Chapter 572 The hole cards are all out, creepy! 【Subscribe】
"Junior Sister Xu, Junior Brother Jiang!"
"Friend Daoist Yu, I'm sorry!"
Li Fentian knew that he had lost his composure.
He landed on the ground resentfully, and while greeting Xu Suwan and the others, he looked at Wei Han in the field with burning eyes, and couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder: "Wonderful, this son is definitely suitable to inherit my Fen Tian way!"
"Brother Li, this is my disciple!" Xu Suwan reminded dissatisfiedly.
"Junior Sister Xu, why don't you transfer him to me?" Li Fentian couldn't help laughing: "The conditions are up to you, and you also know that I am the only one in Wuliang Peak, and I really lack people."
"It's not that Brother Li, you have too high a vision, who is to blame?" Xu Suwan snorted coldly: "I only have such a disciple under my name, how can I transfer you?"
"Hmph!" Yu Fenglei, who had been silent all this time, said with a livid face, "Are you here to **** your apprentice, or to watch the battle?"
"Okay, okay!" Seeing this, Li Fentian quickly said: "Junior Sister Xu, let's talk later!"
After finishing speaking, everyone looked at the martial arts arena again.
Just now everything happened in a flash.
Not long after the collision between fist wind and sword intent ended, the two energies collided, dissipated, and spread around, reflecting Xuanyuan Ling's cynical face a little bit.
"You? How could you?" Xuanyuan Ling turned pale with shock.
Obviously, he didn't expect his move to be blocked so easily.
You must know that even a Jindan peak or even a half-step Nascent Soul might not dare to forcibly accept this move of his own. Wei Han actually took it with his bare hands. This level of strength is really creepy.
"Three strokes, continue!"
Wei Han gave a friendly reminder with a chuckle.
Xuanyuan Ling seemed to have suffered a great insult, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and the rebellious frivolity completely dissipated, turning into a serious face.
"Again!"
He let out a low growl, leaped into the air and slashed down with his sword again!
This sword was obviously a little more violent than before, and hundreds of millions of ice-like sword energy suddenly appeared in the void space, crushing the sky and covering the ground.
"Ice storm!" The corner of Yu Fenglei's mouth showed a hint of complacency: "This move is a perfect match of sword intent and sword move. Even if it is a strong person in the early stage of Yuanying, he can only dodge it by teleportation. Someone wants to dodge it. Bad luck!"
"Not necessarily!"
Li Fentian was the first to rebut.
Before everyone could react, Wei Han suddenly raised his hands in the next moment.
"Boom boom boom!"
The Samadhi Burning Sky Fire appeared out of thin air, instantly turning the entire martial arts arena into a sea of flames, and the terrifying high temperature scorched the surroundings, as if even the heavens and the earth were going to be incinerated.
The next moment!
The sea of fire transformed into billions of three-legged golden crows, which flew towards the sky.
After bursts of rumbling explosions, the golden crow and ice slug collided with each other, the energy of ice and fire was continuously dissipating, and the entire martial arts field suddenly became a mess.
After a long time!
The smoke and mist dissipated.
Xuanyuan Ling knelt on one knee in embarrassment on the ground, panting heavily. Obviously, he had suffered a lot from the collision just now, and his spiritual power was also consumed enormously.
On the other hand, Wei Han is still strolling in the courtyard, his body is full of spiritual energy.
The audience gasped again, and the eyes of many people became suspicious.
The hole cards that Wei Han showed again and again are really frightening. Although he is trying his best to hide his methods, any fool can see that he and Xuanyuan Ling are not on the same level at all.
"Using fire to fight against the second-rank sword cultivator! How deep is the background to do this?"
"This guy is not only an emperor-level middle-grade Da Ri Jinwu body, but also an emperor-level middle-grade Samadhi Burning Fire. Damn, who said he was born in a small family? This kind of background can be compared to the big ones in Wanxinghai. Son of the Holy Land, right?"
When everyone was discussing in an uproar!
Li Fentian's eyes became even hotter.
Seeing this, Xu Suwan's head was full of black lines, and she only felt that she might lose her apprentice today, but Li Fentian, a lunatic, would not give up on the person he liked, and there might be quarrels later.
"Hehe, are you still playing?"
Wei Han looked at Xuanyuan Ling with a smile that was not a smile, and the invisible sarcasm crushed his Dao heart fiercely. Just when the other party gritted his teeth and wanted to make a third move, he made a decisive move to end this farce!
"The sword is coming!"
Wei Han raised his hand domineeringly.
All kinds of spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth condensed from virtual to real into tens of thousands of fierce sword energy, and the next moment they spun wildly into a storm of sword energy, and instantly submerged Xuanyuan Ling in it.
"Damn it, get out!"
Xuanyuan Ling's complexion changed drastically and he raised his sword to respond.
Sword energy of various colors surrounds the side to resist the storm.
At the same time, the extremely cold true meaning entrenched around his body, casting a series of solid and thick ice armor for him in an instant, and the sword energy storm cut on the ice armor, making clanking and colliding sounds, and was cut into pieces in an instant.
"go!"
Xuanyuanling gritted his teeth and sacrificed a whole set of shield magic weapons. They surrounded his body like dragon scales, constantly resisting the bombardment of the sword energy storm, barely forming a stalemate.
But everyone knew that Xuanyuan Ling was defeated!
Wei Han didn't show his true strength from the beginning to the end. He just raised his hand a few times and used it to force Xuanyuan Ling out of his defensive magic weapon.
In the confrontation between sword cultivators, whoever uses the defensive magic weapon first means failure. This is an unwritten unspoken rule in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is also the bottom line of sword cultivator pride.
So after forcing out Xuanyuan Ling's defensive magic weapon!
Wei Han waved away the sword energy storm with a blank expression, and everything was just clicked.
"Come again, come again!"
Xuanyuan Ling roared unwillingly, his eyes gradually became crazy, obviously the failure just now and Wei Han's indifference completely broke his arrogance.
"You bastard, don't come back yet." Yu Fenglei is a face-saving person. He knows that the two have won the duel.
No, he is still unfathomable!
It seems that he was forced to show a lot of hole cards today, but these are just what he wants to expose. Wei Han's real hole cards are still unclear. This is really a creepy young man.
"The apprentice is useless, please forgive me, master!"
Xuanyuan Ling retracted her sword bitterly, and was too ashamed to raise her head for a long time.
"It's okay!" Yu Fenglei is a person who can afford to let it go. He looked at Wei Han with a hearty smile and said, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect Qingming Peak to accept such a peerless talent like you. My apprentice lost today!" It’s not wrong, if I’m not mistaken, I’m afraid you have already comprehended a first-grade sword intent, right?”
"First Grade Sword Intent?"
The audience was in an uproar again, and Xuanyuan Ling raised his head in disbelief, as if he was doubting his ears, and his face was full of disbelief.
"Don't deny it!" Yu Fenglei couldn't help but leaned up and sighed: "Although you tried your best to cover up, and I haven't seen what your sword intent is, but it is definitely ranked first, Qing Mingfeng is gone. luck!"
(end of this chapter)