Volume 2 Treasure Hunt

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The result of the competition is not difficult to imagine. Feng Fan sent out countless rounds of attacks on the Tsing Yi monk at the moment when the Ancient Spirit Void Array disappeared, and the opponent was finally easily defeated by Feng Fan because the True Yuan was exhausted. The owner of the island, Xu Hanyang, announced the results of the competition, and then announced that the ninth round of the third and fourth place battles and the tenth round of the final will be held tomorrow.

Feng Fan left the arena under the shocked gaze of many monks, and this time he used the Ancient Spirit Void Formation Talisman, which caused such a big shock, Feng Fan didn't care. Because after Feng Fan obtained the Tiyuan Pill in this competition, he would immediately leave Xingri Island, find a safe and remote island in the sea area, and then cultivate penances until he condensed the Yuan Infant. As long as the Yuan Infant is condensed, the sky will be high for birds to fly, and the sea will be wide for fish to leap.

On the second day, the ninth round of the competition began, and after more than half an hour of competition, the other opponents finally decided the winner. After announcing the results of the competition, the owner of Xingri Island, Hanyang, announced the official start of the tenth round of the competition. Feng Fan faced a blue-shirted young man, this person had clear eyebrows and a heroic posture, a pair of starry eyes faintly 'shot' a domineering spirit, and a pair of white and shiny teeth could be seen from the slightly open mouth.

After the two reported their names to each other, they invariably opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover, after all, it was the last round of competition, and the opponent fought all the way, and he was definitely a person with superb strength, and neither of them dared to be careless.

Feng Fan raised one hand, and the golden ring in the Five Elements Xuan 'Meng' ring, which had already been locked by his divine sense, flew out violently, and 'shot' at the blue-shirted young man with a scream. The blue-shirted boy pinched his hands, and countless ice mist poured out, quickly forming a closed ice shield around his body. A burst of ice-breaking sounds filled the four fields, and the golden rays and white lights were 'intertwined' together, and the brilliance splashed everywhere, swarming towards the surroundings violently. Feng Fan pointed at the golden ring, and as the true yuan in his body swarmed out, an aura equivalent to the peak level monk of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant surged out, and the golden ring exuded ten thousand golden rays, and its momentum was even better. A series of crisp cracking sounds came, and countless subtle cracks appeared in the white 'colored' shield around the blue-shirted boy's body, and there was a tendency to continue to expand, as long as the ice cover shattered, the Golden Ring Ancient Treasure could drive straight into it, directly attacking the blue-shirted boy's True Yuan Imperial Shield.

"The strength of the early peak level cultivator of the Yuan Infant!How is this possible?" The face of the blue-shirted young man in the ice cover was even more 'yin' and cold than the cold ice, and he let out a low cry in his heart, and then frantically injected the true yuan in his body into the ice cover around his body.

A breath equivalent to the peak level monk in the early Yuan Infant period also gushed out from the body of the blue-shirted boy, and the ** cultivation of the blue-shirted boy was extremely special, and he could even exert the strength of a monk of this level. And after the rapid injection of the blue-shirted boy Zhenyuan, the cracks on the ice cover were actually closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a wave of one hand, Feng Fan surged out with an even more powerful aura. The golden ring was shining brightly, and it actually exuded the power of a peak level monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period. Under Feng Fan's '' control, Gu Bao unleashed a fierce attack on the ice cover.

"This son is actually able to exert the strength equivalent to the peak level of a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period! Could it be that this son is cultivating the legendary super-level **?" Xu Hanyang, who was watching the battle, felt the sudden violent power of the golden ring, and his face changed slightly towards the black-clothed old man beside him.

"It's unlikely, the super-level ** is just a legendary **, and it generally doesn't appear in the mortal cultivation realm. Although this son, as a peak-level monk in the late stage of Huadan, can exert a strength that exceeds his cultivation by two levels, it is unlikely that he has cultivated a super-level **, maybe this son has some kind of secret technique and will temporarily improve his cultivation. The black-clothed old man groaned for a moment, and his divine sense echoed.

"This Feng Fan brought us more and more surprises, and we don't know what incredible things we will see next. Xu Hanyang swallowed his saliva, his face surprised. Similar suspicions have sprung up in the hearts of many monks, and they can exert their strength by two levels beyond their own cultivation, which shows that this monk's cultivation is extremely special. By now, there are already many people who are doubting Fengfan's identity.

"Daddy, I suddenly understand a lot of things in Star Demon Island now. As a peak-level monk in the late stage of Huadan, Brother Feng was able to exert a strength that surpassed his cultivation by two levels, and it was very likely that the seven strange monks who encountered him in the Star Demon Island would be killed by him in an instant, because in the face of a monk who could exert the strength equivalent to the peak level of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the seven peak-level monks in the late stage of Huadan were not vulnerable at all. Feeling the powerful power emanating from the golden ring, Yuan Yuhan, who was watching, immediately transmitted a message to his father's divine sense.

"Yes, this son's identity is extremely suspicious, and he can exert two levels of strength beyond his own cultivation, which shows that this monk's cultivation is extremely special. This kind of ** can only be possessed by large cultivation forces, and it is absolutely impossible for scattered cultivation to have this kind of **. Yuan Yuhan's father nodded.

At this time, countless cracks had appeared in the white 'colored' ice shield around the blue-shirted boy's body again, and as the golden ring raged and bursts of crisp sounds came out, those cracks became larger and larger, until at a certain moment, the white 'colored' ice cover finally shattered completely.

The golden ring carried more than a thousand pounds of pressure to lock the blue-shirted boy, and then smashed it hard against his opponent. The blue-shirted young man raised his hand violently, and a huge white 'colored' ice blade shot out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, it met the golden ring, although the golden ring did not retreat at all, but it still slowed down under the full force of the white 'colored' ice blade.

Feng Fan pinched the trick with one hand, and with the use of the teleportation technique, his figure instantly appeared in front of the blue-shirted young man. A flash of blood flashed, and a bloody axe diffused with bloody aura slashed at the blue-shirted boy.

The blue-shirted young man was startled, his body quickly retreated, and then he quickly flicked the storage ring on his finger, and a black 'colored' shield suddenly 'shot' out and blocked in front of him. "Zheng Zheng ......" Countless extremely harsh sounds came, and the blood axe unleashed several fierce attacks on the black 'colored' shield that was also an ancient treasure in a very short period of time. Although the shield barely blocked the attack of the blood axe, the thick bloody aura hit the blue-shirted boy through the shield, causing the blue-shirted boy to endure an unbearable coercion.

What made the blue-shirted boy even more horrified was that at this time, the golden ring that had completely defeated the ice blade also flew over, attacking the black 'colored' shield in front of his body together with the blood axe. Under the combined attack of the two ancient treasures under the control of Feng Fan's 'Cao', which has a strong strength, the black 'color' shield kept retreating, and the golden ring and the blood axe were like a bamboo.

The blue-shirted boy flicked the storage ring, and seven or eight talismans flew out, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into seven or eight white 'colored' skeletons, all of which had a small shield on their left arm and a small axe in the other.

The blue-shirted boy made a one-handed move, and the black 'color' shield was instantly taken back. The blood axe and the golden ring let out a soft 'groan' at the same time, and then rushed forward, fighting with the seven or eight white 'colored' skeletons formed by spirit runes. All the skeletons danced with small axes and slashed at the blood axes and golden rings, each of which flashed with light.

Feng Fan's body suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of the blue-shirted boy, and without hesitation, he waved his left arm, and a black 'colored' dagger stabbed at the blue-shirted boy. The blue-shirted young man didn't show a trace of panic and confusion on his face. Seeing this, Feng Fan was a little surprised in his heart, and suddenly felt a strange True Yuan 'wave' behind him.

Feng Fan was startled, and did not hesitate to cast the teleportation technique again, not only giving up the attack on the blue-shirted boy, but also staying away from the same place. And where he was standing, a gray 'colored' sword aura suddenly appeared, making a 'hole' in the earth.

"Hidden Sword**!" Feng Fan, who was more than ten zhang away, secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and couldn't help but think of Feng Xueyao, who had fought fiercely with him in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains. If it weren't for his superior divine sense and strength, he would have been defeated by this sword just now.

"Hidden Sword**!He actually has such a spell?!" Seeing that the blue-shirted young man issued such a spell, Xu Hanyang, who was watching the competition in the field, was shocked to the old man in black.

"It's this kind of spell, I didn't expect a monk who entered the 'door' as a casual cultivator to have such a spell, it seems that I should find a chance to get this kind of spell from this son, after all, this kind of spell can be called a nightmare for opponents of the same rank and low level, once it is mastered by my Star Island, it will be of great benefit to the strength of my Star Island. "The old man in black 'revealed' a greedy 'color' on his face, and echoed Xu Hanyang's divine sense.

The competition between Feng Fan and the blue-shirted boy has just begun, and it has set off a lot of **, one can exert two levels of strength beyond his own cultivation, and the other actually masters the hidden sword**, which makes the faces of many monks full of excitement.

The blue-shirted boy didn't pay attention to the white 'colored' skeletons that were fighting with the blood axe and the golden ring, but pinched the trick with both hands, and countless subtle 'waves' appeared in the void in an instant. All monks at the peak level and below in the early Yuan Infant period could not feel these countless 'waves', and only monks beyond this level could feel these countless extremely subtle changes with their divine sense.

As soon as the blue-shirted young man's hands changed, countless transparent flying swords had already taken shape, and under the urging of his divine sense, these transparent flying swords swept towards Feng Fan. And these changes can only be felt by the monks of the initial level and above in the middle of the Yuan Infant, as for all the monks at the peak and below of the early Yuan Infant, they don't know that countless flying swords have actually appeared in the void, and they are thinking about Feng Fan and strangling.

Feng Fan, who had already sensed the sword qi in the sky, waved one hand with a sneer, and as a huge amount of True Yuan was injected into the True Yuan Imperial Shield around his body, the cyan 'color' shield suddenly shone brightly. Countless crackling sounds came, and there were violent surges around Feng Fan's body. The strongest blue-shirted boy who could only exert the strength of the peak level monk in the early Yuan Infant period could not harm Feng Fan at all.