"There are too many people here. If we fight one by one, we don't know how long we will have to wait."
"Well, since you are all disciples of the same sect, you should know each other's strength very well. Why don't you make your own selections and send the three most powerful among you to fight with me."
Jiang Xuan’s magnificent way. .??.
After hearing Jiang Xuan's words, these Wuhuang Sect disciples looked at each other and quickly agreed.
And only a moment later, three people appeared in front of Jiang Xuan.
These three people are all women.
"Jiang Xuan, my name is Wang Menger. I am ranked third among the first-level disciples of the Wuhuang Sect. I will fight you first."
The girl in moon-colored robes named Wang Menger held a long whip in her hand and stared at Jiang Xuan.
"let's start!"
Jiang Xuan looked solemn and thought to himself, "Since these people are here because of my status as a disciple of Lingfeng Pavilion, then I can't weaken my reputation as a disciple of Lingfeng Pavilion and directly use my trump card to deal with it cleanly.
they!"
Jiang Xuan made up his mind.
Soon, Wang Meng'er took action, and the whip in her hand instantly turned into a black flying eagle. This black eagle exuded great power and bit at Jiang Xuan.
Under the gaze of many Wuhuang Sect disciples, Jiang Xuan did not move or take out the Dragon Sword, but a bright golden light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
This golden light is like a golden sun, dazzling.
Everyone is involuntarily attracted to this golden sun.
"ah!"
Wang Meng'er let out a scream, and her entire face turned pale. Jiang Xuan snorted lightly, tapped his finger on Wang Meng'er's forehead, and then he released the illusion.
Without the influence of the illusion, Wang Menger's soul recovered, but she found Jiang Xuan's fingers close to her forehead.
If Jiang Xuan had used weapons instead of fingers, she would be dead by now.
"how so?"
Wang Menger had a look of disbelief on her face. She still couldn't accept this fact.
"you lose."
Jiang Xuan spoke calmly, then withdrew directly.
Wang Menger's eyes were blank. She took a deep look at Jiang Xuan and then retreated.
This scene also caused a group of Wuhuang Sect disciples to explode in the martial arts arena.
"Senior Sister Wang Menger was defeated so easily?"
"It's an illusion. Senior Sister Wang Menger just fell into an illusion!"
"What a terrifying fantasy."
Those Wuhuang Sect disciples could not help but stand on their heads.
As expected of a disciple of Lingfeng Pavilion, he defeated Wang Menger, who ranked third in their Wuhuang Sect, in an instant.
"Zhang Ting, this disciple of your wind lineage, the soul
It’s very strong.”
Zhaoyue glanced at Zhang Ting.
"He is more powerful than that, but with the talents of your Wuhuang Sect, no one should be able to force him to use his full strength."
Zhang Ting said.
"Oh, is it so?"
Zhaoyue sneered.
Next, the second-ranked Tianjiao disciple took action.
It's a pity that this disciple's strength is about the same as that of Wang Menger, and his soul is also almost the same.
Her only advantage over Wang Menger is that she knows that Jiang Xuan is good at soul attacks, so she has some precautions in advance.
But even if he was prepared, he could not resist Jiang Xuan's illusion.
In just a split second, the second genius was defeated.
Even the way of defeat was exactly the same as that of Wang Menger.
Two of Wuhuang Sect's three strongest geniuses were defeated in the blink of an eye, leaving only the last one.
And the last one is a beautiful woman wearing a moon-colored robe with a cool temperament.
This beautiful woman still has a hint of evil in her eyes.
"Yu'er, use all your strength and don't embarrass me."
Zhaoyue said.
"A teacher? You actually accepted a disciple?"
Zhang Ting looked towards Zhaoyue in surprise.
"Why, can't it be done?"
Zhaoyue said coldly.
Zhang Ting shrugged and didn't say much.
Jiang Xuan stared at the moon-robed woman in front of him. He could feel that this moon-robed woman was much stronger than the two people just now.
"Take action!"
Jiang Xuan's voice was cold.
"as you wish."
Yu'er didn't show any pretense. She just moved her wrist and a black long sword appeared in her hand. Then she flashed and appeared directly in front of Jiang Xuan as if teleporting.
call out!
The long black sword pierced through the void and was already stabbing towards Jiang Xuan.
"This speed, so fast?"
Jiang Xuan was secretly shocked.
Among the third-level Domain Masters, he had only seen Chu Hong's sword-drawing speed, which was a little faster than Yu'er's, but not much faster.
Buzz!
The majestic spiritual power swept up and instantly formed a huge white tiger in front of Jiang Xuan.
He used his white tiger to resist Yu'er's attacks, while Jiang Xuan suddenly raised his head and used Yun Sheng Jue again.
This move is simply unstoppable if the soul's strength has not reached a certain level!
The terrifying illusion surged forward, and a flash of surprise flashed in Yu'er's eyes, but she quickly recovered, but the black sword in her hand still did not stop at all.
"How could you resist it so easily?"
Seeing this scene, Jiang Xuan also had a look of surprise on his face.