Chapter 160 The Sword goes to the sky

"Hey hey, other people's sword spirits have an attack effect, all of which are very powerful. Although my sword spirits are useless, they have anti-fascination, which actually breaks your charming piano sound. It's really ironic." The immortal sword in Feichen's hand burst into a black light, and the buzzing sound covered up the fairy song in an instant.

"What the master says, anyway, I'm very useful." Qiaoyan stood aside and wandered around Feichen, his eyes flashed, disapproving of this sarcasm, and even proud of it.

"Well, it's more than irony. If there is a master, there is a sword spirit." Luo Xuexin looked at the clever words with contempt, and saw that his fairy song had been broken. Feichen had already pinched the sword formula with a sword. He knew that the other party was going to use the last strong and weak spell, and no longer tried to use the piano sound as an attack method, and the four-foot sword also returned to her hand.

"Haha, you care about me. Anyway, my master likes me, so I treat him like this. What does this have to do with my personality? If you are jealous, you can send it to my door. I also want my master to pity Xiangxiyu." Qiao Yan pouted and smiled, and his eyes were quite disapproving.

"Uh... I have become really tiful with the master for a while." Feichen muttered that the mana flowed on the black sword, and black lights burst out.

Peach blossoms are flying, and they can't stay on the sword. The sky is raining one after another. Luo Xuexin's sword trick is attracted, and the hurricane is blowing crazily for no reason...

The rain hit the body shield of Feichen, stirring up bursts of explosions, shaking the sky and the earth with violent sound. The spell has not yet started, but the momentum is shocking. No one dares to underestimate the mystery.

"Smart words, you protect your body and cover to stop those petals, my lord, I'm going to be serious!" With a wave of Feichen's big sleeves, his whole body retreated obliquely to the sky. Every time he took a step, a circle of void burst open, and the momentum was like gusts of wind knives to deter the sky.

However, Luo Xuexin stood on the ground. The lotus stepped slightly and took a few steps, and there were countless peach blossoms lingering around. The petals gathered together to form a huge pink crane. Under the condensation of peach blossoms, the crane became lifelike, as if it was going to go to nine days.

I only listened to her voice as beautiful as a song, deep but not losing her vitality. She made swords with two fingers, drawing a big array of gossip yin and yang one by one, and then the sword came to respond and formed a spell. The sword language sang, "In the spring, a thousand wisps of wind penetrated the jade capital, the flowers welcome the white crane singing fairy songs, and ten thousand pairs of colorful owls to the sky."

I don't know how many cranes are formed under the condensation of petals, each of which is as big as a human shape, and the pink and white feathers also make people admire its beauty, but if this stunt is only like this, it is not worthy of the spell on which she decides the winner. As soon as the crane took its place, there were countless phoenixes flying in the sky. Each one was colorful. The wings were three or four feet wide, and the tail was ten feet long. The colorful phoenix sings, the crane sings, and the world suddenly has a peaceful atmosphere. I don't know which school's stunt. It can cover the sky overwhelmingly. The fierce momentum is the only thing seen in Feichen.

Seeing that the top of Qingxuan became the scene of thousands of birds singing, the people outside the field made a sensation. Compared with this scene, the unfinished Feichen standing in the air seemed extremely thin. From afar, they only saw Feichen condensed a black light in the sky. This light condensed on his sword, forming a black line. It's just that the black line is a little pure and frightening.

"Sister, will Brother Yun lose? The woman recruited so many phoenixes and cranes. Looking at the peach blossoms that burst when they encounter things, Wen Zhi's opinion... Even if Zhangfeng Zhenren wants to resist, I'm afraid she has to be angry. On the side of the game, Xu Wenzhi and Xing Shuangxue stood outside the big array with their faces covered with cloth on their faces. Originally, they changed from calm to fierce duel, both of them clenched their pink fists, but looking at the bad situation, Feichen was afraid it would be difficult for Feichen to win.

"Well, don't talk about your father. What do you know? Feichen won't lose." Fortunately, Shuangxue Aiwu and Wu categorically denied each other's words and didn't want to mention her father. She escaped this time and knew that she would definitely be punished when she went back, so she disguised herself as some foreign disciples, and she didn't intend to go back so soon. For her, Feichen can easily win in the face of strong enemies countless times. Even if her opponent is Luo Xuexin, who has been promoted to Feixian, she is still full of confidence.

Of course, it was not only the two of them who talked about this unknown spell outside the field, but also the elders gathered together by Qing Xuanmen and several Zhangfeng Zhenren.

"I can't imagine that in just over a hundred years, the changes in the world have changed so much. Out of such outstanding figures, don't mention Li... Yun Feichen, this holy sword gate Luo Xuexin alone, no one in the contemporary Qing Xuanmen can beat." Zuo Qiulong looked at the meek and unhappy Li Fanzhen, and his expression was depressing. As soon as these tens of thousands of phoenixes came out, he had unknowingly opened the strength of the whole young generation of Qingxuanmen several times. The helplessness of it did not make him feel sad.

There are also countless elders behind him sighing. In retrospect, it is really difficult to accept that he is now the first place under the jurisdiction of the young generation of Qingxuan.

"Yes, since Ruqing's sister, this is the only time that shocked me. It's like returning to the top of Qingxuan a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, Li Feichen and Ruqing fought on the top of Qingxuan. At that time, um, I remember that after the two people practiced from the holy land of Qingxuan, they fought dark and difficult to understand. Unexpectedly, he knocked a corner off the top of Qingxuan, which really scared my old bone, but also made a cause.

In the next session, Si Mingxiang and Xing Junhua followed their footsteps. I remember that it was at that time when they were elected as Zhangfeng Zhenren. Alas, how young are they? The cultivation is already strong and horizontal. Looking back on the past, why did our Qing Xuanmen lack amazing characters? But what about now? After only a hundred years, the world has become such a situation, which makes people feel melancholy. Ten years in Hedong and ten years in Hexi, the teacher brother can't blame me for talking too much and telling the truth. Quan Zhongbao also shook his head and said a lot of words, and the spearhead was already looming.

Li Jianyun knew that it was him. His eyes flashed with a touch of pain, but he instantly returned to his usual, but his strength was not good, and he could say anything. Although Yun Feichen was the sixth level of immortals, he was a flying immortal cultivation. Even if his brother re-cultivated, it was too fast and ridiculously fast. He worked so hard, but he only The eighth level of the Taoist immortals, what can I do? And Luo Xuexin is even more powerful. She may be as old as herself, but she has soared in the day and has been promoted to the ranks of flying immortals known as semi-immortals. How can such frustration not make him sad?

He had no intention to struggle with these cultivation problems, but it did not mean that others would not affect him. He was the only pride of the whole Qingxuanmen. He was less than 30 years old, but he achieved the first name of the young generation of Qingxuan by steadily, and he was the only son of Li Fanzhen a hundred years later. According to In theory, he should inherit the position of Qingxuan, but how does his current strength have this qualification?

In the end, what he thought was that he met his half-brother, Li Feichen. The two of them looked so similar and were so similar in age, so he had the idea of giving way to his brother and then being free. His heart was in the Tao, and he just wanted to become an immortal, and his achievements were not to die, so the head of this position was Treat it calmly, don't peep at it at all, and don't fight for it, but what is the pressure in front of you? He looked at the woman sitting next to Li Fanzhen and Li Fanzhen, who looked temer. His mood was so complicated that he was at a loss. For the first time in his life, he had the idea of becoming stronger.

"Jian Yun, what's wrong with you?" Li Fanzhen found that his son's expression was abnormal. He said in a warm voice, and did not pay attention to the jokes and dialogues of other palms.

"Father, it's nothing." Li Jianyun replied respectfully that he was different from Yun Feichen. Yun Feichen was wild outside and delicate inside, but he was as introducted as his father in both inside and outside, and treated everything as usual.

"Well, that's good." When Li Fanzhen saw that the other party didn't say anything, he gave up. He was thoughtful and naturally knew that his child had been hit physically and mentally.

And Yuxianfeng Zhangfeng looked at Li Jianyun. After the other party looked back, she nodded slightly and stared at the situation in the field. It was not as many words as Quan Zhongbao and Zuo Qiulong, but when she looked at Feichen, her eyes were always so dark.

In the field, Qiaoyan stretched out his hands forward, and the protective shield frequently blocked countless flying phoenixes and cranes. Each of those cranes collided into the hood and exploded into countless fragments. The explosion was only strong, pushing the Feichen of the condensed sword formula more than ten feet, and every time those Luan phoenixes hit, it said that the colorful light also opened. It began to devour the dark light slowly condensed in his hand, and the situation looked quite bad.

"My lord! Not yet? I can't stand the clever words! How can I be the enemy of this 'millions of fairy birds singing'? The anger obtained from the thousands of blood river monsters killed before will be exhausted again. Whoo... When will my poor Qiaoyu sister come out? If you win this time, you have to compensate for so much anger!" That Qiaoyan's face was sad. You should know that the anger of the creatures in heaven and earth is the energy of her survival in the world. Feichen has gained so much anger from the immortal sword. Originally, it was enough for her to survive, but she still had the strength to save and resurrect the clever words. Now in order to resist this 'millions of fairy birds singing', she consumed so much at once. How can she not be heartbroken?

"What are you tying about? Sir, I'll kill this little girl! Hey hey, look at me!" After Feichen laughed, the black light began to devour the void, and saw his sword formula chanting: "The fairy road is vast, and the sad song is like a dream for half a life. The sword goes to the sky, and a thousand years of sword breaks the void!"