This folding fan turned out to be a magic weapon! !
The folding fan in the young man’s hand waved again, and several shiny ice crystals stabbed out, tearing up the air like a sharp flying knife and shooting at Zhuge Ming.
"Ow"
Long Yinsheng, Zhuge Ming’s sword actually flew out of a golden dragon shadow, and the golden dragon roared and swept across the square. The surrounding air wrapped all the ice crystals and was scattered, forming a unique vacuum zone.
Not far away, the practitioners who watched the battle suddenly broke into a sigh. Zhuge is even more frightened when he is not bright, because the breath of the golden dragon that Zhuge Ming is playing now is exactly the same as the dragon spirit pulse that appeared a few years ago!
"Very good, you deserve to be my opponent Xu Fei." The youth of Xianmu Sect claimed to be Xu Fei, waving the folding fan in his hand, and still looked like a Titan.
"Xu Fei, you are Xu Fei, one of the top ten young masters of Xianmuzong?" The cold voice sounded, and Jin Yao came up. The heavy pressure unique to the then period made everyone’s heart sink, and the sighing practitioners not far away suddenly quieted down.
Jin Yao stood still and said coldly, "Don’t you dare to be so arrogant, Brother Zhuge, just let them know that my Yaohai Sect is not bullied."
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ming’s eyes lit up and nodded.
The major practitioners who watched the battle around also came to the spirit. I didn’t expect such a good show to come out on a boring night. Among these practitioners, a middle-aged man and an old man looked at this scene faintly and were calm. I only heard the middle-aged man say, "This disciple of Yaohai School is very ambitious and his cultivation skills are extremely special."
The old man next to him nodded: "He is really a talented little guy, but unfortunately he is no match for Xu Fei."
Zhuge whistled before dawn, and Jin Guanghua became a dragon shadow around his body, which was harsh. He opened his mouth and spit out two flying swords, which crossed and cut Xu Fei like Changhong.
"A pneumatic mountain river!" Xu Fei raised the folding fan in his hand. This fan is called Shanhe Fan, which is a high-order magic weapon. The mountains and rivers swept out a large blue light curtain, just like the nine-day galaxy falling down.
The sound is like waves, and the waves beat on the shore.
The sound of waves intertwined with the sound of dragons, and a violent Gangfeng swept through. In the distance, practitioners of all major schools felt that they were unstable, and their skin was hurt by the biting cold wind and the compelling edge.
Zhuge Ming and Xu Fei fought together, two flying swords crisscrossed, and they kept cutting at Xu Fei.
Xu Fei is still calm and comfortable, weaving freely between the two flying swords, and the mountain and river fans show up in the wind, turning into a huge fan shadow dancing. Xu Fei, with his hands on his back, looks natural and unrestrained, and the eyes of female disciples of major schools around him are flooded with heat, revealing the color of anthomaniac.
Zhuge Liang stood not far away, looking at Zhuge Ming on the court, and secretly said in his heart that Zhuge Ming’s cultivation was so rapid that he had advanced to the fifth floor of the foundation period. And his temperament has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The golden dragon protects the body as if it were a real dragon.
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Chapter seventy-eight Defeat dazzle according to the period of repair (3)
() "Boom!"
At this time, a majestic mountain flew out of the mountain fan. There were many Gu Song and strange rocks on the mountain, and even some birds and animals could be seen wandering. The mountain was suppressed like a entity …
"A pneumatic mountain river!"
"Bang!"
Two flying swords flew from the mountain and crashed towards Zhuge Ming.
"poof!"
Zhuge Ming flew out, leaving a rare blood flower in mid-air, flying far away and falling to the ground.
The mountain flew back to the mountain fan again and became an ink painting. Xu Fei stands cool, natural and unrestrained, and personable. The practitioners who watched the battle in the distance suddenly began to shout, and Xu Fei, a secret channel, was really one of the top ten young masters of Xianmu Miao Sect.
"Brother Xu, well done!" The young man of seventeen or eighteen who stood by laughed.
A family is happy and a family is worried. At the moment, all the people of Yaohai School are like eating a dead mouse. Their faces are as ugly as they are, and even Jin Yao can’t help frowning.
"What a pneumatic mountain river!" Jin Yao’s voice is cold.
Xu Fei proudly raised his head, looked at Zhuge Ming and said, "Your strength is good, but you can still be no match for me, but in Yaohai School, you are the first person in the younger generation."
Zhuge Ming smiled, wiped the blood on his mouth and stood up, saying, "You are wrong. I am not the first person of the young generation of Yaohai School?"
"oh? Who’s that? " Xu Fei looked at him with great interest.
"It’s him!" Zhuge Ming’s specialty is that Zhuge, who stands not far away, is not bright.
"Brush!"
All eyes immediately shifted to Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Liang frowned, and a wry smile in his heart. He really didn’t know whether Zhuge Ming was praising him or hurting him. At this time, no one wanted to stand on the forefront, but Zhuge Ming pushed him out.
All eyes are on this handsome young man. Although he is not handsome and tall, he is very Wen Xiu.
"Are you the first person in the young generation of Yaohai School?" Xu Fei stared at him with dribbling eyes.
"You flatter me. In Yaohai School, I am a very ordinary person with talent." Zhuge sighed silently and came out.
Xu Fei looked up and down at Zhuge Liang’s gloomy body and sneered, "There are six floors in the foundation period, and a guy with six floors in the foundation period is actually the first person of the Yaohai school."
Zhuge did not stand as bright as Taisong, and his face was silent.
"good! I want to see what you, the first person of the young generation of Yaohai School, have! " Xu Fei sneered and leaned out with one hand toward Zhuge Liang. He was very conceited and didn’t use the mountain fan.
"Bang!"
Zhuge flashed his invisible air palm with a wave of his hand, and Xu Fei flew out in a mess. He was like hitting an air wall, and he stepped back a few steps to stabilize his body. The expression on her face instantly condensed.
There was a silence at the scene, and everyone was stunned and looked at Zhuge. Xu Fei is one of the top ten young masters of Xianmu Sect, and can be said to be the best among the younger generation. In the face of such attacks, Zhuge Buliang actually repelled them with one hand.
"Sure enough, the means are extraordinary." Xu Fei sneer at two, a cold breath in vitro, faint blue light surging.
Zhuge not bright body also lit up the brilliance, harsh white light flashing, as if around his body covered with a layer of holy flame, stupefied.
"what! White light! " Xu Fei’s pupil throbbed.
At the moment, everyone showed the color of shock, and the old man and middle-aged man hiding in the distance also showed a strange look.
The old man was surprised and said, "It turned out to be a spirit root without attributes!"
"Attribute-free spiritual root is the waste spiritual root recorded in ancient books?" The middle-aged man next to him was also surprised.
The old man nodded solemnly and said, "A spirit without attributes is not suitable for cultivation at all. Even if it is cultivated, it will not pass the foundation period. Throughout the ages, there have been several practitioners without attribute spiritual roots, but no one can break the barrier of attribute spiritual roots except the magic wizard who killed Luo five thousand years ago. "
"I didn’t expect that the Yaohai Sect would take in a man with a ghost root." The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head.
The surge of white light, like a hot flame, fills the air around Zhuge’s unlit body. At this moment, Zhuge’s unlit looks incredibly holy.
Xu Fei was surprised: "White light? It’s white light? Are you a practitioner without attribute spiritual roots? "
"Yes!" Zhuge doesn’t nod his head.
Xu Fei’s face gloated even more: "Ha, ha, ha, it’s ridiculous. Who in the world doesn’t know that the attribute-free spirit root is a waste spirit root? It seems that your Yaohai Sect has really fallen. A guy with a waste spirit root should be the first person in your sect’s younger generation?"
Gold dazzling Angle twitched slightly, didn’t speak, just a cold smile.
"The first person of the younger generation is not worthy, but it is more than ten strokes to defeat you!" Zhuge strode forward before dawn, stepping out step by step, as if the whole earth was shaking, and the seven acupoints in his body were flashing together, and the rich white light made his eye holes all be rendered.
"talk big!" Xu Fei whistled, and the mountains and rivers fanned in the wind, as if there were a torrent, and the rich blue light surged toward Zhuge’s unlit. In the blink of an eye, the blue light had completely submerged Zhuge’s unlit.
"Hum! I don’t know what to do! " Xu Fei satisfiedly smile.
But at this moment, suddenly, a flashing white light palm popped up from the blue light, just like catching a dragon and exploring the sea, Zhuge rushed out from the blue light without light, and with a wave of his big hand, all the blue light completely collapsed and vanished.