Valkyrie Sovereign

The competition is about to start, and more and more spectators have joined the ranks of discussions and comments. They are in full swing and enjoy it. Wen 　 Δ learning Ω fan. .

Not only ordinary audiences are discussing, but even the emperor, important ministers, and five sect masters are discussing.

"Your Majesty, I teach my disciple Lu Wuhuan. In recent years, in this empire, I have been quite prestigious. I want to come, ten have, and won the first place in this exchange competition."

Sovereign Xiaoyao bent slightly and said.

"Well. Lu Wuhuan, I have observed that the strength of the cultivation base has reached the high level of the terrain, and even, Lian also vaguely feels that the strength of the vitality in his body can directly match the strength of the Xuanjing martial artist, um, there are indeed some The means are good, and the combat effectiveness should be very terrifying."

The emperor nodded and said.

"I don't think so."

The Valley Lord of Yanyang Valley, who has always been at odds with the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, immediately sneered at each other.

"Lv Wuhuan, the noble teacher, has a high level of vitality, but according to my observations, he is too pursuing fame and fortune, showing his face in the arena, distracting too much, and being a martial artist, the most fearful thing is to be obsessed with foreign objects and not specialized enough. If this continues, sooner or later, the pursuit of fame and fortune in the world will affect the pursuit of martial arts.

This kind of person can be proud of it for a while, but after all, it won't last long.

My Han Ming in Yanyang Valley is a well-known cultivator who is dedicated to martial arts and is determined to advance to the highest peak of martial arts. He is also the cultivation base of the high-level peaks of the terrain, and has repeatedly touched the breakthrough to the profound realm. With the opportunity, the realm is infinitely connected to the profound realm, and it may even break through in the game. "

"Huh! This is obviously just your one-sided words, the ringless reputation is true to its name, and it is not the result of his deliberate pursuit.

On the contrary, I heard that Han Ming of Yougu, although he is immersed in cultivation, often takes a lot of elixir and elixir in order to break through. Hey, relying on the level of cultivation built by the elixir, how long will it last? This principle, people Everyone knows, so I don’t need to say more. The realm obtained in this way cannot be too stable at all!

If Han Ming encounters Lu Wuhuan, he will definitely lose! "

"Well, two Aiqings, stop arguing, the game has already started!"

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand a little impatiently, to stop the hostile quarrel between the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, the leader of Yanyang Valley, who has always been suspected of resentment.

On the 63rd ring.

Opposite this disciple of Yanyang Valley, who called himself Peng Lang, used a sword.

The disciples of Yanyang Valley, the vitality tactics that they cultivate are all vitality tactics of the Yang attribute. When Peng Lang shoots his sword, he shows five points of sword intent, and he wants to burn all the heat. It was also emptied, and the heat wave was rolling in.

However, 5 points of sword intent, the yang attribute vitality that can create a hot effect, when it is displayed in front of Lin Fei, it will have the taste of a classmate.

Facing Peng Lang, Lin Fei only felt that his whole body was suddenly relaxed, without any pressure in his heart, staring at Peng Lang quietly, waiting for him to make a move.

"Lin Fei, die!"

Peng Lang was finally out of the sheath with a sharp sword, 5 points of sword intent, and deduced it. At the same time, as soon as his vitality revolved, his whole body immediately gave a kind of raging flames burning. It seemed that the magma was rolling, the volcano exploded, and the billowing heat wave emptied. Come.

"Chichi! Chichi!"

With Peng Lang's body as the center, a series of sword lights lingering around the fire, rippling, the ring space seems to gush out billowing magma, the ring vibrates, all the airflow is almost evaporated, the overlapping flames are rippling, and the folds are densely covered. , Heavy and unmatched.

However, Peng Lang's mind was suddenly flustered inexplicably.

"...I, my sword intent was completely suppressed! How...how could it be possible? That kid, with a sword intent that is stronger than mine, suppresses me in terms of sword intent! ...Could it be that he has a deeper understanding of sword intent than I do?"

Lin Fei is motionless like a mountain, with a seven-point sword intent, and he interprets it quietly. The intangible and qualitative sword aura surrounds him, forming a sword aura.

The fire that Peng Lang burst out of the sword was squeezing, crushing, and tearing Lin Fei's sword aura.

I saw that the aura of Lin Fei's sword began to appear twisted, bent, rippling, bumpy, and so on.

But... will definitely not be chopped up and destroyed by Peng Lang's fire sword light!

"Your sword intent is too weak! In terms of swordsmanship, it may not be better than me! You will definitely lose!"

In Lin Fei's eyes, a masterpiece of Jianguang, stepping out of the ring, the entire arena is all sharp, cutting all things!

The panic in Peng Lang's heart became more and more severe, and he only felt a sense of powerlessness, rising in his heart, and the previous arrogant expression had turned into panic.

It is true that if Peng Lang comprehends the sword intent, spear intent, palm intent, etc., it is impossible for Lin Fei to suppress it so badly.

Coincidentally, what he understood was also sword intent. He has 5 points of sword intent, and Lin Fei has 7 points of sword intent, not on one level at all! It is like a competition between a child and an adult strong man.

"what?!"

Peng Lang didn't even dare to look directly at Lin Fei's gaze, and took a step back subconsciously, his whole sword intent decayed step by step!

The sword light that burned blazingly, struggling to annihilate.

"Huh, people from Yanyang Valley, when they meet me, Lin Fei, there is only one ending, death!"

The sword intent of Lin Fei's whole body has completely suppressed Peng Lang, and a sense of thought that controls the overall situation surged in his heart.

Then, murderous in his eyes, coldly said.

At this time, on the other arenas, various games are in full swing...

"Hahaha! Too weak! Too weak!"

Lv Wuhuan of Xiaoyao Sect was opposed to a core disciple of the Huayang School. Lin Fei knew this core disciple. Before, when Lin Fei was the first person in the outer sect, this disciple was still an outer disciple. Later, He was promoted to a core disciple.

As soon as he entered the field, nine fists with monstrous blood appeared above Lu Wuhuan's head. In the middle of each fist, a fierce demon face appeared. The whole ring became a sea of ​​hell blood. This Hua The core disciple of the Yang School only felt that he was in eighteen layers of hell, with his feet falling constantly, panic in his heart, and completely lost in battle.

"Die to me!"

Lu Wuhuan’s eyes were blood-red, like a demon. One of the nine **** red fists on top of his head gently punched out. The demon on that fist suddenly widened the bloodthirsty and cruel eyes. The horrible scene of the blood sea of ​​the deputy deputy **** appeared in the eye of the demon, extremely shocking.

"Blood Split Nine Demon Fist!"

The bright red shadow of the fist pierced through, the devil's mask on his fist, howling ferociously, violently, and trying to eat people.

"boom!"

The core disciple of the Huayang School was so frightened that he had forgotten to crush his own number plate.

The whole body was shattered into scum, and even the soul seemed to be annihilated.

Spike!

"Hey! So strong! The one who fought against Lu Wuhuan was a core disciple of the Huayang School. He was killed by a second at the intermediate level cultivation base. The two are not at the same level at all! Lu Wuhuan is too strong."

The audience present all talked and discussed in low voices.

"Xiaoyao's Lu Wuhuan really has some abilities."

His Majesty, the emperor, glanced at each game, and murmured in his mouth.