel slighted.

(End of this chapter)