The Holy Court banished immortals, and they deserved their reputation.
The words of Feng Yuan Shengjun were like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of the Holy Lord of the Three Palaces hard, and his expression was extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable.
Especially the Dragon Head Sage and the Qianyang Sage, because Si Xueyi stepped on the throne of the saints in these two palaces, so he has the boundless style he has now.
Holy Lord Xuanyin actually shivered a little. He was suddenly afraid of what would happen if the people in Xuanyin Palace met Si Xueyi.
Holy Lord Qianyang squeezed out a smile and said: "You haven't even passed the preliminary round, how come Holy Lord Fengyuan is so confident?"
The dragon-headed sage said coldly: "Does it deserve the title? It's just a joke. If the leader is really willing to personally seal him, why is there no edict, no edict, no edict, and he doesn't even show his face."
Holy Lord Xuanyin said: "Feng Yuan, you are also the master of a courtyard, a dignified saint. The words "banishing immortals from the Holy Court" are so solemn. If rumors spread, Tianxu Pure Land will really think that our Holy Court has banished someone. Immortal, if something happens, can you afford to delay?"
When Feng Yuan Shengjun heard this, not only was he not angry, he actually wanted to laugh.
He curled his lips, couldn't help laughing, and shrugged his shoulders several times.
Think about how arrogant and domineering these people were when the Holy Court Ranking Battle began.
I kept asking him why he didn't laugh.
Now, all he can do is use some loopholes in his words to suppress the majesty of his Feng Yuan Saint Lord.
Si Xueyi, Si Xueyi, so many people don’t think highly of you.
But you are the most upbeat.
Feng Yuan Shengjun looked forward, with a relaxed expression, smiling and saying nothing.
When the Holy Lord of the Third Palace saw him looking so proud, his expression turned ugly, it was too insulting.
Saint Lord Qian Yang said: "Feng Yuan, let me see how long you can laugh!"
Feng Yuan Shengjun didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when he saw that he wanted to fight, he smiled and said: "Qianyang, you are trying to make trouble for Bai Ting. I can see it very clearly. How can this boy Bai Ting have such a high talent? Can you easily come up with a way to deal with the Dragon Tiger Fist?"
"You must know that Si Xueyi's Dragon Tiger Fist has long surpassed its peak perfection and reached a state of transcendence. How can it be easily restrained by others among its peers?"
Saint Lord Qianyang's face darkened and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. With my status, how could I deliberately target a dragon-veined kid? Don't slander my reputation."
Feng Yuan Shengjun smiled lazily and said: "Seeing that Si Xueyi's sword technique is not there, it must be related to the mythical jade slips. Now it is only the tip of the iceberg. Just teach it as much as you can, it will never be finished!"
"Mythical Jade Slips, the vision of the Holy Legend Ceremony was so shocking that it would be difficult for the Holy Lord to find a way to restrain it in a short period of time."
Holy Lord Qianyang clenched his fists, his expression extremely ugly.
I wish I could break out on the spot and fight Feng Yuan directly.
Feng Yuan Shengjun rolled his eyes and glanced secretly. Seeing the other party's furious look, he exclaimed with joy in his heart.
Cool!
In the future, even if there is no Qianyang Pill, no Semi-Holy Wine, and no True Dragon Picture, it will still be worth it.
Is it true that this saint can be manipulated at will?
The competition continues.
Feng Yuan Shengjun's mood is getting better and better, and he seems to have really turned around.
After Si Xueyi killed two Sangong Saints one after another, Xiaoyun Academy's disciples finally began to win.
Some people even lost three people in a row and made it to the finals.
"There is an element of luck, but it seems to be related to Si Xueyi. He killed two Sangong Saints, which invisibly reduced the pressure on Xiaoyunyuan disciples."
Feng Yuan Shengjun squinted his eyes and thought with a smile, holding his chin and feeling very good.
"No. 96, Si Xueyi!"
Suddenly, Guyue Half-Saint read Si Xueyi's name again.
Whoosh!
The bustling Qianqiu Square suddenly became quiet again, and countless eyes looked over at the same time.
On the Panlong Stone Pillar, the Holy Masters of the Three Palaces, the Sixth Courtyard, and the Seventy-two Palaces also had stern expressions on their faces, and their bodies all tensed up.
"No. 73, Kuishi!"
When he heard Kuishi's name, Qianqiu Square suddenly became noisy, and many people exclaimed.
"Kui Shi, it seems that before he returned to the clan this time, he was already ranked 469 on the Dragon Ranking."
"This is a ruthless man. He is in the top five hundred on the dragon list because he has refined his body and his strength has reached an extremely terrifying level."
"He has barbarian blood, so we can't look at him with ordinary people's eyes."
"I'm afraid Si Xueyi is having a hard time. No matter how good his swordsmanship is, if he can't break Kuishi's flame demon fighting body, he will definitely lose!"
There was a lot of discussion at the scene, and all parties became nervous.
"Tianlin Peak, Si Xueyi."
"Brahma Heart Courtyard, Kuishi."
On the battlefield, both sides announced their homes and bowed with their hands raised.
It’s the Brahma Heart Academy again. Sikong He is also from the Brahma Heart Academy. There are many experts in the Brahma Heart Academy.
Although the other party was not a Saint of the Three Palaces, Si Xueyi did not look down upon him.
As soon as Kuishi came on stage, Si Xueyi realized that this person was not simple.
He is tall, has brass-like skin, is calm and calm, and his eyes occasionally flash a cold light, but they are sharp and scary.
Whoosh!
Without any nonsense, Kuishi ran directly towards Si Xueyi, leaving deep footprints on the ground with every step he took.
Clang Clang Clang!
Si Xueyi waved his hand and fired out a few blasts of dragon energy, which landed on the opponent's body and made a sonorous sound.
Kuishi's expression didn't change at all. He didn't care and just took half a step forward without stopping.
It wasn't until Si Xueyi got close that Kuishi suddenly made a move and struck his fist like a hammer.
Bang!
Si Xueyi dodged easily, but the light of the fist seemed to blow the air directly.
A terrifying sonic boom exploded in his ears, and the energy turned into a strong wind, blowing his long hair into chaos in an instant.
Good guy!
Si Xueyi's head was buzzing, and his throat was so sweet that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
But he still kept calm, and while dodging, he put his fingers together like swords and stabbed the opponent in the chest.
boom!
Kuishi's body burst into flames, and his eyes became extremely cold, even a little evil.
If you eat this finger, it will have no effect at all.
Whoosh!
Without giving Si Xueyi time to react, Kuishi's fist struck his chest. Si Xueyi spun in the air, jumped over the top of Kuishi Stone, and landed behind him.
Whoops!
But as soon as he landed, Kuishi didn't even look at him, and swept over with his back whip.
The soles of his feet, burning with flames, almost touched Si Xueyi's face, forcing Si Xueyi to take a few steps back.
The moment Kuishi turned around and faced Si Xueyi, his five fingers turned into fists and claws and he fiercely grabbed him.
boom!
A terrifying and huge claw, like the fusion of magma, grabbed at Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi narrowly avoided it, but the corner of his clothes was burned to ashes.
His body-protecting dragon essence was splashed with flame lava and was immediately burned through. The strange power was terrifying.
Kuishi said nothing and took out a long whip.
This is the Red Flame Whip, a top-notch treasure. It is light and agile, but when it is swung, it can easily split a seventh-level Dragon Vein monk in half.
There were so many evil cultivators who died under Kuishi's red flame whip that he could hardly remember them.
The nine-foot-long red flame whip exploded like a thunderbolt and continued to fall towards Si Xueyi, forcing him to retreat continuously.
There was a thud on the ground and the battle platform was shaking.
But when the red flame whip soared into the air, it was as light and nimble as a poisonous snake, wandering in the air and flickering like a ghost.
In Qianqiu Square, the spectators were holding their breath and paying attention.
The oppressive force of the top five hundred on the Dragon List shocked everyone greatly.
Sudden.
A cold light flashed in Kuishi's eyes, and he suddenly took back his whip and ran out with great speed.
Because he discovered a flaw that Si Xueyi could not avoid no matter what.
In the blink of an eye, Kuishi came to Si Xueyi, his fingers clenched into fists, and the air in front of him was like layers of walls, which he repeatedly blasted to pieces.
The flames gathered like lightning, and when the fist light was only an inch away from Si Xueyi, the phantom of the Fire Demon suddenly appeared behind him.
boom!
The three-foot-tall Balrog clenched his fist and blasted out from above, blocking Si Xueyi's path from above.