Zhu Wuji's face changed in shock, the sword and shield just now only lasted for one breath, it could be said that it was broken with one touch, the fire feather fell, he roared and the long sword appeared, and a heavy sword shadow appeared in front of him.

The shadow of the sword flickered into an arc-shaped shield, and countless thin scales appeared on it.

The next moment, the fire feather fell on the shield surface, and under the shield, Zhu Wujian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the light on the sword and shield flashed, and those fire feathers that were slightly missed all slipped away, but even so, the sword and shield were in danger.

With a loud bang, the sword and shield shattered, and He Qi swung out a punch, hitting Zhu Wujian Dantian hard, scattering his thin talisman sword qi, and completely shattering the Dantian Yuanhai.

At the same time, several pieces of fire feather red light flashed into Zhu Wuji's body, which was shot away by He Qi.

"Stop", unexpectedly, this sharp rebuke was Luo Feiyang's voice, and Elder Nayuan didn't say a word from beginning to end.

"Alas, Elder Yuan, this seat is still a step slower," Luo Feiyang said with a smile.

Elder Yuan smiled gloomily, "It's that Master Zhu's nephew's skills are not as good as others, and this can't be wronged by Master He's nephew." "Nima hurt someone who wasn't his, and he didn't feel heartache at all.

Zhu Wuji, who was struggling to get up, couldn't support it anymore when he heard Elder Yuan's words, he fell down and fainted to death, He Qi shattered his dantian, and the golden black fire feather burned his meridians again, although this person was not killed on the spot, but the foundation was destroyed, and it was difficult for him to rebuild it on his own.

Kurong Mountain's Wood Emperor Immortal Recipe can save those who are cut in two, but it is very tricky to destroy the dantian, even if the sect spends a lot of effort to rescue, this Zhu Wujian is not as good as before.

His damaged dantian will be like a leaky jar, hard work to spit out for a day, inexplicably lost half of the night, and the meridians are completely damaged, even if it is repaired again, it can't be like the previous wanton urging the true yuan.

"It's just that I heard that Master He's nephew and nephew have an extraordinary jade bone technique, and when I see it today, the God Slaughter Law Appearance is also majestic, and the strength of the past can be hidden deep enough," Elder Yun said as he looked at the Golden Crow Law Minister.

As soon as He Qi's hand was sealed, the golden black law flashed and then turned into the vitality of heaven and earth and disappeared without a trace, and the disciples of the Hundred Battle Pavilion looked at He Qi with surprise and envy.

Luo Feiyang smiled and said: "The Slaughtering God Method Xianghe Senior Nephew just practiced three days ago, and was about to go to the Demon Suppression Peak to practice his hands, I heard that Senior Brother Yuan, you have a good little son, and he is a young talent in the Demon Suppression Peak, so call him to come over and practice with Senior Nephew He!"

Luo Feiyang is the lord of the first pavilion, and now he is threatening the power of victory, and he has the courage to threaten Elder Yuan.

Elder Yuan's body trembled, and his heart retreated, but the battle of tongues on his lips did not show weakness, "The Hundred Battle Pavilion is really extraordinary in the hands of Senior Brother Luo, and I believe that Senior Brother Dongfang of Thousand Swords Peak also thinks so."

This time it was not the disciples of the Demon Suppression Peak who folded, but the core disciples of the Thousand Swords Mountain, Elder Yuan felt that the family did not suffer a loss in this battle, and even had a slight upper hand, but the kid who caused the incident was intact, and it was not good for him to go to the Elder Taishang.

"Come on, send Senior Nephew Zhu back to Thousand Swords Peak," Elder Yuan said coldly, his eyes looked at the unconscious Zhu Wujian as if he were looking at a dead dog.

If Zhu Wujian wins He Qi and really marries the daughter of the Yun family, then Elder Yuan will really value the other party, and now Zhu Wujian has failed miserably, and Elder Yuan has no interest in looking at Zhu Wuji.

Luo Feiyang smiled: "Senior Brother Yuan walks slowly"

After Elder Yuan and his party flew away, Luo Feiyang said to the disciples of the Hundred Battle Pavilion in front of him:

"Wait and listen, their elite disciples in the inner sect regard us as whetstones, and we see that they are also whetstones, warriors of a hundred battles, and move forward bravely, this is your example" Luo Feiyang slapped his shoulder heavily when he said the example.

"Emma, fortunately, I have practiced the jade bone technique, if I don't bear the praise, I can't bear the slap of the Luo Pavilion Master"

Luo Feiyang said again: "You are all warriors after the selection of the mountains, I believe you don't have to be those elites, burn, boy"

As soon as he heard it, I rely on it, Luo Ge's main chicken blood is also a must, no wonder he can become the master of a pavilion with his ordinary background, and merge into Han You's eyes.

"Senior Nephew He, you were crushing Zhu Wujian in the battle just now, this seat is not exhaustive, in the small realm, this seat dares to pack tickets, no one can beat you.

You try to challenge yourself, can you reproduce your Ye Lao's past feats, invincible at the same level in the great realm"

For He Qi, the small realm refers to the early stage of the iQue, and the large realm refers to the entire iQue realm.

"Zhao Yanwu, you are out to learn from Master He's nephew"

Several elders of the Hundred Battles Pavilion were dumbfounded, their own people were sparring, and the Hundred Battles Pavilion also had them, but they had never asked the black-clothed people in the early stage of the iQue to compete with the black-clothed people in the later stage of the iQue, especially this Zhao Yanwu had reached the peak of the iQue.

"Obey" a loud male voice pulled half of the people's eyes from He Qi to another young man.

He Qi arched his hand at the young man and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, please advise"

The young man in a green robe with a sword at his waist said, "Senior Brother He, please!"

Luo Feiyang said: "You arrive at two o'clock, but you also have to give this seat a few real levels to come out."

Zhao Yanwu smiled, his solemn expression was greatly relaxed, He Qi had the experience of being forcibly asked by the ancestor of the Yu family to learn from Yu Cuixuan in Yu Pingcheng, knowing Zhao Yanwu's concerns just now, just like himself that day.

Zhao Yanwu raised his hand and signaled He Qi to make a move first, He Qi was not polite, and his hand was sealed, summoning the Golden Wufa Phase.

The three-legged golden crow is composed of an illusory flame, and the wings are as agile as a real bird, the power of the three-legged golden crow Zhao Yanwu has witnessed it with his own eyes just now, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the flying sword.

The red light of the flying sword lingered, and wisps of red light flowed on the blade like magma.

"Interesting, take the fire sword to deal with the Great Sun Golden Crow?"

He raised his finger a little, and the old trick of Jin Wufa was repeated, and hundreds of fire feathers fell like heavenly fire meteors with a flap of his wings, and the hot air was emitted in circles, baking the nearby voids into a blur!

A crimson sword light in the fire feather went upstream, and the fire feathers like a rain of swords converged, and a burst of cracking sound sounded, and the red sword light dimmed for a moment.

Zhao Yanwu was shocked when he saw that Huo Yu was so stakeaway, still above his estimate, and he didn't dare to defend and deal with it with the fire sword, so he hurriedly pinched the sword trick and recalled the red fire sword, and at the same time, his body flew backwards dozens of zhang away.

"That's right, it's really a warrior who is valued by the Lord of Luo Pavilion, this Zhao Yanwu's reaction is really fast, and it is obviously much smoother than Yun Yushu and Zhu Wujian and the like!"

He Qi stepped on the back of the golden crow, and hundreds of fire feathers chased after Zhao Yanwu like a hot torrent.

Zhao Yanwu saw He Qi chasing after him, although his face was solemn, he was not so flustered, he slapped the storage bag with his hand, and two rays of light flew out and levitated in front of him: a black ring and a golden seal.

(End of chapter)