Chapter 058 Black and White

In the stands, two high-weight black and white elders are one of the six Xuandao elders of Zhenzong! The two are at the end of the six elders of the clan, the five elders and the six elders respectively. In Kyushu, they are used to calling them black and white. Although the two black and white elders are at the end of the elders, with their mysterious strength, they are also beyond the reach of ordinary people. Generally, the strong in the realm of Wuzong can shock one side, not to mention the mysterious realm far beyond the realm of Wuzong! Xuandao is almost a strong martial arts man who walks at the higher level in the mainland of Kyushu. This black and white two old people can be seen!

The black and white two elders stared round and stared at Hongxuan, and their eyes flashed with hatred. Three thousand disciples and three thousand disciples were buried in the hands of the young man in front of him. Such hatred is absolutely immortal with the temper of the black and white two elders. In the stands, the two black and white men nodded to each other and secretly sent a voice to a young man in the martial arts field.

"Wei Dao, you don't have to entangle with other students anymore. At this moment, go and kill the young man on the right side of the martial arts field! He is the great enemy of my three thousand disciples. Kill him!"

"He!"

There was great power in the martial arts field. With the strength of Yi marrow, there were few people blocking it in the field. When he fought, he suddenly got the secret voice of the black and white two elders. Wei Dao frowned, and a trace of irritability flashed in his eyes. However, as a true disciple of the array patriarch, he had to wave his sword in the face of the enemies of 3,000 disciples. . Following the guidance of the two black and white elders, Wei Dao quickly found Hongxuan, who was really deadlocked with everyone, and glanced at Hongxuan, but his irritable cheeks suddenly turned, flashing a trace of solemnity. As a true disciple of the suzerain, his strength is by no means accidental. The first glance Hongxuan brought to him was fierce and powerful.

In the martial arts field, one person and one sword shocked hundreds of people. Hongxuan was like a cliff pine, standing like a mountain. A person, a sword, outside the sword arc, no one dares to take a step forward! Don't open up, and the momentum is extremely extraordinary!

The arrogant student, several surrounding teams, and a man and others all looked at Hongxuan carefully, lest the other party would be bad, waved his sword and waste them. A sword! A hundred steps back! Such strong means have long been deterrent on the spot, and no one dares to move forward again. Some weak teams even have the intention of running away.

With a contemptuous smile, he swept the surrounding students. Hongxuan's wrist waved, and Taichu firmly inserted into the floor. The purple swords competed with each other, occasionally revealing a trace of fierceness. With his hands on his chest, Hongxuan quietly closed his eyes, despised everything, and did not take the surrounding people seriously.

Seeing that Hongxuan closed his eyes and took his sword, the people around him looked calm and still did not dare to be careless. They carefully watched his every move. Several timid and weak people quietly moved their steps away from Hongxuan step by step. Man Qing and others were even more frightened. They felt that in front of this young man, they seemed to be not qualified to be ants. They swallowed saliva in their throats, and a pair of people looked at each other. In the face of Hongxuan, who closed his eyes, they were all bitter.

Zheng!

Suddenly, Hongxuan's eyes wide opened and stared at Manqing fiercely. No, stared behind Manqing! Facing Hongxuan with his eyes wide open, Manqing couldn't help taking a step back. His heart was shocked, his chest fluctuated, and his heart fluttered rapidly. He didn't understand what Hongxuan suddenly opened his eyes, and then he couldn't help looking behind him.

"Wei Dao! The true disciple of the patriarch - Wei Dao!" Man Qing's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and the haze wrapped around his mind flashed away and disappeared. Wei Dao, a true disciple of the patriarch of Zhenzong, has a super cultivation of Yisui. The force of Hantian Xuefu is firmly in the top five. He is arrogant and has always liked to be alone.

"Do you still remember the blood debt of the three thousand disciples of Zhenzong?"

Wei Dao went straight and said without ambiguity. He walked to Hongxuan in a few steps, and there was a murder all over his body, which was not concealed. Since the black and white two elders said that this man was the man in black on the day of the disaster, there would be no mistake. What the master of the mysterious realm said was extremely credible, not to mention that the two were loyal elders of the clan.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Hongxuan was suddenly shocked. He seemed to think of something. He turned his head and looked for the grandstand. However, when he saw the two familiar figures in the seat of Zhenzong, they were the two of the six elders whom Zhenzong met on the day of the disaster! Hongxuan looked at him and was targeted by the elders of Zhenzong. He couldn't help shouting that he was bad, and the man in front of him also heard a little about it. It was Wei Fanzhen's disciple Wei Dao.

"Your look betrayed you! You are the masked man who killed my three thousand disciples!"

While Wei Dao spoke, he paid attention to Hongxuan's look. When he saw Hongxuan turning his head and looking at the black and white two elders, he was sure that this person was the masked man who disturbed the day of the disaster. On that day, if it hadn't been for the help of the six-grade all-round master, the suzerain might have been wiped out by heaven at this moment. For the masked man, the whole clan is extremely hateful, and Wei Dao is no stranger.

"Wei Dao?" Hongxuan didn't answer either. His eyes were cold. He stared at Wei Dao. As soon as he sucked his wrist, Taichu had landed firmly in his hand. For this kind of person, everything is better to speak by force.

"You are not qualified to call my name!"

He looked at Hongxuan contemptuously and brushed. With a flash, Wei Dao pulled out his long sword like lightning, stepped on his feet, and immediately moved away, mixed with a white sword light, like an arrow from the string rushing straight to Hongxuan! With the sword, I don't know how many times the strength of Wei Daoyi's marrow is more than that of Manqing and others. Under the light of the sword, the air hunting is ringing, and the wind is automatic!

"Sword?!" He also smiled contemptuously. In the face of the leaping Wei Dao, Hongxuan was not moved. He took a step forward with his right foot and opened it, and his right hand did not fall down. His ring finger and index finger suddenly stretched out. In the 'V' shape, he suddenly faced the other party's long sword! Between the electric flint, but with a sound, the long sword in Wei Dao's hand has been clamped by Hongxuan's two fingers. Although the sword is fierce, it can't move forward at all!

Two-finger sword! Don't move like a mountain!

One person! A sword!

One person! Two fingers!

The martial arts field was relative, and the time seemed to freeze in an instant at that moment, leaving only the stunned crowd around.

"You are not qualified to put your sword in front of me!"

With a faint sound, the calm words immediately broke the tranquility of this moment. Hongxuan's fingers suddenly turned, clicked, and the tip of the sword suddenly broke. He broke the tip of the sword in his hand, projected it out, and took the key part of the chest of the guard road - the heart! The long sword was broken, and Wei Dao was shocked. He waved his body and tried to avoid the tip of the sword. However, the tip of the sword was too fast to tolerate much resistance, and a spark had arisen in his chest!

Bump! Bump!

Wei Fan stepped back a few steps, and the broken sword between his chest rubbed half a sound, never piercing the skin. The broken sword stirred his clothes, revealing a silver-white metallic luster.

"Refining equipment - chest armor."

The broken sword did not pierce Wei Dao's chest. Hongxuan raised his eyebrows and immediately saw the silver-white metal chest armor hidden under the cloth. Without this breastplate, maybe Wei Dao has turned into a dead corpse at this moment, but as a true disciple, how could he not have a life-saving thing?

"The equipment refined by the six-grade all-round master Tiansang himself is ordinary, boy, die!" Wei Dao looked pale, and a cold sweat came out all over his body. If he didn't have a chest armor to protect his body, he was now a soul that had returned to hell. However, this chest armor is a protective thing, and it can also be regarded as his life-saving charm. With it, Wei Dao has defeated many strong people. Holding the sword in his hand, Wei Fan's momentum did not decrease. He turned around and quickly approached, like a tiger and leopard pounced on Hongxuan!

Another guy wearing refinery equipment, Hongxuan couldn't help frowning. This kind of thing is extremely resistant. The last time he fought with Gu Fanxue, he suffered the loss of this refinery equipment. Now Hongxuan does not dare to be careless. He holds Taichu in his hand. With Taichu's fierce confrontation with each other, it is easy to fight fiercely for a moment.

On the martial arts field, the sword spirit flew, the fists and feet were soaring, and waves of invisible air waves were scattered around. The high-intensity fight between Hongxuan and Wei Dao quickly attracted the attention of other people at the scene. The two elders of black and white, the owner of Hantian University and others all paid attention to it. Gu Fanxue and Gu Xiaoxue also watched Hongxuan fight with great interest. Ming Ruofei, Jiang Fan, Jian Wushuang and others also couldn't help but stop fighting and stare away. A young man in a white robe in the crowd looked at Hongxuan with a deep meaning.

" As a true disciple, Wei Dao really has some skills! However, the young man who confronted him was even better, repeatedly forcing Wei Dao to dodge behind him!"

"If there was no refining equipment, Wei Dao would have lost to that man!"

"It can't be said that. Refinery equipment and elixir weapons are the embodiment of personal strength. Wei Dao has refining equipment, which is also his ability!"

On the martial arts field, the fights of more than 4,000 people are extremely spectacular. The vitality is flashing, the strength is scattered, and the swords are repeatedly sounded. Among them, there are many students with strong cultivation, but the battle between Hongxuan and Wei Dao is the most eye-catching! Sometimes the wonderful battle is not the number of people, but the matching of moves, equipment and eyes of the opposing sides!

"This son is so strong. Wei Dao is not his opponent at all! It seems that there is only..."

In the stands, a fierce light flashed between the eyes of the black and white two old men, and a strong and majestic mind came out, carrying the momentum of running rivers and rushing to Hongxuan!