Douluo: I, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, become stronger in one-on-one combat

Chapter 91 The surprising Fengjian Sect!
A week later, on a dark and windy night, the world was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Wind Sword Sect!
"The sword comes out of the broken clouds, I look back at the moon, seven stars are swimming around, and the sword blows away the remaining clouds!"

On a lonely training platform, a disciple of Yifeng Sword Sect was dressed in white, and the long sword in his hand was constantly changing.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his wrists were shaking. It was obvious that he had been wielding the sword for a long time.

But he still didn't stop, he kept chanting the mantra in his mouth, and the sword in his hand moved accordingly.

"My goal as a sword cultivator is Sword Douluo. At the very least, I want to reach the realm of Titled Douluo and win glory for my Wind Sword Sect!"

Feng Yi's body was exhausted, but his eyes showed determination.

Feng Yi!
The most outstanding genius of Fengjian Sect for a hundred years has been hidden by the leader of Fengjian Sect in order to wait for him to be strong enough before releasing him for training.

The 16-year-old Feng Yi's soul power level has reached the 43rd level of the Soul Sect. Although his wind scroll swordsmanship has not reached the level of perfection, it has at least reached the level of proficiency.

The leader of the Fengjian Sect has high hopes for him. Although their Fengjian Sect is officially known as one of the lower four sects.

However, the selection of the next four sects of this session has not yet begun. Behind them are the Black Tiger Sect, the Rock Antelope Sect, and the Holy Dragon Sect. Among them, the Holy Dragon Sect is not weak.

So at this moment, the Fengjian Sect is fully preparing for the selection of the next four sects in three years' time, so all the disciples of the sect are silently working hard to practice.

Among them, the one who worked the hardest was Feng Yi. At this moment, Fengjian Sect had no intention of joining Wuhun Palace, and the sect leader Feng Bailong still maintained a neutral attitude.

In fact, I am observing and observing the situation on the mainland.

This is the case for many neutral forces.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the tall building behind Feng Yi.

This man in black has a blue thunder standard on his chest. He is clearly a deacon from the dark pavilion, but this deacon is a bit powerful.

His soul power level has reached level 59.

He is affiliated with Elder Lei Ao, and he is currently on a mission, which was given to him by Elder Lei Ao himself.

To put it simply, he is an errand boy. He is just running errands for the Pavilion Master and Hall Master Zhao Feng. He is extremely happy!
Otherwise, given his position and rank, he would not be qualified to meet the palace master or the pavilion master.

"Tsk tsk~ Wind Sword Sect? Prepare to become an affiliated sect of my Dark Pavilion!"

The black-clothed deacon took out a dart from his pocket with a note on it.

"Hey~ let's go!"

The black shadow deacon's legs suddenly burst into the air, and his waist used force to drive his arms. In an instant, the darts shot out, and the target was Feng Yi, who was practicing swordsmanship.

"The first soul skill! Nothingness~ Mission accomplished, goodbye!"

The corner of the black shadow deacon's mouth slightly raised, and instantly turned into a ball of black mist and quickly fled into the distance. The black mist completely merged into the dark night.

"Hey~"

After the black shadow deacon left, the darts emitted a cold light because the target with the envelope was too large.

Feng Yi, who was practicing his sword, instantly noticed the sound of breaking wind behind him, and his nerves kept stimulating Feng Yi.

"Who!"

Feng Yi roared and slashed backwards with his sword.

"boom!"

The long sword in Feng Yi's hand accurately hit the incoming dart. The dart was interrupted in its flight path and plunged into the ground.

Feng Yi was also shaken back two steps by the force coming from the dart.

He looked around with a vigilant expression. The four soul rings around him had been opened. The long sword in his hand had been thrown aside. What appeared in his hand was a long sword with an ice blue body and air current flowing around the blade.

1 minute 2 minutes. After a few minutes, Feng Yi still didn't find anything wrong.

A breeze blew by, and Feng Yi's hair was blown.

"Huh? I have a letter!"

Suddenly Feng Yi glanced and discovered that there was a letter on the dart.Curious, Feng Yi threw the dart aside and looked at the envelope carefully.

"Battle? Interesting!"

There was a word "war" on the surface of the envelope, which immediately attracted his attention.

The envelope is opened.

"Ange will visit your sect tomorrow. I hope the younger generation of your sect will not disappoint us!"

These two short sentences are full of domineering and arrogant meaning.

"Does this mean you want to challenge the younger generation of disciples of our Fengjian Sect?"

"The younger generation of disciples are between 12 and 20 years old, hum! If you really dare to come tomorrow, I will make sure you look good!"

Feng Yi is extremely confident in his own strength because he is already a level 43 soul sect and is only 16 years old.

How many people in the world can reach the Soul Sect realm at the age of 16?

Feng Yi has his own arrogance and confidence.

"This Dark Pavilion sounds like it is a force! It's better to report it to the master first!"

Feng Yi no longer practiced sword practice at this moment, but picked up the envelope and turned towards the sect's main hall.

Normally, his master should still be in the main hall handling sect affairs at this time.

In a small town fifty kilometers away from Fengjian Sect, Yu Zhantian and others were resting in a hotel here.

Time flies by.

At this time, all the disciples of Fengjian Sect were gathering in the square. The leader was naturally the sect leader Feng Bailong, while Feng Yi and a kind of young disciple were standing behind Feng Bailong.

At first glance, the strength of Fengjian Sect should not be underestimated. There were three Soul Douluo elders and more than ten Soul Saints.

There are more than 30 disciples of the Soul Emperor.

As long as Feng Bailong is promoted to Titled Douluo, the Shangsan Sect might be renamed the Shangsi Sect.

"I said, Boy Yi, you've been deceived, haven't you? Someone is coming to visit our Fengjian Sect!"

"Yes, do we need to send out so many people? We can all set up a formation! I'm afraid even the Titled Douluo can't break the big formation set up by so many of us, right?"

The two elders of Fengjian Sect were a little dissatisfied. This early in the morning was a good time to practice, but all the main members of the sect were gathered here.

Just for a creed that is not sure whether it is true or not?
"There is nothing wrong with being careful. If someone really tries to entertain our Fengjian Sect, I will definitely find that person!"

"It's the suzerain!"

After Feng Bailong spoke, the two elders stopped talking.

Although they are both Contras, the two of them respect Feng Bailong extremely, and their strength is not as strong as Feng Bailong.

Suddenly two figures appeared at the mountain gate of Fengjian Sect, both wearing black windbreakers.

The two of them were Yu Zhantian and Zhao Feng. As for Zhu Zhuqing, Yu Zhantian asked Ling Tian to send her to Thunder Academy to practice quietly.

Yu Zhantian not only wants to challenge the major academies, but also builds an extremely strong team to sweep the golden generation of Wuhun Palace.

Previously, he defeated Zhu Zhuqing and obtained a dark night cat girl suit. This thing has been kept in Yu Zhantian's soul guide for the past few days without taking it out.

Yu Zhantian wanted to throw it away, but in any case it was a system reward, so it might be useful.
"Pavilion Master! This is Fengjian Sect. It seems that we are quite popular!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the Fengjian Sect disciples in the square.

"The leader of the Wind Sword Sect has reached level 88 Soul Douluo. He is hidden deep enough!" Zhao Feng was surprised.

"Oh? Level 88 Contra? Then I'm quite interested in the Fengjian Sect!" This further strengthened Yu Zhantian's determination to conquer the Fengjian Sect.

(End of this chapter)