Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety-Four: The Peak Chasing Immortals List
"Zhou...Zhou Mingshan..."
"The first person on the list of immortals..."
"It is said that he failed to pass the Lingwu Tribulation, but he did not die, and survived strangely."
"Yes, it is said that this guy was also a blessing in disguise. He actually developed a trace of spiritual power that only spiritual martial arts can possess..."
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Even if everyone was optimistic about Chu Feiyun at this time, they didn't think he could win. This was the existence of quasi-spiritual martial arts, an existence that was more powerful than the half-step martial immortal.
"Stop talking nonsense, fight if you want to fight..."
Chu Feiyun's fighting spirit was inspiration. This time Jian Xuehen and Jian Kunming did not ask for a fight because they knew that this opponent was not something they could deal with. At the same time, they were also worried. After all, this guy was the number one person on the list of immortals.
"Zengzhu Chu is indeed very kind..."
Zhou Mingshan didn't hesitate, and the golden stick in his hand danced rapidly in the air and smashed it towards Chu Feiyun.
"Destroy the soul, cut off the body, cut off the soul, suck..."
Chu Feiyun said lightly, but the dark golden gourd that had been tried and done was no longer reacted.
"Zong Master Chu, what? It doesn't work? Haha..."
I saw the golden long stick in Zhou Mingshan's hand come out of his hand and smash it towards Chu Feiyun.
"So that's it, it's the ancient Xuanbing..."
Chu Feiyun took back the Destroying Sword, and the two huge palms also retracted into the void.
"Baoxiao Sword, kill..."
The nine-headed monster bird held its heads and bombarded the ancient sword at the golden long stick.
"Qiankun stick, divide..."
I saw Zhou Mingshan constantly forming seals in his hands, and the golden long stick immediately transformed into hundreds of them.
The hundreds of golden sticks hit the nine-headed monster bird.
Each golden stick contains a faint spiritual power, but it is this faint spiritual power that makes it difficult for the nine-headed demon bird ghost car to deal with. No matter how powerful the Biaoxiao Sword is, it is a ninth-level mysterious soldier. The spiritual power is only available in the Spiritual Martial Holy Soldier, or the Spiritual Martial Arts uses ancient mysterious soldiers.
"Baoxiao Sword, go back..."
Chu Feiyun took back the Poxiao Sword and thought about countermeasures.
"What's wrong, Master Chu, is this the only skill?"
Zhou Mingshan took back the golden stick in the sky and turned it into one again. He held the golden stick in both hands and smashed it towards Chu Feiyun.
"roar…"
A roar that shook the sky and came like hell, carrying a deep and terrifying aura that made the scalp numb. Then everyone widened their eyes. A dark stick that was more than fifty meters long appeared out of thin air. The stick was shining with metallic luster, black and dazzling, and was carved with nine spiritual beast patterns of various shapes. The spiritual beast patterns were vivid, like a living thing, and were about to emerge. The nine spiritual beast patterns wrapped around the entire stick for a whole week. As soon as the huge stick came out, it was already the weather that had already seen the sunshine in Chu Chen, and it suddenly became gloomy. The strong wind suddenly rose, the clouds were covered with lightning, and the thunder sounded, and a breath like an ancient trapped beast overflowed...
"roar…"
A domineering roar came from the stick again, and a powerful pressure suddenly spread out with Chu Feiyun as the center.
"The mysterious demon dragon stick..."
"Legendly, wasn't Chu Feiyun unable to use his demonic energy anymore because he was poisoned by insects and herbs?"
"The third immortal soldier in the Lingwu Holy Soldier Gang, the famous Xuan Soldier of the Lingwu Heavenly Demon Emperor back then."
"So what, can he have full control?"
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The next moment everyone widened their eyes.
"The mysterious demon dragon stick, shrank..."
Chu Feiyun said lightly, and the black iron rod that was always fifty meters long in his arms instantly turned into two meters long. It just so happened that Chu Feiyun could hold the thickness with one hand.
Chu Feiyun held a dark stick covered with blood-colored patterns and smashed it towards Zhou Mingshan.
Zhou Mingshan was also not vague and held a golden stick in his hand to fight with Chu Feiyun. A golden stick and a dark blood-patterned stick were constantly bombarded together, and sparks were lit.
Which is better, the ancient Xuan Soldier Qiankun Stick or the Lingwu Holy Soldier Xuan Demon Tianlong Stick, is about to be revealed.
"boom…"
Zhou Mingshan was directly shaken away by Chu Feiyun's stick.
Although Zhou Mingshan had a trace of spiritual power in his body, the spiritual martial holy soldiers in Chu Feiyun's hand contained the spiritual martial power of the Lingwu Heavenly Demon Emperor back then. It was the purest spiritual power in the ancient times, and it was not something Zhou Mingshan could deal with.
The next moment...
"The mysterious demon dragon stick, the prison bull roar..."
A dragon-shaped spirit beast with cow horns in the nine blood-colored spirit beasts above the Xuanmo Heavenly Dragon Stick suddenly released dazzling golden light. The next moment the cow horned dragon-shaped spirit beast actually transformed from the Xuanmo Heavenly Dragon Stick, and the body as big as a hill floated on the Xuanmo Heavenly Dragon Stick. The next moment the cow horned dragon-shaped spirit beast took a breath, and the wind was howling. The next moment, the cow horned dragon-shaped spirit beast's cheeks swelled up, and then a roar that almost tore through the heart and lungs suddenly came out:
"roar…"
A stream of golden and substantial sound waves came from the mouth of the huge spiritual beast phantom of the prison bull and rushed towards Zhou Mingshan.
All the martial artists present with the strength of the martial immortals blocked their ears. Many of the low-powered disciples were already feeling chest tightness and bloating, and even more could not bear the pressure and vomited blood. This was the case when Chu Feiyun, the Prisoner Niu Xiao, did not target them.
Zhou Mingshan first felt a tingling headache in his ears and suddenly hugged his head with both hands, but the next moment, the substantial golden sound waves suddenly hit Zhou Mingshan's chest.
"puff…"
Zhou Mingshan blew out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away.
"Ah, Qiankun stick, Qiankun bombarded..."
Zhou Mingshan used his last strength to mobilize the true energy in his body, and quickly formed seals in his hand. The next moment, he saw the golden long stick hit Chu Feiyun and swelled in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it had become more than a hundred meters long as the thickness of a water tank.
"The mysterious demon dragon stick, dominate it and smash it..."
Chu Feiyun shouted again, and saw another blood-red spirit beast pattern on the dark iron stick in his hand released a dazzling golden light. The next moment, a row of turtle-shaped spirit beasts with sharp teeth transformed out. The phantom of the spirit beast was even larger, as big as a mountain, and a huge stone tablet was held on the back of the spirit beast.
The huge turtle-shaped spirit beast phantom suddenly hit the golden long stick. The golden long stick was the ancient Xuan soldiers and was powerful, but what he encountered was the heaviest domineering among the nine demons among the mysterious demons. This spirit beast was not important to him, but the huge stone wall carrying it on his back weighed hundreds of millions of pounds.
"boom…"
The huge turtle-shaped spirit beast phantom directly smashed the Qiankun stick that had been turned into more than a hundred meters long to the ground, pressing it tightly on it, and the Qiankun stick could not move at all.
"puff…"
His mysterious soldier was damaged, and Zhou Mingshan spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He was already seriously injured and had no power to fight again.
"this…"
"Chu Feiyun actually...win...win..."
"The first person on the immortal list has been replaced..."
"The Xuanmo Tianlong Stick is worthy of being the top three immortal weapons on the list of Spiritual Martial Holy Soldiers. It's really terrifying."
"There is a good show now. Chu Feiyun has just become the leader of the sect, and he probably wants to establish his authority with this...!"
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Everyone in the audience was also talking.
The phantoms of the two giant beasts returned to the Xuanmo Tianlong Stick. Chu Feiyun put away the Xuanmo Tianlong Stick and threw Zhou Mingshan to Li He and Wang Ji without hesitation. The Qiankun stick, which was already covered with cracks, was also thrown to Zhou Mingshan by Chu Feiyun.
"Okay, now you can tell me, who instructed you to come, tell me the truth, I won't kill you, don't want to escape, I have two elders of the Lingwu level in my Shuangjian Pavilion, and you can't run out."
Chu Feiyun looked down at the three defeated soldiers on the ground. At the same time, Qiu Xuan Jian and Jian Lao also came over. The aura of spiritual martial arts on their bodies suppressed the three of them. At this time, the three of them had no intention of escaping.
"You...you really don't kill us?"
Li He said with a trembling voice. At this moment, he had a pool of bitterness in his heart. If he had not been forced to provoke Chu Feiyun as he wished, the power behind this guy would not be able to deal with by these so-called powerful men on the immortal list.
"I, Chu Feiyun, keep my word. If you talk too much, I will kill you now..."
Chu Feiyun's voice was filled with such a bloodthirsty coldness.
Zhou Mingshan and the other two felt a chill all over and suddenly got a clever blow.
Li He and Wang Ji looked at Zhou Mingshan, and the eyes clearly meant that you have the strongest strength, so you should tell me...
"You said, I don't have that much patience and I'm likely to miss it and take your life."
Chu Feiyun said coldly again, his face also cold as frost. On the first day of the reconstruction of the Shuangjian Pavilion, how could he not get angry when he encountered such a thing?
"Yes...Yun Zifeng, Yun Zifeng threatened us to do it..."
Zhou Mingshan looked confused. On the one hand, he would die after saying it, but on the other hand, he would die now if he didn't say it, and he would take the blame for others. He also took the blame. He was also willing to die, and he was dying, so he could understand it.
"Haha, I expected it long ago..."
Chu Feiyun sneered.
"Zheng Master Chu, we really didn't voluntarily. You also know the strength of Yun Zifeng. The three so-called powerful people on the immortal list are not even as good as an ant in front of others. Let me tell you the truth! Li Chen, the eldest disciple of Yun Zifeng Peak, forced us to do it. Li Chen has already broken through to the rank of Lingwu, and we can't resist at all, and our bodies are under the "Pill Breaking and Broken Vein Talisman". As long as we are disobedient, Yun Zifeng can smash all our dantian meridians at any time. If this is not the case, how dare we touch your eyebrows."