Hong Linfeng didn't know how to talk about Young Master Yu. When he heard this, he immediately said: "Senior brother, you don't know something. The disciple guarding the palace has been deprived of his authority."
"What's going on?" Mo Xing frowned. For many years, he had purchased elixirs from the disciple who was guarding the temple. Not only could he save a lot of money, but he could also get high-quality elixirs.
Those disciples told the whole story with added fuel and jealousy, directing almost all the hatred towards Yuan Futu.
"There are actually disciples who are not afraid of death who stand up for that damn fat man. Are there so many of you that you can't deal with him?" Mo Xing said coldly.
Hong Linfeng said truthfully: "Although his immortal weapon is a low-grade human-level weapon, it is engraved with divine patterns, and the sword techniques he practices are also very domineering, almost on par with the middle-level Yuanxian. In fact, strength is not a problem. The key is that he is
Immortal Bubai is the only disciple, so we can’t bully the few with more."
"A disciple of Immortal Bubai?" Mo Xing snorted coldly and said: "Master has always disliked this guy, so I just took this opportunity to help him teach his disciples. In this case, then go to Zhanwu Palace to apply for a challenge card.
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Fighting by force is strictly prohibited within the sect. If you really want to use force to solve the problem, you have to go through the War Hall. The challenge cards applied from there have different functions. One is for mutual competition, and the other is for fighting.
It is used to reconcile conflicts without endangering lives. The third is a life-and-death fight. Of course, it must be approved by the immortal guarding the temple before it can be carried out.
Secret fighting naturally does not count, but once discovered, he will be punished by the sect. However, based on the situation in which Young Master Yu was bullied before, it was obviously Jun Buhui's acquiescence, so it would be nothing even if he sued him.
use.
"Senior brother, why don't you advance to Golden Immortal first? It only takes more than a month anyway."
Mo Xing waved his hand and said: "No, if you become a golden immortal and start trouble with him, this fight will be unfair, and you may not be able to apply for a challenge card. If you are in the same realm, there will be no problem. Do you think I am invincible?"
Him?"
Hong Linfeng immediately shook his head and said: "Of course not. No matter how hard that kid practices, he will just reach the middle level of Yuanxian until death. How can he be the opponent of senior brother? I will apply for a challenge card right away."
There was a sneer on the corner of Mo Xing's mouth, and he said: "I have achieved some success in my 'Tai Xuan Sword', so I just want to use this guy to practice my skills. You can help me spread the word so that he can either accept the challenge or
Just kowtow to me and admit your mistake. Anyone who dares to provoke me will not end well."
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The challenge card was quickly applied for, and the news quickly spread to everyone through the disciples in Zhanwu Hall. When Young Master Yu learned about it, he immediately ran out of the Immortal Pill Hall and hurried towards
Yuan Futu's sword flew away from the cave where he was.
"Brother Yuan, something serious has happened!"
As soon as Young Master Yu arrived outside the cave, he suddenly felt a strange force coming from the air, pinning him to the spot. It seemed as if there was endless pressure sweeping over him. However, he clearly noticed that
It is not the body that is bound.
"This...this is the pressure of the divine soul!"
Young Master Yu reacted immediately, with beads of sweat breaking out all over his body. He had also practiced the most basic "Tao Jing" and immediately started to recite it silently, but the power of the divine soul's pressure was not relieved much.
The feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if my soul was about to be crushed.
He is not a cultivator of the divine soul type, so he only has one divine soul water droplet, and the gap between him and Yuan Futu is really huge.
"Brother Yuan!"
A beast-like roar erupted from his throat.
In an instant, the pressure suddenly disappeared.
Young Master Yu almost fell to the ground. He walked into the cave holding on to the wall, only to see Yuan Futu sitting cross-legged on the ground, his left hand still reaching out.
"Are you practicing the magic of divine souls? Good guy... you are so powerful!" Young Master Yu exclaimed.
Yuan Futu took back his left hand, nodded and said with a smile: "I have just reached the first level of cultivation. It is still very early."
It is said that this "Collapse Palm" is indeed a human-level intermediate immortal method. It is extremely difficult to practice, and the loss of the soul is also beyond imagination. After practicing hard for so long, Yuan Futu can master the first level of soul suppression.
However, judging from the soul-pressing effect on Young Master Yu just now, it still shows its dominance.
"By the way, why are you so anxious to find me?"
Young Master Yu said: "Mo Xing is out of seclusion. He also went to Zhan Martial Hall to apply for a challenge card. He wants to challenge you in an open battle."
Yuan Futu frowned and said, "It's so fast."
Young Master Yu nodded and said: "Furthermore, I have found out that he has reached the level of Yuanxian Dzogchen now. He is only a few foundation-building pills away from breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm. Although you and he are at the same level, the disparity in strength is too great.
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Yuan Futu's face darkened. After years of hard training and swallowing so many elixirs, his strength also increased very quickly, but he had only reached the intermediate level of perfection. Although his realm power had shown luster, it
But it has not yet condensed into awn and reached the upper level.
"I have already thought about it. As long as I return my duties to the disciple who guards the palace, and then go to him to admit my mistake, he will not embarrass you anymore. After all, this has nothing to do with you. I will bear all the responsibilities."
Young Master Yu had already made up his mind and said while patting his chest.
However, there was no worry on Yuan Futu's face, and he said: "Don't worry, as long as he has not reached the Golden Immortal level, then I don't have to worry about it. The position of disciple guarding the palace is very important to you. This is
It determines the future, and this battle is also related to my dignity, so I will not give up just yet."
Young Master Yu didn't know where his confidence came from, and said in astonishment: "That Mo Xing is also a powerful sword cultivator, are you sure?"
Yuan Futu smiled and said nothing. To be honest, in terms of immortal magic, his advantage was not strong. After all, no matter how powerful the "Nine Tribulations Sword Art" was, it was only a human-level low-level immortal magic, and the power of the divine soul was far away.
Far more than disciples at the same level, but once this talent is exposed, it will be difficult to end it, so his only breakthrough point is in the divine pattern.
In these years of making illustrations, he has a deep understanding of how powerful the divine patterns are. Low-star divine patterns can change the battle between strong people in the same realm, while high-star divine patterns can cross borders.
Fighting creates possibilities.
"What time is it?"
"Three days later, at Qingya Terrace!" Since it is an open martial arts battle through the Zhanwu Palace, many disciples will definitely come to join in the fun.
Yuan Futu said in a deep voice: "There is still time, you go back first, I want to go to the Immortal Artifact Hall."