[Chapter 395 Lingfei]

(first update)

Among the five sects, only Murong Fei and Huangfu Song have reached the realm of God by virtue of their own cultivation, and the latter can also be regarded as the first of the disciples of the five sects.

"Big brother!" Huangfu Song was meditating on himself, but he heard someone calling him, but he did not look back and said, "You are here..."

That person is Huangfu Liuyun! He is also a genius disciple of the aquarium. When he met him in Baiqiu Mountain on the 15th, he was already in a psychic realm. At this moment, his cultivation level is much higher than two years ago.

"Big brother, the second elder sent a message to let the eldest brother play in the first battle..."

"A battle on the field?" Huangfu Song frowned. Naturally, he knew the intention of the two elders. If Huangfu Song defeated Feng Yan at this moment, it would definitely make the aquarium famous. However, for Huangfu Song himself, Feng Yan was not worth his action.

"Go and tell the second elder, I know..."

"What? Brother Huangfu can't hold up any fighting spirit? Murong Fei saw Huangfu Liuyun leave and smiled at Huangfu Song.

"No..." However, Huangfu Song's face condensed slightly, "If no one can beat him, I will fight..."

The five sects occupied one side in the stands. In order to see the battle in the field, Huangfu Song and Murong Fei came to the nearest position in the field, which was some distance from the leaders of their own sects. As for the first disciples of the other three sects, they were different from them.

The reason is that the two of them are at peace with the other three disciples...

The Tianshan School held the Tianshan List this time, and the five sects joined hands, but there was also a small friction between their disciples. Because they are all the first disciples in the sect or clan, they always have a competitive spirit for the disciples of other sects, and on the way, discord with each other is inevitable. What's more, Huangfu Song and Murong Fei reached the realm of communication with their own strength. The disciples of the other three schools are all caused by the indoctrination of skills by the elders of the sect. The two are very different, and some barriers are reasonable.

"Is that Xuankong?"

When Huangfu Song talked with Murong Fei, a full-covered figure rushed to the martial arts arena. The hot flame burned like a blood-stained robe. The unknown people in the stands were shocked to see this appearance. What kind of power is it that can be burned intact by the flames? Question mark

The flame is actually the same as the beast controlled by Feng Yan. They are all a kind of control, but the fireman controls the momentum of the flame.

"Fire clan, Xuankong... look forward to your advice..." Xuankong said in a loud voice, accompanied by the inner spirit instantly permeating the whole martial arts arena.

"Roar..."

The people in the stands have been shocked by Feng Yan's momentum, but at this moment, there is another opponent comparable to him. The sparks in the air when the two confronted each other are already exciting.

The roar vibrated, and whether it was the martial arts arena or the surrounding stands, it was already hot.

"The realm of God? Well, Fengyan has never fought with anyone since he broke through to the divine realm. You are the first..." Feng Yan smiled ferociously. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, a similar figure suddenly appeared behind him. The movement of the figure is the same as that of Feng Yan, but the figure is holding a breast in his hand. The white sword...

Wuchang Sword!

The impermanence sword is not an ordinary spiritual sword. Although it is not as good as the fifteen Yuanmu sword, it is also a relatively advanced weapon in the spiritual weapon... As soon as the impermanence sword began to appear, the breath flowed, and the momentum emitted by Fengyan at this moment has suddenly become several times stronger.

Seeing Feng Yan draw his sword, his momentum suddenly strengthened. Xuan Kong's heart was down, and Feng Yan was really good. However, Xuan Kong was not an idle person. The flames on his body became more and more surging, and his chest suddenly condensed into a dark purple sword, which was the same as Feng Yan's impermanent sword, and was also the leader in the spiritual weapon.

And with the condensation of the dark purple sword, the momentum of Xuankong has suddenly increased several times, wanting to compete with Fengyan.

"Hey..." Feng Yan roared, and his whole body had quickly taken action, and Xuankong also saw the move. The two people who had already collided with each other were like two fires at this moment, facing each other violently.

The people in the stands only saw two groups of white and red light constantly touching each other in the field, bursting out of water-like energy from time to time, and from time to time the sonorous sound of metal.

"Oh? Is it lively? Why didn't I see a figure? It turned out that it was a martial arts competition here..." I don't know when there was a young figure standing at the end of the stand. Although his appearance was beautiful, it did not emit any energy fluctuations. Standing next to him, I thought he was an ordinary disciple of other sects, and naturally no one paid attention to him.

"Strange, Brother Feiling doesn't seem to be here, right... Is that Yang Yan?" When the young man saw Yang Yan, who seemed to be injured, sitting at the stand, he suddenly felt a little surprised, "How could you break through to a layer of sword? Not bad, not bad..."

"What is the layer of sword with anger, do you understand it or not? Both of them are genius masters in the realm of communication. How can they use their swords with anger? A female disciple next to the young man looked crazy and thought that the young man was talking about Feng Yan and Xuankong in the field, so he was very contemptuous of the young man who did not know the level. "Which sect are you a disciple of? Unexpectedly, you don't even know this realm of God. I don't think your breath is strong, and you haven't even reached the realm of spirituality. You are really useless..."

The female disciple looked contemptuous, and it was naturally contemptuous to see the shabby clothes of the young man.

The young man suddenly stopped his words, and the female disciple continued: "You are a disciple who has never even reached the spiritual realm. Which school are you from? How can you bring you to such a place of master battle? You didn't sneak in, did you? Or are you a spy?"

The more the female disciple said, the more reasonable it became, and compared with Feng Yan and Xuankong fighting in the field, the young man in front of her was even more worthless and even suspicious.

"I, I'm from Tianshan faction..." The young man seemed a little embarrassed. It seems that the place can't stand randomly, otherwise it's easy to be misunderstood.

Hearing this, the female disciple frowned slightly and said, "Tianshan School? A disciple of the Tianshan School? Can the disciples of the Tianshan School walk freely?

A disciple who has not even reached the spiritual realm is naturally an outer disciple, and this outer disciple is too weak, but why can he walk freely in the martial arts arena? And the female disciple didn't know when the young man appeared.

However, attracted by the beautiful battle between the two people on the field, she will naturally not ask much about this matter, but the contempt and contempt for the weak will not be lacking.

"Hum, since you are a disciple of Tianshan, just go away. There are all masters at the peak of the spiritual realm near here, and even several brothers and sisters have reached the realm of the sword. You are really too eye-catching here, and do you know what the concept of the realm of the imperial sword is? I'm not afraid to tell you that you are so talented and virtuous that you don't want to reach that level all your life..."

This female disciple was really mean. The young man smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, she was ridiculed by the disciples of other sects when she returned to Tianshan. She was really ashamed.

He smiled awkwardly and wanted to retreat. At this time, a shadow came not far away: "Lingfei, what happened?"

"Sister Lingzhi, have you also come here? From this angle, you can see the game in the field very well. Look, that Fengyan is so handsome..."

Spirit? The young man stopped, and the walking sister Lingzhi happened to see the young man. Both of them looked at each other and were stunned.

When Lingfei saw the young man staring at his senior sister, she was a little annoyed and said angrily, "What are you looking at? You, a Tianshan disciple who has never even reached the spiritual realm, also tries to be beautiful. You don't even think about yourself. What is your identity?"

The young man's clothes really can't make people feel so noble. What is Lingfei's identity? For young men who have no strength and no status, they are contemptuous.

However, her words stunned Lingzhi. Lingzhi suddenly blushed, stretched out her hand and grabbed Lingfei's arm, as if pleading, "Ling, Lingfei, don't say..."

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Lingfei was puzzled, but this did not hinder her sense of superiority. She continued to shout to the young man, "Get out of here..."

The young man was slightly stunned, then smiled at Lingzhi, turned around and left.

"Wait, fifteenth brother..."

PS:...I have an exam tomorrow, morning, afternoon, evening, and three exams. I don't have time to code at all, so I plan to take a day off tomorrow... Thank you! Today, it is still two changes of %