The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1146

At the same time as he opened his mouth, there was a faint burst of momentum on his body, which had reached the level of robbery.

This young man in white doesn't look very old. With such strength, he is undoubtedly a talented person. He is also the youngest suzerain of Lei Yinzong in the past 300 years.

If you want to say that the generation of Tianjiao in the Central Plains, it can be said that I have no one else.

"Qiu'er, in terms of seniority, this son is your uncle, so if you encounter him in the future, don't be rude." The smile on the white-haired old man's face remained unchanged, and he spoke slowly at this moment.

"Uncle Master?"

"In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected. He has to beat me." A gleam flashed in the eyes of the young man in white. He just glanced at Ye Fei who was in the distance, and then quickly looked away.

A junior in the middle stage of psychic power, what qualifications does he have to be his uncle.

Hearing this, the old man in front couldn't help but get a little more expression on his face, then he turned his head and took a deep look at the person in front of him.

"Qiu'er, how do you know that that person is not your opponent? In terms of martial arts talent, this kid has already entered the middle stage of the supernatural realm after less than a hundred years of practice. In terms of combat power, you are no match for him in a desperate battle."

The white-haired old man looked calm, looked at the person in front of him and said.

When the young man in white in front of him heard this, he seemed a little disapproving.

"It's also less than a hundred years since Qiu'er stepped into the world of martial arts."

"Qiu'er doesn't believe in the combat power of that junior. No matter how strong he is, he is only a junior in the middle stage of psychic powers. If he encounters him, he can't withstand Qiu'er's blow." The young man in white had a confident expression on his face.

Among the younger generation, he had never seen anyone who could compete with him.

When the old man in front heard this, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and then he didn't say anything more, but just raised his head and looked into the mid-air in the distance.

And at the same time, in the middle of the sky far away, Ye Fei and Zhong Li had already stepped into the island barrier of the Ancient Beast Sect, and the atmosphere in the air instantly became tense.

The former strongman of the Demon Soul Sect had obviously left. Perhaps there was some agreement with Li Mo that he would help him make a move.

But at this moment, only Li Mo, who is in the distance, is the only one who is strong in the five-layer tribulation realm of the Ancient Beast Sect.

"It's you."

"Ye Li, do you really want to see Yemen with your own eyes and erase it from the land of the Central Plains?" Li Mo looked up in the air in front of him, glanced at Ye Fei, and saw Zhong who fell aside. on Li.

At the same time, the power of spiritual consciousness of the four powerful men around them locked on the two people in front of them.

Down below, on the island, the disciples of the Ancient Beast Sect had even more fighting intent in their eyes at this moment. Although there was a difference in strength, the aura in their bodies burst out almost at the same time, and their eyes swept into the air.

"Hmph, Li Mo, you may represent the entire Ancient Beast Sect?" Zhong Li said, not to be outdone, staring at the front.

For the ancient beast sect, Zhong Li naturally knew very well. The structure of the three ancient sects is basically the same, except for the sect, the most important thing is the branch within each sect.

Li Mo could only replace the Zongmen, but he replaced the Tribal Beast Sect, and he also couldn't really mobilize the Ancient Beast Sect.

"You don't need to use all your strength to destroy your Yemen." Li Mo showed a confident look on his face. He raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him. The expression on his face did not change too much.

"is it?"

"You can try."

Zhong Li murmured, the power of the five-fold tribulation realm rose into the sky at this moment, and then swept across the surroundings.

In the mid-air ahead, except for the Great Elder Li Mo, the strong men of the Tribulation Realm of the Ancient Beast Sect, the other four couldn't help but congeal, and took two steps back.

The two sides did not act rashly, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

But at this time, Ye Fei was in midair, his eyes swept to the distance, looking at the flashing nine-colored aura.

"This sword, Ye Mou wants it." Ye Fei let out a low voice, and his figure flickered accordingly.

Under the gazes of everyone, his figure was in the midair, and a stream of light flashed across it, approaching the nine-colored aura in the distance.

However, everyone in the Ancient Beast Sect did not stop it for some reason.

People from the various sects in the Holy Spirit Treasure Islands, after seeing the scene in the barrier island in the distance, all of them showed weird expressions on their faces at this moment.

"Hiss, then Li Mo, why don't you make a move?"

"Could it be that... the Ancient Beast Sect is going to give up that top-grade fairy treasure."

"..."

People from all the major sects around couldn't help discussing in low voices at this moment.

And only those who are strong in the Tribulation Realm can see the clues in it at a glance. Obviously, the Nine-Colored Immortal Sword is by no means so easy to hold.

Holy Spirit Treasure Islands, Thunder Sound Sect.

"Grandpa Lei, that junior is undoubtedly looking for death. Didn't he realize that even Li Mo, the elder of the Ancient Beast Sect, dare not approach that top-grade fairy treasure easily?"

In Lei Yinzong, the young man in white couldn't help but shake his head slightly at this moment, and looked at Ye Fei in the distance, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

Hearing this, the white-haired old man in front just smiled lightly and didn't say anything, but his eyes were always focused on the young man in a light-colored robe in the middle of the sky in front of him.

The ancient beasts shielded the island, and in the midair at this moment, a slight smile flashed across Li Mo's face.

"Junior, if you can use this sword, it doesn't matter if the old man gives it to you." Li Mo said slowly at this time, his words were full of sarcasm, and he didn't intend to stop it at all.

And the four robbery powerhouses on the side are also doing the same at this moment. If the top-grade fairy treasure is so easy to get, why would they wait until now.

At this time, Zhong Li, seeing this scene, turned his head and looked at the nine-colored aura in the distance. After his spiritual consciousness swept across, he couldn't help being shocked. It made him feel startled.

"Master, be careful."

"In this sword, there is an indestructible residual spirit..." Zhong Li said hastily at this moment, he just opened his mouth to remind, but his figure did not move at all.

In front of Li Mo and the others, they were staring at each other. Long before entering the barrier island, Master had told him to block the Ancient Beast Sect and the others.

When Ye Fei heard the words in the distance, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't open his mouth to respond. At this moment, his figure was already approaching the nine-colored aura in front of him. The terrifying force in the air made it difficult for the spiritual power in his body to turn away at this moment.

"Good sword!" A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help being a little excited at the moment.

Since he entered the world of martial arts, he has used many fairy swords, but whether it is the Zhanhen sword or the Lianhua ice sword, they are undoubtedly weaker than the nine-color fairy sword in front of him.

What came from the sword body was the purest sword intent.

The remnant spirit inside the sword exudes a terrifying and fierce meaning. Even if it has been sealed for an unknown number of years, it breaks out of the tomb at this moment, pointing at the sky with its sword intent soaring to the sky.

"Thunder Realm, Ning." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and stopped his figure at this moment.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the power of thunder erupted all over his body, a tumbling thunder curtain followed by covering the sky.

"Bang, bang..." The sound of thunder began to condense in the thunder curtain.

Following Ye Fei's palm seal, the thunder dragon on his body rushed out of his body at the same time, turning into a phantom and going straight into the sky.

But at this time, a strange thing happened, and the Nine-colored Immortal Sword in front of him suddenly stopped flicking randomly in mid-air, but stood upright under the thunder curtain.

An astonishing sword intent erupted from the Nine-Colored Immortal Sword, and that momentum soared into the sky.

"Huh... whistling!" In mid-air, under the shocked eyes of everyone, I saw that nine-colored long sword, which seemed to be alive at this moment, suddenly cut a huge sword light towards the sky above his head.

With this sword cut, the barriers around the island were almost instantly shattered, and even the space seemed to be torn apart by it.

Jianmang fell into the Thunder Realm, and the same thunder curtain was also torn open a gap in an instant, but at almost the same moment, the gap closed and the sky curtain remained intact.

As for the Nine-Colored Immortal Sword, the power on it became significantly weaker after the sword fell just now.

"Very good, continue." Ye Fei smiled lightly, then raised his finger again.

In the middle of the sky, within the thunder curtain, a flickering arc of lightning erupted. Although the power seems to be impressive, but at this moment, the powerful people who saw this scene can see at a glance that the thunder sky, other than The power inside is actually not strong.

It was just a simple force of the boundary vein. When the fairy sword slashed down, the force of the boundary vein spread out and did not choose to collide with it.

"This... what's going on."

"Grandpa Lei, why did this sword choose to attack Leiyun?" The young man in white in the distant Lei Yinzong island couldn't help showing doubts after seeing such a scene.

He could vaguely feel that the power emanating from the Nine-Colored Immortal Sword was slowly weakening. If he made a few cuts, the backlash from the sword would really subside.

At this moment, the white-haired old man in front couldn't help touching the long beard on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but look a little more appreciatively at Ye Fei.

"Qiu'er, the original owner of the Nine-Colored Immortal Sword must have survived several catastrophes with this sword, so that there is a very strong power of catastrophe left on the fairy sword. Once you encounter Lei Wei, you will be killed." will respond accordingly.”

"However, if you want to use this to subdue the fairy sword, you are still a little short."

The white-haired old man looked as usual, and spoke slowly at this moment.

"What's wrong?" The young man in white in front of him had a slightly curious look on his face.

Unknowingly, he seemed to be more and more interested in that young man who was able to understand the gods. The courage to snatch the fairy treasure in front of the powerful masters of the ancient beast sect is absolutely unmatched by others.

"The Art of Thunder Alchemy."

"With his strength, if he wants to master the fairy sword, he must refine it on the spot. Otherwise, even if the power of the fairy sword is exhausted, a martial artist in the middle stage of psychic power will still not be able to hold it in his hands."

The voice of the white-haired old man came slowly at this moment. Looking up into the mid-air far away, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)