Chapter 78 The Repairer of the Dazzling Period 3
"Boom!"
At this time, a magnificent mountain flew out of the mountain and river fan. The mountain is forested with ancient pines, strange rocks and rocks, and even some birds and beasts can be seen wandering. The mountain is suppressed like an entity.
"A pneumatic mountain and river!"
"Bum!"
The mountain bombarded two flying swords and hit Zhuge Ming.
"Puff!"
Zhuge Ming flew backwards out, leaving a touch of evil blood flowers in mid-air. He flew far away and fell to the ground.
The mountain flew back to the mountain and river fan again and turned into an ink painting. Xu Fei stood indifferently, unrestrained and gracefully. The practitioners watching the battle in the distance suddenly shouted, and secretly said that Xu Fei was indeed one of the top ten young masters of Xian Miao Sect.
"Brother Xu, well done!" The seventeen- or eight-year-old young man standing beside laughed.
The family is happy and the family is worried. At this moment, the people of the Yaohai faction are like eating dead mice. How ugly their faces are, even Jin Yao can't help frowning.
"What a pneumatic mountain and river!" Jin Yao's voice was cold.
Xu Fei proudly raised his head, looked at Zhuge Ming, and said, "Your strength is good. You can still not be my opponent, but in the Yaohai faction, you are also the first person of the young generation."
Zhuge Ming smiled, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and stood up and said, "You're wrong. I'm not the first person of the Yaohai youth generation?"
"Oh? Who is that?" Xu Fei looked at him with interest.
"It's him!" Zhuge Ming pointed to Zhuge, who was not far away.
"Brush!"
Qi brushed his eyes suddenly turned to Zhuge Fuliang's body. Zhuge Fuliang frowned and smiled bitterly in his heart. He really didn't know whether Zhuge Ming was praising him or harming him. At this time, no one wanted to stand on the tip of the storm, but Zhuge Ming pushed him out.
Everyone's eyes are on this beautiful young man. Although his appearance is not handsome or tall, he is very elegant.
"Are you the first person in the young generation of Yaohai School?" Xu Fei stared at him with burning eyes.
"You praised me. In Yaohaipai, I'm a very mediocre person." Zhuge Buliang sighed silently and came out.
Xu Fei looked up and down on Zhuge Butiao's body several times and sneered, "The six floors of the foundation-building period, a guy on the six floors of the foundation-building period is actually the first person of the Yaohai School's young generation."
Zhuge Fuliang stood like Tai Song, and his face was silent.
"Good! I'd like to see what the first person of the Yaohai youth generation has!" Xu Fei sneered and leaned towards Zhuge Fuliang with one hand. He was very conceited and did not use the mountain and river fan.
"Bum!"
Zhuge Buliang waved his palm, and the invisible air palm hit out. Xu Fei's body flew out in confusion. He seemed to hit an air wall, stepping back a few steps to stabilize his figure. The expression on his face condensed in an instant.
There was a silence at the scene, and everyone stared at Zhuge. Xu Fei is one of the top ten young masters of Xian Miaozong, which can be said to be the best of the young generation. In the face of such attacks, Zhuge Fuliang actually repelled him with one hand alone.
"Surely, the means are extraordinary." Xu Fei sneered twice, and a cold breath came out of his body, and a faint blue light surged.
Zhuge Fuliang's body also lit up, and the dazzling white light flashed, as if there was a layer of holy flame around his body, and he was stunned.
"What! White light!" Xu Fei's pupils beat for a while.
At this moment, everyone showed shock, and the old man and middle-aged man hiding in the distance also showed an incredible look.
The old man was surprised and said, "It turned out to be an attributeless spiritual root!"
"The non-attribute spiritual root is the abandoned spiritual root recorded in ancient books?" The middle-aged man next to him also said unexpectedly.
The old man nodded solemnly and said, "The non-attribute spirit is not suitable for cultivation at all. Even if it is cultivation, its cultivation will not exceed the foundation period. Throughout the ages, there have been several practitioners of non-attribute spiritual roots, but except for the magic wizard Luo 5,000 years ago, no one can break the barrier of non-attribute spiritual roots.
"I didn't expect that the Yaohai faction would take in a person with an abandoned spiritual root." The middle-aged man shook his head with a sigh.
The white light surged around Zhuge Fuliang's body like a hot flame. At this moment, Zhuge Fuliang looked extremely holy.
Xu Fei was surprised and said, "White light? It turned out to be white light? Are you a non-attribute spiritual root cultivation?
"Yes!" Zhuge nodded without a bright spot.
The pride on Xu Fei's face was even more full: "Hahaha, it's ridiculous. Who in the world doesn't know that the non-attribute spiritual root is the waste spiritual root. Jin Yao's Taoist friend, it seems that your Yaohai faction is really depraved. A guy with the waste spiritual root will actually be the first person of the young generation of your sect?"
Jin Yao's eyes were slightly **, and he didn't say anything, but just smiled coldly.
"I dare not be the first person of the young generation, but if I want to defeat you, there are more than ten tricks!" Zhuge Buliang strode forward and stepped out step by step. It seemed that the whole earth was trembling. The seven divine holes in his body flashed together, and the strong white light made his eyes rendered.
"It's not a big deal!" Xu Fei roared, and the mountain and river fans spread in the wind. It seemed that there was a torrent of torrents, and the strong blue light surged towards Zhuge Bright. In the blink of an eye, the blue light had completely submerged Zhuge Bright.
"Huh! I don't know what to do!" Xu Fei smiled proudly.
But at this time, the change suddenly emerged, and a light palm flashed with white light popped out of the blue light, like a dragon and exploring the sea. Zhuge Butiang rushed out of the blue light. With a wave of his big palm, all the blue light completely collapsed and disappeared.
Zhuge Buliang stepped against the air, and he rose to the sky like a void step. Every step, the air will fluctuate.
"Boom!"
The huge palm covered the void, and it seemed that the whole void was trembling. Under the pressure of the light palm, Xu Fei's face was immediately on one side, and a big mountain flew out of the fan of the mountains and rivers. The mountain was like a physical body, facing the huge light palm.
"Break!"
Zhuge B didn't drink lightly. With a loud bang, the mountain shattered in response to the sound and dissipated. Although the mountain is like a substance, it is still condensed by real power. The mountain and river fan is a magic weapon of two attributes: water and earth. Xu Fei can only play part of the power of the mountain and river fan.
"A pneumatic mountain and river!" Xu Fei spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the blood pollution pointed to the mountains and rivers fans. The mountains and rivers were shining generously, and a torrent went up against the air and swept towards Zhuge Fuliang.
The invisible air palm shrouded the air and scattered Xu Fei's attack.
Zhuge Buliang stepped on the air and greeted him. Like a streamer, he slapped Xu Fei's handsome cheek.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound echoed, and Xu Fei was slapped out by Zhuge Fuliang. He rolled out for a long distance and splashed endless dust.