"Boy, even though you have the strength of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Yuanying, at this time you have been brought to this space by the earth-level super-level de-bounding talisman that I just cast, and you will die!" Ying Zhiyuan, who was in the special space, laughed ferociously.
, using the martial arts skills of mortals to the extreme, he waved his right fist towards Feng Fan.
Facing the fierce punch, Feng Fan sneered and waved his fist to resist. There was a loud "pop" and Ying Zhiyuan's heart-rending scream came. Although Ying Zhiyuan's hand bones were not broken, they were
It swelled up quickly.
"The golden bell in the world of mortals!" Ying Zhiyuan exclaimed. Although Feng Fan was practicing the golden bell after cultivating at that time, because he relied on the five elements of Xuanmeng true energy to break through the meridians of the golden bell, he was able to break away from the cultivation.
Even in this state, Feng Fan can easily perform this kind of magic with the help of mortal energy.
Ying Zhiyuan's body moved rapidly, and he escaped several feet away in an instant. Feng Fan did not hesitate to use the magic weapon of lightness that he had collected in the Martial Arts Pavilion of the Mortal Jianghu Haisha Gang - Ruyi Jue, and appeared like a ghost in Ying Zhiyuan's body.
Behind Zhiyuan, Feng Fan, who had already cultivated this body-lighting technique to the peak level, his speed had exceeded Ying Zhiyuan's maximum limit.
Feng Fan's expression was cold, and he raised his right fist and hit Ying Zhiyuan. Ying Zhiyuan's body moved forward quickly, hoping to avoid Feng Fan's sharp blow. With a "bang", Feng Fan's iron fist emitted a golden bell.
The true energy hit Ying Zhiyuan's back through the air. Although the force was far less powerful than a direct hit, Ying Zhiyuan still groaned, his body shot out, and he fell a few feet away, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Ying Zhiyuan
Terrified, he immediately got up and turned around to face Feng Fan, with a heavy look of fear on his face.
Feng Fan's figure blurred for a while, and in the next moment, he reappeared behind Ying Zhiyuan. Raising his fist, Feng Fan used the golden bell to its extreme, and hit Ying Zhiyuan who was very close at hand. There was a muffled "bang" sound.
Ying Zhiyuan, who had already felt an extremely dangerous attack suddenly coming from behind him, quickly moved his body forward, but was unable to escape this bad luck. Feng Fan's iron fist still landed on Ying Zhiyuan's back heart, and the real punch on the iron fist
Qi surged out wildly, entering Ying Zhiyuan's body and spreading wildly. Ying Zhiyuan's body was ejected and he fell a foot away. Ying Zhiyuan spurted blood from his mouth, fell to the ground and passed out.
The surrounding scene changed drastically again. Feng Fan looked around and found that he was back in the arena. Not far from the opposite side, Ying Zhiyuan was sitting weakly on the ground, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was breathing heavily. Just now, Feng Fan's two
The attack caused him severe damage.
"I surrender!" After a moment of hesitation, Ying Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said.
"I admit!" Seeing his opponent admitting defeat, Feng Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that he was one step closer to obtaining the Little Heaven-defying Pill. He put away his golden sword and said in a deep voice to Ying Zhiyuan.
"Inner sect elite disciple Feng Fan defeated outer sect Ying Zhiyuan and entered the next round!" Seeing Ying Zhiyuan admit defeat, Tianxu Taoist priest immediately read out loudly. At this time, Feng Fan relied on his extremely powerful strength and many methods to defeat one after another.
An opponent entered the final round of competition and became completely famous in Shengdanmen.
When Feng Fan returned to his position, he learned that the winner of another round of competition had been chosen, and it turned out to be Feng Xueyao, the first disciple of the inner sect elite whom Wen Leling had mentioned. Feng Xueyao, as the first elite disciple of the Shengdan sect,
Almost no one in the Shengdan Sect's Alchemy Stage monks knows about this person, and only disciples like Feng Fan who either practice hard alone or stay outside for a long time don't know this person's reputation. Feng Xueyao is a leader in the Feng family.
, the proud daughter of heaven, whether it is her talent, cultivation level, or appearance, she is one of the best in a thousand.
After Feng Fan got the news, he just frowned slightly, and immediately took out some crystal jade, absorbing the true essence from it while adjusting his breath. After all, a lot of true essence was lost in the previous battle, so Feng Fan used the two competitions to
Take the time to recover in between.
"The following is the final round of this year's competition between monks in the Holy Alchemy Sect's alchemy phase. The inner sect's elite disciple Feng Xueyao will face the inner sect's elite disciple Feng Fan." After the elders of the Deacon Hall discussed it for a while,
Taoist priest Tianxu loudly read out the arrangements for the next competition. After discussion among the elders of the Deacon Hall just now, most people believed that the competition should continue, because Ying Zhiyuan suffered a heavy injury just now and could not participate in the third and fourth competitions, so this competition does not need to
There are only three competitions today, and the first two are held at the same time, so there is no need to wait until tomorrow for the next competition.
Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly. He had known that the result would be like this. If tomorrow's competition is better for him, with one day of buffer, at least the old injuries can be recovered to a greater extent. Although it is only a minor internal injury, in the battle between top masters
It can often play a decisive role at critical moments. Feng Fan was so determined that he would pay any price for the Little Heaven-defying Pill, even if he did not hesitate to use those precious beast soul talismans obtained in Zihong Immortal Mansion, even in
Don't hesitate to use Gathering ** at critical moments.
Feng Fan came to the arena, looked up, and saw a girl in a purple shirt opposite. This girl had a slim figure, flowing black hair, cherry red lips, a pair of eyes as cold as snow, and a pair of crescent eyebrows.
Against the background, she looked breathtakingly aura. As her eyes moved, a breathtaking beauty was revealed. At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet, and many male monks' eyes fell on the person opposite Feng Fan.
A girl with an unparalleled face!
"Inner Sect Elite Disciple Feng Fan." Feng Fan's voice was still so quiet, but at this time, the shadow of Little Heaven-defying Pill had flashed in his mind countless times.
"Inner sect elite disciple Feng Xueyao." Feng Xueyao was a little stunned when she saw a man like Feng Fan who was not impressed by his appearance or temperament for the first time in these years, and then said with a faint anger in his heart.
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Feng Fan's mind moved and he instantly opened the True Essence Shield. Feeling the powerful aura emanating from his opponent, and judging that his opponent was not injured at all, Feng Fan did not dare to be careless in the face of an opponent of such a level. After opening the True Essence Shield
, Feng Fan turned over with one hand, and the golden ring ancient treasure appeared in his hand.
Feng Xueyao swung a storage bracelet on her wrist with a hint of sarcasm on her face, and a green flute appeared in her hand. This flute is called "Magic Sound Flute", which was created by the head of the Feng family in Feng.
An ancient treasure given to her by Xue Yao after her pill condensation. The magical sound emitted by the magic flute has a powerful psychedelic effect on opponents whose cultivation level is the same as or lower than that of the user. When the opponent is struck by this ancient treasure,
After being confused by the magical sound of all things, it will be arbitrarily slaughtered by the user.
Feng Xueyao gently raised her hand and placed the magic flute on her red lips. Waves of melodious flute sounds floated out from the magic flute. The melodious and melodious notes were like the sounds of nature, echoing in the wind and waves.
In the ears of other monks, the sound of the flute clearly exuded the aura of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Yuanying. It turned out that Feng Xueyao relied on special skills. As a peak-level monk in the late stage of alchemy, he was also able to perform at the peak level of early Yuanying.
The strength of the monks.
Feng Fan suddenly felt that the scene in front of him changed drastically, and Ding Zhongtang's kind and old figure appeared in front of him. All kinds of memories of his childhood appeared in front of his eyes, and Ding Zhongtang's meticulous care for him was vivid in his mind.
Following my second uncle up the mountain to collect herbs, I will never forget that familiar figure in my life. My second uncle used his big, calloused hands to hold a big porcelain bowl and feed himself one bite at a time.
It was those hands that often patted me and Ding Qiujie to sleep together. And the back that was slightly bent due to years of hard work. I had fallen asleep on that solid back many times. Everything was
It's so unforgettable, it's a pain that's hard to let go of!
"Second Uncle!" Feng Fan pressed Tian's dry lips. He could no longer control the obsession in his heart, and tears filled his eyes. Although his vision became a little blurry, the wrinkled appearance of his second uncle could not be seen.
But it was like yesterday reappearing, and all the memories kept coming out like thousands of horses galloping. Recalling the past, staring at the kind face in front of him who had taken care of him like his parents for many years, Feng Fan could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, and the two of them
Hot tears flowed from Xing's eyes. Feng Fan took two steps forward, trying to grab his second uncle's arms, but the solid arms that had hugged him countless times seemed so out of reach, and everything seemed to be impossible.
Real and illusory, like a dream.
Ding Zhongtang's figure suddenly disappeared, and a girl with extraordinary beauty appeared in front of Feng Fan.
"Yun Shang!" Feng Fan said in a trembling voice. The infatuated woman opposite made Feng Fan's heart surge with fear, and the past flashed through Feng Fan's mind bit by bit.
"Is that you?" Feng Fan looked a little confused and his voice was hoarse. Feng Fan slowly took two steps forward again, but he always felt that the infatuated woman in front of him who loved him deeply seemed a little unreal.
"Why don't you speak?" Feng Fan struggled feebly and asked with a confused expression. In his mind, the scene of the beautiful girl who chose him resolutely and his countless loving scenes quickly emerged in his mind under the coercion of the Murong family. In this world,
, Feng Fan has no other woman in his heart!
Feng Fan stretched out his right hand and stroked Duan Yunshang's cheek, but that shocking face was so unreal! Around the arena, all the disciples who were closer to the Alchemy stage had crazy expressions on their faces and murmured in their mouths
Calling various names, some monks stood up slowly, trying to take action.