At this time, a majestic mountain flew out of the mountain and river fan. The mountain was lined with ancient pines, strange rocks, and even some birds and animals could be seen wandering around. The mountain was like a real entity.
"One breath moves mountains and rivers!"
"boom!"
The mountain blasted away two flying swords and crashed towards Zhuge Ming.
"puff!"
Zhuge Ming flew backwards, leaving a trace of strange blood in mid-air, flying far away before falling to the ground.
The mountain flew back into the mountain and river fan again and turned into an ink painting. Xu Fei stood calmly, free and easy, and graceful. The cultivators watching the battle in the distance suddenly started shouting, secretly thinking that Xu Fei was indeed one of the top ten young people of the Xian Miao Sect.
One of the masters.
"Senior Brother Xu, well done!" the 17-18-year-old young man standing nearby said with a smile.
One family is happy and the other is worried, but at this moment, everyone in the Yaohai sect looks like they have eaten a dead mouse, their faces are as ugly as possible, and even Jin Yao can't help but frown.
"What a great move!" Jin Yao's voice was cold.
Xu Fei raised his head proudly, looked at Zhuge Ming, and said: "You are pretty good, so you are still no match for me, but in the Yaohai sect, you can be considered the number one among the younger generation."
Zhuge Ming smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, saying: "Are you wrong? I am not the number one member of the young generation of the Yaohai sect?"
"Oh? Who is that?" Xu Fei looked at him with interest.
"It's him!" Zhuge Ming pointed at Zhuge Buliang, who was standing not far away.
"brush!"
All eyes immediately turned to Zhuge Buliang. Zhuge Buliang frowned and smiled bitterly in his heart. He really didn’t know whether Zhuge Ming was praising him or hurting him. No one wanted to be at the forefront of the storm at this time.
, Zhuge Ming pushed him out.
Everyone's eyes were on this handsome young man. Although he was not handsome or tall, he was very elegant.
"Are you the first among the young generation of Yaohai sect?" Xu Fei stared at him with burning eyes.
"You flatter me. In the Yaohai sect, I am considered a person with average talent." Zhuge Buliang sighed silently and walked out.
Xu Fei looked up and down Zhuge Buliang's body and said with a sneer: "A guy at the sixth level of the foundation building stage is actually the number one person in the young generation of the Yaohai sect."
Zhuge Buliang stood like Taisong, his expression silent.
"Okay! I want to see what you, the leader of the young generation of the Yaohai sect, can do!" Xu Fei sneered and reached out to Zhuge Buliang with one hand. He was very conceited and did not use the Mountain and River Fan.
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang waved his hand, and the invisible air palm shot out. Xu Fei's body flew out in a panic. He seemed to have hit a wall of air. He stepped back a few steps before he stabilized his figure. The expression on his face instantly
Concentrate.
There was silence for a while, and everyone stared at Zhuge Buliang in shock. Xu Fei is one of the top ten young masters of the Xian Miao Sect, and can be said to be the leader among the younger generation. Faced with such an attack, Zhuge Buliang actually relied on just one
Knock it back with just one hand.
"Sure enough, the method is extraordinary." Xu Fei sneered twice, a cold breath came out of the body, and a faint blue light surged.
Zhuge Buliang's body also lit up with brilliance, and the dazzling white light flickered, as if a layer of holy flames were shrouded around his body, beating and beating.
"What! White light!" Xu Fei's pupils jumped.
At this moment, everyone looked shocked, and the old man and middle-aged man hiding in the distance also looked incredulous.
The old man was surprised and said: "It turns out to be a spiritual root without attributes!"
"The spiritual roots without attributes are the useless spiritual roots recorded in ancient books?" The middle-aged man next to him also said unexpectedly.
The old man nodded solemnly and said: "Non-attributed spirits are not suitable for cultivation at all. Even if you practice, your cultivation will not exceed the foundation building stage. Throughout the ages, there have been several cultivators with non-attributed spiritual roots, but apart from the five thousand