Tuxian Road

Ying Zhiyuan's face turned cold, and without hesitation he controlled the long sword to attack Feng Fan continuously, but Feng Fan still used the golden sword to form a dragon to resist, following the fierce collision of the two magic weapons, accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing sounds , The arena also received a huge impact, stirring up a lot of stone powder, and some tiny cracks appeared on it.After countless rounds of berserk attacks, the two of them consumed a lot of real energy.

Ying Zhiyuan made a move with his right hand, and the long sword flew back into his hand.Ying Zhiyuan waved the long sword in his hand continuously, drawing a white rune in the air, and a chilling intent emanated from the rune.At this moment, a huge coercion rushed to the surroundings.

"The aura of a peak-level cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying..." Many disciples who felt this huge coercion shouted in a low voice. , At this time, the attack power has increased by half a level again, reaching the peak level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

The white runes suddenly surged, and the strong killing intent drifted away with the wind. Thousands of rays of light radiated from the runes, solemn and solemn like a world-destroying artifact.With the rapid expansion of the rune, Ying Zhiyuan swung the long sword in his hand, and the rune carried thousands of white lights and shrouded Feng Fan away, like a white ice rain falling all over the sky.The white light surged rapidly, turning up a monstrous languor, rushing in like a raging sea.

Feng Fan frantically poured the true energy in his body into the golden sword, and the golden sword suddenly soared, Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the golden sword carrying the early peak level monk's breath of Yuan Ying shot out, rushing towards the rune.When the rune and the golden sword met, they made a deafening sound, and the two forces shot out thousands of rays of light, forming waves of surging waves, which scattered towards the earth.

Countless sharp voices came later, and countless tiny depressions suddenly appeared in the arena, and countless dust and stone chips flew all over the sky.The moment the rune hit the golden sword, it actually split into two, one half was entangled with the golden sword, and the other half was ruthlessly smashed towards Feng Fan under the control of Ying Zhiyuan's spiritual sense.

Feng Fan turned over with one hand, and a miniature fireball suddenly appeared. "Go!" With Feng Fan's low cry, the miniature fireball shot up into the sky and suddenly surged in the void, also exuding the aura of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. With a loud "boom", the fireball and half of the runes met, as if a thunderbolt had been caused, the air was intertwined with waves of heat and light, and it took a few breaths before this frightening fluctuation of spiritual power calmed down , and the fireball and all the runes eventually became invisible.

Ying Zhiyuan brandished the long sword, the long sword was full of light, emitting countless light spots, the light spots quickly condensed, and countless miniature swords suddenly appeared.Ying Zhiyuan flicked the long sword with the other hand, and the countless miniature swords surrounding it suddenly spread out. After Ying Zhiyuan pointed the long sword at Feng Fan, those miniature swords moved towards Feng Fan overwhelmingly. swept away.Countless tiny whistling sounds condensed together, making one's heart tremble with fear.

Feng Fan waved his hand, and Jin Jian flew back.Holding the magic weapon tightly, Feng Fan quickly waved it with one hand.The golden sword shot out a violent aura, and quickly turned into a giant golden net. Feng Fan waved the golden sword, and the huge golden net exploded, rushing towards the small sword in the air.

At this moment, the miniature swords had arrived, and countless crackling sounds came out, and the golden giant net formed in haste was suddenly dimmed under the violent attack of countless miniature swords, and at the same time it was slowly shrinking.As Fengfan Zhenyuan crazily poured into it through the golden sword, the golden giant net blazed with light, and finally stopped. After all the miniature swords disappeared, there was still a faintly visible golden sword net in the air.

Ying Zhiyuan waved the long sword in his hand, the familiar rune appeared again, and with the sword dancing, the rune flew towards Feng Fan.Feng Fan waved the golden sword in his hand, and the giant golden net remaining in the air rushed towards the huge white rune.

When the two met, they burst out two strands of true energy fluctuations of the early peak monks of the Nascent Soul, and then entangled together, refusing to give in to each other.As Ying Zhiyuan's powerful true essence poured into the rune continuously, the rune's radiance flourished, and it frantically attacked the golden net, threatening to defeat the golden sword net in front of it.Feng Fan continued to point fingers with one hand calmly, and as countless true energy gushed out, the golden sword net shone with light, and then expanded rapidly, trapping the white runes firmly inside.

"Explosion!" Seeing that the rune could not escape for a long time, Ying Zhiyuan yelled angrily, the white rune exploded violently, countless white lights scattered and galloped like a runaway horse, the golden sword net trembled countless times, In the end it collapsed suddenly, and a part of the white awn that broke free from the shackles flew wildly towards Feng Fan.Feng Fan waved the golden sword, and thousands of golden lights shot out, smashing all the rushing white rays of light.

Ying Zhiyuan waved his arm, and countless Senhan's miniature swords sprang out from the long sword again, carrying bursts of killing intent, and shot at Fengfan aggressively.Feng Fan swung the golden sword quickly, and a golden wall immediately formed in front of him.When the two met, there was a crackling sound, and the golden and white rays of light kept shining, blooming in the arena, and with the waves of real energy fluctuations, all the miniature swords disappeared, and the golden wall was riddled with holes. .

Ying Zhiyuan's handsome face showed a stern look, and with his right hand unfolded, the long sword rose into the air.Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the long sword, and the long sword twisted quickly, turning into a giant white python in a very short time.

"Go!" After Ying Zhiyuan hissed and roared, the white giant python rushed towards Fengfan with its teeth and claws.

Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the golden sword flew out, directly towards the white giant python.The moment the giant python and the golden sword met, the white light emitted by the giant python scattered around.Following Ying Zhiyuan's finger pointing across the air, the white light condensed again, quickly wrapping the golden sword, and the golden glow emanating from the golden sword gradually became dim.

Feng Fan made a single-handed tactic, and the golden sword suddenly emitted ten thousand golden glows, and the giant white python that had almost completely suppressed it let out bursts of sword cries, and then quickly collapsed.The giant python twisted for a while, and finally all the white light around it disappeared, and the giant python also turned into the long sword itself.

Ying Zhiyuan waved his hand, and the long sword flew back. After Ying Zhiyuan touched the storage ring, the long sword suddenly disappeared.With one hand, he quickly took out several pieces of super-grade crystal jade, and Ying Zhiyuan quickly absorbed the true essence from them, while with the other hand, he quickly pinched a strange formula.

Suddenly, bursts of distortion occurred in the surrounding space, and then countless strong winds rushed into this area from the sky, causing the surrounding area to become extremely unstable.Throwing away the crystal jade that had sucked up the true energy in his hands, Ying Zhiyuan made a tactic with both hands, and countless hurricanes suddenly condensed, causing the aura of the surrounding world to be attracted.

There were golden ripples around, and these ripples turned into four golden Buddhas in a very short time.These golden Buddhas exude a vast and broad atmosphere, as if overlooking all living beings.Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the four golden Buddhas respectively, and the golden Buddha suddenly uttered a chanting sound with a celestial voice, and a vast and boundless aura gushed out from the golden Buddha, which made people feel a great compassion.

The palms of the four golden Buddhas were slightly opened, and four pale golden lotus flowers took shape quickly.Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the four golden Buddhas respectively, and the four lotus flowers came out one after another, flying towards Fengfan silently.

Feng Fan standing in the distance was not at all affected by the so-called peaceful atmosphere in front of him, nor did he think that these four lotus flowers without any breath would be powerless. On the contrary, this kind of spell that took several breaths to form , must be more powerful than ordinary spells.

With a sudden change in his mind, Feng Fan quickly made a tactic with his hands, and huge ice walls formed around him instantly.Four pale golden lotus flowers met the ice wall one after another, and the sound of breaking the ice came out.

"The aura of a peak-level monk in Yuanying's early stage should be far away. Zhiyuan relies on special spells to temporarily increase the attack power to this level." Feeling the aura from the lotus, Feng Fan was extremely surprised.

The four ice walls quickly became invisible, and the remaining two lotus flowers that did not collapse continued to float towards Fengfan.Without hesitation, Feng Fan made a single-handed tactic, and his body teleported to the side more than ten feet away. With a bang, the first lotus flower hit the ground, splashing countless dust and stone powder.

To Feng Fan's surprise, the second lotus stopped its castration, stopped a few feet away from the ground, then quickly turned around and flew towards Feng Fan's position.

Seeing the lotus flying towards him, Feng Fan raised his hand with a slight frown, and a black magic bead shot out.Feng Fan's body retreated rapidly, and the moment the black magic bead approached the lotus flower, Feng Fan detonated it with his divine sense.The huge explosion made many monks watching deeply frown, and the black magic bead and the pale golden lotus disappeared without a trace at the same time.

Ying Zhiyuan pointed at the golden Buddhas separately, and the four golden Buddhas quickly merged together, and the volume suddenly increased a lot.Ying Zhiyuan pinched a magic formula with both hands, and the huge golden Buddha raised his palm, facing Feng Fan.Feng Fan changed the formula without hesitation, and a white ball of light quickly surged in his hand.The Golden Buddha pushed with one palm, and a huge palm print flew out, heading towards Feng Fanyin with a destructive aura.

Feng Fan raised his hand very quickly, and a white light ball rose up, turning into a huge ice pick. Feng Fan pointed at the ice pick, and the ice pick rushed towards the huge palm print.

There was a loud sound of "Bo", the moment the palm print and the giant ice cone met, the fluctuation of the true essence rushed around like a stormy wave, and the ice cone just blocked the palm print for a breath before it completely collapsed.Carrying the monk's aura of Yuanying's early peak level, the golden palm print, which has been shrunk by half, continued to fly towards Fengfan.Due to a slight internal injury, Feng Fan, who couldn't continue to display the peak strength of Nascent Soul in the early stage, saw that the ice pick he sent out in a hurry could not completely dissolve the golden palm print, so he teleported again, and his body was far away from this area.

With a "boom", the golden palm prints punched out a deep hole in the arena. This powerful attack, which was equivalent to the peak level of the early Nascent Soul, made all the monks in the alchemy stage change their colors slightly.Some of the disciples who had just been eliminated were secretly glad at this moment, if they made it to this round and met Ying Zhiyuan, it would be hard for them to bear such a terrifying blow.