Guardian and Destruction of Armored Warriors

Chapter 182 Defeated

Taoist Cangsong turned a blind eye to everyone's reactions, and after pondering for a while, he chose to let Zeng Shushu be the first to compete with Ling Feng.

Originally, among the top four, Cangsong's own proud disciple Qi Hao was the most powerful on the surface. Therefore, Qi Hao should naturally come forward in this competition between Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple, but Cangsong's heart clearly He also had doubts about Ling Feng's cultivation, so he sent Zeng Shushu to appear first to test his reality.

If Zeng Shushu wins, then Qihao only needs to defeat him, and he will also be No. Defeated, his lineage also gained fame and fortune. It can be said that no matter whether they win or lose, their lineage will make a lot of money.

How could other people not see his thoughts, especially the head of Fenghui Peak, Zeng Shushu's father, Zeng Shuchang, was even more upset, but Taoist Cangsong has always been a powerful person, so he couldn't refute it at this time.

Ling Feng was also upset, but after all, this is Qingyun, not Huanyinfang or Yuanjie, it is not his territory, and if Huanyinfang wants to gain a foothold in this world, it will have to contact Qingyunmen sooner or later, so it is natural to give Qingyun some points Thin noodles, so he held back his breath.

Ling Feng tapped his toes lightly, and his body floated up, and suddenly came to the ring where Zeng Shushu won, and landed on the ring where Zeng Shushu won. He clasped his fists and saluted ten feet away: "Scattered cultivator Ling Feng, please enlighten me."

Zeng Shushu hurriedly returned the salute, saying: "Qingyunmen Fenghui Feng Zeng Shushu, I have met Junior Brother Lingfeng."

After the two saluted, Zeng Shushu smiled slightly, looked up and down curiously at Ling Feng, then lowered his voice, and said, "Junior Brother Ling Feng, if you were forced to leave by the old guys, then we can just make gestures and gestures. The final draw..."

"shut up!"

Suddenly there was a shout of anger from the rostrum, and then Taoist Cangsong reprimanded loudly: "Zeng Shushu, do you think this is a place for you to joke? The fight between the two of you is about Qingyun's face, and it won't hurt your life." Under the premise of this situation, we must do our best, and no one is allowed to obey the other!"

An angry shout made Ling Feng frowned, and if two sharp sword lights flashed in his eyes, the resentment towards Cangsong and Shuiyue deepened in his heart. Being ridiculed by Qing Yun's disciples made Qing Yun's status in Ling Feng's heart plummet even more.

"Yes, the disciple knows!"

Cang Song is in charge of Qingyun’s punishment, and the power in the hearts of the second-generation disciples is not false. Zeng Shushu clicked his tongue, and after showing a sorry look at Ling Feng, he said righteously: "Junior Ling Feng, the master's order is hard to break, you must be careful." It's..."

He is indeed a kind reminder, after all, he is also one of the most popular candidates for this Qimai martial arts competition, if he really tries his best, he may not even be able to hold back himself.

But Ling Feng, who has no affection for Qingyun, has not changed at all. Ling Feng has a faint smile on his face. If you look carefully, you can see Ling Feng's indifferent eyes. Shrouded by the radiance of his body, a circular silver-white large formation was formed above the Origin Sea. If you look closely, you can see that this large formation is exactly the same as his energy magnetic field.

"Please!" Ling Feng stretched out his right hand, and said calmly with mysterious mystery.

Zeng Shushu stopped talking, nodded, and swiped his right hand in front of his body. With a sound of "Zheng", a fairy sword that exuded earthy yellow light, was as thick as a mountain, and full of majesty was sacrificed.

This sword is named Xuanyuan, and it is one of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapons in this world. Even in the Great Thousand Worlds, it is considered a good peerless artifact.

Ling Feng felt a heavy pressure coming from a long distance away. This is not the kind of domineering pressure, but a kind of heaviness with spiritual coercion... Xuanyuan Sword has always represented a kind of Strong humanitarian belief!

"Dragon Slaying Sword should be about the same as Xuanyuan Sword. Maybe Huanyinfang should also get some magic weapons." Ling Feng pondered. Compared with the background, it is too weak, let alone the ancient clans of the Four Great Spiritual Academy in the Great Thousand World.

At this moment, a loud roar came.

"Junior Brother Ling Feng, here we come!"

Zeng Shushu shouted loudly, and from under his feet, countless khaki light threads suddenly rose, surrounding the Xuanyuan sword floating in front of him behind him, and covered him with a layer of holy aura in yellow clothes. It's the same, just like the ancient emperor, majestic and mighty.

Ling Feng raised his brows slightly, and couldn't help admiring in his heart, Xuanyuan Sword is worthy of being the emperor's sword that carries the destiny of humanity, and it's just a disciple of the Jade Qing Realm who has such power in his hand, and he even mobilized a team that is far beyond his own cultivation level. Using the spiritual energy of the soil for his own use, the power of his moves has increased explosively, and the increase of Xuanyuan Sword is too great.

It's just that it only made Ling Feng feel a little bit emotional. After all, Zeng Shushu's cultivation base is still low, and he doesn't have the luck of the emperor. He hasn't even displayed Xuanyuanjian's strength. threaten.

So when he fought against the juniors of Qingyunmen, he couldn't get serious at all, he stood still and let Zeng Shushu raise his momentum and show his best.

As the power of the endless black and yellow earth blended in, the bright yellow light of the Xuanyuan sword in front of Zeng Shushu became more and more blazing. Knees bent, he couldn't help stepping back again and again, and many people changed their colors, seeing that Zeng Shushu was really moving.

With a whistling sound, the Xuanyuan Sword swelled tenfold, turning into a sky-reaching giant sword and spinning violently, like a meteorite falling from the sky, suppressing all attacks.

Ling Feng was still indifferent, and when the tip of the sword that tore through the air and formed a cone-shaped airflow in front came less than three feet in front of him, he stretched out his hand, and a silver-white energy magnetic field barrier came out out of thin air, allowing Xuanyuan Sword to hit it On the magnetic field barrier, it seems that there is a huge momentum, but there is not even a trace of ripple on the barrier.

But since he wanted to slap him in the face, Ling Feng naturally didn't give Qingyun any face, his body swayed slightly, and a phantom flashed by, Ling Feng appeared behind Zeng Shushu in an instant, with a row of palms, a soft force gently pushed Zeng Shushu off the stage, Although he doesn't like Qingyun, Zeng Shushu is still a good person.

But the sudden change in the arena made the disciples under the stage unable to react. They were all at a loss for a while, and said in a daze, "How could this happen?"

Until now, no one is willing to believe the facts in front of them.

Zeng Shushu, who came back to his senses, stood up from the ground, picked up the Xuanyuan sword, put it back into its sheath, cupped his hands and sighed: "Junior Brother Lingfeng's cultivation is unfathomable, I am convinced of the defeat!"

He personally admitted defeat, and no one else had any doubts. On the rostrum, the Qing Yuns, including Tian Buyi, were the leaders of each line, all of them looked dignified.

They could accept the defeat in the first battle, but they couldn't accept it in such a disparate way, but they didn't see that among the disciples, an old man in ordinary clothes was smiling faintly...

(End of this chapter)