Tuxian Road

Murong Xuanchen quickly changed the formula with his hands, and the light like a horse training shot out from his hands, turning into countless golden blades.The golden blades were entangled together, forming a huge beam of light, which quickly turned into a golden dragon.Countless golden lights emanated from the golden dragon, the light was dazzling and radiant.The aura of the golden dragon was so fierce that the monks of the Flying Apsaras under the stone platform couldn't help but sink in their hearts!

Murong Xuanchen had a stern expression on his face, and he muttered incantations.In an instant, the golden dragon suddenly burst into an even more dazzling brilliance, and then slowly rose under the wrapping of ten thousand golden lights, away from Murong Xuanchen's hands before it was suspended.

Murong Xuanchen is a spiritual root with an earth attribute, so-called earth-generated gold, so when he cultivates gold-type weapons, he will increase the power of this spell. What he just cast was "Ten Thousand Blades Transforming Dragon Art".

The so-called Ten Thousand Blades Transforming Dragon Technique is to use the essence of the body to transform into countless golden blades, and then transform these golden blades into a golden dragon.The Ten Thousand Blades Dragon Transformation Technique can attack the opponent twice. When the opponent defuses the golden dragon's attack, the golden dragon will turn into countless golden blades and attack the opponent again.

Feng Fan has already judged the power of this spell from the fluctuation of the true energy of the opponent's spell, so he dare not be careless at all.Feng Fan kept waving his hands, countless silver ice cones surrounded Feng Fan, and the ice cone technique was completed.

Murong Xuanchen waved his hands, and without hesitation, he threw the golden dragon towards Fengfan.Countless sharp winds struck through the air, and the golden dragon smashed down on its head like a thunderbolt.

Feng Fan didn't show any weakness, and the countless ice cones around his body shot up into the sky quickly.When the golden dragon and the ice cone met, they made a low-pitched sound.Powerful power enveloped all directions, and the surrounding void vibrated, as if trembling.

The true essence of the two quickly poured into it, and the two collided countless times.As the number of ice cones continued to decrease, the size of the golden dragon shrank rapidly.It looks like the golden dragon is as imposing as a rainbow, and it seems that the ice pick is vulnerable.However, Murong Xuanchen's true energy was already damaged, and he was reluctant to cast spells suitable for monks in the foundation building stage, so the power of the Ten Thousand Blades Transforming Dragon Technique was greatly reduced.

Murong Xuanchen's face was pale, and he seemed to have reached the end of his battle.Feng Fan has a calm expression on his face, as if he has the confidence to win.Murong Xuanchen let out a loud roar, and spewed a breath of energy towards the golden dragon, and the golden dragon instantly transformed into countless golden blades and rushed towards Fengfan.

Following the gushing out of Feng Fan's true essence, the ice cone burst into silver light, rushing towards the flying golden blade. "Clank..." Countless crisp sounds linger in the surrounding fields, stirring all directions.

As the spiritual power surged, the golden and white brilliance flowed and flickered.Countless sharp fluctuations hit the surrounding restraints, causing the restraints around the stone platform to vibrate slightly, as if there was a little fear of the two berserk forces.

Murong Fengyang who was sitting under the stage suddenly sighed softly and shook his head, looking extremely disappointed.After Murong Xuanchen and Feng Fan's magic attack just now, he no longer had any hope of Murong Xuanchen defeating his opponent.

As the number of golden blades and ice picks decreased sharply, Murong Xuanchen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became even paler, and he was already injured.The golden blades had all disappeared, and the remaining icicles lost their hold, and flew towards Murong Xuanchen whistling.

Murong Xuanchen moved quickly, dodging all the ice pick attacks.The ice cones hit the barriers set up by the alchemy monks around the stone platform one after another, and they all disappeared in the end.

"Xuanchen, admit defeat." Murong Xuanchen quickly took out a talisman with a flying sword sealed on it, and when he was about to activate it, Murong Fengyang's deep voice came from under the stone platform.

Murong Xuanchen was startled, glanced at Fengfan, then put the talisman back into the storage bag unwillingly, and walked down the stone platform silently.

Master Taiqing announced loudly under the stone platform: "In the second round of competition, Feng Fan of the Feitian faction defeated Murong Xuanchen of the Murong family." stand up.

This competition was even more intense than Feng Fan's first match, Ling Qiancao did not hesitate to take two Nine Transformation Guiling Pills to supplement the consumed real energy, and her body skills were weird, making it difficult to win.But because Murong Xuanchen not only took longer than Ling Qiancao to step into the peak level of Qi Gathering Late Stage, but also had more Magical Artifacts, Talismans, and Crystal Jade than Ling Qiancao, so it was more difficult to deal with than Ling Qiancao.

When seeing Murong Xuanchen's defeat, Master Huanyue and other Flying Apsara monks were extremely excited.

The monks sent by Feitian continued to watch the second round of the second group of competitions, while Feng Fan returned to the residence alone.In the battle just now, Feng Fan consumed some real energy, and he has to participate in the third round of competition the next day. It is impossible to fully replenish the consumed real energy through a short one-day practice, so Feng Fan is going to use the help of the chaotic The real yuan stored in the spirit devouring yuan bead is used to supplement it.

Recalling these two competitions, Feng Fan was a little speechless. If he could use the Five Elements Mysterious Array and the Soul Devouring Orb, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage could win.

Not only that, but the use of some talismans and instruments are restricted.For example, the skull spirit talisman, which was obtained from the envoy of the phantom blood faction he killed, who knows if using this kind of talisman will let the phantom blood faction know that he once killed the envoy of the phantom blood faction.

Feng Fan stopped thinking wildly and sacrificed the Soul Devouring Orb.As Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness was moved, the true essence in the Hun Ling Devouring Yuan Orb quickly entered Feng Fan's body.After a while, the true essence no longer enters Feng Fan's body, which is a sign of abundant true essence.

Feng Fan felt refreshed all over his body, and the slightly tired feeling before had completely disappeared.If you look carefully, you can see that the Soul Devouring Orb is still crystal clear without any change.Feng Fan took the Soul Devouring Orb and started to practice.

Several hours passed, Feng Fan opened his eyes, finished his work, stood up slowly, and went outside.It was already late at this time, Feng Fan came to the Feitian Temple on foot.

From a distance, some monks gathered in front of the main hall, all of them were Feitian sect disciples from their clothes.Feng Fan came in front of everyone, and everyone looked at Feng Fan with reverence.A young monk in blue came to Feng Fan, this person was Gong Changfeng.

"Brother, how is the battle going today?" Feng Fan asked calmly.

"Oh! I was defeated by my opponent today." Gong Changfeng sighed softly and said with a sad face.

"Brother is not injured?" Feng Fan looked carefully at Gong Changfeng, seeing that there was nothing unusual about the fluctuation of Gong Changfeng's true energy, so he asked.

"I was just shot down to the bottom of the stone platform by my opponent. I recuperated this afternoon, and now I'm fine. It's just that the opponent not only uttered wild words, but even insulted my Flying Apsaras!" Gong Changfeng said exhaustedly, with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Who is your opponent?" Feng Fan's face darkened, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

"Lei Sha taught Long Yuyang!" Gong Changfeng said with a serious and cold light.

Hearing that he is a member of Leisha Sect, Feng Fan's heart sank, it seems that Leisha Sect really attacked Feitian Sect disciples fiercely.