043 The conspiracy of Hehuanzong

Wu Chenfeng's forehead was covered with a cold sweat.

"I finally understand why the second brother Liu Qing and the third brother Li Qing said that the most difficult opponent of our sword gate was Xuanyin Pavilion. This piano sound is really too strange. If I hadn't practiced the 'Heavenly Record' and crossed the twenty-sixth floor of the void ladder, my divine consciousness would have been greatly tempered, no However, it may really fall here today.

"Jianjian Sensen" Wuchenfeng shouted in a low voice.

Wands of sword light attached to the silky spiritual attack to the woman in yellow of Xuanyin Pavilion.

Sword God Type 13 Type 8 Jianjuan Sensen is a double attack of physical attack and spiritual attack. However, the role of Jianjuan Sensen is not a soul attack, but to assist physical attack. After all, the sword fairy must be mainly physical attack.

Therefore, in general, the spiritual attack attached to the sword halberd Sensen is not strong, just to affect the enemy, but even so, it also blocks the soul attack of the strange piano sound. As for the remaining part, there is naturally no problem relying on the defense of the sea of divine consciousness.

Three Qingzong, from reality to deficiency, from virtual to reality, one gas into three Qing, three Qing into one gas.

Refinery sect, hammer shadow overlap, cross-print.

Xiannongyuan, pounding medicine pestles, hundreds of grasses accompany each other.

Hehuanzong, the needle is a hidden weapon, full of powder fog.

All four factions have had a certain impact on Wuchenfeng, but it is only an impact. The weakness in attack power is destined that Wuchenfeng is absolutely easy to deal with.

At this time, the sword light, moon shadow, piano sound, Buddha seal, hammer shadow, Sanqing, pink fog, and hundreds of grass are mixed, so that the whole ring can't distinguish between human shadow and sword shadow at all, and only see the light splashing.

"It's so cool"

"Seeing this battle, my life is also worth it"

"Haha, the swordmen fought against the seven major factions, and did not fall behind at all. It was indeed a sword fairy with super attack power!"

There are exclamations around the ring.

At the top of the ring, the position of the eight leaders.

"Zhang Daoyou, you are really a genius!" Tianqing Taoist, the third patriarch of Sanqing, sitting on the right with a fairy-fashioned Taoist bone, sighed.

"Yes, whether you win or win this battle, the name of Wuchenfeng will spread all over China." Shi Zhi, the host monk of Leiyin Temple, who sat in the left hand with a compassionate face and seemed to exude infinite Buddha's light behind his head, also nodded.

Yuxin, the master of the refinery sect, Xuanyin Fairy, the master of Xuanyin Pavilion, and the old Shennong of Xiannong Garden also nodded with approval, while the ancestor of Hehuan had a sneer on the corners of his mouth.

"Boom" "Boom"

Wu Chenfeng fought against the masters of the seven factions in mid-air again and again.

"Uji Seven Star Steps"

Sudderfully, Wuchenfeng's figure suddenly rose into the air and stepped heavily on the void with his right foot. At the place where it stepped on, a circle of space ripples shook, instantly forming a square space, covering the whole ring.

At the same time, what Wuchenfeng did not observe was that when Wuchenfeng took the first step of the seven-star step, the first of the seven brightest stars in the sky of the sea of consciousness suddenly burst into an unparalleled light.

In the second step, Wuchenfeng's left foot stood heavily in the void.

"What's going on?" Just now, the masters of the seven factions suddenly felt the sudden contraction of the surrounding space. You should know that the power of Zhenyuan stored in Dantian is limited after all, so they must borrow the huge aura of heaven and earth from the outside world.

However, when the square binding space is formed around it, it seems to directly isolate the flow of aura from the outside world. That is to say, the only thing seven people can use now is the aura of heaven and earth in this square space.

However, because there is no communication with the outside world, these auras are used less and less.

The seven people's faces changed sharply and suddenly increased their attacks.

However, Wuchenfeng has taken the lead. How can it be interrupted? If they had stopped Wuchenfeng's action before Wuchenfeng took the second step, it was still possible to stop Wuchenfeng, but now, it is obviously impossible.

In the third step, Wuchenfeng suddenly stepped out, and the space where the seven masters were located became sharply smaller.

And the sea of divine consciousness, when Wuchen Feng took the second and third steps, the second and third stars of the seven stars also lit up one after another.

"Uji Seven Star Steps?" Xuanyin Fairy, the owner of Xuanyin Pavilion, wore a veil on her peerless face, but her eyes were full of shock.

Yuji seven-star steps, but the top skill handed down in ancient times.

"Brother Zhang, did you teach this seven-star step?" Zhang Hantian was puzzled.

Zhang Liyuan shook his head. Although he was still confused, he didn't think much about it. Since ancient times, geniuses have always had their own opportunities. If there are no opportunities, no matter how genius they are, they will not be so against the sky.

When Wuchenfeng stepped out of the third step, the seven masters had been completely bound in a three-foot-long space.

People continue to increase their attack power, but because they can't borrow the aura of heaven and earth outside at all, the attack is constantly weakened. Moreover, their cultivation is only a foundation period. If they have a golden elixir period, they are bound to break this space.

"Wuchenfeng, you forced me. Don't blame me if you die." The enchanting man of Hehuanzong looked at Wuchenfeng in mid-air with a ferocious face. His right hand shook, and a faint light appeared. However, when the thin needle appeared, the surrounding space trembled, and the silk cracks kept thin. Appears around the needle.

"Go to die" Suddenly, the charming man of Hehuanzong roared, and the thin needle in his hand suddenly burst into a pink light and attacked the martial arts minister's front.

"Hehuan old devil!!!" Zhang Liyuan's face suddenly changed and suddenly stood up. A strong sword spirit rushed towards the acacia ancestor like the water of breaking the dike.

The ancestor of Hehuan's face turned pale, and bursts of pink fog kept rising from him.

However, the sword light seemed to enter no man's land and directly bombarded the ancestor of Hehuan.

The ancestor of Hehuan spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.

"Hehuan Laozu, you have gone too much this time." The other six faction leaders also looked angry.

The fine needle is actually the ancestor of Hehuan who poured his true element into the fine needle before. He is a true person in the early stage of the combination, which shows how powerful the thin needle is.

The ancestor of Hehuan was pale and didn't say a word, but sneered in his heart. Just before the battle, he sent a voice to the enchanting man and asked him to release him secretly. As for Zhang Liyuan, as long as Wuchenfeng did not die, he believed that the other six factions would never let Zhang Liyuan kill him, because of the divine sword As the first sect in the Chinese Xiuzhen world, the other seven factions will naturally form a group to compete with the Sword Gate.

However, if Wuchenfeng is really hit by the thin needle, even if he does not die, he will at least be crippled.

"Master Zhang, this is the end of the matter, let's take a look first." Xuanyin Fairy, the master of Xuanyin Pavilion, frowned. Although he was extremely contempt for the behavior of the ancestor of Hehuan, he could not let Zhang Liyuan kill the ancestor of Hehuan.

"Yes, Brother Zhang, the little brother of Chen Feng has his own heavenly appearance." The sunset valley advocated hating the sky is also a persuasion.

"If something happens, I want you to be buried with Hehuanzong." Zhang Liyuan's body exudes infinite power, surrounded by endless murderous atmosphere.

He is really angry this time. Wu Chenfeng is his most proud disciple and youngest disciple now. Naturally, he loves him very much. However, even if Zhang Liyuan is the first person in the Chinese world of cultivation, he must not be able to catch up with the speed of the needle.

The other seven factions were shocked, and the ancestor of Hehuan was even more vaguely regretful that he should not have provoked this killing god.

And on that ring, Wuchenfeng, standing in the void, suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

And at this moment, a very fine light suddenly appeared in front of Wuchenfeng.