[Chapter 342 Famous]

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"Is this Uncle Feng Yan's colorful inner spirit? Oh, my God, are there really six colors? When a young disciple saw Feng Yan coming out of the sword, there was a trace of inner spirit on the sword, and he shouted in surprise.

"The six-colored inner spirit, is that second only to the existence of the colorful Holy Spirit? I'm afraid there won't be more than ten people in our Tianshan School with colorful inner spirits... Uncle Fengyan is really a strange person..."

"It turns out that Uncle Feng Yan wants to see what kind of inner spirit those 15 has. Humph, I said, how can that bullshit Uncle Feng Yan compare with Uncle Feng Yan? The new inner disciple defended him so much, and the big brothers also seemed to have a little love for these 15... as if they had known each other for a long time..."

Several people talked about it one after another. The six-color inner spirit wrapped on the Fengyan sword and fought with the fifteenth. He cut it off one by one. Obviously, he did not intend to fight hard, but shook the impermanent sword covering the six-color inner spirit in front of the fifteenth. He wanted to defeat the fifteenth with this kind of heart battle.

But fifteenth didn't take it seriously. He separated Feng Yan's sword moves, and then sent out a sword spirit to force Feng Yan to retreat, but Feng Yan was like a shadow. His footsteps gently turned back, as if his legs were not very weak, and he was a disciple of Ji Xunzi, and his attributes must be the wind, and what he stepped on at this moment However, the pace is also the "Royal Wind Secret" taught to him by Ji Xunzi. The "Royal Wind Secret" naturally focuses on the speed of the body. Originally, Fengyan's "Royal Wind Secret" can greatly promote the power of his sword formula and even attack, but at this moment, in order to show off his colorful inner spirit, he frequently turned around in front of the 15th, like a ghost.

If Feng Yan is fighting against the 15th, 15th will not be afraid, but Feng Yan is weird at this moment. Although he will not hurt the 15th, it makes him extremely annoyed. In addition, Feng Yan does not live in front of him to show off his colorful inner spirit, which is really suspected of playing with an axe.

15's heart suddenly sank and said, "Humph, then let you lose completely..."

The source wooden sword in his hand suddenly grew, and countless canes seemed to be agile snakes, emanating and swam quickly around the fifteenth, forcing Fengyan to approach again. Even if his "The Secret of the Royal Wind" is no longer strange and fast, it is not invading under the net of impenetrable vines.

What's more, the fifteenth vine sword has suddenly ignited a layer of transparent flame. What is transparent color? It is colorless, but the naked eye can faintly see the energy flowing on it.

This is the power of the soul...

A sword with anger? Everyone can't help underestimating the strength of the fifteenth. His realm at this moment is the peak of the realm of the sword. The soul is moved by a layer, and it has achieved the release of the power of the soul.

At this moment, Feng Yan seemed to be stupid. He never thought that 15 had completely surpassed him in the realm, and it was only half a month.

I still remember that in the first confrontation in Fengqiao Town, the strength of the 15th had never even reached the realm of the imperial sword. At that time, although the 15th was powerful, it was just a jumping clown in his eyes. As long as he used his strength a little, the 15th would be difficult to resist. However, with the passage of time, the 15* at this moment has stabilized itself, both in terms of cultivation and combat effectiveness.

Feng Yan seemed to be stupid, and an inexplicable resentment surged in his heart. He suddenly stimulated all the inner spirits, and the colorful inner spirits coiled in the mind were like oil in a boiling oil pan, surging hot air and rushed straight to Fengyan's head.

In an hour, his head seemed to be full of blood, and blood seemed to penetrate from the fine pores.

"Ah..." was greatly stimulated, and Feng Yan roared violently, because he was unwilling to accept that he had surpassed himself in his cultivation on the 15th. His strong personality had made his whole body bathed with blood boil.

The onlookers were so stunned that they didn't even know when Elder Liufei also stood in the crowd. Elder Liu Fei said, "This Fengyan is actually going to hit a layer of soul here? Is it crazy?"

The elder also reached: "I don't think so. He himself is already at the peak of the layer of the sword. At this moment, he is stimulated by the pressure of fifteen on his head, and his body is full of qi and blood. In addition, he himself is a colorful inner spirit, and it is inevitable to break through the obstacles..."

The two were waiting to talk, and there was an unknown time when a Taoist blade appeared all over his body. Under his body, the colorful inner spirits were also constantly overflowing. At this time, another magnificent force in his body suddenly gushed out, and everyone saw a layer of milky white energy quickly covering his whole body without leaving a gap.

After a long time, Fengyan was shining brightly, and a transparent energy suddenly gushed out of his eyebrows. The power of the soul? Feng Yan also released the power of his soul at this time.

"Okay..." The onlookers all made a shocking roar. Feng Yan was able to force himself to break through the obstacles of the realm under oppression and stimulation. He was really talented, and Liu Fei and Elder Yilun also showed joy.

The onlookers in the sword arena are not optimistic about 15th, because most of them are disciples of Fengmeng. Naturally, they want to stand on Feng Yan's side, and the 15th acquaintance of Feiling, Yiyi, Yaofu and others don't know where they are now, but they don't see a figure.

Of course, these are not crucial. He only stared at Feng Yan coldly, but there was a trace of jokes at the corners of his mouth. Yes, Fengyan's behavior made him feel funny.

Even if you reach the soul movement layer, you can't change the fate of being crushed.

15 smiled and said, "Are you ready?"

Hearing the voice of 15, Feng Yan suddenly smiled. He laughed so happily. At this moment, the two no longer needed to use force. At this moment, it seemed inappropriate to use force, because the best competition was the word "false name". What is a false name? Because everything is unnecessary and all is futile. But at this moment, Fengyan just wants to press 15 on this "false name" to affirm himself and exalt himself?

However, Fengyan was doomed to be disappointed... Because the fifteenth had slowly taken back the Yuanmu sword, but a layer of flame suddenly ignited on his body, and the colorful color was like a rainbow across the sky.

Don't you want more inner colors than anyone else's? Don't you want someone with more potential? Don't you want to compare who is more genius? Then I will satisfy you at this moment and make you cry with satisfaction...

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, seven colors, emitting dazzling brilliance. The whole sword arena is as silent as death, like a barren mountain full of dead bodies. Breathing is also difficult to hear.

Suddenly there was a "swaying" crisp sound, and Feng Yan actually trembled. The impermanent sword in his hand had automatically fell to the ground, and then the wind rustled, as if it were the grief and resentment of the impermanent sword. Why did his master abandon his sword and admit defeat without fighting.

Can he not admit defeat? Colorful Holy Spirit, who can have it between this world? May I ask who has this qualification in this world?

"Ah..." Feng Yan's heart trembled and his soul was shocked. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared. Suddenly, he suddenly attacked his heart and spit out blood.

He has always been proud and complacent about having a colorful inner spirit. Since then, he has also thought that his talent is the best in the world, and his strong heart is particularly fierce. However, at this moment, when the colorful flames ignited on 15's body, he actually made him feel that he was an ignorant child in a trance. What a terrible ignorance? Ignorant that a carpenter worker is playing with the axe in his hand at the door of his ancestor Luban. There is nothing more pathetic in the world, and there is nothing more funny than this.

Everyone looked at the fifteen and Fengyan in the field and took a deep breath. Unexpectedly, they witnessed the birth of another monk with the colorful Holy Spirit in their lifetime.

"Roar..." Everyone suddenly cheered with excitement and disbelief. The people who were hostile to the 15th a moment ago no longer dared to underestimate it. Some people even raised 15 as the next Tianshan first person, the next nihilistic sword...

The ** and attraction of the colorful Holy Spirit are really too huge. In a few breaths, the Tianshan faction knows that the "fifteenth uncle" who has been missing for half a month is hidden. He has the same level of the seven-colored Holy Spirit as the first person in Tianshan.

This time, the names and deeds of 15 have quickly become a hot topic for Tianshan disciples.

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