Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 235 Appearance of Yuanshen Cave Mansion
Luo Ning glanced at Ling Tian in surprise, and then sneered, "No wonder you dare to speak wildly, it turns out you have some skills!"

The one who died wasn't from the Crane Feather Sect. Luo Ning was completely hoping for a good show, and was going to see how powerful Ling Tian was. Could he do something with Mo Changfeng?
Ling Tian pulled out the Death Star Sword from his back, pointed at Mo Changfeng, and snorted coldly: "If you want to die, just try it!"

"Okay, then let me weigh your weight!" Mo Changfeng laughed angrily, and lightly hit the ground with a black dragon's long stick hovering in his hand, and then with him as the center, all rocks within a hundred feet were Suddenly fell three inches, a puff of dust and mist burst from the ground, and was swept away by the howling mountain wind.

"Let's step back first, let's see what's going on!" Luo Ning waved his hand, signaling his fellow disciples to step aside. Although he didn't like Ling Tian, ​​this was after all a fight between two middle-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion, so he should be careful better.

The disciples of Bailang Mountain just stood behind Mo Changfeng casually, full of confidence in him, seeing Luo Ning being so cautious, they all laughed at him.

"Look at those people in the Crane Feather Sect. Could it be that they really think that this kid can do a few tricks with Senior Brother Mo?"

"Senior brother Mo also has the magic attack secret technique, and can also control the sword array. Against this kid, I think it will be an instant victory!"

"Let these people from the Crane Feather Sect see Brother Mo's real strength later, and let them obediently hand over the clues to Yuanshen Cave Mansion!"

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When the people from the Crane Feather Gate heard these discussions, their faces turned red, and they all looked at Luo Ning, hoping that Luo Ning could teach them a lesson.

Luo Ning smiled indifferently, and said softly: "When Mo Changfeng takes care of this kid, I will naturally fight him!"

"Senior Brother Luo will definitely win!" A female disciple of the Crane Feather Sect in a blue dress looked at Luo Ning with bright eyes, full of admiration.

"Of course, Senior Brother Luo is the strongest among the younger generation of our Crane Feather Sect!" Another burly Crane Feather Sect disciple chuckled, and when he talked about Luo Ning, his face showed pride.

Mo Changfeng raised the stick in his hand with one hand, and snorted coldly: "There are monks who can practice the secret method of spiritual attacks in Da Yue Kingdom, but they are indeed qualified to die under my coiling dragon stick!"

He took a light step towards Ling Tian, ​​as if he could shrink the ground to an inch, and instantly came to Ling Tian's body, the golden light was shining on the Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand, the blue dragon hovering on the long stick absorbed the energy, It spun and twisted on the long stick as if it had come alive, rippling out circles of golden light like ripples.

An incomparably sharp divine sense, like a knife like a sword, suddenly pierced into the center of Ling Tian's eyebrows, and stabbed straight towards his sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Mo Changfeng would be able to use the secret attack method of divine sense, but immediately a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he visualized the majestic fairy mountain in his mind, and let Mo Changfeng's divine sense be like The sword slammed on the mountain, and then smashed into pieces.

Mo Changfeng seemed to be stunned when he saw Ling Tian, ​​and let out a cold snort of disdain. He thought how powerful this Da Yue country monk was?I didn't expect that I didn't even have the power to resist the attack of my divine sense, which was really disappointing.

He rushed in front of Ling Tian, ​​raised the coiling dragon stick in his hand high, the coiling dragon surged on the long stick, the golden light was like mist, like thunder and lightning, and chopped down towards the top of Ling Tian's head.

Ling Tian raised his eyes to look at Mo Changfeng, his spiritual thoughts condensed into a sword, and directly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness. The proud smile on Mo Changfeng's face froze immediately, and then a look of pain appeared on his face, and the Coiling Dragon Stick fainted slightly. At this point, his figure quickly retreated towards the rear, and within a few ups and downs, he landed tens of feet away. He looked at Ling Tian in amazement, his eyes were full of astonishment.

"You can actually block my God Shaking Art?" Mo Changfeng stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow twice, and asked Ling Tian sharply.

"What is the power of my Jingyue Seizing God Art?" Ling Tian was noncommittal, smiled slightly, and asked Mo Changfeng.

Although Mo Changfeng was not shocked and seized his sanity, but looking at him like this, he obviously suffered a big loss. It seems that there should be a secret method to resist the attack of spiritual thoughts in his Shaking God Art, but he couldn't completely block Jing Yue. It's just a magical attack.

"Hmph! I just underestimated the enemy just now. Next, I won't give you any chance!" Mo Changfeng blushed. Ling Tian's spiritual attack just now was extremely powerful. He just resisted it for a moment and visualized it in the sea of ​​consciousness. The golden dragon was shattered inch by inch. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and retreated immediately, he might have suffered a big loss.

There was a look of surprise in Luo Ning's eyes, and he said softly: "I didn't expect this kid to be able to force Mo Changfeng back. This is a good show!"

"Senior Brother Luo, who do you think can win between these two?" A Crane Feather Sect disciple came over and asked Luo Ning. It's really hard to say who wins and who loses after a small loss.

"It must be Mo Changfeng. He is the first disciple of Bailang Mountain. If he hadn't been caught off guard just now, how could he have suffered a disadvantage?"

"Is there any question? Mo Changfeng is the most talented disciple among the younger generation of Bailang Mountain. How could he lose to the monks in the backcountry of Dayue Country?"

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The disciples of the Crane Feather Sect were overwhelmingly optimistic about Mo Changfeng, after all he was well-known.

Luo Ning nodded and said with a smile: "Of course it is Mo Changfeng. He is my opponent. How could he be easily defeated by this kid who came out of nowhere?"

Mo Changfeng held the Panlong stick in both hands, and then shouted angrily, the energy in his body surged and turned into a ball of golden light, which condensed on his right hand, making his right hand turn golden from the elbow down, as if it was made of metal. Forged, no longer flesh and blood.

He clenched the Coiling Dragon Stick tightly in his right hand, and sneered at Ling Tian: "My magical power is called the Golden Dragon Hand. It can transform flesh and blood into a golden dragon arm. It has infinite power. If you are willing to kowtow and admit your mistake now, I can spare your life." Otherwise, next year today will be your death day!"

"If you have any other skills, you can use them! I'm worried that you won't have a chance to use them again!" Ling Tian shook his head lightly. If it wasn't for the purpose of seeing how powerful the secret technique of divine sense attack passed down from Bailang Mountain was, he would have just He has already taken advantage of the situation to pursue and killed Mo Changfeng, so why would he let him croak here.

After using the supernatural power, a confident smile appeared on Mo Changfeng's face, and then he rushed towards Ling Tian again, hundreds of golden phantoms rippling out of the coiling dragon stick in his hand, stirring up the mountain wind howling and bursting out like thunder.

Countless vigor rippling out from the Coiling Dragon Stick, like sharp knives, cutting across the ground, drawing deep ravines, piercing Ling Tian's face.

With a sword in his hand, Ling Tian regarded Mo Changfeng who was rushing towards him as nothing, and his divine sense turned into a shadowless short sword, shooting towards the center of his brow.

At the same time, Ling Tian also visualized Shen Yuan Jingyue in his mind, guarding against Mo Changfeng's spiritual attack.

Mo Changfeng suffered a big loss in the confrontation with Ling Tian's Divine Sense just now, now he held his breath and wanted to regain the ground, he condensed the complicated and condensed Divine Sense in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, turned it into a throwing knife, and stabbed Ling Tian straight.

This time, Mo Changfeng didn't have any intention of belittling Ling Tian any more. He even used his supernatural powers. It can be said that he used all his strength. Being crushed and crushed by that majestic mountain again, it couldn't hurt Ling Tian at all, it just gave him a slight headache.

But Mo Changfeng was different. Ling Tian shot with all his strength this time, and the short sword condensed by his divine sense easily crushed the golden dragon he had imagined, and then slashed heavily on his sea of ​​consciousness.

Mo Changfeng's face instantly became extremely ferocious, his brows were tightly pulled together, showing pain, a scream came from his mouth, and then he covered his temple with his left hand, and his figure retreated backwards. Wan Jun's incomparably ferocious attack collapsed in an instant.

Ling Tian flicked his fingers, and three streaks of orange light shot out from his fingertips, shooting towards Mo Chang Peak. Yuannu Yanyang Extinct Divine Light was incomparably powerful, and the three streaks came out together. The scorching breath swept across the entire mountaintop like a storm. , People with a slightly lower cultivation base only feel that they are in a furnace, as if they are about to be melted.

Although Mo Changfeng was not intimidated by Ling Tian's Jingyue Seizing God Technique, his sea of ​​consciousness felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer at this moment, his headache was about to split, he was powerless to deal with it, and could only retreat.

Seeing the three orange rays of light chasing straight towards him, his expression was calm and unwavering, as if he didn't pay attention to the magical power that Ling Tian used at all, and seemed to be hiding some trump card.

boom!
Three beams of light condensed from scorching flames hit Mo Changfeng's body, waves of water-like ripples rippling from the white robe on his body, actually blocking the extinction light of Yuannu Yanyang.

The orange flames kept annihilated in the rippling waves of the water, and disappeared without a trace in a moment, and then everyone saw clearly that white lights flickered on the white robe on Mo Changfeng's body, forming formations one by one, and then The rapid dimming disappeared in front of them.

Mo Changfeng's face was pale, and his forehead was full of sweat, but he still raised his head, looked at Ling Tian bitterly, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that I underestimated you before, and with your strength, it is indeed worth my effort." You should be honored to have all the strength, because there are not many people who can make me use my unique skills!"

Ling Tian looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "So you still have a killer move. I have already said that if you have a killer move, you must use it, otherwise, you will have no chance!"

"Okay, this time I will let you die!" Mo Changfeng gritted his teeth and said to Ling Tian, ​​the anger in his eyes was about to spread.

He stretched out his hand to lightly touch the ring, and then saw a flying sword swimming out of the ring, with formation runes flashing on the blade, forming a sword formation, suspended in mid-air.

This sword array is composed of 72 flying swords, each of which is a low-grade Zifu sword. The flying swords are drawn by the force of origin, and the mighty power is extremely astonishing.

(End of this chapter)