Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 39 Overt and covert fighting
  Chu Zhan waved the fire flag. On top of the flaming vermilion flag, there were boundless flames. Firebirds were as lifelike as fire phoenixes. They spread out unparalleled heat, fluttered their wings and soared into the sky, and charged towards the Xuanwu Seal. And go.

However, the Xuanwu seal as big as a hill above Chu Zhan's head directly smashed the approaching firebird. When the firebird exploded, the ball of flames that exploded was like a giant dragon appearing in the sky. It was like a small sun, making it impossible for those watching in the audience to look directly at it.

The outcome of this competition was already obvious. Chu Zhan's body was already crumbling, and he was unable to recover in front of Zhao Zirou who activated the Xuanwu Seal.

"Rumble..." The Xuanwu Seal printed downwards, and the mighty power of water was like a sea surging in the sky. The eyes of everyone in the square were attracted by the power of the Xuanwu Seal.

"Junior Sister Zhao has already won. Zizhu Peak's Xuanwu Seal is indeed extraordinary!" Gu Fei saw this scene and already knew that Chu Zhan's defeat was a foregone conclusion.

Sure enough, as the Xuanwu Seal in the sky slowly pressed down, the boundless water power came down mightily, hitting the soaring firebird below, and the fire power revealed by the Fiery Flag was gradually suppressed, and a large flag The hunter waved by Chu Zhan made a sound, but the firelight from the fire flag began to dim.

Zhao Zirou squeezed the magic formula and pointed towards the Xuanwu Seal in the sky. A water-blue Qi energy like the rolling Yangtze River suddenly rushed out from the seal, sweeping down from the sky, and all of a sudden the man who had almost exhausted all the mana in his body rushed out. Chu Zhan flew away and was thrown out of the ring.

At this time, Chu Zhan could barely hold on to the Fiery Flag in his hand. He had no power to resist at all and was swept into the air.

All the disciples at Wangyue Peak below the stage couldn't help but exclaim loudly, and then they saw a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a green robe rising into the sky. With a wave of his right hand, the big red flag flew out of Chu Zhan's hand. , quickly shrank to the size of a palm, and fell into the hands of the middle-aged Taoist. Then, the middle-aged Taoist caught Chu Zhan with one hand, and floated lightly to the ground.

Chu Zhan was still exhausted. The middle-aged Taoist stared coldly at Yan Xingyun at Zizhu Peak. A sharp look flashed in his eyes before he hugged his disciple and walked away.

Chu Zhan's cultivation level is only slightly weaker than Zhao Zirou's, but Zhao Zirou's magic weapon Xuanwu Seal is not a mortal thing. Although this Xuanwu Seal is not the genuine treasure Xuanwu Seal passed down from ancient times, However, the first one in the history of Zizhu Peak spent countless efforts to practice it, and its power can be imagined.

With Zhao Zirou's cultivation level, even as a disciple of Zizhu Peak, she did not fully exert the power of this Zizhu Peak treasure, but only stimulated 10% to 20% of the power of this magic weapon.

After Zhao Zirou defeated Chu Zhan, she waved her hands and shot out a series of spells towards the big seal in the sky. The surging water power immediately retreated like a tide and submerged into the Xuanwu Seal. Then, the Xuanwu Seal was Sliding around in the air, from large to small, it turned into a white jade seal about the size of a fist, filled with aqua blue brilliance.

Zhao Zirou waved her hand, and the crystal clear white jade seal flew back to her hand. Holding the Xuanwu Seal, he flew down from the ring, and Zhao Zirou's master, Yan Xingyun, led his disciples to greet him.

But Zhao Xueqi looked around, her eyes looking for a person, but she just saw the person's back disappearing into the crowd.

The head of the Taixuan Sect and the leader of the Seven Meridians, who were sitting high on the steps of the square, were not surprised by the result of the third arena. However, the face of Taoist Xuan Cang, the leader of Wangyue Peak, was a little ugly.

This Chu Zhan is an outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Wangyue Peak, and he also has Wangyue Peak's magical weapon, the Fiery Flag. I thought that with the power of the Fiery Flag, even if his cultivation is a little weaker than that of Zhao Zirou from Zizhu Peak, he can still There is no hope of victory.

However, what Taoist Xuan Cang didn't expect was that the Longhong School, the first of Zizhu Peak, actually handed over the Xuanwu Seal, the treasure of the cave, to this disciple for use. Taoist Cang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied.

The Nine Meridians Trial is held once every ten years. Although it is used to confirm the extent of the Taoist skills that the young disciples have learned in the past ten years, to a large extent, it is also a contest between the nine Taixuan Meridians. Each of them wants to Above the meeting, it overwhelms the other eight meridians.

"Junior Brother Long, I didn't expect you to actually use the Xuanwu Seal. It seems that you want your disciples from the Zizhu Peak lineage to enter the top ten, and then enter the Ruins Heaven Realm for training!" Taoist Xuan Cang said calmly. The favored disciple Chu Zhan has been defeated, but Taoist Xuan Cang thought of Long Hongxue's intentions. The trip to the Xutian Realm is related to the Immortality Grass. If one more disciple enters the Xutian Realm, the chance of getting the Immortality Grass It will be higher than other branches.

"Haha! Doesn't Senior Brother Xuan Cang have the same thoughts as I, Mr. Long?" Long Hongxue said with a smile, but he was in a good mood. His disciple Zhao Zirou had already won one match. Even if she lost the second match, she You can also enter the second round of competition.

"Okay, two junior brothers, let's just watch the competition below!" Taoist Xuantian, who was sitting in the middle, looked up at the sky, then waved his sleeves and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Taoist Xuantian knows the character of his two junior brothers. Even though they have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, their competitive spirit has not diminished at all. If these two people continue to talk, they will inevitably quarrel again.

"Huh? That kid from Cuiling Peak is about to come on stage!" At this moment, next to the seventh arena at the bottom of the steps, a lone figure entered Taoist Xuantian's field of vision.

That person was none other than Gu Fei. In his first competition, he faced Li Hao, a young disciple from Chaoyang Peak in the Nine Meridians.

Li Hao is a young man with a slender figure and a thin face. He is less than twenty years old, but he shows a hint of maturity that is not commensurate with his age.

This is a person with a story. When Gu Fei saw this young man for the first time, he had this feeling in his heart. This person may have experienced some things that others have not experienced. Only when people have gone through hardships can they mature. .

Just like Gu Fei, for the past ten years, he has been looked down upon by all the disciples of the Nine Meridians. Everyone thought that after he practiced the ancient body-refining techniques, he was useless along the way and never achieved any achievements.

In this way, Gu Fei's mind has been tempered by being looked down upon, looked down upon, bullied, and even stepped on in the past ten years, making it stronger than those who have not experienced these things. Stronger and more determined in cultivation.

Now, he directly points to his heart and takes whatever actions he wants in his heart. He does not let his mind be fettered in the slightest and can do as he pleases. Only then can he express himself at will.

During the cultivation process, if there are too many fetters and too many annoyances in the heart, it will be difficult to practice the martial arts to the ultimate state. Only by maintaining a pure heart at all times can we go further on the road of cultivation.

"Bang!" Gu Fei came to the seventh ring, kicked his feet on the ground, and his body rose into the sky like a sharp arrow, and then landed on the ring.

At this time, Chaoyang Peak disciple Li Hao also rose from the ground and jumped onto the ring.

"please!"

"please!"

The two of them didn't have any extra words. Gu Fei hugged Li Hao with a fist, and Li Hao just slapped Gu Fei and put on their airs, looking at each other and preparing to take action.

(End of this chapter)