Chapter 218: Xuantian Huiwu(1/2)
The appearance of the sea eye twisted Ding Feng's body. The powerful tearing force made him look extremely miserable, but his expression was calm and he was not nervous.
"The golden crow of the fiery sun is the source of the sun!"
Ding Feng's body exploded and turned into a big sun. The sun was magnificent, and there was a golden turtle inside, shattering the twisting power of the sea eye in an instant, and the sea eye exploded.
Xuan Yu's face turned pale, and he took more than ten steps back before stopping, "Have you actually broken my magical power?"
"lucky!"
Ding Feng smiled slightly.
Xuan Ying stared at Ding Feng tightly, "You have deduced the elementary magical power to the Great Sun Golden Crow Technique to this extent, and has almost reached the level of intermediate magical power. It is amazing, really powerful."
"I can't do anything else, but I have a good understanding."
Ding Feng said not humbly at all.
Xuanying didn't think so and said, "Tomorrow I will inform the whole sect that you are my secretly trained disciple to prepare for participating in the Xuantian Martial Arts in three years."
"Xuantian knows martial arts?"
Ding Feng was stunned, and suddenly realized in his heart, and he understood why Xuanying didn't use thunderous means to him.
Xuan Ying nodded and explained: "Within a radius of tens of millions of miles, there is a first-class Xuantian Sect that controls this sovereignty. Every thousand years, Xuantian Martial Arts will be held to select excellent disciples from various subordinate sects and aristocratic families to train them. For small sects like us, it is a great opportunity. If you are selected, it will be of great benefit to you and the sect."
"Our Xuanshui Sect is a subordinate sect of Xuantian Sect?"
Ding Feng suddenly realized.
"That's right."
Xuanying responded.
The next day, the sect leader Xuanying used a thousand-foot Dharma body to summon all his disciples. He introduced Ding Feng to everyone, saying that he was his personal disciple. As for Liao Kong, he was sent out because he arranged a secret mission. If he was told to leave the damage outside in the future, it would be left alone.
After the introduction, Xuanying disappeared without a trace, but Ding Feng's trouble came.
"You need to be mentally prepared."
Xuan Yu beside him smiled strangely.
"Psychologically prepared? Why?"
Ding Feng said in confusion.
"Look?"
Xuan Yu pointed at the disciples of the sect that were surrounding him, flashed and retreated to the distance.
Feeling a strong fighting spirit, Ding Feng smiled.
"Ximen Chuxue, the disciple of the Sect Master?" Wang Yangming flew over and landed a hundred meters away. His eyes were shining. He had just returned from a good Taoist soldier and went to find Liao Kong to take revenge, but he learned that the other party had been sent out, which made him very angry. He also found that the Sect Master had accepted a disciple of the Sect Master, and he couldn't help but feel jealous.
Who is my Wang Yangming inferior to me?
He has extraordinary understanding, excellent qualifications, and more decisive minds. He will definitely achieve great success in the future. It would be fine if the sect leader did not accept me as his disciple, but he accepted an unknown person. This is outrageous.
I feel resentful and want to cause trouble for this new disciple.
"Is there something wrong?"
Ding Feng smiled strangely.
"As a disciple of the sect leader, my strength is naturally extraordinary. Senior brother, I want to see what kind of magical powers my junior brother has practiced. It can also give us a long experience."
Wang Yangming said with a sarcastic smile.
"please!"
Ding Feng was not polite, and took out the Sky Light Saber.
"Junior Brother Ximen, it seems that you are confident."
Wang Yangming narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I'm not polite, senior brother."
As he said that, he shook his hand, unfolded a scroll of pictures, spread out and merged into the void. This was clearly a formation map, with eight hundred and ten Taoist soldiers appearing on it, each of which was a level nine warrior, with no light eyes and no mind, but his breaths were linked together and integrated into the formation map.
Ding Feng was shrouded in the array map.
In the distance, eight strong men appeared beside Xuanyu, and Wang Yangming was the top ten disciples of Xuanshui Sect.
"Senior sister, what is the origin of this Ximen Chuxue? Why haven't we heard of the sect leader's personal disciple? What kind of ability does he have to be noticed by the sect leader?"
Yang Xiaoqi, who ranked third, asked.
"Yes, senior sister, what is his origin?"
Feng Gong, who ranked second, also asked.
The other people also looked at Xuan Yu.
The worst of these strong men are all in the late stage of the Emperor.
"He has a great origin. As for the difference, you can just look at it."
Xuanyu smiled mysteriously.
She would never say that Ding Feng has the best divine character. In fact, what shocked her the most was Ding Feng's understanding, which was simply amazing.
On the battlefield.
"Three Talent Sword!"
Ding Feng's sword light turned, and three hundred-foot sword lights appeared above his head, quickly fusing into one and sinking into the green light sword in his hand.
"cut!"
With a loud shout, the sword light tore the formation map of the hazy divine light and cut it into two halves.
Wang Yangming, who was proud, was stunned. He wanted to trap Ding Feng, play tricks first, and then defeat him, but before he could use his strongest magical power, he was broken into the formation map and suffered a heavy backlash.
"How is it possible? I am eight hundred and ten ninth-level warriors. I'm fused with the imperial weapon formation map. Even Senior Sister Xuanyu may not be able to break it. He, he actually cut through the formation map directly?"
Wang Yangming was shocked.
"How can evil demons and heretics achieve enlightenment!"
Ding Feng smiled coldly, stepped forward, and spurted out the sword intent, slashing Wang Yangming with a sword five hundred meters away, slanted his body and cut open a wound, almost dismembering him.
"Who else would like to give me some advice?"
Ding Feng stepped on the void, proudly lying around, ready to establish his authority.
"Junior Brother Ximen, I'll come and meet you!"
This person is tall and arrogant and has a good reputation. He lives up to his name.
Zhang Kuang soared into the air. He had just arrived fifty meters away and entered the air with a knife to break the sky to separate Ding Feng from his body.
This sword is very domineering, and contains the power to move forward and split everything.
"Zhang Kuang? The fifth of the top ten geniuses, known for their domineering swords."
Ding Feng changed his mind and used the primary sword magic power that he had just learned, the Domine Sword. The so-called Domine Sword is the Domine Sword, which means the ferocity of the sword.
The sword light squirted out, shattering the wind and clouds.
A sword fell and knocked the magic sword away. Zhang retreated four or five steps back.
Ding Feng's sword intent was unparalleled and domineering. He was like a demon god. The second sword shook Zhang Kuang down to the head of the clouds. His palms were opened, the sky light sword flew out, and the flowing light escaped the shadow, tearing apart the protective divine light outside Zhang Kuang's body, tearing a hole against his neck, and rotating it in a circle and turning backwards.
"Senior Brother Zhang, I've given up!"
Ding Feng caught the Tianguang Sword and said with a smile.
Zhang Kuang looked ugly, and he touched his neck that was oozing blood. His spine became cold and he felt scared. If this weren't for the competition, he would have probably fallen to the ground and was killed.
"From now on, you will be my Zhang Kuang's senior brother."
Zhang Kuang accepted and stepped aside.
Yang Xiaoqi couldn't help it, and retracted his body and rolled up a strong wind to the opposite side of Ding Feng. After signing up, he said: "Junior Brother Ximen has such strong strength, such strong sword magical powers, and such domineering power!"
"please!"
Ding Feng signaled the other party to take action.
Yang Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, senior brother, I will let you see the world's supernatural powers, how unpredictable!" After the words fell, his figure had disappeared.
"What a fast speed!"
Ding Feng was silent. He had already discovered that the other party had understood the artistic conception of wind, and his speed was naturally extremely fast. He surpassed ordinary emperor-level powerhouses, and this should be his strength.
But if you want to deal with him, it is too bad.
Ding Feng did not move his feet and did not shake his body. He just twisted his arm and stabbed his backhand to the slanted back, forcing Yang Xiaoqi to retreat.
"I am worthy of being a disciple of the sect leader, and I have such a keen sense."
Yang Xiaoqi exclaimed, and his clone turned into shadows, forming nine incarnations, and rushed over from nine directions, "This is the spiral nine shadows, Junior Brother Ximen, see how?"
The nine clones spoke and spoke at the same time, completely consistent.
Xuan Yu's eyes lit up in the distance, and he exclaimed: "Xiao Qi has extraordinary understanding and has actually cultivated the Nine Shadows of Spiral to the Perfect Realm. From now on, there will be no opponents in the Realm of the Great Emperor!"
To be continued...