Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 308 Battle ([-])
Yi Jinfeng and Murong Huaiying didn't say a word, they launched an attack on each other with ruthless expressions, and they tried their best to attack each other.

The natal seal collided with the Spiritual Needle Sword, creating a rain of flowers in the golden light of the sky.

Murong Huaiying's Wanhua swordsmanship has been operating to the extreme from the very beginning, as if to vent out the disastrous defeat against Su Regret in the first round, the Huayu sword energy that cuts iron like mud is blowing towards Yi Jin storm.

Yi Jinfeng snorted coldly, and the natal seal responded, hanging above his head and falling light, instantly forming a dragon-armored golden bell outside his body.

In the Wuyan Immortal Sect, Dragon Armor Seal and Golden Bell Seal are the strongest defenses. Their combined effect is far greater than two. They are invincible within the same realm and almost no one can break through them.

Except Su Han.

The only time he had this seal broken when he was fighting in the same realm was in the battle with Su Han a few years ago, where he was easily broken by the latter's Nightless Star.

But that was the only time.

As for the Huayu sword energy facing Murong Huaiying at this moment, it was more than enough.

"clang!"

The first drop of Huayu Sword Qi hit the surface of the dragon-armored golden clock hard, making a huge vibration, and the scattered sword Qi scattered in all directions.

Elder Feng's eyes flashed, and he waved out a formation, enclosing the area where the two were located.

"Clang clang clang..."

The rest of the flower rain fell instantly, and because there were so many, the sound even became one.

In just one breath, the sky was filled with rain of flowers, and countless sword energies were poured out!

The spectators let go of their hands covering their ears and looked at the field in shock.

The fragments of sword energy blocked by Elder Feng's formation filled the middle like mist, hiding the two figures.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the sword energy to dissipate.

Then, as their vision became clearer, they saw petals scattered on the dragon scale ground, and... the dragon-armored golden bell that was still standing!

The disciples of Wuyan Immortal Sect immediately let out a cheer and cheered loudly!

Elder Feng nodded and waved away the formation he had just set up to protect the spectators.

In the middle of the field, the dragon-armored golden bell has a dent on the left and a dent on the right. It is as crooked as mud that has been pinched by a naughty boy, and it is difficult to take shape.

Through the cracks on Zhong's body, Yi Jinfeng could vaguely see blood at the corner of his mouth and many cuts in his robe.

Yi Jinfeng waved his hand, and the Dragon Armored Golden Bell naturally dispersed, revealing his figure.

He stroked his chest to calm his breathing, then stood up straight and looked at Murong Huaiying with a playful smile.

Murong Huaiying was panting slightly. After seeing that Yi Jinfeng was fine, her expression suddenly turned ugly.

It was not easy for her to control the sword energy that filled the sky just now.If a full-strength blow is blocked, it won't cause much damage, but the cost to yourself will be much greater than that of the opponent. In the long run, you will definitely be at a disadvantage.

No, it must not be delayed!
Her eyes flashed, she took a strong breath, and disappeared.

At the same time, on the ground at Yi Jinfeng's feet, a petal that hadn't dissipated suddenly lit up, and her figure appeared in the light, and appeared behind him on the left, but he seemed to have not reacted, standing blankly.

Murong Huaiying was overjoyed. Before the light that caused her body to shift disappeared, she had already seized the opportunity and struck down the bare head with a sword!

At this moment when everyone watching the battle was sweating for Yi Jinfeng, Su Han looked up slightly.

Suddenly, her mind moved, and a dangerous omen surged into her soul.

Not caring about anything else, she stopped her sword movement abruptly, and her body disappeared into the light of the petals again.

The next moment, a beam of light as thick as an arm fell from the sky, shining on the position where Murong Huaiying had just been!
Everyone was stunned and quickly looked up, only to find that a small golden light had condensed in the sky above them.

"Hey, I'm waiting for you." Yi Jinfeng held his natal seal, confidently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pointed at another petal that suddenly lit up.

The silent beam of light fell again, and when Murong Huaiying was about to appear, it enveloped the petals, forcing her to shrink back helplessly and prepare to move to the next petal.

But Yi Jinfeng, whose spiritual thoughts were all around him, quickly noticed the abnormality of each petal. He smiled slightly and kept pointing to the petals on the ground.

Pillars of light fell down, destroying them.

Murong Huaiying's anger gradually built up, and in the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, and the spirit needle sword came out before her, sparking a river of flowers in the air.

In this range, Yi Jin Fengguang's pillar could no longer cover it. He snorted and retracted his hand.

Murong Huaiying appeared and stopped in mid-air, panting.

Yi Jinfeng looked at her and said, "Admit defeat, you are no longer my opponent."

Murong Huaiying's face was livid and her teeth were clenched. It was obvious that Yi Jinfeng was almost the same as him a few years ago, but today, he saw that Yi Jinfeng had improved so much.

It was naturally impossible to admit defeat. Neither her identity as the Qing Chi Sword Sect nor her own pride allowed her to admit defeat.Moreover, she doesn’t want to lose!

She looked at Yi Jinfeng who still had strength on the ground, shouted angrily, raised her sword in front of her, and plunged down!

Her green skirt was blown up by the wind, like blooming flowers, while the slender Spirit Needle Sword was like a flower stem, with the tip shining with the ultimate cold light.

Looking at Murong Huaiying who was stabbed like a flower, Yi Jinfeng didn't mean to look down upon her at all. He held up the birth seal seriously and placed it in front of him. He made a circle with his palms and ten fingers facing each other, and roared angrily. A sound.

The golden light rushed out from the finger ring, and when it passed over the natal seal, it turned into a huge torrent and poured towards the flower.

Suddenly, those who had seen the battle between Su Han and Yi Jinfeng suddenly remembered the scene where the former cut through the beam of light with his sword, and stared expectantly at the fallen Murong Huaiying.

"boom!"

The image of the sword cutting through the beam of light did not appear as expected, but Murong Huaiying's figure flew out backwards.

"boom……"

Murong Huaiying, who closed her eyes tightly and lost consciousness, fell to the ground and did not get up again for a long time.

Yi Jinfeng straightened up, with a proud look on his face.

"The outcome has been decided, the winner -" Elder Feng paused, showed a satisfied look, and said with a smile on his face: "Yi Jinfeng!"

An overwhelming cheer suddenly sounded, especially among the disciples of the Wuyan Immortal Sect, whose faces turned slightly red with excitement.

Yi Jinfeng bowed slightly to everyone around him, glanced at Murong Huaiying, and walked out of the field.

The members of the Qingchi Sword Sect hurried forward to help Murong Huaiying who was unconscious, and looked at Yi Jinfeng's back with a look of reluctance.But they also knew that she tried her best, but the other party's progress was too great, which exceeded their expectations.

Qin Ding checked Murong Huaiying's condition and saw that her soul was severely injured but not in danger of life. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was very ugly.

"Everyone, please step aside for now. Don't lose the battle. The next battle is about to begin." Elder Feng added insult to injury with a smile on his face.

Qin Ding took a deep look at him, waved Murong Huaiying away, and left the court without a word.

Elder Feng smiled and continued: "The fourth battle of the Four Realms Battle, number seven pair..."

Following his roll call, two people entered the arena, but this battle did not attract much attention from everyone, and most people were still reminiscing about the battle just now.

Yi Jinfeng retreated to the sidelines and walked to Su Han's side, ignoring the two people who were about to start fighting.

Su Xuan looked at him and said, "Not bad."

The slightly superior tone did not arouse Yi Jinfeng's dissatisfaction. He knew that the other party had the strength to say such things.

He curled up one corner of his mouth and said, "I have to thank you for this battle."

Su Han was startled: "What does it have to do with me?"

"A few years ago, my strength was comparable to hers. At that time, I also thought that only she would be my biggest opponent in the future. But after I was defeated by you, I realized that there is always someone out there. As a competitor, it will inevitably narrow my perspective. And you, after entering the same realm as me, are my biggest opponents. After that day, my target is no longer her, but It’s you.”

Yi Jinfeng said seriously, and then smiled proudly: "It is natural to defeat her."

If you look to the stronger ones, you will naturally become stronger.

But suddenly, he seemed to be discouraged, and his proud expression suddenly disappeared, and he sighed: "But I never thought that after making you a target, I now find that defeating you is even more impossible."

Su Xuan touched his nose but didn't say anything.

While talking, the two Immortal Sect disciples who were fighting had come to an end, and the winner was soon determined by the collision of Dan Qi.

The first round of battle in the Battle of Five Realms ended, and the battle in the Battle of Six Realms quickly began.

Half an hour later, the four six-realm battles ended. Those who advanced to the next round of battle were still some veteran immortal sects. The spectators shook their heads silently and sighed.

After an hour of breath adjustment, the practitioner who consumed a lot in the first round of battles has returned to his state under the adjustment of the elixir.
Immediately, the second round of battle began non-stop.

The first to appear were He Fang and the disciple of the Thousand Fire Immortal Sect.

The latter uses the well-known Qianhuo Burning Heaven Technique in the practice world. Although the burning fire in one hand is not as good as the Nirvana Fire of the Duye Buddhist Sect, its actual power is also very terrifying.

However, after witnessing Su Han's real water dragon sword energy just now, He Fang suddenly realized something.

The two fought fiercely until the end. He followed Su Han's example and used his extraordinary water dragon sword energy to extinguish the opponent's thousand flames, and successfully entered the battle for the leader.

The second battle between the Four Realms is between the Yuanyang Immortal Sect and the Duye Buddhist Sect.

As a result, the most popular monk Pushan successfully entered the final battle and will have a battle with He Fang later.

He Fang looked at Pu Shan with fighting spirit in his eyes.

In the twenty battles in the first round, in order to preserve his strength and not affect the subsequent battles, he chose to temporarily avoid Pushan and let the opponent win.But it doesn't mean that he is really not as strong as the other party.

In the final battle later, He Fang will not hold back any more.

Pushan sensed his fighting spirit and looked at him, nodding his head without joy or sorrow, the confidence in his eyes not giving way.

After the final two candidates were determined in the battle of four realms, the next step was the battle of five realms.

Su Han was the first to appear, facing off against Yuan Wanxue from the Lianyun Immortal Sect.

Not beyond anyone's expectations, after a huge lotus cloud bloomed, a flash of green light directly split it into two, leaving Yuan Wanxue with a face as white as a dispersed cloud.

He still wins with one sword.

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(End of this chapter)