Lin Feng sat in the cave and did not move, but his attention still fell on Xiao Yan and others.
Looking at Xiao Yan who was high-spirited but still calm and composed, Lin Feng felt infinite sadness in his heart.
Three years of hard work, three years of waiting, and three years of persistence can be said to be all for this trip to Xingyun Peak.
This will be the first battle for Xiao Yan to officially embark on the road to legend.
Lin Feng could clearly see the thoughts of the Flowing Light Sword Sect. They just wanted to use their talented disciple to improve Xiao Yan's vigor and morale.
But in Lin Feng's view, it was just vain self-righteousness.
Disciples of the Xuanmen Tianzong are invincible in the same realm. This is not a gimmick or slogan he came up with.
Lin Feng looked at Zhao Yan and other elites from the Light Sword Sect outside the cave, and smiled maliciously: "I hope the final result will not beat you to the point where you completely lose your confidence."
At this moment, Xiao Yan will not allow anyone to disturb the three-year war agreement between him and Murong Yanran.
Even Prince Chongyun can't do it.
In terms of status, he is the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty. In terms of cultivation, he is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. In terms of strength, he has magic weapons to protect him.
But he is not good either. He is a scumbag in front of the destined path of his true destiny.
Although I don't know what Xiao Yan is thinking specifically at this moment, Lin Feng gave him an inner monologue in a rather playful way: "I have been waiting for three years just for an opportunity. I want to fight for it, not to prove that I
What’s so great is that I want to tell people that I must get back what I lost!”
"It suits your mood, right?" A certain unscrupulous master thought as he looked outside as Xiao Yan and others walked up to meet Zhao Yan.
Behind Zhao Yan, there were several sword cultivators from the Flowing Light Sword Sect standing. All of them had late-stage golden elixirs with mana fluctuations, and the golden elixirs they formed were all of purple elixir quality. They were all young.
These people are obviously the most elite and core group of disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect.
If nothing unexpected happens, based on Murong Yanran's development trajectory, she will also hope to become one of them in the future, which is why the Liuguang Sword Sect values her so much.
This type of elite disciple with unlimited potential and talent is the cornerstone of the present and the pillar of the future for every sect.
Unlike ordinary sword cultivators who are sharp-edged and full of murderous intent like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, the Jindan-stage sword cultivator of the Flowing Light Sword Sect headed by Zhao Yan has a temperament that is as elusive as mist.
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Facing Xiao Yan and Xiao Doian, although he knew that their strength could not be guessed based on common sense, Zhao Yan was still calm and composed. This was his self-confidence as a core disciple of Liuguang Sword Sect.
Zu also has the ability to fight, which is the source of his confidence.
"Juniors of the Xuanmen Tianzong, Zhao Yan of the Flowing Light Sword Sect, you are polite." Zhao Yan smiled slightly and cupped his hands towards the cave where Lin Feng was: "I would like to say hello to the master of the Xuanmen, Senior Lin. I don't dare to disturb the senior.
I have no other intention in coming here for this trip. I just want to exchange Taoism with the fellow disciples of Xuanmen Tianzong, and I also ask for your permission, senior."
Lin Feng didn't say anything, as if he acquiesced.
Xiao Yan, Xiao Bu Dian and others looked at each other, with weird smiles on their lips.
Logically speaking, Zhao Yan's cultivation level in the later stage of Jindan is more than a hundred years old, and he has been studying in the Light Sword Sect for more than a hundred years. It is not too much to ask them to call them junior disciple, but in the ears of Xiao Yan and others,
It sounds harsh anyway.
Xiao Yan said lightly: "I wonder how Fellow Daoist Zhao wants to communicate?"
Hearing Xiao Yan's address to him, Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although there was still a smile on his face, his words became less polite: "Earlier, it was rumored that the junior disciples of Xuanmen Tianzong are invincible in the same realm.
I don’t know if it’s true or not?”
"If I remember correctly, Junior Brother Xiao is the eldest disciple of Senior Lin. Zhao Yan is not talented. He is the eldest disciple of the inner sect of the Flowing Light Sword Sect. He would like to compete with you, Junior Brother Xiao."
Having said this, Zhao Yan's aura gradually changed. The aura that was originally like mist suddenly became like an unsheathed sword, and it was far more fierce and sharp than other sword cultivators.
The other Liuguang Sword Sect disciples behind Zhao Yan all had faint smiles on their faces, as if they were waiting for a good show. Their sharpness was not revealed at all, and they were still like mist and mist.
Xiao Yan chuckled and said nothing. The little boy next to him took a step forward with a smile, and a fierce and powerful mana aura suddenly pressed forward, forcibly resisting Zhao Yan's sword energy.
Zhao Yan's eyes narrowed and he saw the little one smiling and saying: "Fellow Daoist Zhao wants to verify whether I, a disciple of the Xuanmen Tianzong, are invincible in the same realm? Then why does my senior brother need to take action? I can do it."
He smiled and said: "By the way, among the disciples passed down by my master, I rank last."
The smile on Zhao Yan's face disappeared, but he could not refuse and said he would not fight. Although the little boy had a smile on his face, his fierce magic power was firmly locked on him.
"I have already thought that someone from you would take over for Xiao Yan, otherwise why would we have so many people here?" Zhao Yan sneered in his heart: "You guys who don't know how high the sky is, let me first let you know what it is to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."
Zhao Yan had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Please give me some advice from this junior brother."
As he said this, he was about to take action, but unexpectedly the little boy suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Zhao Yan held a breath in his chest and said angrily: "What's wrong?"
The little one smiled and said: "Just competing is not interesting, there has to be some luck, okay? In this way, I don't want more, if I win, you give me two Zhu Yuhe..."
As he was speaking, Tuntun hurriedly tugged at the corners of his clothes behind him. The little boy reacted and immediately changed his words: "...Four, four red-feathered cranes!"
Zhao Yan remembered that his junior brother had told him about a Taotie sneaking into the mountain, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Okay, four is four, but what if you lose?"
"How is that possible?" Xiao Dodian replied without thinking. After hearing this, Zhao Yan's face suddenly darkened.
The little boy looked at him and shook his head in pain: "Forget it, forget it, if I lose, I'll give this to you." He waved his hand and took out a bunch of Blue Cloud Horned Snake's stems from his storage bag.
Snake meat.
Zhao Yan was completely speechless: "I shouldn't talk nonsense to this brat."
He patted the scabbard on his back, and immediately a bright golden sword light flew out, let out a long roar and crossed the sky, and struck down the little boy head-on.
The little boy stood there, not dodging or dodging. He raised his fist, and suddenly circles of dazzling lightning spread out, and the roaring thunder was deafening.
Facing Zhao Yan's sword light, the little boy didn't use magic to fight back, nor did he use his own magical weapon. Instead, he punched out directly and faced the fierce sword light with his flesh and blood body.
Several Nascent Soul-stage ancestors of the Flowing Light Sword Sect were also secretly observing the battle. Seeing this scene, the ancestor Ziyun frowned: "What an arrogant boy."
The only female Ancestor, Chixia Ancestor, shook her head slightly: "But we must admit that he has the capital. His cultivation in the early stage of the Golden elixir, his total amount of mana, is only stronger than Zhao Yan in the later stage of the Golden elixir, and his physical body is stronger.
He is extremely powerful, and now I believe what Qing Ai said, this boy has the ability to compete with the early Nascent Soul monks."
Ancestor Ziyun nodded: "But even if we want to defeat Zhao Yan, we still have a long way to go."
Sure enough, Zhao Yan sneered, held a sword secret in his hand, and the sword light suddenly changed.
Lin Feng, who was watching the battle in the cave, was well aware of the changes in the field. He focused his gaze and saw Zhao Yan's sword light flying midway. When it was about to be intercepted by the little boy, the originally shining golden sword light turned into a gray streak.
The clouds and mist made a twist in mid-air, and had deftly avoided the little one's thunderous fist.
After dodging, the gray clouds changed again.
A faint gleam of light suddenly emitted from the clouds and mist, as if the sky had always been overcast and the sky was full of dark clouds. Suddenly the clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, revealing the sun. A little bit of sunlight gradually came out from weak to strong.
The golden sword light reappeared and continued to slash straight at the little one's vitals!
The transition between sword light and cloud mist was extremely skillful, without any jerky feeling. Zhao Yan performed this move very beautifully. The Qing Ai Ancestor who was watching the battle praised loudly: "Our Liuguang Sword Sect's signature sword technique, Xingyun Liuguang
Zhao Yan is becoming more and more proficient in using the sword."
Ancestor Ziyun smiled and was obviously very satisfied: "I did get the three flavors, not bad, not bad."
Zhao Yan's sword light and clouds switched back and forth, and he nimbly avoided the defensive focus of the little one, which seemed to have a bit of a performance and playfulness in it.
This Xingyunliu Light Sword has the same name as the Liuliu Light Sword Sect. It is undoubtedly its signature magical sword technique, and its power is truly astonishing.
Lin Feng watched for a moment and already saw something extraordinary.
After understanding the true meaning of "light and dark intertwined, flowing clouds and flowing light", the cultivator can practice the sword light, and the sword light can transform into the cloud-like sword energy, and the virtual and the real are intertwined.
Although the sword light is powerful and indestructible, once it is emitted, it is a straight line and the direction cannot be changed. Although fast people cannot react, there are traces after all. But if it can be combined with the sword energy that changes like clouds,
Sometimes there is cloud and mist, and sometimes there is sword light. It is a combination of mystery and ruthlessness, which makes people extremely headache.
Light and darkness are intertwined, the light is light, the cloud is dark, the light and cloud are mottled and changing, virtual and real, making it difficult to grasp. You see it is a sword light, you hide away, it turns into clouds, the direction turns, and it is aimed at you, and then
It turned into a sword light.
Lin Feng secretly nodded. This magical sword technique of the Flowing Light Sword Sect can be said to be very sinister in terms of its motivation, but it can also be said to be very practical.
To use a common saying, it's like pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
What comes out is sword energy, which confuses the opponent's judgment of the speed and power of your attack. The ultimate move is in front of you, and suddenly turns into sword light. The speed suddenly increases ten times or a hundred times, and immediately pokes a transparent hole in the opponent who cannot react in time.
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A disciple of the Flowing Light Sword Sect saw that Zhao Yan had the upper hand and suppressed the little one, so he smiled at Xiao Yan and said: "Senior brother Zhao is playing with that junior brother, so I will compete with you, junior brother Xiao."
Xiao Yan chuckled: "Why are you so anxious? It will be over soon."
The opponent's face changed slightly, and he turned around to see that the battle between Xiao Budian and Zhao Yan suddenly changed. (To be continued...)