Different Fire Immortal Emperor

The Golden Light Shield is a metallic yellow-level high-level defensive fairy art. It was also learned by Xiong Yang in the martial arts hall for the three major martial arts competitions in six days. An ordinary cultivator couldn't resist the attack power, let alone hurt him.

In fact, this is indeed the case. When the thirteen-style ghost shadow swordsmanship touches the golden light shield, the illusory sword shadow of the twelve-style immediately collapses. Even the real sword that contains the strongest attack is also reflected by the golden light shield. .

But this doesn't mean that Xiaoyu can't break through the defense of the golden light shield. After all, no matter how sharp the ghost sword technique is, it's just a mortal martial technique, and it can't compare to the powerful immortal technique driven by the source force.

"Qi Jin Shock!" Xiao Yu yelled in his heart, and cast out the no-attribute Huang-rank primary fairy art obtained from killing Chen Qiming three years ago.

A vortex of energy immediately lingered on Xiao Yu's right fist, tearing open the restraint of the air, and hitting the golden light shield's defense heavily.

"Kaka..." A crack spread from the golden light shield immediately, and then shattered.

However, Xiao Yu's right fist, which was weakened by the golden light shield, did not stop, and hit Xiong Yang's chest heavily, forcing him to retreat three steps before completely releasing the punch.

"Impossible, how can you break my defense." Xiong Yang looked at Xiao Yu in astonishment. The person who was considered a waste was actually stronger than him.

"No wonder Ding Datong is so calm and composed. This young man named Xiao Yu really has some strength." Duan Changyun whispered in his heart, with a strange light in his eyes, as if he was quite satisfied with Xiao Yu's performance.

"Hmph, I thought you would improve a lot in these three years, but that's all. Even if you still have something to hide, it's nothing to be afraid of." Ding Datong stared at Xiaoyu's back, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his heart.

Seemingly aware of Ding Datong's fleeting murderous intent behind him, Xiaoyu turned her head and gave him a cold look, with a sneer in her heart.If it wasn't for not wanting to expose his true cultivation too early and startle Ding Datong, Xiao Yu could kill Xiong Yang instantly with one move, and he wouldn't have to use so much effort to deal with him with mortal martial arts and Huang-rank immortal skills.

"Xiaoyu, I don't believe that you, a piece of trash, can beat me, let's decide the outcome with one blow!" Xiong Yang took two steps closer to Xiaoyu, and there was a thunderous sound from the Purple Mansion, and the source force was also activated. limit.

"Alright." Xiao Yu nodded, he didn't want to delay any longer, and his soul power instantly locked onto Xiong Yang.

"Om!" The Golden Spirit Knife trembled, flashing a dazzling golden glow, Xiong Yang clenched his hands tightly, and swept it out.

"Sweeping Thousands of Armies!" It is a high-level celestial art of the Huang rank, and it is also the strongest attack that Xiong Yang has mastered. A golden half-moon-shaped, one-meter-long and wide knife light went straight to Xiao Yu's waist.

"Hmph, the outcome has already been decided, trash is trash." Xu Canghai snorted coldly, as one of the five masters of the Illusory Spirit Stage in the Misty Sky Sect, he was very arrogant.

Even though Xiaoyu's previous performance was good, he only thought it was Xiaoyu's momentary good luck. Compared with Xiong Yang, who had truly cultivated to the eighth stage of foundation establishment and was second only to Lin Feng and Duan Lanxi among the younger generation, he was still There is a huge gap, and it is impossible to have a counterattack scene.

But Xu Canghai didn't know that Xiaoyu's physical body was so explosive that it was comparable to a high-level magic weapon. He was not afraid of Xiong Yang's attack at all, so he poured the source force into his legs and swung it out suddenly.

In an instant, the shadows of the legs were continuous, and each leg seemed to have a strength of seven or eight hundred catties, shaking the space and making repeated noises, and hit the golden knife light fiercely.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and the golden knife light suddenly shattered under the attack of eighteen consecutive leg shadows.

Although the mandarin duck kick technique is only of the middle-level quality of the Huang-rank, but with Xiaoyu's power, its power surpasses that of the high-level Huang-rank.

"Strike with vigor!" Xiao Yu shouted in his heart, and punched Xiong Yang's chest with wanton strength.

"Pfft!" Xiong Yang's face immediately turned pale, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood. He flew backwards and hit the jade pillar behind him heavily.

"You lost." Xiao Yu said coldly, then stopped looking at Xiong Yang who was showing incredible eyes, scanned the people in the hall, and finally looked at Duan Changyun.

"Master, this disciple is lucky enough to win. Please follow the previous agreement and let him participate in the three martial arts competitions instead of Senior Brother Xiong." Xiao Yu said respectfully.

It's just that the hall fell into a strange moment of silence at this moment, except for Ding Datong who had already guessed that Xiao Yu would win, he was still a little calm, and the other three looked shocked.

Three years ago, a waste who was ridiculed by others and could not cultivate, miraculously counterattacked three years later and defeated Xiong Yang, who was at the eighth level of foundation establishment. The gap between before and after is too great.

Even Xu Canghai, who is quite arrogant, now pays some attention to Xiao Yu, but deep down in his heart, he still can't agree with Xiao Yu's victory, but he promised first, so it's hard to refute now.

"According to the previous agreement, it should be so. What do you think of the head?" Li Yuzhu, who was silent and silent, took a deep look at Xiaoyu, as if he was quite satisfied with his performance, and then asked Duan Changyun.

"Brother Ding, you have accepted a good disciple, so let him replace Xiong Yang to participate in the three martial arts competitions in six days' time." Duan Changyun agreed to this request without any hesitation. It is impossible to agree.

Immediately, Duan Changyun left the purple jade chair, walked up to Xiong Yang, shot out a source of force, entered his body, helped him sort out the chaotic breath, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiong Yang, although you lost this time, you still have to lose." Don't be discouraged, your strength is unquestionable, but Xiaoyu is better than you in using the combination of immortal arts more flexibly than you, instead of using one move after another, I hope you can remember today's lesson."

"Thank you for reminding the head, disciple, please remember." After Duan Changyun's recuperation, Xiong Yang got better, stood up and saluted.

"Okay, it's nothing for you here, go down." Duan Changyun shook his whisk, turned around and returned to the purple jade chair.

"Disciple, leave." Xiong Yang saluted respectfully and stepped back, but when he turned around and passed Xiao Yu, he suddenly paused.

"Junior Brother Xiao, I was reckless in what happened earlier, please don't blame me." I have to say that Xiong Yang is a man who can bend and stretch, and can admit failures and mistakes frankly, which is much better than those sanctimonious hypocrites.

"Brother Xiong is serious, you and I are from the same school, so don't mention the past." Since Xiong Yang has already apologized, Xiao Yu naturally won't put on an embarrassment.

"Okay, then Xiong will leave first." Xiong Yang walked away without any hesitation.

"This world is really real." Looking at Xiong Yang's leaving back, Xiao Yu sighed in his heart, if he hadn't surpassed Xiong Yang, then he would probably be greeted with endless ridicule, in short, it would never be an apology if.

"Xiao Yu, although you beat Xiong Yang this time, it was because of your flexible use of moves and the lack of some powerful celestial arts, so it will be difficult for you to win in the three martial arts competitions." Duan Changyun looked down at the Xiaoyu took out a piece of purple jade token from the storage bag, and said in a gentle voice: "Take my token and go to the martial arts hall to choose a kind of fairy art, go back and practice, although there are only six days left, but you can It’s also good to increase some strength.”

"Yes, disciple obeys." Xiao Yu stepped forward respectfully, received the purple jade token in her hand, and then walked towards the outside of the hall.