Qianyuan's laughter seemed to have a magical power, which made Yi Xifeng frown.
He naturally knew the identity of the other party, and he also understood that what he said just now completely broke up with the Demon Sect. It was not that Yi Xifeng did not understand these rules, after all, he also established the "Hanmen Dao" in the Zhenwu Dao Hall, and for the sect's forces
I still understand to some extent the dirty things that happened between them.
But Yi Xifeng looked down upon what His Highness the Devil had done before, whether it was designing to frame Loulan City, persecuting the Bachi Barbarians, or indifference to the lives of Semu people. These things gradually accumulated, constantly challenging Yi Xifeng's
Psychological bottom line!
Until just now, when he and Lin Fenghuo carried up the box containing the Hanxing Sword, he saw Li Xintian.
I have to say that after not seeing her for a while, this little girl has indeed changed a lot.
Compared to when they parted at the Jianzhong before, this girl became even more beautiful and stunning, and Qianyuan's eyes when looking at Li Xintian naturally couldn't escape Yi Xifeng's eyes.
Especially the criticism coming from around him could still reach his ears even if he was far away.
If before, he and Qianyuan had different views, and their martial arts concepts made them inevitable enemies, then now he will become even more determined!
Yi Xifeng didn't know why he had such "unreasonable" anger, and he didn't know how much trouble this would bring to him in the future. But at this moment, he knew that he had to do this!
Han Sanli frowned slightly and raised the hand on Qianyuan's shoulder slightly.
And the figure of His Highness the Devil disappeared again the moment Han Sanli lifted up.
"careful!"
Zhao Long, who had been paying attention to each other's every move, immediately reminded him.
Obviously, this sentence seemed a bit redundant, and Yi Xifeng had already responded before Zhao Long spoke.
A dark afterimage teleported in front of Yi Xifeng, trying to block the incoming punch!
boom!
Yi Xifeng's figure retreated backwards, and two ravines were plowed out of the hard bluestone beneath his feet.
Fortunately, after he retreated more than ten feet, he managed to stabilize his figure. A dark long sword was held in front of him, and Yi Xifeng used it to block the blow just now!
"Infinite Black Flame?!" Qianyuan asked in surprise.
Obviously, the aura oozing out of this long sword was exactly the same as the "Infinite Black Flame" in his soul niche, which was a bit difficult for him to understand.
Even though the facts were in front of him, he still didn't quite understand why the soul niche he had worked so hard to refine suddenly disobeyed his orders and instead became a weapon in the hands of the enemy.
Qianyuan couldn't figure out the key for a while, but there were many people present who could see the clues, and Chen Chuantuo was one of them.
Dean Chen, who was dressed as a young scholar, touched his beardless chin and said in amazement: "There is something about this brat that actually caused the sword spirit of Hanxing Sword to swallow a soul niche. Haha, if Junior Brother Fenghu finds out,
,I am afraid……"
As he spoke, he laughed silently.
Although Chen Chuantuo laughed silently, he still attracted the attention of Li Xintian who was standing aside.
"You just watched Xifeng being beaten to death?"
A hint of anger flashed through the girl's usually calm eyes, and she asked via voice transmission.
"Don't worry blindly, this kid is very naughty. Although his strength is still average, it's really not that easy for that demon sect to take him down!"
Obviously, Dean Chen has great confidence in Yi Xifeng's ability, even more than he himself.
paddy rice
After experiencing what happened at Qingyun Sword Tomb before, he naturally understood why his two junior brothers attached so much importance to this fair-looking little guy. He always had an indescribable ability in him.
That is, no matter what kind of difficulty or predicament it is, if this little guy is around, things will tend to develop in his favor.
He didn't know why he had this idea before. It wasn't until he discussed a lot of things about the martial arts practice in the Shangwu Realm with Old Demon Han in Biyou Palace these days that he gradually understood that today's martial arts path not only depends on the individual.
In addition to talent and hard work, we also need to pay attention to the so-called luck.
Yi Xifeng is undoubtedly the kind of person who has a certain amount of luck!
Although his talent in martial arts was average, and even his martial arts attainments were not the best among his peers. But in Yi Xifeng, Chen Chuantuo could always feel a "fearless" destiny in facing martial arts or the way of heaven.
Perhaps it is this fearlessness that sees through life and death that allows Yi Xifeng to escape from danger again and again and break the shackles of the enemy again and again.
Chen Chuantuo didn't know that Yi Xifeng's so-called "fearless" luck was caused by his true experience of life and death and rebirth. Therefore, compared to his peers, he has more potential and possibilities!
boom!
Even if Yi Xifeng had the blessing of this powerful Hanxing Sword, he was still no match for His Highness the Devil.
I think at the beginning, Qianyuan fought against Yi Xifeng, Zhao Long and Lin Fenghuo on his own. Although he did not have a big advantage from beginning to end, with this strong combat power alone, he was not Yi Xifeng.
The wind can be dealt with independently.
If "Ye Jian Han Xing" hadn't absorbed the powerful spirituality of "Wuji Black Flame" last night, causing its strength to increase by leaps and bounds, Yi Xifeng might have been defeated at this time.
But even so, it seemed that Yi Xifeng wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
…
"Sea-turning Demonic Dragon Fist!"
With a hint of cruelty in the corners of Qianyuan's mouth, he knocked the Hanxing Sword away from Yi Xifeng's hand with one kick, and then looked back with a "Demon Dragon Fist"!
The shrill roar of the dragon resounded throughout the entire venue. When some of the elders from the surrounding sects saw this scene, their faces became extremely ugly.
They could feel the terrifying power contained in this punch. It was hard to imagine that this was an attack that a low-level martial artist could perform.
"Wait a moment!"
A loud shout suddenly broke the roaring scene, and a pretty figure suddenly appeared.
It was the protagonist of today's coronation ceremony, the religious saint Li Xintian, who stood up and stood between Yi Xifeng and Qianyuan.
And Mozi Qianyuan's fist stopped just a few inches in front of Li Xintian.
The demon sect's face first showed an unhealthy blush, and then turned pale in an instant. It seems that he had to forcefully stop the "Devil Dragon Fist" just now, which caused him serious internal injuries.
"Your Highness the Saint, what are you doing?"
Qianyuan asked a little coldly, obviously he also realized that the situation had begun to develop in a trend that he could not predict.
Han Sanli, who was standing in the middle of the field, turned and glanced at Chen Chuantuo, who was standing on the sidelines with the old god. The other party shrugged. The meaning was obvious. Even if you can't stand the devil, he can't stand his precious apprentice either.
ah.
"snort!"
Han Laomo naturally understood the other party's little thoughts, but he had no choice but to use a cold snort to replace his dissatisfaction with his beloved disciple.
…
Regarding Li Xintian's sudden obstruction, the elders and young talents from various major sects present did not expect it. However, they began to whisper in an instant, apparently discussing the next relationship between the divine sect and the demonic sect.