Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Sweat like rain!

Messy hair!

The clothes are torn!

At this moment, Zhu Ziyu has completely lost the gentle and warm demeanor just now, and there are several obvious bloodstains on his body.

Almost as soon as they fought, he was taken by the cold wind with three-point wild, three-point swift, and four-point murderous moves. He was only able to parry, but had no power to fight back.

Now only with a shield-like top-grade magic weapon, it can withstand the opponent's fierce attack.

The sound of clanking is endless.

In Leng Feng's hand was a pitch-black saber, and he swung it like a black dragon spouting water. Every strike contained icy cold vitality, freezing a large piece of ice fog in the air.

The two were fighting in the sky when they came to Sendai, so their figures were soon shrouded in ice fog.

These icy mist obviously couldn't block the eyes of the cultivators watching the ceremony, and all of them saw their scalps explode and their hairs stand on end.

This disciple of Lianyun Daozong's battle is not a competition, he is clearly trying to kill someone!

The tricks come and go, and even the most basic means of defense are completely abandoned.

Among the cultivators, many of them claimed to have come from the slaughter, but compared with Leng Feng, they realized that their previous experiences were not worth mentioning.

All the cultivators are almost certain that the first disciple of Lianyun Daozong to fight is a true iron-blooded monk who has experienced countless killings.Ji Cangmang wanted to use this person to set the tone for today's competition.

The elders such as Wan Dao Tianzun and Song Wen have cultivated for a longer time and their eyesight is sharper, so they can quickly see whether it is a magic weapon or a killing mind.Zhu Ziyu would lose a lot to the opponent, and defeat was only a matter of time.

……

Leng Feng is the second disciple of Canglang Peak. He has worked on the Burying God Sea for thousands of years to plunder and make a living. He is decisive and ruthless.

Look now.Whether it is the melee attack supplemented by the ice technique, or the fearless temperament, they are all [-]% similar to Lian Yeyu.

In Lianyun Daozong's side, Lian Yeyu grinned and nodded with satisfaction. This is the style of Canglang Peak disciples. He is only satisfied with Leng Feng's style, as for winning or losing.It never occurred to him at all.

You must know that after Leng Feng went to the Burying God Sea, although he was a casual cultivator, he got a lot of advice from Qiu Zhen after he went to the water city of Xiangdu a hundred years ago.

"You win!"

The sound of terrified surrender came from Zhu Ziyu's throat.

Hearing Zhu Ziyu's voice of admitting defeat, Leng Feng smiled evilly, his momentum suddenly rose again, and the pitch-black saber slashed fiercely on the opponent's shield.

boom!

A blast.

Zhu Ziyu hit the ground heavily.There was no new wound on his body, but a large mouthful of blood spewed out.A sharp pain came from the soul.

His shield magic weapon fell to the ground beside him, the light was dim, and cracks were looming!

Come to Sendai, there is no sound!

Everyone looked at Zhu Ziyu who was lying on the ground with solemn expressions.

Who would have thought.Before it was time for half a cup of tea, the suzerain of Zhenshuimen was injured by Bao Li, and his opponent was just hit by a few innocuous water spells.

The cold wind fell to the ground and did not attack again.Putting away the pitch-black saber, he cupped his hands towards Ji Cangmang.

"Thank you, Junior Brother!"

Ji Cangmang nodded and said lightly.

There is no dispute about winning or losing. The real water gate side quickly grabbed two late Jindan monks and helped Zhu Ziyu up. This person had been killed by the cold wind and his morale was low. Naturally, he didn't dare to say anything harsh. After he had no choice but to admit defeat, Just go back to your side.

……

Ji Cangmang looked in the direction of Chanming Temple and Tiangong Upper Court, and said calmly, "Which one of you will play in the next battle?"

The suzerain of Chanming Temple is an old monk in his 70s or [-]s. He is named Kongshi. He wears a navy blue monk robe.

After witnessing the ferocious attack of the cold wind, Monk Kongshi looked even more bitter. After exchanging glances with Cheng Shan, the suzerain of the Tiangong Upper Court not far away, he stood up helplessly and said, "The next battle will be fought by the old monk." .”

The gamble was established, even if he knew that the chances of winning were not high, even if there was another ruthless person like Leng Feng on Lianyun Daozong's side, Monk Kongshi would bite the bullet and have to go. This is not a matter of winning or losing, but a matter of face.

"Junior Brother Duan Qiao, I leave this battle to you!"

Ji Cangmang said softly.

"Respect the order of the suzerain!"

Sitting on Wangfeng Peak, Duan Qiao stood up from behind Li Dongyang, with his signature mysterious smile that hesitated to speak on his gentle and handsome face.

In the last few years on his way back to the Blue Sea Continent, he had already created a technique of separating the primordial spirit, completely eradicating the primordial spirit of Gui Ciyue that lived in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and restored his complete self.

After Duan Qiao came out, he nodded slightly with Monk Kongshi, and they fought together.

Monk Kongshi, the Dharma is exquisite.

But Duan Qiao's earth spells are even more mysterious. Layers of blue illusory mountain shadows, as if endless, fell from the sky following his hand formula.

It was still less than half a cup of tea, and Monk Kongshi gave in with a wry smile.

Duan Qiao's aptitude for cultivating Taoism was originally only slightly inferior to Li Dongyang, Lian Yeyu and others, plus he had been taught by Gu Jiong, an old earth-type monster from the lost land, and had a deep understanding of earth-type spells. Effortless.

Perhaps it was because he was rescued by the monk of Baixiang Temple and lived in Baixiang Temple for a long time. Duan Qiao didn't hit Monk Kongshi ruthlessly, but he was hit by Wuliang Qingshan.

On the side of the cultivators who watched the ceremony, they could naturally see that Duan Qiao kept his hands down, and his morale was lower.

……

After Duanqiao, Ji Cangmang ordered Lu Feixu from Zizhulin to fight Chengshan, the suzerain of the upper house of Tiangong. Among the six daughters of Zizhulin, Li Suniang and Mu Wanzhen were not counted, and the other four daughters were just like Lu Feixu. More aggressive and capable, coupled with the experience on the road back to the blue ocean, this woman's temper is much more aggressive and decisive.

The contest with Cheng Shan also didn't last too long. With a powerful high-grade magic weapon like a treasure ring, which was given by Ye Bai or Ji Cangmang, Lu Feixu repeatedly hit the opponent until the opponent gave up.

so far.Lianyun Daozong won three rounds in a row, and had an overwhelming advantage. If it was a life-and-death game, Zhu Ziyu and the three of them might have died on the spot.

The monks watching the ceremony were already a little speechless.Even if he knew that Wuyouzi and Qi Lianxue, who were more powerful, would appear next.

The disciples of Lianyun Daozong were not surprised at all. Such a situation was expected. Even as long as Ji Cangmang was willing, he and Ye Bai, or Lian Yeyu, or even Li Dongyang.One person can kill each other together, but such a result is not what Ji Cangmang wants.

Ji Cangmang and the others are going to leave the Blue Ocean Continent after all, and the disciples of Lianyun Daozong who stay here are the protagonists. If they are not allowed to show their strength, once Ji Cangmang and the others leave, the other party will definitely be ready to move again.

Unless by cruel means.Destroy several factions together, but even if they destroy each other.With the current manpower of Lian Yun Dao Sect, it is impossible to control so many places of cultivation, and there will still be new forces emerging, so the meaning of exterminating the sect is really not great, let alone the relationship between the two sides.There isn't that much hatred either.

After the three factions lost, Wuyouzi and Qi Lianxue finally made their appearance.

Wuyouzi's opponent is Yu Wenlong, and Qi Lianxue's opponent is Li Chengfeng.

These two competitions should have been stalemate for a while.But Wuyouzi and Wuyouzi met Yu Wenlong and Li Chengfeng.

Yu Wenlong has a great sense of mission, and he will not allow himself to lose to the other six veins, and Li Chengfeng is naturally pushy, although he has been trained by Ji Cangmang for a lot, but in today's situation, he has to Ji Cangmang ordered, how could he restrain himself.

As soon as the two made a move, they unleashed their strongest magic weapon and spell, like a violent storm, killing Wuyouzi and Qi Lianxue, tired of defending, and complaining in their hearts.

"I surrender!"

"I surrender!"

It didn't take long before Yu Wenlong and Wuyouzi had already surrendered one after another before Yu Wenlong and the two of them had enough of the fight. The monks who were watching felt that the loss of the two of them was really aggrieved.

After five rounds, the half-step Nascent Soul battle came to an end.

……

When I came to Xiantai, the wind blew gently, other than that, there was no sound at all.

Tianzun Wan Dao and Song Wen looked at Wu Youzi and the others, and smiled wryly in their hearts.

Although they have only watched five games, the two have clearly noticed that Lianyun Daozong's side, regardless of spells and magic weapons, is stronger and has the upper hand. If the two want to win, unless they have strong hidden means, otherwise they can I can hope that my mana can be deeper than Ji Cangmang and others, and I can survive the opponent's storm-like attack.

The two looked at each other without saying a word, they both wanted to be the last one to appear on the stage, and then take a look at the methods of Lianyun Daozong Yuanying monk.

Ji Cangmang didn't ask them any more, and said directly, "Ye Bai, it's your turn!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Among the crowd, Ye Bai responded and stood up abruptly.

The nine-foot-tall physique is like a hill, walking step by step to the center of Xiantai. With each step, his aura and coercion are multiplying, and the sound of his footsteps is like a thunderstorm deep in the sky, stepping on every monk. above the beating heart.

Outside his body, purple air filled the air, and electric light flickered like standing in a strong wind. The blue robe and long black hair danced wildly towards the rear.

The gazes of all the cultivators watching the ceremony were focused on him, their hearts were beating wildly, their breathing was stagnant, their mouths were dry and their tongues were dry, as if they had seen an incredible demon god, their eyes were full of shock.

"Is this kid really in the early stage of the Nascent Soul? Why does he have such an unimaginably strong primordial mana, which is stronger than that green skirt female cultivator. He must have hidden his aura before!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Song Wen's forehead, and his heart trembled violently. Now he was sure that the tyrannical consciousness he felt before must have come from Ye Bai.

Tianzun Wan Dao's complexion was not much better than his, his pupils were almost congealed into two spots, Ye Bai gave him the feeling that he was even more domineering than that day.

"Could this be his true strength? Or is it only half of it? Could it be that the monks on the Qiongtian Continent are so strong? Are the other Nascent Soul monks of the Yundao Sect also this strong?"

Wandao Tianzun's mind has become a mess.

"Two, go up together, it's getting late!"

Ye Bai's face was stern, his eyes swept over Wan Dao Tianzun and Song Wen, and said indifferently: "If the two of you join forces to win against me, you can take the places of the two veins directly."

Come to Sendai, even more dead silent!

Everyone stared blankly at Ye Bai, his face was as pale as paper, no one thought he was talking big, his aura was tens or hundreds of times stronger than that of Wandao Tianzun and Song Wen!

Like a real majestic mountain, it hangs over everyone's head and is unshakable.

Wan Dao Tianzun smiled bitterly, and said directly: "There is no need to compare, the old man admits defeat."

Ye Bai nodded slightly, looked at Song and asked, "What does Song Tianzun think?"

Song Wen's face was ashamed. For the first time, he felt that he was really a frog at the bottom of a well. He also boasted that he had several good methods in his hands, but now he didn't even have the courage to take action. Seeing Wan Dao Tianzun admit defeat, he was also depressed and said: " I am not your opponent, and there is no need to compare!"

After the two finished speaking, there was no uproar. It seemed that the two readily surrendered was the most appropriate situation.

This is no longer a matter of face, but a matter of life and death.

Among the crowd, Daoist Luo of the Danding Sect smiled wryly without words, secretly glad that he did not fight, otherwise what Ye Bai said just now, it must have been the three of you.

Frustration and loss appeared on the faces of every monk watching the ceremony. It was not until they saw the coercion of Ye Bai's aura that everyone deeply realized the strength of Lianyun Daozong. , even more shocking.

"Song Tianzun, when you entered the gate of my Lianyun Daozong, you seemed to have said that you wanted to see the methods of us monks who returned from overseas?"

Ye Bai stared at Song Wen coldly. The bright lightning flashes gradually lit up on his body, spreading from his dantian to his limbs, exuding an indescribable aura of destruction.

In an instant, Ye Bai's body turned into a silver body of thunder, crackling with the sound of lightning.

Song Wen was shocked by his sharp eyes that pierced the sky and the earth, trembling and speechless.

"Since you want to watch it, I'll let you watch it once!"

After Ye Bai said lightly, he withdrew his gaze, raised his arms and punched towards the sky, and slammed out the first strongest Thunder Fist since returning to the Blue Ocean Continent.

Pong!

The flower of thunder, blooming all over the sky, appears and then disappears!

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of thunderous sonic booms that permeated the entire world, the sound of sonic booms continued, the sky was dark, and the earth trembled!

Everyone's ears seemed to be deaf, buzzing, and they could no longer hear any sound.

After a while, everyone's eyes went dark.

A huge black hole with a radius of seven or eight feet, stretched across the sky above Laixiantai. Violent air of space came from the hole, and the wind howled!

Under the black hole, Ye Bai stood upright with his head held high, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he swept across the crowd coldly.

On his body, the light of thunder has not receded, and the silver-white body of thunder is close to the black hole in the dark space, which is unusually obvious.

All the monks were stunned!

This scene is destined to be imprinted in the minds of many monks and will never be forgotten, making them repeat it every time they want to make an idea of ​​Lianyun Daozong. (To be continued..)