"The power of Taixu is actually the supreme skill of Taixu Sect, the power of Taixu!"

"I didn't expect that Pan Linjie had already learned the power of Taixu at such a young age. If I remember correctly, the head of the Taixu Sect spent a full sixty-three years studying the power of Taixu.

I just realized that this guy is truly a genius!"

"The power of Taixu can make a person's strength increase dramatically, and the more he fights, the braver he becomes. Today's Pan Linjie can fight even a strong man who has just entered the Glazed Realm. Young Qin Feng is in danger."

"I never thought that in this ancient tomb event, there would be such two peerless geniuses appearing at the same time. It's a pity, it's really a pity!"

"If Qin Feng is given another three years, this battle may still be a bit suspenseful, but no matter what, time waits for no one!"

"..." When countless immortal sect bosses saw what happened on the top of the mountain range, their expressions changed with shock, and they felt regretful.

In a contest between peerless geniuses, no matter who loses, it will be a great pity.

Originally, they only thought that Qin Feng, who had understood the fourth level of swordsmanship at a young age, was the most amazing young genius in the world. But now it seems that Pan Linjie probably won this victory even though his talent was not as good as it was.

Qin Feng died, and in the future, Pan Linjie can be called the number one genius in martial arts! What a pity, what a pity.

But some people were secretly happy.

...the top of the mountain.

Pan Linjie's momentum continued to rise, the real fire was raging, and he almost wanted to soar into the sky.

The silver gun in his hand seemed to be trembling because of this, and strange and mysterious light patterns appeared all over his body. Each pattern revealed an extremely fierce and fierce aura.

That Pan Linjie has transformed into a mad god, his momentum is astonishing.

Qin Feng stared at Pan Linjie from a distance, his eyebrows furrowed and his face solemn.

This is undoubtedly the strongest person he has ever fought against in his life.

"Huh -" Qin Feng closed his eyes and exhaled heavily.

immediately.

His body trembled.

Boom! The ferocious and violent aura spread wildly, and the condensed and magical golden flames surged out from Qin Feng's body. Even under the bright sun, it was extremely conspicuous.

"Golden Flame!"

"What a weird and special real fire!"

"Is there such a real fire in this world?"

"Looking at its aura, it seems to be more concentrated and powerful than normal real fire. Could it be that Qin Feng has practiced some evil skill?"

"..." Everyone at the foot of the mountain was confused and had questions on their faces.

The Golden True Fire has never been heard of or seen by thousands of people in the Immortal Sect.

But that's not critical, at least not at this moment.

The key is that Pan Linjie has already taken action.

Bang! I saw him stomping on the ground, and his burly body rose directly from the ground, as if he had the power to travel through space, and disappeared directly into the void.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Qin Feng, pointing his spear directly at him.

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Come! The sword roar sounded again, and the shadow of the sword was like a wave.

For most people, this fierce battle is almost invisible. They can only see that on the top of the mountain, there is a constant flash of golden light, and there is a constant spurt of fire. The two colors are constantly colliding.

Every collision erupts with powerful and terrifying ripples of true energy.

Under the impact of such ripples, a small hilltop on the top of the mountain range was quietly shattered, leaving only ruins.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng and Pan Linjie had probably fought hundreds of times.

finally.

Boom! A particularly violent collision, as if the entire mountain range was about to be shattered. Golden light flashed, and Qin Feng's slightly thin body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

There was a thud, and he was buried deep in the rocks, and no movement was seen for a long time.

Instantly.

Hundreds of cities in the entire southwest suddenly became quiet.

A bunch of eyes were focused on the top of the mountain range.

Pan Linjie's burly figure is like an undefeated god of war, soaring to the sky and majestic, making people awe and admire him.

The young disciples of the three major immortal sects are still fighting.

An Zhiya and Enchantress still couldn't decide the winner.

Xue Qiaoqiao and Ye Bai are still in a stalemate.

It still seems very intense.

But in fact, it seems to be over.

Qin Feng was defeated.

Even though he is unparalleled, even though he rises from the mud, he competes with the genius of the immortal sect, but when Pan Linjie uses the power of Taixu, Qin Feng, whose cultivation level cannot be compared with him, is still defeated in the end.

.

This defeat was not humiliating, but it was death... In the dead silence, there was a faint sigh, as if he was regretting the talented young man who had amazed everyone not long ago, but was short-lived... On the top of the tea house, someone was...

laugh.

"It's a pity, it's really a pity that such a genius is gone like this. Even I feel pity for him!"

Pan Changsheng shook his head repeatedly, looking distressed.

Lu Zhufeng's face was gloomy.

Old Taoist Yun Yi frowned and looked at the top of the mountain range in the distance, seeming to be sluggish or thoughtful.

Pan Changsheng shook his sleeves, looked at the two of them and said, "The outcome has been decided. My son has finally become the biggest winner of this event. Should the two elders fulfill their bet?"

"You..." Lu Zhufeng was unconvinced in every possible way, wanting to say that Xue Qiaoqiao hadn't been defeated yet, An Zhiya hadn't been defeated yet, and Pan Linjie couldn't really say he had won.

But when the words came to my lips, I really couldn't say them out.

Qin Feng, such a monster, was defeated miserably at the hands of Pan Linjie. He was smashed into the rock and still has no movement, let alone An Zhiya and Xue Qiaoqiao?

Although the strength of the two of them cannot be underestimated, one is still in a junior grade and the other has entered martial arts for a short time. Compared with Qin Feng and Pan Linjie, there is obviously a certain gap.

Especially Pan Linjie who used the power of Taixu... Lu Zhufeng gritted his teeth and could only bear the pain and forced himself to hand over his Star Meteor sword.

But at this moment.

The old Taoist Yun Yi suddenly laughed out loud: "It's just a slight disadvantage, how can we say that the victory has been decided?

Elder Pan, you think too highly of your son and the Taixu power of your Taixu Sect."

Pan Changsheng was startled when he heard this, and the smile on his face suddenly solidified: "What does Taoist Master Yun Yi mean by this?

Could it be that you want to default on your debt?"

"Debt?"

Old Taoist Yun Yi shook his head: "Just go and feel it, and you will be able to realize that on the top of the mountain range, there is a terrifying aura that you cannot imagine in this life, and it is being born."

"What?"

Pan Changsheng was shocked.

There was an uneasy premonition in his heart, and he hurriedly looked towards the top of the mountain range. He saw that the rock where Qin Feng was was slowly cracking, and dazzling golden lights were coming from between the cracks.

, slowly seeping out.

Along with it, there is an extremely mysterious, ancient, and extremely terrifying aura... Yun Yi's old master's laughter came: "Pan Linjie, the youngest son of Taixu Clan, has comprehended the power of Taixu at a young age. It is indeed extraordinary, but

...That’s all, I hope Elder Pan won’t be impatient and make a big mistake of interfering in this battle!”
Chapter completed!