As a true disciple of the Yuanfeng lineage on Wufeng Mountain, he worked hard to accumulate 500 merit points before redeeming himself for the qualification to practice in Fenglei Valley for three months.
I just hope to use this opportunity to break through the bottleneck of Xuanyuan Thunder Technique.
The Xuanyuan Thunder Technique is a technique inherited from Wufeng Mountain. When practiced to a high level, its power is extremely astonishing. It can also bless magic weapons, greatly improving the monk's combat effectiveness.
Tan Yue has already thought about it, and once he breaks through the bottleneck of Xuanyuan Thunder Technique, he will sign up to participate in this year's sect competition.
As a result, the plan did not change quickly. Tan Yue only practiced in Fenglei Valley for three days and had just gained some insights. As a result, the station was attacked by spirit birds.
Recalling what happened just now, Tan Yue couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
The innate ability of this thunder eagle is so strong that a monk like him at the ninth level of Qi training is completely vulnerable.
If Tan Yue hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have been a charred corpse on the ground by now.
While lamenting and rejoicing, Tan Yue drove the flying boat towards the southwest.
Although Wufeng Mountain is in the northwest.
But the direction in which Thunder Eagle was chasing Zifu in Wufeng Mountain just now was northwest.
If he flew in that direction, if the spiritual bird suddenly turned back, he would be in serious trouble.
Tan Yue is very smart. He would rather travel thousands of miles than encounter any danger!
At this moment, this Wufeng Mountain disciple suddenly felt a creepy feeling.
This feeling was like being stared at by some terrible beast, which aroused his strong instinct of vigilance.
Oops!
Just as an idea came to Tan Yue's mind, a fierce sword light rose into the sky from below and instantly penetrated the flying boat at his feet.
Poof!
Tan Yue's protective shield was like paper, unable to block the sword light even for a breath.
This disciple of Wufeng Mountain suddenly split into two halves, and his hot blood spilled into the sky!
"Enemy attack!"
Another Wufeng Mountain disciple who had been following Tan Yue, a monk with a round face, witnessed this scene.
Suddenly my eyes were splitting.
While issuing a heartbreaking warning, he shook his hands and played out a flying flame charm for help!
The next moment, deep thunder rolled in, causing a strong impact on the round-faced monk's eardrums.
The sword light that cut Tan Yue in half remained unabated and rushed to a height of a hundred feet before revealing its true appearance.
Astonishingly, it was a flying sword with blue-purple electric light lingering all over its body.
This flying sword drew a long trajectory in the air, and then fell towards the round-faced monk!
"Purple Ying Wind and Thunder Sword!"
The round-faced monk was so frightened that he howled and sacrificed a tortoise-shell shield.
The Ziying Wind and Thunder Sword is an important weapon of the Wufeng Mountain sect. It is usually enshrined in the Patriarch Hall and can only be used by the head master.
Of course, this flying sword cannot be the treasure of Wufeng Mountain, but the round-faced monk recognized its origin at a glance.
That is the imitation owned by Liu Yingxiu, one of the Seven Beauties of Tianyun!
Although it is an imitation, it has reached the level of a second-level advanced spiritual weapon. Liu Yingxiu once used this flying sword to defeat her peers, and all the inner disciples of Wufeng Mountain would recognize it!
However, Liu Yingxiu passed away more than half a year ago, and the imitation flying sword was taken away. The real culprit is still unknown.
I never expected that it would appear here again!
The round-faced monk knew very well that the person holding this flying sword was most likely the culprit who killed Liu Yingxiu.
The inner gate hall of Wufeng Mountain has always hung a reward. As long as the murderer can be found, whether it is providing effective clues or directly capturing the culprit, he will receive a generous reward.
But the round-faced monk had only one thought in his mind.
run!
The opponent not only refined the Ziying Wind and Thunder Sword, but also mastered the art of Thunder Sound Sword Qi.
It's simply not something he can compete with.
Click!
In a flash of lightning, the flying sword hit the tortoise shell shield.
The latter immediately burst into pieces!
Second level vs. first level, even if this tortoise shell shield is a top-notch defensive weapon, it cannot withstand the frontal attack of the wind and thunder sword blessed with powerful thunder power.
However, the round-faced monk also bought himself a breath of time.
He was about to crush the talisman he had just taken out.
As a result, a beam of golden Gengjin energy suddenly broke through the air and penetrated his protective armor without any stagnation.
The round-faced monk was shaken all over, and there was a bloody hole as big as a fist on his head.
At this time he saw the true face of the murderer.
It was a young monk driving a Silver Spirit Shuttle, only a few feet away from him!
The round-faced monk laughed miserably, his breath was instantly annihilated, and his body fell to the ground.
[Tian Gong +8]
Wang Chen reached out and grabbed it, taking a photo of the storage bag hanging on the opponent's waist.
Buzz~
The Wind and Thunder Sword suddenly flew in front of him, and the sword body trembled slightly, conveying joy and joy.
The flying sword is the weapon, fighting and killing are the meaning of its existence.
After this second-level spiritual weapon was obtained by Wang Chen, it has never been revealed to others because of its special origin.
This time Wang Chen let the Fenglei Sword regain its sharpness and deal with the disciples of Wufeng Mountain.
It’s also a cycle of cause and effect!
He held the flying sword and injected it with Wuyang Qianlei energy, making the spiritual sword that had just consumed a lot of power shine again.
Holding the sword in his hand, Wang Chen shouted: "Zhao Wuji of the Guiyuan Sect is here, does the turtle grandson of Wufeng Mountain dare to fight?"
Both Guiyuanmen and Wufengshan were his enemies. Wang Chen did not have the slightest moral pressure to pretend to be a disciple of Guiyuanmen to deal with the disciples of Wufengshan.
Zhao Wuji is one of the top ten disciples of Guiyuan Sect, and he has the same golden elixir seed as Liu Yingxiu.
Wang Chen has never met Zhao Wuji, but he has been well-known to the head disciple of Guiyuan Sect for a long time, and knows that he is not only very young, but also a swordsman.
It is said that this guy has a Shangzong background, is arrogant and domineering, and had conflicts with former Yunyang sect disciples.
Wang Chen is now wearing the standard robe of Guiyuan Sect, and he is driving the Silver Spirit Shuttle most commonly used by Guiyuan Sect disciples. It is quite real to pretend to be a Guiyuan Sect monk.
As for calling himself Zhao Wuji, Wang Chen doesn't care whether others believe him or not.
Streams of light flew towards Wang Chen.
These Wufeng Mountain monks first saw Fei Yan, a fellow disciple asking for help, and then heard Wang Chen yelling and cursing. They all became furious and wanted to tear Wang Chen into pieces!
A long distance apart, they presented their magical weapons and fastened their talismans.
Several sword cultivators took the lead and quickly approached Wang Chen.
"Well done!"
Wang Chen laughed loudly and suddenly waved his sleeves.
The wind and thunder sword roared out in an instant, carrying the roaring sound of thunder as it faced the opponent.
How can one or two be enough?
He practiced hard day and night, enduring loneliness and isolation, not just to live a long life.