Lingjian Mountain, Sixiang Peak, Lingjian Hall.

A cultivator duel that the masses liked, was finally presented to everyone under the control of Master and disciple Wang Wu.

No matter how cautious Zhifeng Zhenren was insulted by Master and Apprentice Wang Wu in a way that surpassed the bottom line, he had to take action.

No Nascent Soul cultivator will really shrink his eggs and cowardly. The road of cultivation is full of thorns, and the great perseverance of overcoming thorns will not reach this level at all. Even though the four hundred years of longevity command of Zhifeng Zhenren is no longer energetic, when needed, he can still hold his sword in his hand to kill demons and eliminate demons.

"Wang Wu, you are seeking death, but I'm no wonder."

As Zhenren Zhifeng said, he spit out a small sword from his mouth and put it in his hand. After the small sword was started, it grew up in circles and turned into a long sword worth more than three feet. It was a bit heavy in the hands of Zhenren Zhifeng, but the sword body was simple and heavy, but it emitted a heart-wrenching breath.

Wang Wu's eyes lit up at that time: "Lingbao, this is Lingbao! Sixth Junior Brother, Sixth Junior Brother, come and help me evaluate it!"

The sixth elder Lu Li, who was sitting next to him, could not understand what the fifth senior sister was thinking. She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "The Sword of Kunshan, the Eighth-grade Spirit Treasure, if it is in the Xuantian Pavilion of Cangxizhou, it can be used as a price of 800,000 spirit stones. The price in Zhongzhou is slightly inferior, about 600,000."

This number made Wang Wu almost dance: "Okay, okay, I'll treat you to dinner after the sixth junior brother!"

Lu Li waved his hand quickly: "Forget it, senior sister, you always choose the Piaomiao Peak cafeteria, and junior brother really can't afford it."

A certain Piaomiao Peak master coughed awkwardly: "This exotic food is the preference of foreign people after all, and it is understandable that we locals occasionally feel uncomfortable."

Then an alien elder burst out laughing: "Senior brother, you're so irritating. When I was a slave to someone on the Western Yi Continent, I ate... Oh, who stepped on me!?"

In the Lingjian Hall, several elders were having fun, and Zhifeng Zhenren was already looking like iron: "Have you made enough trouble?"

True Man Feng Yin also felt that if he continued to make trouble, even if he had any reason, he would be unreasonable. He would wantonly insult the elders of the Shengjing Immortal Sect. This matter is indeed unreasonable.

"Okay, since Zhifeng Zhenren agreed to the junior sister's invitation to fight, then we'll start without further ado."

After saying that, the real person with glasses reached out to the armrest of the seat. In an instant, the space in the Lingjian Hall collapsed, and replaced by a high platform floating above the clouds. It was the highest level martial arts field of the Lingjian Sect, Yunlu Tiantai.

Zhifeng Zhenren looked around in surprise and found that the space was actually transferred! Instead of being absorbed into a cave or an illusion effect.

The space was twisted when he raised his hand and feet. It was not unavailable to the true man Zhifeng who had seen this kind of magical power, but he had only seen it in the old monsters in the fusion stage! And even in the fusion stage, only the few people with the highest cultivation level could have such magical powers!

Is this guy really a god-transforming cultivation? Or is it that a god-transforming transformation of the Spirit Sword Sect can be comparable to the fusion of other sects? It’s not that exaggerated!?

For a moment, Zhifeng felt panic.

However, Master Feng Yin quickly dispelled his doubts: "Haha, this is in Lingjian Mountain after all. It will be twice the result with half the effort with the help of the mountain gate. It is nothing special. Master Zhifeng doesn't need to care."

So that's it... The head of the Lingjian Sect will naturally have various conveniences in Lingjian Mountain, and he was just scaring himself. When he fought with Wang Wu a few days ago in Baiyue Kingdom, the other party obviously did not perform beyond the realm of the Golden Pill. On the contrary, her speed and destructive power seemed to be inferior to ordinary Golden Pills, and she was so poor that she was dying. Not to mention the Spirit Pills, there was not a single magic weapon...

That being the case, there is nothing scary.

So Zhifeng Zhenren looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Wang Wu, there is no need to discuss why the dispute arises. Since you invite me to duel today, I promise here that if you are defeated in this battle, I will never argue about everything recorded on the paper of sincerity, and all sins will belong to me! But if I win..."

Wang Wu nodded indifferently: "It's okay to let me be your dual cultivation cauldron, hahaha."

Wang Lu next to him was shocked: Master, please be careful. Last time you bet on this matter, you clearly lost!

Zhifeng Zhenren said coldly: "I don't need you to make any cauldron for me. As long as you admit your guilt and accompany me to the Shengjing Immortal Gate to carry the thorns and apologize."

Wang Wu was surprised: "Accompany you to Shengjing Immortal Gate? Are you asking me to make a full furnace for your Shengjing Immortal Gate and play Haidilao!? The price seems to be a little too heavy."

"Who told you such a dirty topic!" Zhifeng Zhenren was simply messy in the wind. "After all, you are the elder of the Five Essentials of the Wanxian Alliance, why are your thoughts so dirty??"

Wang Wu said angrily: "Isn't you the one who made this request first?? Tell you that you can also be a military prostitute, as long as you can win me! But if I win, I not only want you to admit it, but also your whole body of equipment and spirit stones!"

After speaking, he stared at the eighth-grade Lingbao Kunshan Sword, almost unable to hold back his saliva, but his expression still seemed to be full of righteous indignation. This ability made his apprentice feel ashamed of himself.

But Zhenren Zhifeng didn't want to talk too much: "Okay, let's follow you, then let's make a great oath of inner demons."

After a few breaths, the two of them made their own vows to make a duel with the laws of immortality and their own foundation of cultivation.

Don’t use the power of outsiders, and don’t kill.

If it is written as a contract, there are countless spaces to write about, but it is enough to use the great oath of the inner demon as a constraint, just two simple things are enough.

After the vow is completed, Feng Yin Zhenren will change the space again and raise the Yunlu Tiantai out of a bulge, like a competition.

However, after Zhifeng walked onto the stage, he found that the space suddenly changed. There was a vast sea of ​​clouds in front of him, and there was a vast sea of ​​clouds. As for Feng Yin, Liu Xian and other elders, they had already become an insignificant little black dot at a place thousands of feet below the sea of ​​clouds.

"This... is another space magical power? No, there is also extremely brilliant cave technology." Zhifeng Zhenren was amazed in his heart. He is indeed the five masters of the Wanxian League. Although it is not large in scale, even the Shengjing Immortal Gate can only be deployed at the headquarters and a few super-large branch of the martial arts field of this level.

This vast sense of space can only be experienced by the duels in it. In the eyes of outsiders, it is just standing on a raised platform on the Yunlu rooftop. At the same time, the aftermath during the duel will be dissolved and absorbed by the martial arts field and will not hurt others. Moreover, if an emergency occurs, the formation here will be instantly stimulated to stop the duel to avoid unnecessary casualties...

After checking the settings of the martial arts venue with his soul, Zhifeng Zhenren did not notice anything abnormal and felt a little calmer. However, after a while, he became impatient again. He had been on stage for so long, what was Wang Wu waiting for!?

After a long time, Wang Wu, another opponent in the duel, stepped on the Cuizhu Sword and appeared in front of Zhifeng Zhenren.

"Sorry, I'm late. Someone in the audience just started betting on the winning or losing. I took some time to find someone to raise funds. Don't mind haha!"

"Open, open the market to gamble!" Zhifeng Zhenren was simply incredible. What happened to this Spirit Sword Sect? Can't you have any respect for this duel of cultivators at the level of Jindan or above?

Wang Wu sneered: "You don't have to be so serious about dealing with a mixed fish like you. It would be similar to your Hetu Taoist to fight with our leader alone... But at that time I will definitely open an underground farm, haha!"

Zhifeng Zhenren no longer wanted to listen to her nonsense. He inserted the Kunshan sword into the cloud platform under his feet with force. In an instant, the swelling clouds and mists under his feet shook violently, and they were bound by invisible forces. The movement slower and slower, and the color turned from white to brown. In the end, the clouds and mists fossils formed a solid rock surface, with a range of thousands of meters. In a short while, the mountains undulate and the mountains rose and rose.

The eighth-grade Lingbao Kunshan Sword is an extremely pure earth-shaped sword, and the true man Zhifeng is also an extremely pure earth-shaped spiritual root. He is not down-to-earth on Yunlu Tiantai, and can only use six or seven points of abilities. However, with the Kunshan Sword, this Yuanying Zhenren can turn the virtual into reality and create the benefits of the home court. At this time, there is no ethereal atmosphere of the Yunlu Tiantai? What is filled with is full of magnificent earth-shaped spiritual energy.

Although this skill is light, it is essentially caused by a Yuanying True Man using the supreme magic method and a technique that can transform the spiritual energy of the world. Although Zhifeng True Man is not good at fighting, his magic cultivation is worthy of the title of Yuanying True Man, which immediately won applause from the audience.

The elder Chuangong Liu Xian praised him without hesitation and nodded, "Okay, what a cloud of concrete, the immortal arts of Shengjing Immortal Sect are indeed well-known and worthy of the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance."

Elder Fang He also gave a high evaluation: "Although this person is unbearable, his magical attainments are really good. Compared with the ordinary Nascent Souls I saw in Tiannan Prefecture, I have won more than one level of victory."

Feng Yin Zhenren was wearing glasses and pondering without saying a word. I don’t know what the showdown between the two had turned into in his eyes...

At the same time, in the back row of the audience, a red and white monk held a large stack of sincere papers in his hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone is optimistic! Zhifeng Zhenren has already used strange techniques to prove that he is completely superior to ordinary Yuanying! On the other side, he is still the fifth elder who is unreliable, has no moral integrity, has low cultivation, poor sword skills, and is known as the shame of the spiritual sword. There is no need to say much about the difference between the two sides! However, our odds remain unchanged, Zhifeng Zhenren still pays 1.5 per 1, and the fifth elder still pays 10 per 1! Everyone, it's time to place bets!"

...

Everything below the stage could not affect the two duels on the stage. Zhifeng Zhenren was the first to win the crowd, using Kunshan Sword Void Concrete, while Wang Wu shrugged in irrelevantly, and then changed the position of the green bamboo sword in his hand, without any intention of using any spell to counterattack.

Zhifeng Zhenren sneered in his heart: This woman is smart. With her Jindan cultivation, she has no chance of winning against herself in magic. The only hope is on her sword. She is not good at fighting, and she has the possibility of being defeated by someone with one sword. Moreover, the flaws she deliberately sold were also accepted by the other party...

OK, let's go first as you wish.

The next moment, Zhifeng Zhenren danced the Kunshan Sword, and suddenly the earth-like spiritual energy between heaven and earth rolled up like a hurricane. The clear sky was suddenly covered with a layer of wild sand. Under the cover of the sandstorm, the Kunshan Sword moved again and pointed at Wang Wu's shoulders from afar.

boom!

The earth trembled, and the rocky ground of thousands of meters in a radius was as if there was life. It shook with the movement of the sword and roared angrily. At Wang Wu's feet, a thick stone pillar with a diameter of 100 meters rose up from the ground, stabbing straight into the sky like a sharp sword!

Elder Liu Xian from the audience clapped and praised: "What a ground edge needle! Hey, the collision power of earth and rocks is second, and the destructive power of this earth shock is also included, which makes people unable to avoid it and cannot be prevented! It is rare to have such magic cultivation in the Nascent Soul realm!"

Unfortunately, such a spell could not hurt Wang Wu at all. The woman in white faced the fission of the earth, and did not change at all. She just lazily pointed the Cuizhu sword at her feet, and was holding back the ground edge needle that was rising from the ground. As the green light swayed, no matter how powerful the earth and stone needle was, it was completely resolved by the long sword.

After one breath, the ground was stable and the edge of the ground was formed. Wang Wuying stood on the tip of the needle, her white clothes were as white as snow, without any dust.

The elders of the Spirit Sword under the stage ignored this and seemed to be accustomed to it, but the disciples behind them were in an uproar.

The Earth Edge Needle of the Yuanying True Man just seemed to be just a stone pillar more than 100 meters high, but in fact it was caused by the Zhifeng True Man who compressed the magic range with his profound cultivation, condensed the huge destructive power that was enough to destroy the city and destroy the country on a stone pillar. The most important thing was the point at the tip of the stone pillar. If it was pushed forward, the shock force contained in the Earth Edge Needle would be enough to shake a Jindan monk's body to disintegrate and shatter the golden elixir... However, it fell at Wang Wu's feet and was bit by the bamboo sword, but it didn't work at all!

So people finally recall a long-standing legend: It is said that this five elder is a defense master?

In the past, the disciples just thought it was the seven incredible legends of the Spirit Sword. Now it seems that it is true! The golden elixir cultivation is still so lightly to block the attack of the Yuanying. It seems that these five elders are really capable!

At the same time, on the stage, the face of Zhifeng Zhenren, who did not work, looked solemn, the Kunshan sword was still in his hand, and the sandstorm behind him became more and more violent, brewing a more powerful killer move.

Wang Wu shook the bamboo sword a little bored: "A man is really strong and can't be strong. This stone pillar that is quite impressive is not strong enough. Brother Zhifeng, let's burn a little passion~ I'll wait for you."
Chapter completed!