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Chapter 608: Purple Thunder, defeating the enemy with a snap of a finger

There are fifty disciples, with an average of seven places per peak. Yuancang Peak has a small number of people, but they all came. Because ordinary disciples cannot fly with swords for a long time, this trip is on horseback.

At this time, Ling Feng and Ye Xiuyun were riding horses together, but they discovered Luo Feng, the top disciple of Hancang Peak, and Dugu Ao, the top disciple of Xuancang Peak. Although these two people were both strong men in the martial arts, they should be over a hundred years old.

, why are you here too? He then asked: "Senior sister, why are senior fellow apprentices Dugu and Luo also here?"

Ye Xiuyun smiled and said: "Speaking of which, it's all because of you. You killed the Demon General Ye Tianya. No matter what method you used, it is very possible to win the championship with this combat power. The six factions intentionally boycotted your participation in the competition. Master

Out of compromise, we agreed to change the conditions for the competition. As long as disciples of the seven sects under the age of 200 are allowed to participate, they can also use the fifth-level magical weapons!"

Ling Feng secretly rejoiced that he had not been careless and exchanged the Black Dragon Lock Magic Chain, otherwise the boat might have capsized in the gutter.



Since all the disciples of the Canglang Sword Sect were on second-level mounts and were extremely fast, they arrived at Xuanwu Mountain in Lingzhou at a quarter past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Xuanwu Mountain is the seat of the Xuantian Dao Sect and the number one mountain in Lingzhou. It looks like a spiritual turtle entrenched and is full of spiritual energy. Xuanwu Mountain is divided into seven main peaks: Xuantian, Xuanyuan, Xuandao, Xuanxin, Xuanzhen, Xuanwu and Xuanling.

.The Xuantian Peak in the middle is the main peak of the sect. It is hundreds of feet high and the mountain is so steep that it reaches straight into the sky like a divine pillar supporting the sky.

Ling Feng and others from the Canglang Sword Sect came to the Xuantian Peak Hall and met the leader Xuantian Tianzhen.

Then they were arranged to stay at Xuanyuan Peak, while Ling Feng and other Yuancang Peak disciples were in a separate courtyard.

Ling Feng entered the room and prepared to fuse several martial soul fragments. At this time, he had a total of thirty martial soul (inner elixir) fragments, which he had to digest little by little. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, and with a thought, he began to fuse a Gengjin

Inner elixir fragments.

After a while, he opened his eyes and found no talent, only 10,000 more points of energy.

Ling Feng did not lose heart and continued to fuse a Gengjin martial soul fragment.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked overjoyed, because he had comprehended a fifth-level low-grade White Tiger God-killing Sword Technique, LV4. Ling Feng estimated that the Geng-Gold Soul Fragment was dropped by Bai Sheng, the leader of the White Tiger Tribe. Although

It’s not a swordsmanship, but it’s a swordsmanship at the King of Martial Arts level after all, so it’s definitely worth it!

Immediately, he prepared to fuse the Xuanyin martial soul fragments to see if he could comprehend the powerful swordsmanship of the Demon General and the Sword Demon.

At this moment, a voice came into Ling Feng's ears: "Wanjun from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect is here to challenge!"

Ling Feng thought for a while and figured out that the person was here to test his true and false status, so he ignored it directly. If cats and dogs came to challenge him, he would not be able to practice.

At this time, outside the yard.

A handsome young man wearing purple robes and a sword on his waist stood at the door. He was Wan Jun, an outstanding disciple of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. He waited for a moment, but when there was no reply, he suddenly looked gloomy and was about to break in.

At this time, in the courtyard, Zhou Zhijie stretched out his unsheathed sword and stopped him, saying coldly: "Since junior brother has not agreed to your challenge, how can it be that a righteous disciple would do such an unauthorized intrusion?"

Wan Jun said calmly: "As long as Senior Brother Zhou is better than me, Wan will turn around and leave immediately!"

Zhou Zhijie said: "Okay!"

A moment later, the bluestone ground outside the yard.

Zhou Zhijie and Wan Jun stood about ten feet apart facing each other, gathering their energy and concentration.

Next to them, Han Lang, Hou Dehai, Xiang Yu, Ye Xiuyun, and Sun Nanting were all there, as well as several disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect who also came to watch the battle. This kind of challenge before a competition is very common. Martial sects like Dugu Ao, Luo Feng, etc.

All seeded players will also encounter challenges, no matter if they are to test the details.

After a moment, the two of them moved at the same time. The swords were unsheathed, and purple lightning and white sword light bloomed. The swords clashed, blooming with brilliant brilliance, but they were divided at the touch of a touch.

Then, the two people's bodies changed rapidly and they kept fighting. Wan Jun's sword technique carried the purple thunder energy, and it was as powerful as thunder. It was replaced by an innate master with a slightly lower cultivation level, and he had already fallen.

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Zhou Zhijie's Yuancang Sword Technique is also extremely heavy, and he has both internal and external skills, which are close to the eight-star level. Each sword carries one yuan of huge power, and is more powerful than the Zi Lei Sword Technique. If Wan Jun hadn't changed his moves very quickly,

Absolutely unstoppable.

Wan Jun couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly let out a roar like a lion's roar. His muscles tensed, and the purple thunder sword in his hand suddenly pierced Zhou Zhijie's long sword with a sharp strike.

Zhou Zhijie felt a huge force coming towards him, his body retreated sharply, and his long sword almost came out of his hand.

The expressions of Han Lang and others changed. They never expected that this man's sword skills were so powerful.

But Wan Jun's sword skills were as fast as lightning, and he still kept attacking.

After three strikes, Zhou Zhijie was exhausted and hurriedly took the strike. The long sword was knocked away and came out.

Zhou Zhijie said calmly: "You win!"

Wan Jun returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his fist and said, "Chengrang, Senior Brother Zhou, am I qualified to challenge Junior Brother Lin Feng?"

Zhou Zhijie returned the sword to its sheath and said, "I hope you won't regret it!"

After a while, Wan Jun and other Wanshou Sect disciples followed Zhou Zhijie into the courtyard.

At this time, a figure in white with a sword on his waist was standing in the yard with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

At this time, Zhou Zhijie cupped his fists and said, "Junior brother, I'm sorry, my swordsmanship is not good, so he broke in."

Ling Feng suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "It's okay, it only takes a moment."

Immediately, Ling Feng looked at Wan Jun and said calmly: "You take action!"

Wan Jun was secretly angry. Ling Feng's expression and tone just now made it clear that he did not take him seriously. Thinking of Lin Feng's strong record, he suppressed his anger, walked to the middle of the yard, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Brother Lin,

please!"

Ling Feng looked calm and waved, "Let's take action!"

Wan Jun drew his sword out of its sheath, gathered his true energy, and the blade bloomed with purple lightning.

However, Ling Feng remained calm and calm from beginning to end, neither drawing his sword nor concentrating his energy.

Wan Jun is the top genius of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. Being so despised by Ling Feng, he naturally became even more angry and shouted: "Zi Lei Wan Jun!"

He directly activated one of the most powerful killing moves in the Purple Thunder Sword Technique. All the energy and blood in his body exploded, and he slashed towards Ling Feng in the air with the force of splitting mountains and rocks. Before the blade could reach, a burst of purple thunder exploded.

The sword intention turned into a purple thunder dragon and invaded Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, the divine weapon spirit of the purple sword also let out a loud roar and transformed into a one-horned thunder beast and rushed into Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness. This sword

It is a powerful killing move that is a perfect fusion of unique moves, sword intent, and soul skills. Just with this sword, this person has the possibility of entering the top ten on the list.

However, Ling Feng looked indifferent and ignored his soul skills. He attacked with his sword intent. He gathered his true energy at his fingertips and flicked his finger, hitting the blade.

With a bang, Wan Jun retreated sharply, and the purple long knife flew out.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and the Canglang Sword Sect all looked horrified. Such a powerful move was an attack launched with a divine weapon. Even the strong men of the Wuzong Sect would not dare to take it with bare hands, let alone strike with a snap of their fingers.

Wan Jun also looked ashen, as if he had lost his soul. He had practiced sword skills for so many years, but was defeated by Lin Feng with a snap of his fingers, and in front of all his brothers. This made him have the idea of ​​​​suicide with a sword.9189


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