The woman in red couldn't laugh, and she was also in a daze as those old monsters of the Xuan Period who were watching the battle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Woo......

The mountain breeze blows.

The white water vapor dispersed, and Ling Xian's figure came into view again.

He was still hovering in the distance, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the clouds were light and breezy, as if nothing had happened.

But how is this possible?

All the immortal cultivators just now could see it clearly, he was obviously hit by the attack caused by Huoyunpa.

How can you act like you're nobody?

Is there something wrong with your eyes?

But there were obviously dozens of monks who had just witnessed this scene.

It is possible for one person to be wrong, and it may be a coincidence for two people, but it is impossible for dozens of people to be wrong at the same time.

How did the other party do it?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, and the expression on the face of the woman in red was even more shocked and angry.

A moment ago, she thought that Ling Xian would definitely die, but she never expected that it would be such a result.

The smile froze, and a trace of confusion appeared in her heart.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's that Ling Xian's performance is too amazing.

But naturally she won't admit defeat so easily.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, another treasure flew out of the sleeve.

It is a magic weapon in the shape of a lancet.

There are also several pythons carved on the surface.

An eerie smell bloomed.

And I don't know what kind of treasure it is.

However, Ling Xian didn't have to guess, because the voice of the monk on the side had already reached his ears.

Not to mention the strength of these guys, they have lived for tens of thousands of years, and they have seen each other, and they are all extremely broad.

"Spirit python knife, this is Fairy Zheng's natal treasure. ”

"Yes, I heard that this is made of the scale armor of the 10,000-year-old demon python as the main raw material, not only full of spirituality, but also powerful, among the magic weapons of monks of the same level, it is also a top treasure, and today it can be an eye-opener. ”

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The sound of discussion reached the ears, and most of the faces of the monks watching the battle showed excitement.

However, as the person concerned, there was no relaxation on the face of this red-clothed Zheng fairy.

She couldn't figure out how Ling Xian had dodged her attack just now, and she no longer had any underestimation in her heart.

I saw her slap the back of her head, and she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of natal energy.

After being absorbed by the spirit python knife, the coercion emitted by this treasure actually increased a little, and then this woman hit a magic trick from between her fingers.

The sound of breaking the air reached his ears, and the spirit python knife flashed, turning into a white horse, like a long whale taking water, and stabbing fiercely like Ling Xian's head.

The other party's move can be said to leave no room for error.

Ling Xian could see it clearly.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still didn't hide, and of course, he didn't sacrifice the treasure.

Raise your right hand and point it as a sword.

Stroke forward.

Silently, as if it was just such a simple action.

The monks present all had a look of surprise on their faces.

What is the purpose of the other party's move?

They were shocked to find that they couldn't understand the other party's moves.

It stands to reason that they all exist at the same level, and this situation will never happen.

That Fairy Zheng was also a little puzzled, but then he was replaced by a sneer: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

That's right, she thought that Ling Xian was playing tricks.

But then, the smile on his face was replaced by stiffness.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder came to my ears, and the spirit python knife flew back upside down as if it had been hit by some terrible and heavy weapon.

How can it be?

Everyone's eyes widened again, and they could clearly see that although the other party pointed at each other's swords, they made a gesture.

But there were neither treasures nor sword qi flying out, how did the spirit python knife get knocked away?

Everyone is watching, but no one is clear.

And the shock doesn't stop there.

"Poof!"

The woman in red spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Obviously, in the fight just now, it was not that the two sides were evenly divided, but that she suffered a secret loss and was even injured.

How did the other person do it?

Unknown things are often the most frightening to you, you don't even know how Ling Xian makes moves, how to win, the gap between each other, do you need to say more?

It's not a level at all.

"The predecessors have great powers, and the little woman is convinced. ”

The red-clothed woman's face was cloudy for a moment, and she suddenly became blessed and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, but he was not surprised.

Although this woman is the youngest of the monks in the Xuan period present, but after all, she has lived for thousands of years, as the saying goes, those who know the times are handsome, and the difference in strength between them is very great.

As for the rest of the immortal cultivators, they also had a little bit of awe on their faces.

But most of all, I am still at a loss.

After all, in this gathering, they clearly had bad intentions and wanted to replace the first sect of the Huayu Sect Tiancang Mountain Range to get the throne.

Who would have thought that this would be the result.

That Ling Immortal was not a person who was a fame seeker.

The strength is not inferior to the rumors.

Although Fairy Zheng was only in the early stage of Tongxuan, his strength was definitely above average among the monks of the same level.

However, in the face of Ling Xian, he was defeated in a mess, and he didn't even know how he was defeated.

Seeing that although there were still several immortal cultivators in the late stage of Tongxuan present, they were not sure in the face of this unpredictable Ling Immortal.

Since they feel that they have no chance of winning, these people cherish their feathers, and of course there is no need to sacrifice ugliness.

But what happens next?

Could it be that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, and in the end, it was like Hua Yuzong bowing his head and surrendering.

If you really do this, your two major sects will have to become the laughing stock of the immortal cultivation world.

But no one could beat that Ling Immortal.

A dilemma is the best way to describe it.

Then re-entering the table, the monks of Baiqiao Academy and Flying Sword Valley were a little uneasy, and at the same time they knocked on Ling Xian's side, they were really very curious, how did Ling Xian turn defeat into a victory?

Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

He didn't want to keep it secret, but he really didn't want to be too shocking.

Ling Xian just pointed at the sword blow.

The reason why you can easily break the opponent's natal treasure.

It was because Ling Xian had used the laws of heaven and earth that he had comprehended.

That's right, the secret art of space!

At that moment just now, Ling Xian seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, he did his best, tearing the void with his bare hands and attacking with a spatial crack.

And it's not an ordinary space rift.

It is an invisible crack.

This is no longer an ordinary law of space, it stands to reason that not to mention the immortal cultivators of the Xuan Period, even if they are old monsters in the Tribulation Period, they may not be able to comprehend it.

However, Ling Xian's situation was different, he was cultivating the Heavenly Phoenix True Spirit Technique, and at the same time, he also fused with the Phoenix True Blood.

As the king of birds, one of the most powerful true spirits, the phoenix had already mastered the laws of space, and because of this, Ling Xian's comprehension of the secret art of space far exceeded his own realm. (To be continued.) )