The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 35
After a while, Mu Donglin went to find the immortal teacher at their selection point and reported the matter.

In the backyard of the Qingyun Pill Pavilion, Mu Donglin and Leng Tianfeng faced each other, surrounded by new disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and Huo Feihuang and other immortal masters of the Qingyun Sect were also there, all staring at the open space of two people.

The competition between Mu Donglin and Leng Tianfeng was approved by the immortal masters of Qingyun Sect as an after-dinner entertainment program, and at this time, the competition between the two under the shadow of the moon was about to begin.

"Brother Leng, I have offended you! But after today, you will no longer be his servant!" Mu Donglin looked graceful, and cupped his hands at Leng Tianfeng, with a confident look on his face.

Leng Tianfeng didn't speak, and didn't even change his expression. He just nodded and said softly, "Let's get started!"

"That kid, I remember, doesn't he also have no spiritual roots?" Huo Feihuang looked at Leng Tianfeng, whispering to himself, frowning slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

After all, this is a contest that both sides agreed to. When she came to ask her to witness just now, she couldn't refuse. Only then did she find out that one of them was actually Leng Tianfeng, who also had no spiritual roots. The person who was taken to Qing Yunzong.

"Scratch!" Mu Donglin obviously didn't intend to be merciful. Since Leng Tianfeng said to start, he didn't hesitate. With a crisp sound, a three-inch ice sword appeared in his palm, and it changed into a three-foot sword in a short while. What a long sword.

This is no longer a mortal weapon, but a low-grade treasure, and it still has attributes. The ice attribute is also compatible with his own spiritual roots. When using spells, it can even have a bonus effect on spells.

It can be seen that this ice sword should be carefully prepared for him by his family.

"My ice-edge sword is a low-grade treasure. It is made by a master craftsman with two or three clear ice and countless precious materials. It is extremely powerful. Brother Leng, be careful."

Mu Donglin wanted to subdue Leng Tianfeng to his subordinates. Naturally, his performance at this time was very generous and unrestrained. He didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he first introduced the weapons in his hands.

And upon hearing his introduction, the other new disciples of Qingyun Sect who came with them were all in an uproar, looking at Mu Donglin enviously.

That is a treasure, only the craftsmen among the immortal masters can make it, and the craftsman also has a superior status among the immortal masters, it is not so easy to ask them to do it, let alone, even if they are willing to do it , The materials for refining treasures are not so easy to collect.

Therefore, even though these people are considered geniuses in their respective cities, they still haven't seen the legendary treasures, and the ones they use are nothing more than mortal weapons.

Seeing everyone's envious gazes, Mu Donglin's face flashed a smug look, but then he returned to his handsome appearance, holding a sword flower with the ice edge sword in his hand, and walked towards Leng Tianfeng with one sword.

Leng Tianfeng squeezed his fist, and there was a crackling sound of bones colliding. After practicing Tongtian Zhanjue, his physical strength has increased a lot, but it is still impossible to forcibly resist the treasure weapon, not to mention his cultivation Wei is similar to Mu Donglin, but he has treasures to help out, and has some advantages.

However, Leng Tianfeng added his lips. The atmosphere actually made his blood boil, and something inexplicable in his heart burned, and there was only one word of war in his mind. He was not afraid of losing, and he firmly believed that he would not lose!
"Go on!" At this moment, a voice instantly calmed Leng Tianfeng down, and a black "stick shadow" struck him.

"Young master?" Leng Tianfeng was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously took the thing that Dao Xun threw over him.

"He uses weapons, but you don't. Isn't that bullying! Without my permission, no one is allowed to bully my people!"

Dao Xun looked dissatisfied, folded his arms and said to Leng Tianfeng: "The name of the sword is shocking, whether you can use its power is up to you, the person I fancy, don't be so useless!"

"Yes!" Leng Tianfeng looked at the long sword in his hand. The long sword was three feet and seven inches long, and the whole body was dark and dull. Apart from the shape of a sword, there was no pattern, let alone a sharp blade. , holding it in his hand, but he could feel the inexplicable heaviness of the sword, thanks to the practice of Tongtian Zhanjue, if it was Leng Tianfeng before, he might not even be able to lift it.

A icy light as cold as the moonlight came towards Leng Tianfeng, it was the ice-edged sword in Mu Donglin's hand, the sword was like a cold star, if the stream of light came, it seemed to be carrying a river of ice behind it, far away The coldness is overwhelming, and it seems that the spirit is frozen.

"Kang Dang!" Once Leng Tianfeng entered the battle, his spirit entered an inexplicable state, his mind was extremely calm, and there was no fancy sword in his hand, and he drew a trajectory and slashed towards the glacier.

"Cut! Isn't that just a fire stick? How dare you choose such a big name, and you're still shocked by the sword?"

"That kid looked like a fool at the first glance. I'm afraid he's a dandy from a big family, and he likes to take these flattering names the most."

"Hey, but I see, this servant is also stupid, dare to use such a fire stick to block Brother Mu's parallel sword? Isn't this courting death?"

The onlookers of the Qingyun Sect's new disciples started discussing one after another, pointing at Dao Xun and Leng Tianfeng with a smile on their faces.

Dao Xun naturally listened to the arguments of these people, but at this moment, he just picked up the spiritual fruit in his hand and took a bite out of boredom. In his eyes, the outcome of this battle was already doomed, and there was nothing to look forward to. Word.

"Dao Xun, no problem! Why don't you lend the Qianji Crane to Leng Tianfeng? If you have that, it will be easy to win, right? You gave it to him. Then what Mu Donglin holds is a treasure."

Qin Feifei was also beside Daoxun, frowning, and asked Daoxun.

Dao Xun also avenged her, so she naturally became closer to Dao Xun, and after joining Qingyun Sect, it would be nice to have someone to take care of each other, so Qin Feifei was also concerned about Leng Tianfeng's safety.

"Thousand Machine Crane?" Dao Xun rolled his eyes: "He shouldn't use that kind of thing."

Qin Feifei looked at Dao Xun in puzzlement, but at this moment, the sound of weapons clashing caught her attention, and she looked at Leng Tianfeng again.

The Shocking God Sword collided with the Ice Edge Sword in Mu Donglin's hand, and the illusion of the glacier shattered instantly, and a burst of cold air spread to the surroundings without anyone noticing it. With just this collision, a tiny crack appeared on the Ice Edge Sword. Even Mu Donglin didn't realize that he was too confident in the ice edge sword in his hand.

"Ha!" A roar came from Leng Tianfeng's throat, like the war song of the ancient tribe, it was shocking, everyone present was stunned, and so was Mu Donglin.

Since Leng Tianfeng practiced Tongtian Zhanjue and entered the foundation-building stage, his strength was stronger than ordinary monsters in the foundation-building stage. With a slight push with his sword, Mu Donglin staggered and retreated behind him.

(End of this chapter)