Within a hundred feet of the battlefield, waves of sword energy burst out. Although it was much weaker than Zhan Tian's sixth-level sword energy, it was still frightening.
"Sword Qi Transformation~!"
Zhanzhi roared loudly and suddenly waved the sword in his hand. The sword flashed and teleported in front of Bei Baifeng Baizhang. At the front of the sword, a lion's head about ten feet in size was roaring ferociously.
"Huh?"
Bei Baifeng exclaimed and took a step back. At the same time, the silver soft sword in his hand drew nine plum blossoms again, but the shape of the plum blossoms changed from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a broad bean. It seemed that there was still a little bright red hidden in the stamens.
The nine plum blossoms formed a perfect formation and disappeared into the virtual shape of the lion's head. Xing Tian's sword only paused for a moment, then continued to shoot forward.
Bei Baifeng fell back and retreated quickly. Every time he took a step back, he drew a sword. With one sword, he made nine plum blossoms. Without exception, all the plum blossoms were submerged into the virtual shape of the lion's head. The virtual shape of the lion's head kept neighing and never jumped into Bei Baifeng.
Bai Feng is ten feet inside.
Ten breaths later, there was a loud bang and the lion's head morphed into dots of spirit dust, flying into the sky and earth. The blade of the Xingtian Sword was also exposed again.
"Meiji, come out~!"
Bei Baifeng, who had been retreating a hundred steps, finally showed a happy face, and with a low shout, the silver soft sword suddenly disappeared in his big hand.
In the sky, plum blossoms are blooming all over the sky, and the silver sword shadows are layered in layers, falling down like a goddess scattering flowers.
Xing Tianjian suddenly paused. Each of those blooming plum blossoms fell on the sword, like thunder, and made a loud cracking sound.
"Back, back, back~!"
Zhandi roared wildly, and waved to Xing Tianjian, who was thousands of feet away, with a pale face.
"Reply? You should think about yourself, right?"
A sneer came from the side of the battlefield, falling into his sea of consciousness, like five thunders striking his head.
"Di'er, run away quickly!!!"
On the high platform, Zhanji was horrified, and his huge spiritual consciousness shot into the competition platform, shouting fiercely, reminding the battlefield.
"Escape~!" Zhanzhi gritted his teeth and roared secretly, his figure blurred for a while, but unfortunately it was still too late.
A five-foot-long gray-white wolf claw protruded out, sweeping across the blurry afterimage.
"Ah~!"
The miserable howls from the battlefield came as expected, and a piece of blood mist flew out from where he stood. In the blood mist, Bei Baifeng's figure appeared with a trace of regret on his face. On his white right hand,
It was dark red. He frowned slightly, glanced around, raised his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a three-inch blood ball rolled. Green smoke kept flying out of the blood ball. This was what he collected after breaking through the battlefield.
of blood.
Five thousand feet away, the battlefield stumbled out, half of the arms and bones and muscles were missing, the whole body was covered in blood, and the eyes were full of ferociousness. The pressure on his body was also extremely weak, and he was on the verge of collapse.
The Xingtian Sword, covered by thousands of snowy plum blossoms, buzzed and whined, and the spiritual light on the sword also flew away. Then, all the plum blossoms surged, and a female nun in a white dress appeared. The female nun was as white as snow, with only a slightly jade face.
With a little bit of bright red. As soon as she appeared, she waved her jade hand and collected the Xing Tianjian, which was still wailing. Then, she flashed to Bei Baifeng's side, and without hesitation, she took his right hand and swallowed the blood ball in one gulp.
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The battlefield was shaking violently, and he looked fearfully at Bei Baifeng and the female cultivator in white skirt not far away. His mind was in chaos, and he had not yet woken up from the failure. He had not yet realized that the distance of five thousand feet was too far for the great cultivator.
To put it another way, if he takes one more blow in just one breath, he will definitely die!
A sharp light flashed in Bei Baifeng's eyes, his five fingers formed into claws, and he drew out his claws without hesitation.
"Stop, Bei Baifeng! Save your life!" Zhan Ji's shout penetrated into Bei Baifeng's sea of consciousness.
"Keep him alive?" Bei Baifeng glanced at Zhan Ji coldly, and five gray wolf claws suddenly covered Zhan Ji's head.
Only then did Zhanzhi wake up and wanted to surrender. However, he sadly discovered that neither his consciousness nor his voice could penetrate his body at all. His body seemed to be in a prison weighed by billions of pounds.
"Brother Bai Feng, you're giving me a chance to save face!" Zhan Ji gritted his teeth and sent the message.
Bei Baifeng shook his head slowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightened his claws again.
"I will give you one million of the best!"
Bei Baifeng snorted coldly, and the spiritual energy in his claws circulated, shooting out all kinds of coercion.
"What do you want? Treasures, territory, crystals, women, I can give you everything! I can tell you: if you die on the battlefield, the Zhanbai family will never have peace from now on!"
Bei Baifeng nodded with an evil smile, glanced at where Tianjiu was, and waved his hand in a killing gesture.
"You mean you want me to kill the plague god Tianjiu?" Zhan Ji frowned.
Bei Baifeng nodded and glanced at Mi Yurong again.
"No way, you won't even let the female cultivator go?!" Zhan Ji swallowed hard.
Bei Baifeng bared his teeth and snorted, his eyes flashing with ferocity.
"Okay, okay! Let's make a deal! If I don't meet any of them in the final test, I don't owe you Bai Feng any favors!" Zhan Ji nodded repeatedly.
A trace of joy floated in the depths of Bei Baifeng's eyes, and his five claws moved together. A small wisp of gray smoke curled out from above Zhanjiang's head, and was swept away by it. At the same time, Zhanjiang's face showed an extremely painful look.
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"You...you took away his soul?!" Zhan Ji almost jumped up.
Bai Zhanxiong on the side seemed to see something and comforted: "Brother Zhan, he is just a soul. The battlefield is still fine. Except for being unable to advance, everything else is normal. Don't worry, as long as you meet my conditions, this will
He will definitely return the soul in full, I promise you."
After Bai Zhanxiong finished speaking, he shot a trace of his consciousness towards the competition table.
Bei Baifeng smiled and nodded, waved his five claws, and the bloody body flew out from the battlefield.
On the bottom platform of the Immortal Viewing Platform, a ray of green light shot out, and then Nan Zhantian's figure appeared. He looked coldly at Bei Baifeng for a few breaths, hugged Zhantian's bloody body, turned around and flew into the bottom platform.
In the boss area, Zhan Ji looked depressed and trembled as he transmitted the message: "Old Bai, your little brat is so ruthless! You don't give me any face at all. Zhan Tian has been with him for more than ten years, and he doesn't show any mercy at all.
Threatening my son’s soul, good, good!”
"Haha! Brother Zhan, my Bai family has always behaved like this. You should be grateful to Bai Feng for not killing your son in the battlefield. If it weren't for you and the Zhan family, the loser on the stage would have died long ago!"
Bai Zhanxiong said with a light smile and turned his gaze to the competition stage where Mi Yurong was.
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Mi Yurong glanced at the competition platform aside. There, Bei Baifeng had already returned victorious. From the moment the sword came out to the victory, it took only two hundred breaths. But Bai Kan, opposite her, was like a dragon swimming in the air within a ten-mile radius.
Flying at extremely high speed, two hundred breaths passed by in the blink of an eye, and she didn't even hit the corner of Bai Kan's robe.
The most hateful thing is that Bai Kan keeps throwing black pills into the air. These pills are about the size of eggs. When thrown into the air, they explode, forming black spiritual clouds about ten feet in size.
Whether it was the explosion or the black spiritual cloud, it did no harm to the monks, but it violently burned the spiritual energy in the formation, especially the wood spirit energy. After two hundred breaths, the wood spirit energy in the entire array was gone.
live.
Mi Yurong stopped chasing and stood angrily in the middle of the competition platform. She looked at Bai Kan who was teleporting and walking on the edge of the formation, and shouted: "Bai Kan, you are still a seven-foot man after all, and you are also a dignified member of the Bai family.
Boss, why are you acting like a scoundrel? You have extracted the wood spirit energy here, and you think you can defeat this fairy?! Wishful thinking! Even if this fairy does not absorb the wood spirit energy in the air, she can still support ten figures just by relying on the Nascent Soul in her Dantian.
An hour!"
"Haha! Fairy, Bai Kan is not talented and is afraid of your wooden sword. But Bai's ability to escape is top-notch and his escape skills are unparalleled. He can't beat you, so why can't he drag you to death?! Bai's treasure is not as sharp as yours.
, Dantian is not as full as yours, but Bai has the spirit-devouring pill, which has swallowed up all the wood spirit energy here. One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and the outcome between us is still unknown!" Bai Kan smiled and kicked heavily in his mouth.
From the sleeve of his robe, a green pill quietly slipped out and slipped into his palm. It was mixed with dozens of black soul-devouring pills, which was really dazzling.
The pills were about the size of a dragon's eye, and shone slightly with a green light. Bai Kan gently grasped them with his palm, and all the pills instantly shattered into powder. They followed the corner of his sleeves like mist and slowly disappeared into the world. (To be continued.)