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Seeing this scene, Yuan Futu was not surprised. He knew that Young Master Yu had broken through the bottleneck when dealing with the white-scaled serpent, and that this move had a solid foundation of fame and slightly superior world power, so he defeated the new disciple. with no doubt.

"Bah!"

With a shout of anger, the flying sword struck at top speed, cutting through the sword shadow with extremely heavy force.

Young Master Yu couldn't help but took two steps back, the flying sword was inserted obliquely in front of him, but there was a gap in the front end, he said in surprise: "It's broken."

This is a low-grade human-level flying sword, not worth much money, but it has been with him for more than ten years. Seeing the damage of the fairy weapon at this time, I feel as if I was severely pulled in my heart.

It was Hong Linfeng who made the move, and he smiled coldly: "You dare to compare your trash flying sword with my middle-grade flying sword, you are asking for trouble!"

The middle-rank human-level flying sword is naturally much harder than the low-rank one. Yu Dashao slowly stood up and pulled out the flying sword with a disappointed expression on his face.

Hong Linfeng's hand formula changed, and he saw the flying sword hovering in the void, with a soft light blue boundary force like water, which was obviously a sign of a middle-level primordial immortal.

"It's only been a year since I saw you. Your strength has increased a lot, but trash is always trash. It took you 20 years to comprehend this sword art. Where does this put Master's face? Go back to your hometown as soon as possible! "

While speaking, the flying sword had already struck, and Yu Dashao's fairy weapon had been damaged and could no longer be driven by the force of the world, so he was at a loss for what to do.

call out!

At this moment, a sword shadow dashed away from behind Young Master Yu, and a dark red gaseous realm force emerged from the flying sword, and inside was pierced with blood-colored veins, which seemed to contain endless The destructive power, the destructive aura emanating from it made everyone feel palpitations.

clang!

In an instant, the two flying swords collided.

Yuan Futu's face suddenly paled a little. Although his boundary force has shown signs of evolving towards a liquid state, it is still some distance away from the middle-level Yuanxian, so it is not as strong as Hong Linfeng in terms of boundary force. The power of "Sword Jue" is stronger, and it is afraid that it will be defeated with just a mask.

When Hong Linfeng saw the dark red sword shadow, he couldn't help being startled, and said in a deep voice: "The lower-level primordial immortal dares to be presumptuous, go to hell!" Advance inch by inch.

Suddenly, Yuan Futu's flying sword began to bend violently, and the middle part showed signs of cracking, and the strength difference between the middle-grade and low-grade immortal artifacts was suddenly manifested.

Yuan Futu's face sank like water, as if he was waiting for something.

At this moment, a burst of green light suddenly appeared on the flying sword, and the curved arc of the flying sword gradually shrank and gradually became straight.

"What is that?" Ming Cheng said in astonishment.

Kang Dalong frowned tightly and said, "It seems to be a divine pattern?!"

"God pattern?" Hong Linfeng was also a little surprised, "Why does this guy have god pattern?!"

Sure enough, although the power of the spirit bone divine pattern had completely disappeared, the tortoise shell divine pattern that had just been drawn still showed obvious effects.

Its function is to slightly increase the strength of the fairy weapon itself. This sudden burst of effect, coupled with the power of the Nine Tribulations Sword, can almost compete with the middle-grade fairy weapon.

The two flying swords trembled more and more violently under the violent collision, and finally bounced in opposite directions with a bang, returning to their respective hands.

Yuan Futu looked at the few cracks on the flying sword, and frowned slightly. Although it was not completely damaged, it was still affected. It seems that he will have to buy a better quality flying sword in a few days.

Hong Linfeng's face turned red. Among the three, only he was the strongest, but he was tied in a tie. Moreover, what that guy was holding was just a low-grade human-level flying sword.

"Do you have to protect him?"

Yuan Futu said calmly: "With me here, no one can touch him."

Hong Linfeng laughed suddenly, and said, "Report your name and Master, I think you will regret today's decision."

"Yuan Futu, Master is not a white immortal, and I have never regretted what I have done." Yuan Futu is not afraid of these tyrannical rogue immortals at all.

To say that there are thousands of immortals in Wanshenzong, the general masters would like to train immortals who have ascended. Most of them are thousands of years old, and their minds and perseverance are quite mature. There is only one thing, that is to go desperately on the road of the strong, and the Taoist heart is extremely firm. On the contrary, among the immortals who have achieved themselves from the earth immortal world, especially those with aristocratic backgrounds, most of them are playboys, with foundation, talent, and Taoism. Xindu was slightly inferior, as was the case with people like Hong Linfeng.

"There are still a few years, you'd better practice more, so that you won't lose too badly when Brother Mo Xing leaves the customs." Hong Linfeng knew that he was the only disciple of Immortal Bubai, so it was not easy to take him with him. The best way for a group of disciples to find trouble with him is to wait until Senior Brother Mo Xing leaves the customs and let him solve it.

After finishing speaking, everyone left the place without further entanglement.

"Mo punishment?" Yuan Futu frowned.

Young Master Yu on the side said: "It's the boss of their gang of ruffians. Recently, they entered the retreat to break through the Golden Immortal. I don't think they won't be able to get out in ten years or so. The talent and foundation are very strong, but Master values ​​it very much." one of his disciples."

"Is it the guy who bullied you last time?" Yuan Futu said coldly.

Young Master Yu raised his head and said with a wry smile, "So you saw it that day... I'm really ashamed, haha."

Yuan Futu shook his head and said: "It's nothing. On the contrary, under such oppression, your will has not been affected at all. That's what I admire."

Yu Dashao sighed: "It's just a pity that although I started early, my talent and foundation are far behind them, so that I haven't broken through to the middle-level primordial immortal yet, and even the master has begun to hate my existence. If it goes on like this, I really can’t stay for too long.”

"But you are now the disciple of the Immortal Pill Hall's guardian, and you are more and more proficient in refining medicine. Since you can't even trouble you with this, I don't think it's a mere middle-level primordial immortal." Yuan Futu smiled. Said: "Don't forget, resource supremacy is an unchanging law in the earth fairy world."

Young Master Yu nodded, and resolutely said: "I understand. At worst, eat more elixir. If one is not enough, take two, and if two are not enough, take four. I don't believe it is so difficult to break through this middle-level primordial immortal." !"

"I have some fairy stones here, you can take them first, and you can buy a new flying sword and elixir."

Young Master Yu waved his hand and said, "No, I'm a disciple of the palace guard and I'm in charge of selling elixir. Many disciples hope that I can buy elixir at a low price. Of course, it will give me a lot of benefits, so things like fairy stones are very important. It will be there soon, maybe I will come to help you when the time comes, haha."