Chapter 11 Luohan Fulong, Xuanyin Magic Method

"Swordsman!" The outbreak of cold flying is undoubtedly shocking.

The disciples around stood up and looked at Han Fei with shocked eyes.

The tall and arrogant temperament, the cold and indifferent expression, and the action of killing are simply a sword, a sword overlooking the world.

He looked up angrily, put his hands together, and shouted loudly. In an instant, his body was golden, so not dazzling.

"Angry-eye King Kong Buddha, the dragon Luohan is coming!" Ming Li's hands suddenly opened, like an arhat giant hand, holding a dragon and controlling a crane.

A golden dragon appeared with its tail and quickly circled around Ming.

The drizzle pear ice falling from the sky made a tinkling sound as if it had fallen on the steel wall.

"What a strong defense." Han Fei smiled faintly, and then rushed straight towards Ming with a little tiptoe.

"Good luck!" It is clear that he is like a mad warrior, with his claws leaning forward, like a golden dragon taking water. Two golden apertures are wrapped around his wrists, which is quite strong.

Han Fei smiled coldly, and the sword pointed out, and the two cold swords quickly touched Ming's hands.

"Bang!" The sound of the hard object hitting sounded, and his body trembled, and then his left paw suddenly poked back and made a capture.

The green dragon explores its claws and takes it straight to the life hole.

Han Fei just turned around behind Ming and wanted to attack, but he didn't expect that he could sense the crisis in advance and attack and defend first.

His face remained unchanged, as cold as ever, his eyes flashed with ice, and his cold sword pointed forward suddenly.

"Bang!" The air made a violent explosion. With the two people as the center, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly rolled up, and the white and golden light gathered into a tornado swept up.

The cold and solemn sword spirit and Haoran Buddha power were entangled, and a powerful shock wave broke out.

"Xiaofei is so fierce!" He Yixiang jumped up and praised together with Zhao Wanyi.

The big bull stared at Han Fei's sword, as if he was feeling something.

Yang Xiaomeng and Lei Yun are full of encouragement and shock.

Ye Feng sat next to Mu Yu with a smile and said, "There is really the power in the later stage of foundation construction."

Mu Yu nodded with a smile. Biao Yue looked at Han Fei more, then looked at Zhao Wan and others in the distance and said, "They also have a chance."

Hu Nianshuang looked at the sky in the distance and said, "Xiao Meng is lucky to be able to follow them."

Xiahou Jian smiled bitterly on his vicissitudes and said, "When will my disciple Yaofeng appear a real alchemist?"

Ye Feng smiled gently and looked at Han Fei, who had gradually strengthened the sword spirit below and reached the peak of the foundation-building period. He was gradually doing what he had learned. He couldn't help but say with relief, "I'm really looking forward to it!"

Han Fei and Ming Li constantly use spiritual power to compare attacks, completely clenching the opponent's defensive weakness.

The weakness of Jian Xiu is defense, and Han Fei constantly attacks and then attacks.

The clear weakness is that the speed is slow, so Han Fei has been fighting around him. It is clear that he can only passively attack and defend.

"Drink!" I really couldn't help it. The angry Vajra Buddha statue undoubtedly appeared on his face.

He suddenly took out a Buddha stick from the universe bag and kept spinning and flying.

Under the blessing of his golden Buddha power, the black Buddha stick gradually transformed into a golden dragon with teeth and claws.

He clearly threw the golden stick in his hand and made a huge wind roar. It was like a golden dragon roaring, ferociously rushing towards the cold.

Han Fei dares not neglect. Up to now, the strength of the Ming Dynasty has soared to the extent of the late stage of foundation construction, and he has attacked each other with his ten-tenth sword power without falling behind.

What we need to compare now is their understanding of the Tao, that is, the unique skill.

Taking a step back, Han Fei pulled out the Xuantie Sword and felt the spiritual connection between the Xuan Tie Sword and his mysterious. Han Fei sneered confidently.

Slowly, at the moment when the golden dragon's tusks were about to jump in front of him, Han Fei slowly picked up the Xuantie Sword from the bottom up.

It's just a simple sword-picking action, but in Han Fei's hand, there is a mysterious feeling.

It seemed to be the closest feeling to Taoism. An unspeakable fluctuation of sword power flashed out of Han Fei's body, and the fluctuation quickly converged into a hexagram at Han Fei's feet.

"Gossip!!"

Several seniors stood up in shock at the same time.

Mu Yu Ye Feng and the five people could not remain silent and steady. They only looked at Han Fei's eyes with surprise, surprise and worry.

"Kangua, the waves have changed!"

"Wang!" The vivid waves swept up, like the most violent waves. The cold sword spirit is more dense than the drizzle, pear blossom ice just now, and there is also killing.

The amazing momentum emanates, and the powerful sword wave is like a cruel ancient beast.

The sword wave will cover the five-clawed golden dragon mat. Jinlong only supported for a short moment in the waves, and was cut into pieces by the dense sword gas, and then cut into powder by the chaotic sword gas, and finally frozen into ice slag by the cold breath.

"Wow!" Han Fei shook his body, although he could control the power of the waves.

But when he tried to use all the sword power, the move he made was so strong.

It is also in the late stage of foundation-building, but after the cold waves surged out, he is definitely in the ranks of the first person in the foundation-building period.

He looked at the huge sword wave in a little flusteredly, and then sighed and said, "Amitabha, the cold master's sword spirit is amazing, and he admits defeat."

"Wh!" Han Fei immediately smiled. Changdu of Fulong Temple outside the field smiled kindly and suddenly appeared in front of Ming. With a big hand, a golden giant palm appeared in the void, and flatly patted the cold sword waves.

The sword wave suddenly couldn't stand the clapping of the giant palm and suddenly collapsed.

Han Fei is not affected by any attack. As long as he recovers his mental strength and his strength is dispersed, he will not be affected in any way.

Han Fei nodded with a friendly smile to Changdu and Ming, and then left the Bidou platform.

He won a victory for Xianxiazong. Now, Xianxiazong has won several games. He and He Yixiang and Zhao Wan have won three games. Some disciples of Xianxiazong who were originally confused and alienated in the early days of Hanfei's foundation also occasionally won one.

Mu Yu stood up happily, and Ye Feng also followed him intentionally or unintentionally. Looking at their posture, it seemed that he was looking for Hanfei.

The next time is the battle between Xuanyin Temple and Wuji Sect.

The attack of the disciples in the foundation period of Xuanyin Temple can be said to be mysterious.

The dust turns into tens of millions of filaments, which is impenetrable to cover the bucket platform. There is a breeze between the lotus steps, which is not ethereal.

Xuanyin Miaofa Lianhuajing!

is the practice of Xuanyin Temple, and Han Fei is finally lucky to see it today.

(I'm sorry, I've been busy with work recently. The number of updates and the number of words can't reach the ideal goal, and I can't get the full attendance this month. It's a pity! I hope you can support Zhang Hongtiao, thank you)