Tuxian Road

"Boy, even though you have the strength of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, you have been brought into this space by the earth-level super-level de-boundary talisman I just cast, and you will die!" Ying Zhiyuan who was in the special space laughed sarcastically , using the kung fu in the mortal arena to the extreme, swinging his right fist to Fengfan.

Facing the fierce fist wind, Feng Fan swung his fist to resist with a sneer. There was a loud "pop", and Ying Zhiyuan's heart-piercing screams were heard. Although Ying Zhiyuan's hand bones were not broken, they swelled up quickly.

"The golden bell cover in the world of mortals!" Ying Zhiyuan exclaimed.Although at that time Feng Fan was the golden bell cover that was cultivated after cultivation, because the meridian of the golden bell cover was opened with the five elements' profound energy, so Feng Fan could easily use the true energy of a mortal when he was out of the state of cultivation. This **.

Ying Zhiyuan's body moved rapidly, and he escaped a distance of several feet in an instant.Without hesitation, Feng Fan unleashes the lightness weapon that was treasured in the Wujing Pavilion of the mortal rivers, lakes, seas and sands back then—Ruyi Jue, which appears behind Ying Zhiyuan like a ghost. The speed of Feng Fan in the realm has exceeded the maximum limit of Ying Zhiyuan.

With a gloomy expression, Feng Fan swung his right fist towards Ying Zhiyuan.Ying Zhiyuan moved forward quickly, hoping to avoid Feng Fan's sharp blow. With a sound of "bang", the golden bell zhenqi emanating from Feng Fan's iron fist hit Ying Zhiyuan's back through the air. It shot out and fell a few feet away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.Shocked, Ying Zhiyuan immediately got up and turned to face Feng Fan, with a strong fear on his face.

Feng Fan's figure blurred for a while, and in the next moment, he appeared behind Ying Zhiyuan again.Raising his fist, Feng Fan used the golden bell cover to the extreme, and slammed it hard at Ying Zhiyuan who was close at hand. With a muffled "bang", Ying Zhiyuan, who had already felt the extremely dangerous attack coming from behind him, moved his body forward quickly, but failed to escape the bad luck.Feng Fan's iron fist still landed on Ying Zhiyuan's back heart, the zhenqi on the iron fist rushed out wildly, entered Ying Zhiyuan's body and diffused crazily.Ying Zhiyuan's body was ejected and fell a foot away.Ying Zhiyuan spat out blood, fell to the ground and passed out.

The surrounding scene changed again, Feng Fan looked around and found that he was back in the arena again.Not far from the opposite side, Ying Zhiyuan was sitting on the ground weakly, his face was pale and bloodless, panting heavily, he had been severely injured by Feng Fan's two attacks just now.

"I admit defeat!" After hesitating for a while, Ying Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said.

"Accepted!" Seeing his opponent admitting defeat, Feng Fan secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he knew that he was one step closer to getting the Little Nitian Pill, put away the golden sword, and said to Ying Zhiyuan in a deep voice.

"Feng Fan, an elite disciple from the inner sect, wins Ying Zhiyuan from the outer sect, and enters the next round!" Seeing that Ying Zhiyuan conceded, Taoist Tianxu immediately read aloud.At this time, Feng Fan relied on his incomparable strength and many methods to defeat one opponent after another, entered the final round of competition, and became famous in Shengdanmen.

When Feng Fan returned to his position, he learned that the winner of another round of competition had been selected, and it turned out to be Feng Xueyao, the first disciple of the inner elite mentioned by Wen Leling.Feng Xueyao, as the first disciple of the elite of the Shengdan Sect, is known to almost everyone among the monks of the Sacred Pill Sect, and only disciples like Feng Fan who either practice hard alone or stay outside for a long time do not know the prestige of this person .Feng Xueyao is a leader in the Feng family, the proud daughter of heaven, whether it is her talent, cultivation level, or appearance, she is one in a thousand.

After Feng Fan got the news, he just frowned slightly, and immediately took out some crystal jade, while absorbing true energy from it, he adjusted his breath.After all, a lot of real energy was lost in the battle just now, so Feng Fan took advantage of the interval between the two matches to hurry up and recover.

"The following is the final round of this year's Shengdan Sect's alchemy stage monk competition. Feng Xueyao, an elite disciple of the inner sect, will face Feng Fan, an elite disciple of the inner sect." Daoist Tianxu loudly announced the arrangement for the next competition.After discussing with the deacon hall elders just now, most people think that the competition should continue, because Ying Zhiyuan suffered a serious injury just now and cannot participate in the third and fourth competitions, so this competition does not need to be held again, but today there are only three competitions, and the first two competitions It was conducted at the same time, so there was no need to wait until tomorrow for the next competition.

Feng Fan smiled wryly to himself, he already knew that the result would be like this, if tomorrow's competition would be better for him, with a day's buffer, at least the old injury can be recovered to a greater extent, although it is only a slight internal injury, but in the battle of top experts It can often play a decisive role at critical times.Feng Fan set his mind on it, he would pay any price for Xiao Ni Tian Pill, even if he didn't hesitate to use those precious beast soul talismans obtained in Zihong Immortal Mansion, or even use the Gathering Spirit Artillery at critical moments.

Feng Fan came to the arena, looked up, and saw a girl in purple shirt opposite.This woman has a curvaceous figure, elegant blue hair, cherry red lips, and a pair of eyes that are as cold as snow, against the backdrop of a pair of crescent eyebrows, she looks aura and compelling.Between the eyes, there is a soul-stirring beauty.At this moment, the surroundings became incomparably silent, and the eyes of many male monks fell on the girl with a peerless face opposite Feng Fan!

"Feng Fan, an elite disciple of the inner sect." Feng Fan's voice was still so peaceful, but at this moment, the shadow of Xiao Ni Tian Pill had flashed countless times in his mind.

"Feng Xueyao, an elite disciple of the inner sect." Feng Xueyao, who saw Feng Fan for the first time in these years, who was not at all impressed by her appearance and temperament, was a little stunned, and then said with a faint anger in her heart .

Feng Fan's mind moved, and he opened the Zhenyuan shield instantly, felt the powerful aura emanating from the opponent, and judged that the opponent was not injured at all, Feng Fan did not dare to be careless in the face of such a level opponent.After opening the true essence shield, Feng Fan turned over with one hand, and the ancient treasure of the golden ring appeared in his hand.

With a sneer on Feng Xueyao's face, she swung a storage bracelet on her wrist, and a green flute appeared in her hand.This flute is called "Magic Sound Flute", and it is an ancient treasure given to Fengxue Yao by the patriarch of the Feng family after she congealed the alchemy.The Vientiane magic sound from the magic sound flute has a powerful psychedelic effect on opponents whose cultivation level is the same as or lower than the user's. When the opponent is confused by the Vientiane magic sound from this ancient treasure, he will suffer from the user's Arbitrary slaughter.

Feng Xueyao lifted her jade hand lightly, and put the magic flute on her red lips, bursts of melodious flute sounds wafted out from the magic flute.The melodious and melodious notes were like the sounds of nature, echoing in the ears of Feng Fan and other monks.And the sound of the flute exudes the aura of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Yuanying. It turns out that Feng Xueyao, relying on his special body, can also display the strength of a peak-level monk in the early stage of Yuanying, as a peak-level monk in the late stage of Huadan.

Feng Fan suddenly felt that the scene in front of him changed drastically, and Ding Zhongtang's kind and old figure appeared in front of him.All kinds of childhood memories come to mind, and Ding Zhongtang's meticulous care for himself is vivid.

Following my second uncle up the mountain to collect herbs, that familiar figure from the back will never be forgotten in my life.The second uncle held a big porcelain bowl with his big calloused hands, and fed himself mouthful by mouthful.

It was those hands that often patted myself and Ding Qiujie to fall asleep together.There is also a slightly curved back due to years of hard work, how many times I have fallen asleep on that solid back.Everything is so unforgettable, this is an inseparable pain!

"Second Uncle!" Feng Fan licked Tian's dry lips, and couldn't control the obsession in his heart anymore, tears welled up in his eyes.Although the vision became somewhat blurred, the wrinkled appearance of the second uncle reappeared as if it was yesterday, and all the memories continued to emerge like a galloping horse.Recalling the past, staring at the kind face in front of him who cared for him like a parent for many years, Feng Fan couldn't restrain the emotion in his heart anymore, two lines of hot tears flowed from his star pupils.Feng Fan took two steps forward, vainly trying to grab the second uncle's arms, but the solid arms that had hugged him countless times seemed so unattainable, everything seemed to be both real and illusory, like a dream.

Ding Zhongtang's figure suddenly disappeared, and a girl with extraordinary beauty appeared in front of Feng Fan.

"Yunshang!" Feng Fan said tremblingly, the infatuated woman on the opposite side made Feng Fan's heart surge with shock, every bit of the past flashed in Feng Fan's mind.

"Is it you?" Feng Fan looked confused and his voice was hoarse.Feng Fan slowly took two steps forward again, but he always felt that the infatuated woman in front of him who loved him deeply seemed a little illusory.

"Why don't you talk?" Feng Fan struggled feebly, and asked with a blank face, the scene of the beautiful girl who resolutely chose him under the threat of the Murong family and his countless loving scenes quickly appeared in his mind.In this world, there is no other woman in Fengfan's heart!

Feng Fan stretched out his right hand and stroked Duan Yunshang's cheek, but that shocking face was so unreal!Around the arena, all the alchemy stage disciples who were a little closer all looked crazy, muttering various names in their mouths, and some monks stood up slowly, trying to make a move.