nine coffins

Chapter 54

Han Qianli looked at Amu, showing a look of relief, then looked away, and shouted to Ziyu and the other three: "Stand back! The winner will be determined in a while, and anyone who dares to take revenge privately, kill!"

With this sound, the coercion was released, and Ziyu, Li Shui, and Li Ruo were sent to Bai Yifeng's side.Bai Yifeng agreed, knowing that everything was irreversible, he let out a long sigh, and directly locked the three of them with spiritual coercion, not daring to speak again.

Goodbye Han Qianli suddenly formed seals with his hands, his white robe fluttered, his long hair flew up, and then a wave of majestic spiritual power surged into the sky, and snow blades flew out.

Han Qianli stood in the void, protected by a white awn, with endless pressure, like a real fairy.

Different phases in the spiritual world!This is the first time that Han Qianli has displayed a different phase in front of so many Beihan disciples.

Han Qianli changed the seal formula in his hands, as if he was performing some secret technique, everyone felt the vast spiritual power surging between the heaven and the earth, and they were like boats in the sea, drifting involuntarily.This is the power of the holy monk.

Then, Han Qianli shouted incessantly: "Get up!"

A white light shot straight into the sky, as if a gate of heaven had been opened, and Luoyun Cliff was illuminated during the day.

"Boom--" "Boom--"

Suddenly, a shadow in the void covered the sunlight.It seems that there is a small mountain coming across the sky from the north of Beihan.

"Moving mountains and seas!" Mei Wangnan exclaimed in surprise, this is one of the great secret arts of the Northern Cold School.Move mountains and seas, and force towns in all directions!

It is said that monks of the Holy Spirit have great magical powers and can move mountains and seas, but it is the first time for everyone in Beihan to see this earth-shattering magic technique.

What flew in the void was not a small mountain, but a stone platform with a height of nearly ten feet and a radius of one hundred feet that Han Qianli had brought over from the mountain peak in the north of Beihan.Although it is a platform, it looks like a hill, and I don't know how many catties it has!It is simply not human strength to be able to arrest such a high platform.

This is almost immortal!
The stone platform approached from the sky, and it fell directly like a sky-shattering seal, scaring many disciples to dodge in a hurry, high-ranking monks hurriedly protected the disciples around them, and countless figures leaped into the air.

"Boom—" Smoke and dust of tens of feet were rolled up, and the entire ancient pines and stone hills under Luoyun Cliff were directly driven into the ground, and even the Tianfeng Peak was shaken.Many disciples couldn't dodge in time, and were almost crushed to death directly, looking quite embarrassed.

"This stage is named Life and Death! In the future, those of our Northern Chill Sect who have personal grievances, if both parties agree, can live on this stage forever!" Han Qianli glanced at the audience like lightning, and then said coldly, "You two, come on stage! "

Han Qianli's skill of moving mountains and seas shocked the audience. This powerful spell is comparable to the power of an immortal.

Amu looked a little strange, he always felt that what Han Qianli did today was not as simple as a life-and-death duel, but had a deeper meaning.

Yang Yun was even more heartbroken, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.There shouldn't be any suspense for him to win against Amu. Can Fan be able to win against Immortal?Of course not.

So Yang Yun couldn't figure out why Han Qianli mobilized so many people, and even arrested this high platform with his own hands. It was completely unnecessary to get rid of Amu by himself.He was puzzled, but he was not allowed to think about it at this time.

A black light flashed in Amu's eyes, and the Tianxuan flying saucer rose under his feet, and went directly to the Baizhang Square Platform.

Yang Yun, on the other hand, rose up and landed on the square platform without pretending to be foreign.

This is not a level fight at all.One needs a magic weapon to fly, and the other can reach hundreds of feet in just one step. This is a contest without any suspense.Even in the eyes of many people, this is not a competition, but a massacre!

"Hey! This time, Amu is dead!" Zhao Xian, Li Tong, and Deng Yan who were crowded in the crowd couldn't help but smile evilly at each other.In addition to them, there are many disciples who are jealous of Amu or those who are friends with Yang Yun and Yang Feng are also looking forward to Amu's death.

"Amu—" Li Shui hissed.

"Fool—" Ziyu bit her lower lip and looked at Amu on the stage with tears in her eyes.

In their view, Amu used suicide to defend his dignity, the dignity of a cultivator who has not raised immortal roots.

Amu heard their shouts, but didn't answer, just looked at Yang Yun coldly: "Use your blood to prove my way!"

"Cut my righteous way!" Yang Yun looked up to the sky and sneered, "What kind of way do you have? Is a waste material that can't even grow immortal roots worthy of talking about it?"

As he spoke, Yang Yun raised his hand and saw a cold light.A water-blue fairy sword appeared in Yang Yun's hand.

"Middle-level treasure repair, including the blue ice sword!" When the sword came out, everyone present was shocked.

Intermediate-level treasure repair is something for middle-level monks who have decided to cultivate. Generally, beginners will only have good magic weapons. Those who can own treasure repair are monks who have first cultivated eighth or ninth rank, and they are all life-saving objects. won't take it out.

It can be said that there is not much to talk about for a beginner like Yang Yun who is an intermediate-level repairer of the Baofei Sword.Presumably, Yang Yun must have good means. The middle-level treasure repair is only an ordinary thing, and this alone shows that Yang Yun is extraordinary.

"How can you use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken?" Zhao Xian muttered disapprovingly at this moment. In his opinion, Yang Yun could kill Amu with a flick of his finger, but using a flying sword would be a fuss.

But as soon as Zhao Xian finished speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a purple figure flashed in front of him in an instant.

"Not good!" Before Zhao Xian shouted out.

"Pa——" With a crisp sound, Zhao Xian was directly thrown seven or eight feet away, and fell to the ground suddenly.

"If you gossip again, believe it or not, my aunt will cut you!" Then I saw that it was none other than Ziyu.

Ziyu didn't use her self-cultivation power this time, even so, Zhao Xian was beaten up all over the place, looking for teeth all over the place.

At this time, Zhao Xian's master Zhou Yunji was not far away, seeing his disciple suddenly being blown away, he couldn't help being shocked.

His complexion changed, he was about to explode, but he saw that Ziyu's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he couldn't help but shudder.Zhou Yunji was not afraid of Ziyu as a middle-level fixed cultivator, but at this moment, Fairy Bing glanced at Zhou Yunji intentionally or unintentionally.This glance was enough for Zhou Yunji, and with his courage, he didn't dare to offend the ice fairy, so he could only endure it.

Zhou Yunji helped Zhao Xian up, seeing that Zhao Xian was only injured on the skin, a burst of repairing power directly made Zhao Xian's injury mostly healed.This time Zhao Xian also knew the severity, he controlled his tears very well and didn't shed at all, showing his strong character.

Zhou Yunji looked at Ziyu coldly, then snorted coldly, turned his head and only looked at the high platform, the meaning is obvious, Amu will die soon, so what can you do if you are arrogant?
At this time, the Hanlan ice sword in Yang Yun's hand on the high platform was frigid and breathless, quite powerful.

Yang Yun looked at Amu and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Amu, use your sword! I will let you do three tricks!"

Amu's face was calm, and with a thought, he summoned a ninth-level flying sword directly from the Qiankun Ruyi bracelet!
This ninth-level flying sword is not yet included in the magic weapon sequence, but a magic weapon, which is exactly the item in the storage belt of the two Youyunmen disciples who were killed by Amu that day.

The ninth-level magic weapon, the flying sword, is quite good for beginners, but at this time, the ninth-level flying sword in Amu's hand is far from the middle-level repair treasure in Yang Yun's hand, and it looks extremely shabby.

"Hey!" Many Beihan disciples who sympathized with Amu shook their heads frequently. People are inferior, and magic weapons are inferior. How can this compare?
When Yang Yun saw Amu's ninth-tier flying sword, he couldn't help scoffing. Such a magic weapon was considered scrap ten years ago.

But Amu's expression was quite calm. If it was really a magic weapon, not to mention Yang Yun, even the entire Northern Cold Sect might not be able to compare to a magic weapon in Amu's body.

"Let's make a move!" Yang Yun was originally waiting for Amu to make a move, but Amu pointed at Yang Yun with a sword in his hand, but said coldly.

"Huh? I don't know how to praise!" Yang Yun snorted coldly, not expecting Amu to be so arrogant.

But Yang Yun is not someone who waits for nothing, and he didn't get entangled with Amu, he stepped out directly, and in an instant he was in front of Amu, with the blue ice sword in his hand piercing Amu's chest with endless cold air.

(End of this chapter)