Hearing the clamor around him, Wu Feng's eyes became even more murderous. He had heard before that most of these official disciples were from aristocratic families, and belonged to the first class of playboys. They were only selected into the Huayang Sect because they were lucky enough to have spiritual bones.
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Although he has the strength of the Qi-entraining realm, there are not many cities, and they are completely incomparable with the sect giants and heroes that Wu Feng met in the lower realm. In addition, training is boring, and he usually either teases the maids or plays around, eager to cause trouble.
Something happened and their innate sense of superiority made these people treat the handyman disciples and servants as if they were domestic animals.
"Die!"
The young man had a ferocious look on his face, roared angrily, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out, a deep purple light flew out, and the sharp cold air hit Wu Feng's throat.
A trace of anger flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, and his men showed no mercy. He quickly took out the golden bowl with his other hand, held it in front of him, and muttered something in his mouth. After a moment, a surge of spiritual power suddenly rushed out from the palm of his hand.
, condensed into a sharp aqua blue sword light.
puff!
The sword light roared and stabbed towards the young man's chest!
All this happened in an instant. The young man's deep purple light hit the golden bowl and rubbed out a band of spiritual energy, revealing his true body. It turned out to be a flying knife with tiny fingers, with a star carved on the handle.
A ferocious beast head.
Seeing that the magical weapon was resisted, the young man's face changed slightly. Although he was used to being arrogant and playboy, he was still quite scheming under the influence of his family's environment. He immediately knew that Wu Feng was extraordinary. His figure flashed suddenly, like light and shadow.
With a general slide, he quickly retreated seven or eight feet away, widening the distance between the two, and cleverly avoiding the aqua blue sword light.
The people around were shocked. They didn't expect Wu Feng to be able to take on the young man's attack. They didn't expect that Wu Feng, as a handyman disciple, would dare to fight back against the young man, and he would retaliate with tooth for tooth and a killing move for a killing move!
You know, even if Wu Feng really kills this young man, he will definitely die afterwards.
The young man was forced to retreat by Wu Feng in front of everyone, and his face was greatly lost. His face became extremely ferocious, and he said grimly: "If I don't kill you today, I will not be named Xie!"
After a while, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, the air seemed to be dyed, and a red air flow gathered from behind the young man, faintly turning into the shape of a giant sword.
"Nine Yang Sutra, Two Yang Divine Sword!"
The young man shouted loudly and raised his hand to point at Wu Feng.
The crimson light behind him suddenly shrank, condensed into a three-foot-long crimson giant sword, and slashed down on Wu Feng's head.
Wu Feng's eyes narrowed, a sharp cold light flashed, and the golden bowl in his hand floated out quickly. A ball of golden light lit up in the bowl, and many symbols and patterns lit up from the golden bowl. After a moment, the golden bowl
It suddenly grew bigger, covering Wu Feng inside.
Bang!
The huge red sword slashed down, and the turbulent air flow seemed to split the air. The clothes and hair of the people watching around were blown to pieces.
The sword light fell on the golden bowl, and the whole earth seemed to be pressed down by a huge force, sinking slightly. If it were not for the fact that the floor of Guangdao Hall was not made of ordinary stone, it would have sunk into a big pit at this moment.
The giant sword did not break open the golden bowl, and did not even leave a trace on it. As the giant sword was pushed away by the backlash, the golden bowl suddenly opened, and ten rays of true water sword light shot out from inside.
The true water sword light flew out, and immediately dispersed and strangled the young man from different directions.
The young man's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch the jade pendant at his waist.
The jade pendant that looked like a pendant suddenly lit up with silver light, and a large amount of spiritual energy seemed to flow from it, flying into the air and forming an almost transparent shield.
Bang bang bang...
Ten rays of true water sword light shot out and hit the transparent shield, causing ripples. After the ten rays of true water sword light dissipated, the shield was removed. The young man was about to cast a spell when he suddenly heard
There was a "click" sound.
He looked down and saw a crack on the jade pendant.
The young man's face changed slightly, and he finally realized how terrifying the power of the ten true water swords just now was. This jade pendant was a high-grade magic weapon specially bought for him by his father. Although it barely reached the top-grade level, it was still very precious.
He had withstood many assassinations and sneak attacks for him, but he didn't expect that it would break in Wu Feng's hands today.
Rumble~~
At this moment, the entire sky became dark.
Including this young man, all the disciples in the Guangdao Hall looked up in surprise, and found that the sky that was clear a moment ago had unexpectedly rolled in large dark clouds, and fierce lightning cracked through it.
It seems to tear the heaven and the earth apart!
"Lingyu, into a sword!"
Wu Feng just pinched his fingers and stared at the young man with cold eyes. This was the power behind the fourth level of Lingyu Jue.
Although this Spiritual Rain Technique can be used to water spiritual fields, it has considerable destructive power. It can summon tornadoes when it reaches the third level. If it is on the sea, it can lift dozens of giant ships without any effort at all, even if the Qi Entraining Realm is strong.
Even if the person has a protective spiritual shield, it will be broken by the strong twisting force of the tornado.
And when you reach the fourth level, raindrops turn into swords!
As Wu Feng raised his hand to beckon, raindrops slowly fell from the sky, and every drop of rainwater contained a light cyan aura.
"Condensation!" When Wu Feng uttered the last word, the drizzle suddenly condensed and turned into sharp sword blades like silk threads.
Wu Feng stared at the young man, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and all the sword threads flew towards him, coming from all directions.
The young man was startled and hurriedly turned on the jade pendant to protect him.
The transparent energy shield enveloped his body, causing a large number of ripples under the wash of countless raindrops. After a while, fine cracks appeared.
And on the body of this young man's jade pendant, the small crack gradually became larger.
Seeing this scene, the young man's face was horrified, with fear in his eyes, and he said to Wu Feng: "Stop! Stop!! Are you crazy? I am an official disciple. If you kill me, you will die too!!"
Wu Feng stared at him coldly, showing no intention of stopping.
The other disciples watching around looked shocked. They didn't expect Wu Feng, a handyman disciple, to have such strong power, and he dared to kill an official disciple... Is he crazy?
Those who were originally making a fuss and made a fuss quietly retreated, deliberately avoiding the muddy water.
There is a kind of person who is the most terrifying in this world.
That's crazy!
No one dares to provoke him!
The raindrops from the sky concentrated on the young man's jade shield. After a moment, the cracks in the shield suddenly loosened, and the entire shield collapsed.
The jade pendant around his waist also cracked in half and fell to the ground.
This young man's heart also sank into the ice cave.
A cold light flashed in Wu Feng's eyes, and he was about to cast a spell. At this moment, an old voice sounded from his heart: "Young man, don't be too murderous."
Just a few words interrupted the spiritual power output he was casting.
As if Wu Feng's body had been hit hard, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was suddenly suffocated, and he could no longer maintain the Spiritual Rain Technique. His pupils shrank slightly, revealing a bit of horror. He looked around hurriedly, and suddenly saw that
Beside the young man, an old man in gray robe appeared at some point.
When the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the people around them also reacted, and someone immediately exclaimed: "It's the escort!"
Everyone looked at the old man in gray clothes.
The young man also reacted at this moment, and immediately saw the old man in gray next to him. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he said quickly: "Senior, he is from the guard, right? This, this beast wants to kill me!" After saying that, he immediately raised his finger and pointed at Wu.
Feng's eyes were filled with malice and pride.
Hearing this, everyone else looked at Wu Feng, with a hint of sneer and amusement in their eyes, as if they were waiting to see his punishment.
Snap!
Suddenly, a crisp sound drew everyone's attention to the young man, with expressions of disbelief on his face.
I saw a bright red palm print on this young man's face, and the sculptor of this masterpiece was the old man in gray next to him.