Chapter 1172: Eighteen Masters of Dayan

A clear sword roar sounded, and thousands of cyan flying swords flew in the air, and where they passed, the void emitted a piercing sound of breaking the air, and a powerful air flow appeared out of thin air.

Wang Qingshan's eyes were cold, and he took a step forward, and thousands of cyan flying swords suddenly turned into a cyan sword more than thirty zhang long, with wide mouth and fangs, and it was hideous and abnormal.

The cyan sword Jiao hovered in the air and pounced on Zhao Richen, with the posture of tearing Zhao Richen to pieces.

Zhao Richen was not in a hurry, and with a pinch of the magic trick, countless yellow gravel flew up, and after a flurry of flying in the air, they turned into two yellow giants more than ten zhang high, covered with a layer of yellow glow, one of them held a yellow mace, and the other held a five-zhang long yellow giant sword.

As soon as his magic changed, the two yellow giants swung their weapons and struck at the cyan sword Jiao.

Sonorous!

There was a series of metallic muffled sounds, and the yellow mace and yellow giant sword slashed at the cyan sword Jiao's body, bursting into a burst of golden light.

Wang Qingshan snorted lightly, his momentum rose, the cyan sword Jiao's light soared, his body grew more than a circle, his body spun quickly, turning into a green tornado, hitting the two yellow giants, where the cyan tornado passed, a large amount of yellow gravel flew into the cyan tornado, making a muffled sound of "dingding".

This is a duel between small supernatural powers and spiritual arts, Wang Qingshan and Zhao Richen are the same, but Wang Qingshan comprehended the sword intent, the small supernatural powers are blessed with sword intent, and the power has risen greatly, and the Yellow Turban Armor itself is not a defensive spiritual skill.

Thundered!

After two deafening roars, the two yellow giants were crushed by the cyan tornado and turned into billowing dust, which was blown to pieces by the powerful air current.

The cyan tornado was like a rainbow, heading straight for Zhao Richen.

Zhao Richen's face became solemn, he used spiritual skills, Wang Qingshan used small magical powers, did Wang Qingshan think that with a small magical power, he could defeat him?

Zhao Richen's magic trick changed, his hands flashed with a large piece of yellow aura, his right hand lightly touched the void, the void emitted a "buzzing" sound, the void was distorted and deformed, and a yellow giant tower more than ten zhang high appeared out of thin air, and the yellow giant tower was full of sunshine, as if it was made of beautiful jade.

Spirit Town Spirit Tower!

The bottom of the yellow giant tower spewed out a yellow glow, and a powerful air flow appeared out of thin air, countless yellow gravel were swept into the yellow giant tower, and the cyan sword Jiao struggled, but it was useless, and it was still swept into the yellow giant tower by the powerful air current.

Wang Qingshan snorted lightly, pinched his hands, and a deafening dragon roar sounded, the yellow giant tower suddenly burst open, and the cyan sword Jiao's body shrank by half, and continued to pounce on Zhao Richen.

Zhao Richen's face was panicked, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, he had not dealt with sword cultivation before, Wang Qingshan's strength was far comparable to his previous opponents.

As soon as his magic changed, countless yellow mist lit up around his body, and the yellow mist tumbled for a while, and suddenly turned into a yellow python more than thirty zhang long, with scales and armor.

Psychic Spirit Swallowing Python.

The yellow python opened its bloody mouth and pounced on the cyan sword Jiao.

Thundered!

The result was the same, the yellow python was torn to pieces by the cyan sword Jiao, and the body of the cyan sword Jiao was reduced by half, but it was only a little longer.

The cyan sword Jiao continued to pounce on Zhao Richen, Zhao Richen's sleeve robe shook, and countless yellow gravel flew up, turning into a yellow sand blade, smashing the cyan sword Jiao.

At this moment, thousands of green flying swords had already arrived in front of Zhao Richen, covering the sky and the sun, blocking all of Zhao Richen's paths.

After countless yellow spirit patterns lit up on Zhao Richen's body, a yellow battle armor appeared on his body.

Thousands of green flying swords emitted a clear sword sound at the same time, and suddenly merged into one, turning into a green and blue giant sword, slashing head-on, and the void where the giant sword passed, was torn apart.

Thundered!

The Optimus Giant Sword slashed at Zhao Richen's body, and small cracks appeared in the yellow armor on Zhao Richen's body.

The sound of breaking the air was loud, and a green rainbow light shot out, hitting the yellow armor, the yellow armor was shattered in an instant, and Zhao Richen's body surface was glowing with a burst of yellow light, which was obviously a magic weapon-level magic robe.

His face turned red, and he was unwilling to lose to Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan took a step forward, the light of the Heavenly Giant Sword rose sharply, and Zhao Richen's pressure increased greatly.

One-step, two-step, three-step······

Wang Qingshan took five steps forward, the light of the Heavenly Giant Sword soared, and Zhao Richen opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of essence blood, his face was slightly pale.

"Okay, in this competition, Wang Xiaoyou won, he is worthy of being the disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Venerable, the nephew of Qinglian Immortal, and he is really talented. ”

Murong Rong's sleeve robe shook, and an invisible force lifted up the Optimus Giant Sword, and the Optimus Giant Sword turned into a little blue light and collapsed.

The Jiedan monks present all gasped, Zhao Richen and Wang Qingshan did not use magic weapons from beginning to end, only with small magical powers and spiritual arts, ordinary Jiedan monks were not their opponents at all.

"Hmph, Zhao Richen, you are too embarrassed for our Dayan Dynasty, and Fa Xiu is nothing more than that. ”

A man's voice full of disdain came from the sky, and a golden rainbow flew in, and after a few flashes, it landed near the ring.

The light dissipated, revealing a golden-shirted young man with sharp sword eyebrows, the gold-shirted young man was tall, carrying three flying swords on his back, and his body exuded a faint evil aura.

"Seven uncles, this is Dugu Yunfei, one of the eighteen masters of Dayan, Dugujia is one of the seven kings with different surnames in the Dayan Dynasty, good at swordsmanship, Dugu Yunfei ranks ninth in the eighteen masters of Dayan. ”

Wang Tianwen reminded Wang Qingshan that the Dugu family is an old immortal cultivation force in the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is rumored that the ancestor of the Dugu family came from the Wanjian Gate in the South China Sea.

"In the next Dugu Yunfei, Wang Daoyou is willing to teach?"

Dugu Yunfei's eyes were fixed on Wang Qingshan, and he asked in a deep voice.

Now when it comes to the faces of the two immortal cultivation worlds, Dugu Yunfei naturally hopes to defeat Wang Qingshan, the Hundred Beasts Conference held by the Murong royal family, the monks of the South China Sea immortal cultivation realm are in the limelight, and the monks of the Dayan Dynasty are just foils, which is also too embarrassing.

"Okay, Wang also wants to meet Dugu Daoyou for a while. ”

Wang Qingshan agreed, he was stuck in the bottleneck, and learning from the masters of the Dayan Dynasty helped him to resolve the bottleneck.

"My cultivation is higher than yours, if you learn, you won't win, three moves are limited, within three moves, if I defeat you, I win, if I can't beat you, it's a tie, how about it?"

Dugu Yunfei didn't dare to be big, there was no void under the fame, Wang Qingshan was not famous in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm and the South China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, so it was better to be cautious.

"Good. ”

Wang Qingshan didn't care about these false names, he knew very well that the best result was a tie, if the monks of the Dayan Dynasty could not come to the stage, the Wang family would also be troubled in the future.