Chapter 455
"Since Senior Brother Aolong said that, I'm not polite." Jian Fengyun nodded to Zuo Aolong and responded.
Almost the moment the words fell, Jian Fengyun's figure disappeared into the air.
"Where are people?"
Looking at the empty platform, everyone was stunned for a moment, with a confused look on their faces.
Zuo Aolong was smiling and expected that Jian Fengyun must have used some secret technique, but no matter how strong the secret technique was, it was impossible to cross two major realms to fight him.
At the same moment when Zuo Aolong grinned, Jian Fengyun's figure suddenly flashed in front of him.
The white tiger roars!
"Roar~" A tiger roar that dominated the soul sounded, spreading along the entire mission square, with its might astonishing.
A huge white tiger shadow condensed behind Jian Fengyun instantly condensed, instantly condensed, the white tiger roared at the sky, and the domineering aura surged. Everyone in the entire mission square clearly felt the body, soul, and spiritual power tremble, as if as long as the screaming sound was a little stronger, their energy would be severely damaged.
"Ancient White Tiger, the Secret Art of Divine Beast!"
The warriors around him stared at each other, with incredible expressions on their faces.
The most profound thing that everyone feels about this sudden appearance of white tiger is the soul. The powerful pressure from the soul seems to easily destroy a person's consciousness.
"The Heavenly Level Soul Realm is here!"
Jian Fengyun, who was using the white tiger roar, clearly felt that his forehead soul sea suddenly surged, and the soul power in the soul sea instantly transformed into silver, and a familiar feeling of realm surged in an instant.
"Taihun Sutra" naturally breaks through to the Heavenly Level Soul Realm.
At this time, Jian Fengyun's soul power was much stronger than most of the warriors present.
Zuo Aolong felt a blank look in front of his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to condense the surging fire-attributed spiritual power, trying to resist the attack of the white tiger.
The white tiger roared, and the roaring sound shook the sky. The huge white tiger phantom on the battlefield was deeply imprinted into everyone's heart and shocked the soul.
Under the white tiger, the fire-attributed spiritual power in Zuo Aolong's hand was directly destroyed, and his body instantly seemed to have lost consciousness, moving with the air flow in the air.
Zuo Aolong only felt the soul, spiritual power, and physical body tremble at the same time. The soul was in a trance, the spiritual power flowed chaoticly, and the physical body was like a bear peak, and he actually knelt down to the ground.
Bang!
His knees landed on the ground and hit the Vajra God Gold Battle Platform heavily, stimulating the protection barrier of the Vajra God Gold Battle Platform. He disheveled his hair and vomited in a mouthful of blood, sprinkled on the Vajra God Gold Platform.
Zuo Aolong knelt on the ground, and had already lost consciousness at this moment.
The soul power realm has broken through to the heavenly level, and the power of the soul technique in the "Taihun Sutra" has doubled the power of Jian Fengyun's white tiger roar, especially the shocking effect on the soul, which is enough to affect the powerful people in the Lingjun realm.
Jian Fengyun's face was calm, his hands were stroking, and the sword's elemental power surged. An illusory giant sword suddenly appeared. The sword body was shining with silver light, and he sucked the sword energy, emitting a powerful sword power.
This was not enough. His hands kept glowing, and runes were densely spread. One silver runes after another flew out and landed on the giant sword in front of him, completely causing the giant sword to burst out with silver-white light.
"Xuan Destroy Sword Art, Destroy!"
Above the silver giant sword, a sword energy burst out, and the silver light that reached the sky burst into bloom on the mission square.
puff......
A silver light flashed, and on Zuo Aolong's body that had just knelt down, a left arm broke in response to the sound. A neat and stable interface appeared on Zuo Aolong's left shoulder instantly, and scarlet blood splashed with the thrown left arm.
"ah--"
Suddenly, a scream like a pig slaughtered across the mission square, and the harsh sound made the eardrum feel terrifying.
Roar roar roar ~
A dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the phantom of seven ancient dragons appeared behind Jian Fengyun, exuding a soul-stirring momentum.
Everything happened in a moment. When everyone saw it clearly, the long sword in Jian Fengyun's hand had already chopped towards Zuo Aolong's other arm.
"Shu Zi'er, dare, stop me."
Wanyan Huo saw this scene clearly, his eyes were about to break, and his figure flashed. He rushed to the battle stage regardless of the rules. He waved his hand and turned into a fiery red shield to directly protect Zuo Aolong.
The silver giant sword in Jian Fengyun's hand dripped across the fiery red shield, leaving dazzling sparks on the shield, and finally landed heavily on the battle platform refined by the Vajra God Gold.
Clam!
Only a huge metal collision sounded. The next moment, the silver sword energy in Jian Fengyun's hand disappeared directly. At the same time, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed and appeared on the edge of the ring, with a nervous face.
"Shuzi, you are so cruel that you broke my disciple's arm. I...I want to kill you!" Seeing Zuo Aolong's arm being cut off and lying in a pool of blood, Wanyan Huo's old face was full of ferocious expressions.
Jian Fengyun said nervously: "Elder Fire, harmony is the most important thing in the competition. If you break the rules like this, you will forcefully interrupt our trial. Do you want to bully the small with the big one?"
"Harmony is the most important, you still have the face to tell me that peace is the most important, I want to kill you." Wanyan Huo's old face turned black when he heard Jian Fengyun's words, and he took action directly, condensed a flaming sword energy and swept directly towards Jian Fengyun's neck, obviously wanting Jian Fengyun's life.
Tian Hai's figure flashed and appeared in front of Jian Fengyun at the same time. With a wave of his hand, he condensed a vine and directly swept away the flame sword energy.
"I said Wanyan Huo, you dare to make trouble and can't afford to lose, right?"
As he spoke, a surging power of the saint suddenly surged out of Tianhai's body.
"The power of the seven dragons, my god, Jian Fengyun can actually exert the power of attacks equivalent to seven ancient dragons."
"But the Spirit King Realm has the power of the seven dragons, and this sword Fengyun is too strong."
"The power of the Seven Dragons, this is enough to be on the Golden List in the Holy Academy."
In an instant, everyone was talking, looking at Jian Fengyun's powerful aura, it seemed as if the worldview was refreshed.
"Tianhai, you..." Wanyan Huo gritted his teeth and stared at Tianhai opposite him, about to curse.
"ah--"
"ah--"
"ah--"
Sancheng screamed suddenly from the side. Wanyan Huo subconsciously looked at it, his eyes suddenly split. The surging holy power surged out, and instantly condensed a stream of fire spiritual power to roll up all the three unconscious disciples beside him and brought them to him.
Zhang Tian, Zhang Di's ribs on his chest were directly shattered, and blood was pouring in his robe. Xia Shaochang was frozen in a piece of black ice.
Wanyan Huo looked at the four unconscious disciples in front of him, and suddenly became angry on his face and said, "Tianhai, you disciples are so cruel, they must pay the price."
"At a price, Wanyan Huo, thousands of pairs of eyes are watching here. You know what's going on." Tianhai said hard without fear.
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Chapter completed!