At this moment, Xu Yao's aura was powerful and cold, and wisps of immortal sword energy surged out of his body. Even the immortal seedlings in the distance felt a strong sense of oppression.
"What a terrifying aura. It turns out that this guy has the body of an immortal sword, and it's all activated. This is too terrifying!"
"Yeah, look at his silver sword. It's ancient and mysterious. It's simply too powerful. Not to mention competing with this sword, even just taking a look at it makes me feel extremely oppressed.
This guy is too powerful!"
The more than thirty immortal seedlings on the opposite side all sighed. At this time, even the seventh- and eighth-level Dao Ancestor immortal seedlings had dignified looks on their faces.
To Tang Feng's surprise, at this time, even Jiutian Lihuo came out and said: "It's such a strong source of immortal energy. If it can be absorbed and refined, I can definitely restore most of it.
Oh Tang Feng, why must this guy be your brother? Otherwise, I might be tempted to snatch him away!"
At this moment, Tang Feng felt that there were several big guys at the martial arts viewing platform, and they were even ready to take action. They seemed to have plans to snatch it. If this was not the Kunlun Dao Sect's martial arts conference, these people would have already taken it.
Take action.
When Tang Feng saw this, his eyes suddenly froze, and a sword suddenly rose into the sky from his body.
The ancient and huge sky-holding sword was suspended in the void. Tang Feng opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Xu Yao is my brother. I would like to advise you, if anyone dares to hit his attention, then ask me about the sword above my head.
Jian Da will not agree!"
Regarding the power of Tang Feng's sky-high sword, everyone had witnessed it with their own eyes a few days ago. The big guys at the martial arts viewing platform who were about to make a move had to restrain their aura at this time and no longer dared to do anything.
Think about it.
Only then did Tang Feng snort and take back the Heaven-Qing Sword.
Besides, Xu Yao has just broken through and needs some time to stabilize his realm. After all, he has broken through to the second-level Taoist realm one after another. At this moment, his aura is still a little empty.
Even his natal form, which is the truly ancient silver fairy sword, is somewhat erratic at this moment.
When the Zen Master Miedu on the opposite side saw this, he knew that there was a serious connection. If he didn't take action now, he would never have a chance again when the other party completely stabilized his state.
"Kill!" Zen Master Miedu suddenly roared, directly driving the seven-colored divine lotus to come down and rush towards Xu Yao.
"You dare to attack me at this time, you think you can compete with me!"
Xu Yao suddenly opened his eyes. In just a moment, he stabilized his breath. The ancient fairy sword floating in the void suddenly burst out with bright silver light.
The fairy sword came out across the sky and slashed down, a sword light that filled the sky penetrated most of the void, and even the space was slashed, leaving a deep space crack.
Click!
Before the Seven-Colored Divine Lotus could fully charge over, one of its corners was cut off by the terrifying and vast and powerful sword energy.
Fortunately, Zen Master Miedu saw that the situation was not good and took back the colorful lotus in time. Otherwise, it would have been far more than just a corner, and it might even have been completely torn apart by the terrifying sword energy.
Pfft...
Zen Master Miedu opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was extremely pale, and even his breath was constantly rising and falling. It looked like he had obviously suffered serious injuries.
"Before I take action, I want to ask you, do you dare to take my second sword?" Xu Yao suddenly opened his mouth and roared.
At this moment, his long hair was flying, his black robes were rustling, and his aura had almost reached its peak. It could be said that he was incredibly powerful.
A look of deep horror appeared on Master Miedu's face, and his courage was almost shattered. How could he dare to take the second sword?
He has no doubt that if the other party uses his second sword, his Seven Colorful Divine Lotus will probably be torn and destroyed on the spot, and even his body will suffer more serious injuries, and if not done well, he will be completely destroyed physically and mentally.
"I give up!" After thinking for a while, Zen Master Miedu finally gritted his teeth and lowered his head. Then without saying a word, he took back the colorful divine lotus, then swept his body back to where the disciples of the divine lotus sect were standing.
position.
At this moment, it suddenly became strangely quiet below. Although there were hundreds of thousands of people watching, no one said a word. Almost everyone was silent in shock and horror.
Even the big guys at the martial arts viewing platform all had their mouths wide open with a look of horror on their faces.
"Qiang, this guy is really too strong. With one sword, just one sword, he actually defeated the fourth-level Dao Ancestor. This is unbelievably strong!"
"Isn't that right? You must know that this Zen Master Miedu has such a powerful natal form as the Seven Colorful Divine Lotus. His fighting power is enough to compete with the power of the fifth level of Tao Ancestor. But now, he was defeated with just one sword.
This Xu Yao is too powerful, and his fighting power is probably completely capable of competing with the seventh-level Tao Ancestor, and even the eighth-level Tao Ancestor is capable of a fight!"
After a long while, everyone below started talking one after another.
Xu Yao made a big move and recalled his fairy sword into his body, then he cupped his hand and swept it aside.
When Chen Haoran saw this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and murmured to himself: "It turns out that the elder brother arranged it deliberately so that the two of us could completely activate our physique and bloodline under the strong pressure of such experience. Now,
This guy Xu Yao has almost succeeded, and now I’m the only one left!”
"No matter what, this time, I will definitely activate the Immortal Sword bloodline inheritance, break through to the Dao Ancestor level in one fell swoop, and completely condense my Immortal Sword's natal magic. By then, my combat power will be able to compete with Xu Yao's.
Roughly the same!”
"I absolutely cannot live up to my brother's hard work. I absolutely cannot. I, Chen Haoran, am definitely not what those ordinary immortal seedlings can compare to!"
After a brief period of shocked cheers, the elder in charge of the lottery also recovered and said loudly: "Next, please invite Chen Haoran and Wang Ziming to come on stage!"
"Finally it's my turn!" The young man named Wang Ziming smiled slightly, and then he gently moved his body and arrived at the battlefield of Xian Miao Martial Arts.
He was wearing white clothes, and his whole person had a detached and unrestrained temperament. His level of cultivation was also not low, he seemed to be at the level of the fourth-level Taoist ancestor, and his aura was weaker than that of the Zen Master Miedu.
Chen Haoran didn't waste any time, and with a flash of his body, he also arrived at the battlefield.
