The Ten Thousand Vehicles of Nirvana 224_The Ten Thousand Vehicles of Nirvana is free to read_Chapter 224 A sensation, the storm starts

I was so embarrassed that I shouted a few times yesterday to ask for votes, but I didn’t respond much. I’m so embarrassed that I’m so sad.

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"Xu Weiran" possesses the magical power of the Purple Mansion. Yang Tianqi knows, why don't he say it?

Feng Yiting's thoughts fell into a dull state.

At this time, Tan Weiran had a keen insight and Feng Yiting's soul resistance had actually weakened a lot. It was not as good as the resistance brought to him by King Mingyang and even the pressure of counterattack, which made him seem much calmer.

The solidification of a small world.

The tiny blood vessels under her skin seemed to be clearest when Feng Yiting stayed suspended. The trace of resentment and hatred on her beautiful face could not be clearer with confusion and despair.

Tan Weiran frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Don't tell me, Yang Tianqi didn't tell you, I'm already pregnant with 40% sword spirit?"

Feng Yiting's eyes were immediately filled with ashes. At this moment, if she could move, if Yang Tianqi was in front of her, she would definitely do her best to tear that guy away.

From beginning to end, Yang Tianqi only said that "Xu Weiran" possessed sword spirit and secret techniques. He did not say that it was a fifth-level secret technique, nor did he say that it was a 40% sword spirit, let alone...the magical power of the Purple Palace.

The wind blew to the sky and laughed wildly, almost falling to the ground and rolling. He dared to swear that he had never seen such an interesting thing before.

From any perspective, Yang Tianqi's handling of this matter seemed to have a grudge against Luoxia Sect. It was like digging a big hole, making Luoxia Sect jump down "calmly".

It was such a big fire pit, and Luoxia Sect jumped consciously.

Feng Yiting was confused. Why didn't Yang Tianqi say this? If she said that, at least she wouldn't die, at least Wang Mengda, Chen Qi, Liu Wubian and others wouldn't die.

Maybe he will die, but he will never die so meaninglessly or worthless.

In this battle, Luoxia Sect lost four powerful Lingyou powerhouses, including her, a powerful Shenzhao Realm, but only because Yang Tianqi did not point out Tan Weiran's strength, she just fell into the big fight worthlessly.

What exactly does Yang Tianqi want to do? Is it really a grudge against Luoxia Sect?

Feng Yiting roared and screamed in her heart. She had never hated anyone so much. She didn't even hate Tan Weiran, but instead hated Yang Tianqi who had just been rescued by her.

Tan Weiran put away his smile and Leng Ning glanced around: "It's time for us to leave."

With a little sense, you can detect that countless auras are approaching this place quickly around you. With the fierceness of the previous battle, 30% or even 40% of the fierce aura of the sword spirit, there is no reason why others cannot detect it.

Feng Chuxue raised his hand and cooperated with Tan Weiran with a blow. While the space collapsed, he blocked Feng Yiting.

They looked at each other, grabbed Feng Yiting at the head of their jaw, and disappeared without a trace.

After a while, Duan Shuwen was the first to turn into a stunning rainbow. He floated over this villa that had become ruins and powder. When he glanced at it, he was already shocked.

This place is one of the main destinations for the Luoxia Sect’s people.

To be precise, Luoxia Sect sent a lot of people to cooperate with the Martial Arts Conference. Of course, the people sent were not to be the master, but to be assigned by the conference organizer to sit in various parts of the Zhoutianhuang Realm and maintain order.

Among the people sent by Luoxia Sect this time, there is no need to say that the strong people of Poxu are maintaining order. It is really impossible to send the strong people of Poxu to take action. Therefore, Luoxia Sect is the three great gods who lead a group of Lingyou Realms and cooperate in three places.

Feng Yiting, Duan Shuwen, and Luo Zhan are the three great gods responsible for local order.

In the eyes of many people, the martial arts fair is a good opportunity to gather. Some sects will get together and get along well with each other. However, Feng Yiting's sarcastic mouth and mean personality are naturally not popular, so she lives alone in this villa.

Strictly speaking, Feng Yiting is really damn. If he lives in the same place with Duan Shuwen and others and the person who scratches his head is Tan Weiran, then there will definitely be no heavy casualties.

What shocked Duan Shuwen was that there was no life in the other courtyard. Feng Yiting, a divine shining realm and five spirits traveled here (he didn’t know Yang Tianqi). Who was the one who could kill all these people?

What made Duan Shuwen's scalp even more numb was that there had never been any attacks in many years. This time it was not just an attack, but an attack, and even several were killed.

"Who is it, has such great ability?" Duan Shuwen was creepy and looked up, feeling a hint of danger in the darkness.

More importantly, is the other party having a holiday with Luoxia Sect or is it deliberately unable to get along with the martial arts conference?

Could it be that the martial arts conference has been quiet for many years and something is going to happen again this time?

Duan Shuwen searched coldly for a while and soon found the clue, he was dumbfounded: "Ice and snow-like sword spirit, and thunder and lightninglike sword spirit!"

After careful sensing, this was very similar to the sword soul found in Xiangtian Peak late at night before, but the breath was wrong.

Ice and snow are like sword spirits, which are 30% of them, and are the wind blowing snow.

Thunder and lightning sword spirits are 40%. If they were not the mysterious object of fighting Feng Chuxue on the Tianfeng Peak, who would it be?

Duan Shuwen's cold sweat quickly soaked his whole body, which was almost the same as Feng Yiting's feeling at that time. How could Feng Chuxue get along with his opponent, and how could he come to kill the people of Luoxia Sect?

The most important thing is that if a wind blows snow, three times more than a sword soul. If a mysterious person is four times more than a sword soul!

Judging from the current signs, Feng Chuxue and the Mysterious Man are obviously the two strongest sword spirits in this martial arts conference so far. Feng Chuxue is not very old, and most of the mysterious man are young warriors who come to participate in the martial arts conference.

Duan Shuwen suddenly felt a little dry. For some reason, he remembered Feng Yiting's stinky mouth that he couldn't bear. He had an indescribable nervousness and a slight ominous premonition...

Luo Zhan fell down with great momentum and asked, "How?"

Duan Shuwen said bitterly: "Let me inform the above first. One is 30% sword spirit and the other is 40% sword spirit. We... can't handle it, so let the strong man who Poxu will come."

Luo Zhan was stunned: "That girl Feng Yiting..."

Duan Shuwen became more bitter: "It should be dead."

Luo Zhan was stunned and murmured to himself: "Why are young warriors in recent years better than the other? We are alive to dogs at the same time?"

Normally, even if one is 30% sword spirit or 40% sword spirit, it is still the true realm and young. It is definitely not that easy to kill a powerful man like Feng Yiting, who has lived for many years of spiritual essence.

Obviously, that is normal. Feng Chuxue and Tan Weiran were later, one was the white-clothed sword god, and the other was the young man who had doubled the magical powers of the Jin Mansion. He was definitely an abnormal rank.

In the area of ​​the villa, many monks had already arrived and were curiously observing this area.

After a while, the news of the people from Luoxia Sect living here soon came out, and someone barely recognized the residual sword spirit breath of Feng Chuxue, and everyone was immediately excited.

A big thing is definitely a big thing.

Although there are many people in Xiao Buzhou Mountain who performs martial arts every time, under the shock of various schools and factions, such exciting events have not happened in many years? Looking back, it is no matter how many years have it been happening more than a thousand years ago.

When a powerful figure recognized 30% of the sword spirit, everyone was upset: "So, Feng Chuxue's previous battles didn't use all his strength? This guy is simply...ah. Why are young people so powerful in recent years?"

"Can it be the one who came to buy intelligence today?" The person sent by Yanyulou secretly speculated, observed for a while, and then quickly returned.

Tan Huan saw it in his eyes, paid attention to it in his heart, and thought without hesitation: "Is there any news about Yanyulou?"

After sensation, the remaining sword spirit aura was dissipating. Su Yi was secretly shocked: "It's really 30% of sword spirit and 40% of sword spirit. You can even kill a Shenzhao Realm. I'm afraid that Yun'er is not as good as that."

Yan Duwu ran around excitedly like a child who had not grown up. Su Yi smiled bitterly. She thought her apprentice was the most outstanding. But compared with these 340% of the sword spirits, it seemed...

There are all young warriors with a sixth-level golden body, and now another 30% of the sword spirit appears...

Su Yi originally believed that her apprentice could enter the top ten or even the top five in martial arts performance this time. But now, her confidence suddenly shook.

Pei Rongrong was silent and the elders of the Burial Moon Palace came. So she did not be with Zheng Chongnan and others, and she lowered her head to sense the breath of the sword spirit, and was confused: "This kind of thunder and lightning sword spirit is very similar to the last time Xu Weiran, but the breath is clearly different."

Among the many people, a young warrior picked up a handful of soil, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the breath of the sword spirit that was rapidly dissipating. A ray of solemnity appeared in his eyes, which quickly dissipated into ease: "Fourths of sword spirit, it looks like that kind of sword spirit, but the breath is wrong, it shouldn't be him."

A man in blue grabbed a handful of soil and sensed the remaining sword spirits in it, and was shocked: "Is it the family's Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound Sword?"

If it weren't for the "water pattern breath twisting technique", Tan Weiran would be difficult to hide his identity as "Xu Weiran" this time.

This is the most sensational event so far at this martial arts conference, and the ripples of the aftermath are rippling.

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"How many? How many have condensed the essence?"

"At present, regardless of the eight spiritual games, there are already twelve or three people. Among them, the strongest sword soul is Feng Chuxue and the mysterious man who fought against Tianfeng the night before yesterday. One is 30% sword soul and the other is 40% sword soul."

Liang Zeng's emotions were definitely not as calm as he seemed: "In previous years, it was already quite outstanding to have seven or eight young people who condensed their spirits. This time, there were actually twelve or three."

The martial arts performance conference has not started yet, and now we find twelve or three people.

Liang Zeng snorted coldly: "Tell Chongnan that if you can win, you must be able to afford to lose. If he can't be excited, then let him go back and change to another disciple."

After saying this, Liang Zeng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Among the disciples under the age of 30 under Luoxia Sect, Zheng Chongnan is the only one who condenses the sword spirit. In fact, there is no choice.

I originally thought that Zheng Chongnan would be able to boost the glory of Luoxia Sect, but no one expected that this martial arts performance would be stronger than ever before.

Liang Zeng was also gloating while being worried. I am afraid that he is not the only one who has a headache at this time, and there are people in each family and sect who are having headaches.

At this moment, a noise suddenly broke out outside.

A figure covered in blood stumbled into the room, knelt on the ground and wailed: "Old ancestor, my disciples are incompetent... Is the disciples incompetent, Master Feng and the others... are gone."

Liang Zeng's thoughts were instantly thrown behind his head, he stood up dumbfoundedly, grabbed the little guy, and sternly said: "What did you say!"

Yang Tianqi, who had always been indifferent, burst into tears: "Uncle Feng and others... have all died, only the disciples are incompetent and can only escape with their own strength!"

Liang Zeng's old face instantly turned red.

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