Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Roar! !

As Beihu's sword fell, the tiger's roar resounded in all directions, and a giant tiger phantom followed the sword and pounced on the young man with the gun.

"Well done! Take my shot!"

The young man didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes when he saw the phantom of the tiger. He moved the spear in his hand, and in an instant, his eyes were filled with huge energy like waves! Thousands of spear shadows fell from the sky, hitting Beihu like falling meteors.

"Galaxy marksmanship! Thousands of guns are coming!"

As the young man shouted loudly, his momentum reached its peak! At this moment, he is like a god and demon in the sky...

"This senior brother is so powerful, the Northern Tiger may not be able to defeat him!"

"It's hard to say... that guy from Beihu has been famous for a long time, and although he was nominally imprisoned in Siguoya, he did have a lot of training resources. Over the years, although his strength is not as good as that of several semi-level Bu Huafan’s senior brother, but I guess he’s not that far behind.”

"However, this senior brother who uses the gun is not weak at all. If they each have trump cards, it will be hard to say whether they will win or lose!"

A group of core disciples began to discuss. At this time, the battle between Beihu and the boy with a gun in the ring had reached a fever pitch! The sky was filled with the brilliant light of spears and swords. If it hadn't been for several mortal realm deacons to stabilize the arena, I'm afraid the entire arena would have been smashed into powder!

"Ahem!!"

The boy with the gun fought Beihu hard in mid-air, and his body fell heavily on the ring. He slowly stood up with the gun in his hand, bloodshot eyes slipped from the corners of his mouth, and he coughed lightly.

After all, Beihu has been famous for a long time. He is powerful and has strong spiritual power, but he is gradually failing.

"Hahaha!!! The game is over!"

Beihu was getting more and more violent as he fought. His rough voice resounded throughout the square, and his broadsword was wrapped in a terrifying light and he was approaching the gun-wielding boy.

Roar……

Accompanied by a tiger's roar, the powerful force instantly slammed the gun-wielding boy a hundred feet outside the ring.

"puff……"

The boy with the gun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell completely into a coma.

There was silence in the square.

It took a long time for a group of core disciples to come back to their senses.

"Beihu is actually so powerful!"

"I'm afraid, except for a few senior brothers who are halfway to becoming mortals, no one in the younger generation can defeat the Northern Tiger."

Above the sky, a middle-aged Daoist in black looked at Beihu with satisfaction, smiled lightly and said.

"Hu'er's strength is close to half-step into becoming a mortal, and he has comprehended 10% of the sword's will. It is not a problem to achieve the Divine Ability Realm in the future... If there is another chance, he may be able to step into the Saint Realm."

"Elder Lingmiao, Beihu's temperament is too violent. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Master Zixu frowned, but the middle-aged Daoist smiled faintly and said,

"Sect Master, you are worrying too much. Although Beihu is rough and violent, he is simple-minded and will never do anything detrimental to our Zixu Sect. I can guarantee this!"

"You have doted on him to the point...Oh! That's all, I hope so..."

The leader of the Purple Void Sect sighed. Although the current descendants of the Purple Void Sect are pretty good, they are not particularly evil geniuses... Even if Lin Feng hadn't designated Ye Chen as Saint Child, this huge Purple Void Sect would not be around for ten more years. No one can be chosen to take on the position of Saint Child!

Dong Wuqi, the only one with extraordinary talent, is still a lazy and casual guy, unable to shoulder the responsibilities of Saint Child.

"Hahaha!!! Who else wants to fight me, Beihu!"

Beihu defeated the boy with the gun, and his expression became more and more arrogant, but a group of core disciples did not dare to go up and fight with him.

"Since you all dare not fight against me, Beihu, then I will boldly declare war on the sect Saint Child today!"

Beihu's eyes were fixed on the top of Zixu Sect, and his rough voice sounded loudly.

At this time, in the purple bamboo forest... Ye Chen had completed his understanding of transformation into a mortal, and a mysterious aura was swirling around his body.

"Chaos Immortality Technique, the Art of Creation Immortality! Reincarnation as a body, death and rebirth, endless..."

The power of a law began to gather in Ye Chen's hands. As his eyes became more enlightened, the traces of this law became clearer.

Life and death, two forces blend together.

Boom! !

With the spread of a powerful aura, Ye Chen's body seemed to instantly disappear between heaven and earth...or perhaps merge into this world.

Then the aura of transformation slowly rose on his body.

He broke through and became mortal!

"Yes, you finally figured it out."

Lin Feng's voice sounded behind Ye Chen. Upon hearing this, Ye Chen quickly stood up and turned around respectfully, bowing respectfully to Lin Feng.

"I still want to thank Master for his guidance."

"Hahaha, all this depends on your own understanding. I didn't teach you anything. Just take this sword. The competition has begun. Win the first place! Otherwise, don't come back to see me in the Purple Bamboo Forest. "

Lin Feng had a very ancient long sword in his hand. The long sword was inlaid with the Big Dipper, and the hilt was engraved with two characters - stars.

"Emperor Level Law Treasure?!"

There was a hint of horror in Ye Chen's eyes. The Emperor Level Law Treasure means that the Great Emperor once used it to obtain the Transcendent Level Law Treasure, which contains terrifying laws and formations!

With the imperial weapon, the monk's strength will also double!

"This sword is called the Star Sword. Your name also has the character "star" in it. Maybe it is destined for you - take the sword!"

Lin Feng's voice fell lightly, and Ye Chen held back his excitement and held the long sword, fearing that he would accidentally lose it.

Looking at Ye Chen's appearance, Lin Feng felt funny... In fact, this sword was also collected from the Saint of the Ye family who he killed. The Saint of the Ye family did not know how to use a sword, but he possessed an Emperor Level Law. Treasure, I'm afraid other strong men in the Leaf Clan don't know, this is an advantage for Lin Feng.

"This disciple will definitely live up to his master's reputation and win the first place in the competition!"

Ye Chen shouldered his long sword, bowed to Lin Feng, and then moved his body and left the eighty-mile purple bamboo forest.

At this moment, Beihu was still shouting on the ring, and a group of Divine Ability Realm elders did not stop him, because the core of this competition was the ancestor's disciple-Ye Chen.

Since this Northern Tiger wants to yell at Ye Chen, let him do it. Anyway, if Ye Chen loses, this Northern Tiger will still be defeated by a few core disciples.

"Ha... I slept so soundly. Why is it so lively? Junior brother, you didn't wake me up."

Dong Wuqi, who was like a dead body on the ground, suddenly spoke lazily. He rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands, then slowly climbed up from the ground, stretching leisurely.

"..."

The young man in black on the side was speechless. This senior brother of his was really big-hearted.

"Who's singing on that stage?"

Dong Wuqi pointed at the northern tiger, said haha, and said to the boy in black.

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