"Feng Lin, I can compensate for the resources for cultivating immortals. Just think of it as a way to put things to rest. If you have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, this person from the Qinglong Sect will never be able to survive. I will help you survive.
If the Feng family wants to fight and capture Qinglong Island, then just say it directly without beating around the bush. If you just want an explanation and compensation, even if it is not my Qinglongmen's fault, then I am willing to pay compensation."
Wang Xianyun could tell that the Feng family had never thought about reconciliation. They just needed a reason. It would be a matter of time before they attacked Qinglongmen.
So at this time, he no longer had any demands for perfection. The compensation later was also very tough, and the help in the front was even more tough.
Since the Qinglong Sect is going to be destroyed, why should I be polite to you? There is absolutely no need for me to do so. I want to gain some advantage verbally first, and I cannot lose in terms of momentum.
"Wang Yun, you are looking for death!"
After saying that, Feng Lin raised the flying sword in his hand and attacked Wang Xianyun. The sword screamed continuously, the sword energy was rising, and the sword light flashed. The power was not simple.
Wang Xianyun's face was solemn, he raised the spiritual weapon stick in his hand, and stared at Feng Long closely. The latter was calm and composed, and seemed to have no intention of taking action.
For Feng Lin, a monk on the second level of foundation building, it can be seen from the sound of the sword that he has reached the early stage of sword power, which is already extremely good.
But Wang Xianyun also came from a physical training background. He had been practicing at the ninth level of Qi for many years and after building the foundation, although his progress was slow, he still had a lot of experience and was very strong.
Wang Xianyun didn't mean to be afraid. Since Fenglong didn't take action, Wang Xianyun, who was a physical practitioner, was not someone who was afraid of fighting.
"when!"
With the sound of a clang, the sticks and swords intersected, the spiritual energy spread, the air waves formed, the shadows of the sticks and the light of the swords continued in layers, and the two people struggled together.
Feng Lin's face was gloomy, his eyes were fierce, and his desire to fight was rising steadily. As soon as they fought, he felt that Wang Xianyun's strength was not simple.
I heard before that Wang Xianyun defeated the second level of foundation building with the first level of foundation building, and then captured Qinglong Island and established Qinglong Gate.
This battle allowed him to see that it was indeed not easy. He didn't want to lose to Wang Xianyun. After all, he had understood the power of the sword.
The flying sword in his hand was like the wind, with extremely fast speed and tricky attacks. With flexible attacks, he neutralized Wang Xianyun's huge power, making it difficult for Wang Xianyun to use his full strength.
This was Wang Xianyun's first battle with a monk who understood the power of the sword since he established the foundation. Wang Shanxiong understood the power of the sword, but he was too powerful.
He is a genius in swordsmanship. Wang Xianyun is no match for Wang Shanxiong. Not long ago, he made a successful breakthrough and achieved a small level of swordsmanship.
Faced with Feng Lin, a monk whose strength was not very different from his own and whose realm was higher than his own, Wang Xianyun's desire to fight was even stronger than Feng Lin's.
I saw him holding the spiritual weapon stick tightly with both hands, switching back and forth continuously, and the spiritual weapon stick continued to rotate, defending himself airtight.
Sparks flew everywhere, spiritual energy shot out, and the rotation of the spiritual weapon rod knocked back Feng Lin's tricky attacks one by one.
However, his attacks are orderly and not purely defensive. They are also constantly accumulating power and the speed of rotation is constantly accelerating.
In this regard, Feng Lin is not a fool. He has always felt that as the rotation speeds up, the rebound force of the spiritual energy stick against the flying sword is also constantly speeding up.
At this moment, Feng Lin's sword edge turned, and the flying sword and himself seemed to become one body, flying back and forth at extremely fast speeds.
Like a swimming dragon, this kind of attack was very powerful and extremely fast, and Wang Xianyun suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly.
With a solemn expression on his face, he crazily injected real energy into his body, quickly spinning back and forth, left and right, forming a four-sided wall to defend himself firmly.
Youlong couldn't attack, but facing the four walls, he concentrated his strength and attacked one point.
"when!"
Only a bang was heard, and a powerful energy spread directly from the middle, and Feng Lin and Wang Xianyun were directly pushed back.
The people below, whether they were from the Feng family or from the Qinglong sect, were all watching intently, holding their breaths, anticipating the outcome.
The people of Qinglongmen, under the arrangements of Wang Youjin and others, have all made arrangements and are waiting for the Feng family's attack at any time.
However, Feng Long still closed his eyes and rested, looking indifferent, like a master in a high position. In fact, his spiritual consciousness had been paying attention to the battle between the two.
Feng Lin and Wang Xianyun looked solemn and stared at each other closely. They picked up the flying swords and spiritual weapon sticks in their hands and began to gather momentum.
Wang Xianyun exchanged his left and right hands and kept rotating the spiritual weapon stick, making a whirring sound in the air. The speed became faster and faster, and more and more true energy was injected into it.
Feng Lin's flying sword, on the other hand, kept changing its sword moves, and the wind in the air became faster and faster. Under the control of the sword technique and true energy, it formed a dragon.
When the dragon was formed, it was transparent. As he continued to change his sword moves and inject true energy, the dragon slowly turned pale golden.
The size of the dragon is more than ten feet long. Although it is not very big, from the sword power and the amount of true energy inside, it can be seen that the strength of this golden dragon is extraordinary.
The spiritual energy in the air was snatched and absorbed by Wang Xianyun's spiritual weapon stick and Feng Lin's golden dragon. The momentum of the two became more and more obvious, and the wind force became stronger and stronger.
"The world is turned upside down!"
As Wang Xianyun groaned, he held the spiritual weapon stick tightly with both hands, and the shadows of all the sticks instantly merged into one, and he jumped up high and rushed directly towards Feng Lin.
"The golden dragon shines upon the world!"
Feng Lin shouted, and a large amount of true energy poured out. With a wave of the flying sword in his hand, the golden dragon changed from pale gold to golden color and flew directly towards Wang Xianyun.
"bump!"
The spiritual weapon stick came into contact with the golden dragon's head, and the sword energy suddenly shot out, and the dragon's head was dented. However, the golden dragon did not collapse, and the sword energy began to attack Wang Xianyun.
Wang Xianyun's clothes showed scratches under the attack of the sword energy. Fortunately, he was a physical practitioner and had second-level mid-grade inner armor, so he was able to block it.
"bump!"
Then there was another stick, and he pounced down again. The dragon's head was dented even more severely, but more sword energy was defeated. There were sword marks on Wang Xianyun's face, and blood seeped out, but his eyes remained firm.
"bump!"
Another spiritual weapon came down, and the dragon's head and body were directly scattered. At this moment, a large amount of sword energy, like a tide, surged towards Wang Xianyun.
"bump!"
Wang Xianyun realized that something was wrong. If he was hit by this sword energy, he would be seriously injured even if he survived. At his urging, the Four Falling Waves Spiritual Weapon Stick arrived in advance.
However, due to the advance, the strongest stick could not be used at full strength. This blow knocked back a large amount of the scattered sword energy.
But there was still a small amount of sword energy, and it came towards Wang Xianyun. His clothes were all scratched, and his inner armor appeared directly. The dense sword marks on his face made him look very ferocious.
In this battle, we can also see the difference between the two. Although Wang Xianyun's combat power is amazing, there is still a gap in realm.