Chapter 175: Your cultivation level is not enough!
After hearing this, the disciples of the Kendo Sect laughed loudly and jeered.
Even the inner disciples of Wuguang Sect are holding back their laughter for fear that their elders will be displeased if they laugh out loud.
The leader of Wuguang Sect, Zheng Dongjie, flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind swept over him, blowing away the stench, and even threw the dumbfounded Wang Zhonghui directly from Huihui Peak back to the inner hall of Wuguang Sect.
The old man Dongfang smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Zheng Dongjie, Wang Zhonghui didn't use his immortal skills well and can't tell his true level. I think this is a draw." After saying this, he looked at Feng Zhiyi appreciatively.
Zheng Dongjie said with a gloomy face: "If you lose, you lose. Where is the talk of a tie? Let's continue!"
The old man Dongfang laughed and said: "As expected of the great sect from five hundred years ago! Okay, then Chao Xiangchen, come on!"
As the old man Dongfang finished speaking, a disciple walked out of the Kendo Sect. This man was about twenty-four or five years old, with a fair face and clear eyebrows. When this man came to the stone platform, he cupped his fists and stopped talking.
Zheng Dongjie, the real person, did not call the inner disciples to appear this time, but took out a jade slip and pinched it gently. When the jade slip was broken, a flashing silver magic circle immediately appeared on the stone platform, and then the light shone brightly inside.
Get out of the three!
These three people were dressed in white, with five Bagua patterns painted on their chests. As soon as they appeared, a strong aura emerged, and all the disciples in the inner hall immediately became energetic!
The old man Dongfang's face also changed slightly, and he looked at these three people carefully.
The middle-aged man standing at the end of the Kendo Sect's disciples' eyes suddenly flashed with a strong fighting spirit.
After these three people appeared, they glanced at the whole audience coldly. One of them, a middle-aged man in his forties, said solemnly: "Swordsmanship? Huh, Xiang lost twenty years ago, but he will definitely not do it this time!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes tightened. He only recognized one of the three people, and that was the person in the middle. This person was Xia Baichuan.
"Xiang Yanhai, this time you will represent our sect!" Zheng Dongjie said calmly.
Xiang Yanhai nodded slightly, held a fist towards Zheng Dongjie with both hands, and walked towards the middle of the stone platform. At the same time, the two people around him floated, jumped down from the stone platform and stood next to Zheng Dongjie.
"Xiang Yanhai! Senior Brother Xiang Yanhai, the core disciple of the Inner Hall! I heard that he reached the sixth level of the True Yuan Stage twenty years ago. When he appears this time, our Wuguang Sect will definitely win!" At this time, one of the Wuguang Sect disciples said
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"He is Xiang Yanhai! I heard Master say many times that our Wuguang Sect is the number one genius in a hundred years. It seems that the Sword Dao Sect will definitely lose this time!" Another person agreed.
"Brother Xiang, come on! We will follow your example!" other disciples shouted.
The disciples in the inner hall of Wuguang Sect cheered excitedly one by one. The defeat in the first two games made them regain their confidence at this moment, and some female disciples immediately fell in love with Xiang Yanhai like a nymphomaniac.
Zheng Dongjie, the leader of Wuguang Sect, is also smiling, secretly saying that Xiang Yanhai will definitely win this time!
Xia Baichuan glanced at Xiang Yanhai jealously and snorted.
The disciples of the Kendo Sect were also shocked. This Yanhai's reputation was astonishing to them. They were stunned during the exchange twenty years ago. Although they lost in the end, they left a legacy for the elders of the Kendo Sect.
Deep impression.
The old man Dongfang said with a gloomy expression: "Chao Xiangchen, I allow you to unlock the seal of the master and show your true level!"
Chao Xiangchen's expression was serious. He unbuttoned his clothes and saw a dark blue talisman taped to his chest.
The elders of Wuguang Sect were all startled, and after carefully looking at the talisman, they all looked shocked.
"Fellow Taoist Dongfang, this spiritual talisman..." Zheng Dongjie couldn't help but said with a look of dismay.
The old man Dongfang's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Master Zheng Dongjie, I have something to take this opportunity to explain. If our Sword Dao Sect wins today's exchange, in addition to the previous conditions, there will be one additional point that Wuguang Mountain needs to lend me the Sword Dao Sect.
Five hundred years!”
After hearing the words of the old man Dongfang, the expressions of everyone in the Wuguang Sect changed.
Zheng Dongjie narrowed his eyes and said, "Fellow Taoist Dongfang, are you kidding me?"
The old man Dongfang shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist Zheng Dongjie, you have also seen this spiritual talisman. The spiritual power on it cannot be made without the ancestor Zhenjun. To be honest, our Sword Dao Sect has an ancestor Zhenjun who returned from the battlefield in Dongzhou Divine Domain.
Yes! He brought back the news that all the True Lord ancestors of your Five Lights Sect have died."
After listening to the words of the old man Dongfang, Zheng Dongjie's expression changed. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoist Dongfang, don't talk nonsense, otherwise don't blame Wuguang Sect for being unkind!"
The old man Dongfang smiled slightly and said: "Our Swordsmanship Sect is looking at the past friendship, so we did not take advantage of it, but left a favor for the Wuguang Sect. If the Wuguang Sect wins this competition, then this matter will be over.
, My words have been conveyed, fellow Taoist Zheng Dongjie, let’s continue the competition!”
The disciples in the inner hall of Wuguang Sect were all confused when they heard this, but they all felt like a big stone was pressing down on their hearts, and the sky seemed to darken at this moment.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was shocked in his heart, secretly thinking that what Zhenzun Huang Yan said was indeed true. This Dongyang Continent is just the lowest level in the world of cultivation. The battles between masters are actually in the Dongzhou Divine Domain. No wonder the various sects in Dongyang Continent are
There are no True Lord-level masters in the sect, and even if they are, they are just newly promoted. It turns out that they all went to the Dongzhou Divine Territory.
Jiang Qingsong's face was pale and his eyes were lifeless as he said to himself: "It's over, it's over! The ancestors of the True Lord are dead. In the past, Wuguang Sect could still rely on the fact that the ancestors of the True Lord were outside to scare other sects, and it could barely stand firm. But
Now...it's over! Damn it, if the Dongyang Cultivation Alliance hadn't joined the Dongzhou Divine Realm five hundred years ago to search for the fictitious "Book of Heaven", we, the Wuguang Sect, wouldn't have ended up like this."
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. After Yuwen Zhouyuan heard the master's words, his heart couldn't help but move. Although he wanted to ask, he knew that now was not the time to inquire about the information, so he endured it.
Master Zheng Dongjie saw that the fellow disciples around him and the disciples in the sect all looked panicked. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shouted loudly: "Members of the Wuguang Sect should not panic. The authenticity of this matter can only be judged by the elders of the true master of the sect. Why are you panicking!"
Xiang Yanhai, keep competing!"
Xiang Yanhai, who was on the stone platform, was also shocked by the words of the old man Dongfang. At this time, he tightened his mind and opened his mouth and spit out a green light. As soon as the green light came out, it immediately expanded into a big hand with flashing green light and grabbed Chao Xiangchen.
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Chao Xiangchen's expression moved slightly, and without saying a word, he patted his storage bag, and six shining golden balls flew out to meet him.
Xiang Yanhai sneered, and secretly pinched the magic formula with his right hand. He swung his big hand in the air and suddenly a strange wind blew up. The six golden balls trembled slightly and deviated from the trajectory.
This strange wind even scattered the spiritual energy in Chao Xiangchen's body. His expression changed greatly and he shouted: "Explode!"
Six golden light balls exploded at the same time, and a circular wave blasted out, causing those watching around to retreat.
Xiang Yanhai snorted and said sarcastically: "What a trick!" As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his big hand in mid-air and turned it into a fist, slamming down the golden ball of light without slowing down the explosion speed.
Chao Xiangchen's face was bloodless. Seeing that the strange hand above his head was about to press down, he gritted his teeth and something suddenly floated up from the storage bag. It was a piece of ordinary-looking white paper. Chao Xiangchen bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.
The blood quickly transformed from mist into liquid in mid-air, condensing together like a blood dragon. Chao Xiangchen didn't even blink, holding the magic formula in his right hand and muttering something in his mouth.
I saw the blood dragon twisting and connecting head to tail to form a strange shape, which was suddenly printed on the white paper!
The white paper suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like a miniature sun, and the fist struck in mid-air quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw this, his heart moved. He also had this paper talisman in his storage bag!
"It's actually a spiritual treasure!" Xiang Yanhai frowned, and with a flick of his sleeves, two white dragons flew out, spun around in mid-air, and then struck Chao Xiangchen with lightning speed.
Chao Xiangchen laughed miserably. At this time, all his energy was focused on resisting the opponent's huge strange fist in mid-air, and he was completely unable to resist the two flying swords that turned into white dragons.
Seeing that the two white dragons had revealed their ferocious mouths, at this critical moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the disciples of the Sword Dao Sect.
Immediately afterwards, a black long rainbow shot out from the disciples of the Sword Dao Sect, easily wrapping up the two white dragons. The two white dragons made an overwhelmed creaking sound, and then the white dragons quickly shrank, and finally turned into two small silver swords.
sword.
The black Changhong shrank with all its strength, and with a sudden "snap" the two flying swords broke off and fell onto the stone platform.
Xiang Yanhai's expression changed instantly, and the flying sword that he had cultivated with his mind was destroyed, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, showing a look of horror.
The big hand pressing on Chao Xiangchen's head was unable to condense and dissipate because his mind was damaged.
Chao Xiangchen escaped and quickly grabbed the yellow paper and quickly retreated, with a look of luck on his face. Xiang Yanhai walked down the stone platform with a gloomy expression.
Zheng Dongjie's face darkened and he shouted: "Kendo Sect, don't bully others too much!" Several fellow disciples beside him also glared angrily, and some of them had already taken out their personal magic weapons, seeing that they would get into trouble if they disagreed with each other.
Fight!
At this time, most of the disciples in the inner hall also saw the secret and showed angry expressions. The other two disciples in white who appeared at the same time as Xiang Yanhai had cautious faces and looked at the middle-aged man standing at the end of the Sword Dao Sect.
That cold snort just now was made by him.
The old man Dongfang looked back at the middle-aged man, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this third game, your Wuguang Sect won. As for what happened just now, I..."
"Uncle Dongfang, don't talk so much nonsense to people like Wuguang Sect. This Wuguang Sect is nothing more than that!" The middle-aged man standing at the end walked out unruly. As soon as he stepped on the ground, there was a "click" sound and a thin line.
Long cracks immediately appeared from under his feet and spread to the edge of the stone platform.
At the same time, his body suddenly appeared on the stone platform, he looked at the people of Wuguang Sect arrogantly and said: "You inner disciples, please come together, I, Fu Jiangtao, am enough!"
The disciples of Wuguang Sect immediately started to make an uproar and showed angry expressions. Even the elders of Wuguang Sect frowned.
Unusually, none of the disciples of the Kendo Sect spoke, and all of them had a look of respect in their eyes. It was obvious that this person's status in the Kendo Sect was of great importance.
The old man Dongfang coughed and said loudly: "Fellow Taoist Zheng Dongjie, this Jiang Tao is the great disciple of my Sword Dao Sect! This time we will decide the outcome alone. If one of you can persist undefeated for ten breaths, your Wuguang Sect will win.
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Xia Baichuan's eyes flashed, and he jumped onto the stone platform and said in a deep voice: "What an arrogant boy, I, Xia Baichuan, come to see how much you weigh!"
Fu Jiangtao laughed wildly and said: "You? It seems that the eighth level of the True Yuan Stage and the ninth level of the True Yuan Stage are not enough to hide your strength!"