Ten Thousand Immortals Return to the Sect

"The first form, the fighting spirit of the king." As soon as Zhang Yu said this, the white light immediately became stronger. This white light, like a smooth ribbon, stretched in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

Li Xiunan immediately swung his sword horizontally, drew a shield again, and stood in front of him.

However, the white light did not attack him, but after stretching in all directions, it suddenly retracted and entered Zhang Yu's body.As soon as the fighting spirit entered his body, Zhang Yu's aura rose again.The whole person, with a look of fighting spirit, is like a rainbow.

"Second form, the sword breaks through the sky" As soon as the words came out, Zhang Yu lifted his body from the ground, facing the sky, and jumped more than five feet high. He stood up with the flowing light sword in his hand, and the flowing light sword stretched out immediately, compared with the huge sword used by Li Xiunan back then. The sword is about to grow a head, the body of the sword is shining white, and a strong sword energy spreads out in all directions.

Zhang Yuren swung his huge sword in the air, slashed at Li Xiunan's head, and shouted: "I'll cut it, you cry for me!"

Before the sword fell, the killing intent and fighting intent came first.Not only Li Xiunan, but even the people watching the battle under the stage felt a strong murderous aura. At this moment, they all left their seats and walked around. It seemed that there was not enough fighting in this place.

Li Xiunan felt this strong will to fight, which was absolutely impossible for a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage to display.Could it be that I was wrong?

Originally, Li Xiunan planned to fight with the giant sword, but seeing the giant sword falling from the sky, so powerful, he gave up, and felt a little timid in his heart. He didn't understand why he had to be timid to a monk in the foundation establishment stage .The body involuntarily flashed to the side, and the giant sword immediately turned into a ball to wrap itself inside.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the competition platform was split into two by the giant sword, split into two pieces.The power of this sword stunned everyone.Can anyone tell me, is this a foundation-building monk?

Is this the power that monks in the Foundation Establishment Period can display?impossible.

To exert such power, at least it must be above the alchemy stage.

What you think off the court, you can't control so much on the court.After this sword fell, Zhang Yu immediately felt that his spiritual power was exhausted. He was unable to swing the second sword, and his body slowly fell to the ground, and the giant sword became smaller in an instant.

After this sword strike, Li Xiunan showed a look of astonishment. He stared dumbfounded at the competition platform that had been split in two, and stammered, "You... how many moves do you have?"

"Eleventh style!" Zhang Yu was arrogant, with a crisp tone.

"You...you are very strong!" Li Xiunan was startled, shook his head again and again, slashed the small sword in his hand, stepped on his foot, flew into the air quickly, and shouted: "I'm sorry, Master, I can't fight this round! You send another disciple up! I helped you win a game and lose a game, even if I never fought..." The voice quickly disappeared, and Li Xiunan's shadow disappeared along with the voice.

No one reacted to this change on the stage. Whether it was Shenxiumen or Lingshan, everyone thought they were dreaming.No one applauded, no one applauded, no one cursed, and the scene was so silent that it seemed that they had stopped breathing.

It was definitely a shock, and it was definitely a shock beyond shock.

The power of this sword beyond everyone's imagination frightened Li Xiunan, and completely ruined all the plans of Shenxiumen's original disk, and made it impossible for everyone to adapt to this change.

Zhang Yu was expressionless, and said indifferently: "In this second competition, my Lingshan faction won. Please send another one from the Shenxiu sect. We will win or lose the first battle!"

The tone was neither slow nor fast, nor did it contain spiritual power, but it was full of fighting spirit.

The most unacceptable thing is that Shen Tao is the head of the sect. However, he has a great responsibility, and at this moment, his heart suddenly turns crazily. What should I do?

Anyone can be shocked, he cannot, for reasons that are self-evident.His heart at this moment is different from everyone else's. He is anxious, like ants on a hot pot, at a loss as to what to do.

Li Xiunan has fled, he has no disciples to send.No one here can match Li Xiunan, let alone Li Xiunan, even if he goes up by himself, he may not be able to withstand this sword. He still has eleven moves, what should we do?How to step down?Am I really going to lose the foundation of Shenxiumen to Lingshan faction?

Now it's not how to snatch the Lingshan sect, but how to keep the Shenxiu sect.How can it be done?what to do?This third game, what should we do?Is it even better? ?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea, stepped on his foot immediately, and a flying sword appeared, shouting in his mouth: "Master Zhikong, in this competition, you and I will each win one game. In this third game, we will choose another day to meet again." Bi, I will leave first..." Although the other disciples of Shenxiu Sect were still terrified at the moment, they could immediately sense what happened. Feijian left one after another.

All of a sudden, the flying sword pierced the sky, and everyone in the Shenxiu Sect left.

All that was left in the arena was the people of the Lingshan faction who were still standing there in a daze. They didn't seem to hear what the Shenxiumen said, and they didn't seem to have seen what the Shenxiumen had said.

They turned a blind eye to everything that happened in front of them. Why, this was a decisive battle that was lost, but the development situation became so unexpected. This is an unacceptable fact.

Such an ending, even if it is a dream, cannot be achieved.Everything that happened was beyond anyone's imagination.

"Yeah! All the gods have run away!"

I don't know who discovered this sound, but it spread out in this silent air, and it was extremely loud.

"Okay~!" Someone yelled excitedly. Usually the applause is from disciples, but this time it is different. This excited voice is actually the head of Zhikong. He not only yelled excitedly, but also the whole Everyone jumped up.

Some took the lead, and others followed suit. The other elders couldn't hold back at this moment, their bodies jumped up involuntarily, and their excitement was incomparable.

The elder who didn't jump up could not help but burst into tears at this moment!Tears burst out along with the laughter.

Immediately afterwards, the Lei Dong's carnival disciples rushed towards Zhang Yu, shouting desperately.

At this moment, Zhang Yu became the god of Lingshan.

A god that no one can replace.

However, just when the disciples were about to rush to Zhang Yu's side.

At this moment, the Flowing Light Sword was broken inch by inch.

Zhang Yu slowly closed his eyes, his body softened, and he passed out.

The carnival crowd came up to catch Zhang Yu who had passed out and was limp all over.

His spiritual power was exhausted, he collapsed and fainted.

"Big Brother..."

"Eldest brother... What's wrong with you, elder brother??"

"Eldest Brother...you can't die...you wake up...Eldest Brother...you are our hope...what will we do if you die..."

"Eldest brother...don't scare me...can you speak well...Eldest brother...Eldest brother..."

"Eldest Brother...you are the king...you are the strongest...you wake up...Eldest Brother...Eldest Brother..."

"Eldest Brother...Eldest Brother...Eldest Brother, please wake up...Eldest Brother...I beg you, please wake up!"

The carnival crowd immediately became mournful...

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