Different Fire Immortal Emperor

The black sword light, like a frightening horse, cut towards Duan Lanxi's waist, and the moment it approached Duan Lanxi, the black sword light suddenly bent, forming a circle, sealing Duan Lanxi's surroundings.

But at this moment, Duan Lanxi suddenly knelt down on one knee, with her right hand firmly pressed on the ground, the source of Zifu's energy surged violently, and the ring was collapsed with terrifying vigor.

"A blow from the sky!" When the black sword light was less than three inches away, Duan Lanxi suddenly let out a coquettish cry, and pressed the palm of her hand on the ring, a shocking wave of source force erupted, and Duan Lanxi was ejected onto the ground. Ten meters high.

Immediately, Duan Lanxi flipped forward in the air and appeared in the sky above Wei Dongle. A cyan light flashed in the palm of her right hand, and a half-meter-sized cyan energy ball appeared, which shot out violently, like a meteorite falling from the sky. The pressure made the space "buzz"!

"Good time!" Wei Dong's eyes were full of fighting spirit, facing Duan Lanxi's strong counterattack, he did not evade, but instead urged the source power to inject into the black iron sword.

"Zheng!" Xuan Tiejian uttered a loud and clear sword cry, and a black sword light about Zhang Xu long jumped out suddenly, like a huge boa constrictor, exuding terrifying sword aura coercion.

"The bright moon shatters!" Wei Dong shouted loudly in his heart, shaking the black iron sword violently, and the black sword light that was about ten feet long shattered immediately, turning into thousands of sword lights about the size of an inch, rushing up into the sky like a meteor shower , lasing into the cyan energy ball.

"Boom!" A shocking explosion sounded, and the cyan energy ball exploded under the lasing of the black sword light, and a ring of source power rippled towards the surroundings.

"In the hands of these two people, almost all the high-level celestial arts of the Huang rank have exerted their due power, and they should not be underestimated." Looking at Xiao Yu from the stone pillar, she landed safely on the ring, and once again stalemate with Wei Dong Duan Lanxi commented in her heart.

"Stinky boy, are your eyesight getting better now, but you are right about one thing, these two juniors are really rare, if you don't use the mysterious magic technique, if you face any of them, the winning rate is only [-]%." Xiao Lin suddenly became interested, and said through voice transmission in Xiao Yu's mind.

"En." Xiao Yu nodded, agreeing with Xiao Lin's last sentence, and continued: "However, I think Duan Lanxi's winning percentage will be higher in this competition."

"Why do you doubt that she may have practiced the Iron Wolf Jue, an intermediate Xuan-level exercise?" Xiao Lin seemed to have guessed what Xiao Yu was thinking, and asked aloud.

"Well, although the Iron Wolf Art is the treasure of the Tianlan Sect's township sect, and only the masters of the past can practice it, Duan Lanxi's talent is outstanding, and her cultivation level is far superior to that of her peers. Even some senior figures feel inferior. After more than ten years, she is the head of Tianlan Sect today.

In addition to the three major martial arts competitions to compete for the ownership of the mine veins, in order to ensure the final victory, even if she is allowed to practice the Iron Wolf Art in advance, it is not impossible. "Xiao Yu analyzed the guesses in his heart, and said slowly: "And don't forget, Duan Lanxi has been following the ancestor Linghu for many years, and because of the importance he attaches to Duan Lanxi, he may have passed the Iron Wolf Art to him a long time ago. She is gone, but outsiders don't know it. "

"It seems that you haven't been in vain in the past few years in the Monster Mountain Range, and now you can analyze things logically." Xiao Lin praised Xiao Yu with a hint of ridicule, and felt happy for his maturity.

Immortal cultivators are not recognized by the laws of heaven and earth, so every step they take is extremely difficult. Without a mature mind and a solid Dao heart, they will not go too far on the immortal road. This is why, some The reason why powerful sects often send their disciples down the mountain to practice is to sharpen their minds.

"Boy, you've been here for so long, have you seen that junior Linghu?" Xiao Lin suddenly asked Xiao Yu a digression.

"I didn't see it, what's the matter?" Xiao Yu asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that he is also here to watch today's martial arts competition." Xiao Lin flew out a flame jade pendant, and floated beside Xiao Yu, looking at the edge of the square on the right, under an ancient tree about ten feet thick. said a figure.

"So, he is Patriarch Linghu?" Xiao Yu followed Xiao Lin's eyes and looked over.

Under the old tree about ten feet thick, there was an old man about seven or eighty years old, who was wearing coarse linen clothes, a straw hat, trousers rolled up to his knees, leaning against the old tree with a look of sympathy. Calmly observing the battle on the ring.

"I really didn't expect that Linghu Patriarch, whom everyone in the Tianlan Sect respects, would be such an ordinary old man." Xiao Yu said to herself rather surprised.

"Actually, it's not surprising. In the Fairy Zong Continent, there are indeed some people with strong cultivation bases who don't want to be too ostentatious, so they are very ordinary in dress. Maybe one day you meet a beggar, it is likely to be a beggar. A strong air sect." Xiao Lin explained casually.

"Oh." Xiao Yu nodded, and took a closer look at Patriarch Linghu, then withdrew his eyes and looked at the two people who were still fighting on the ring, but at this moment, Patriarch Linghu, As if realizing that Xiao Yu was peeping at him, his eyes became extremely sharp and looked at him.

"This kid should be called Xiao Yu, right? It's not simple, but he can sense the appearance of this old man. It's interesting." Patriarch Linghu's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he murmured to himself, then ignored Xiao Yu, and turned And looked towards the arena.

The battle in the arena is still going on fiercely. Whether it is Duan Lanxi or Wei Dong, they have pushed their strength to the limit. Various high-level celestial arts of the yellow rank are produced endlessly. It is hard to tell the winner for a while, and it is quite evenly matched. posture.

"Drink!" Duan Lanxi shouted coquettishly, and the Qingfeng sword in her hand turned into a thorn, stabbing out eighteen swords in an instant, locking eighteen important acupuncture points on Wei Dong's body.

No matter which of these acupoints, once hit, you will be seriously injured if you don't die, but Wei Dong has extremely rich experience in battle. He sacrificed the black iron sword, squeezed the sword with both hands, and stepped on the seven-star magic circle. He spun at a high speed in front of him.

"Bright Moon Shining Shield!" Wei Dong yelled lightly, and the sword art in both hands continued to shake. A circle of spiritual power and sword light vortex immediately condensed under the high-speed rotation of the black iron sword. It was about ten feet in size. A bright moon.

"Bang bang bang..." All the eighteen swords that Duan Lanxi stabbed were blocked by the vortex of spiritual power sword light.

"Fake Yujian Jue!" Wei Dong did not stop after resisting Duan Lanxi's attack. The sword in his hand was changing, and the high-speed spinning black iron sword stopped immediately, and then quickly shrunk to only three inches in a blink of an eye. Big or small, it turned into a black light and shot towards Duan Lanxi.