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Chapter four hundred and eighty sixth battle with the realm

The woman in the blue dress who was knocked away by Luo Xiu's move was Elder Xun Xinlian's disciple.

The Ling Feng in front of him was Elder Wuya's disciple, and the Elder Wuya was Xun Wuya, the eldest brother whom Xun Xinlian was Xun Xinlian.

Therefore, after learning about Ling Feng's identity, Luo Xiu knew that this person must have come to stand up for the woman in the blue skirt.

Ling Feng's spiritual sense swept over Luo Xiu unscrupulously and sneered: "I was in seclusion more than half a year ago. After I came out of seclusion, I realized that Junior Sister Xiaolin was bullied by you. You are just a mere second-level Wu Emperor cultivation level and can defeat Junior Sister Xiaolin. It can be seen that you are also a genius."

Ling Feng's expression was very arrogant, strong and arrogant, and he said aloud: "I, Ling Feng, don't bully you by relying on my cultivation level, so I will fight you with my cultivation level of the same level."

Hearing this, Luo Xiu's eyes lit up and he was secretly happy. He was worried just now whether fighting with him would reveal his strength. The other party actually asked for a fight in the same realm, so what else can he worry about?

Ling Feng didn't know this, and still spoke on his own: "If you lose, go kowtow to junior sister Xiaolin and admit your mistake."

While speaking, Ling Feng strode forward, using secret techniques to block the cultivation level and suppress the level of the Martial Emperor's second level. Even so, his aura was still extremely powerful, making Tang Yun and Jin Feitian feel the trembling and oppression of their souls.

"What if I win?" Luo Xiu smiled.

Ling Feng laughed loudly when he heard this, as if he had heard the ridiculous thing in the world, and snorted coldly: "You can't win!"

Before he finished speaking, he was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Luo Xiu. As soon as his body moved, a palm print fell from the air. The traces of the law between his palms and fingers flowed and arranged, suppressing everything.

This is a magical seal method, covering the sky with one palm, suppressing the opponent, with vast power.

As the saying goes, "Wuxu Scholar is famous, this Lingfeng can stand out among the countless disciples of the Xuanmen Holy Sect. It is naturally because he has been through a long battle of killing and fighting. He uses the second level of Emperor Wu to produce a magical seal technique, which has enough power to make the powerful men in the late stage of Emperor Wu terror.

"Stegua!"

Luo Xiu pointed in the air, and the two forces of death and space surged out, turning into a black angry dragon to smash the vacuum, moving and changing, shattering Ling Feng's seal technique.

"boom!"

In an instant, both of them rushed towards Gao Tian, ​​and they all had all their unique skills, and occasionally they used a magical power. The waves of energy were like waves striking on the shore, and they were full of excitement.

The battle here attracted the attention of many disciples of the Xuanmen Holy Sect, including many powerful men from the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. At this moment, I felt dazzled when I saw the two fighting each other.

This is because both of them are fighting with the second level of Emperor Wu’s cultivation, but their attack power is extremely powerful and their combat power is amazing. They are powerful people in the late stage of Emperor Wu of Yue.

Not only that, they have a very high understanding of the realm of law, and they can master all kinds of unique skills at will, even the magical power level moves, and they can master the essence and are extremely powerful.

Luo Xiu only evolved two kinds of magical powers because of the formless nature of the heavens, one was the Fire Yang Seal and the other was the Stegosaurus.

He used these two magical powers when he fought with Chu Feiqiao, and it would not cause doubt when it was used at this moment.

Even though these two supernatural powers are not the supernatural powers collected in the Sutra Pavilion of the Xuanmen Holy Sect, each of them has their own different opportunities, and it is not rare to obtain the inheritance of the supernatural powers of other powerful people.

However, Luo Xiu must master a degree. If he displays too many magical powers, it will inevitably attract the attention of other strong people.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Luo Xiu opened his arms and five fingers, and in an instant, ten sword dragons rushed out, crushing hundreds of miles of voids, with a huge momentum.

These ten sword dragons trapped Ling Feng and moved around him. In an instant, his white clothes were shattered, and more than a dozen blood marks were cut by the sword energy, which was deep enough to see the bones.

"You can use such power to you. I, Ling Feng, underestimated you."

Ling Feng raised his head and let out a long roar, and a quaint bell that was shattered from his eyebrows.

"clang!"

The bell sounded shaking, and the surrounding void was shattered in an instant, and the rolling chaotic energy surged out, as if it was a scene of great destruction.

This inconspicuous ancient bell contained the divine power of the chaotic law. With a shock, Luo Xiu's ten sword dragon magical powers were shattered.

The ancient bell above Ling Feng's head finally escaped from the trap of ten sword dragons.

"A man surnamed Luo, can you force me to use the Chaos Bell!?"

Ling Feng was shocked and angry, "I had to use the Chaos Bell to defeat him when I was fighting with a demon god in the wilderness. Since you forced me to use this treasure, you should die too!"

Ling Feng is disheveled at this moment, and where is the style of a generation of young strong men?

Even the initial exchange changed, which made his heart grow into murderous intent, and he wanted to kill Luo Xiu and then hurry up.

The Chaos Bell is a treasure of gods and demons, and even among the treasures of gods and demons, it is a top-notch item. Its power is countless people who can produce Luo Xiu's divine cauldron.

It is said that there is an innate magic weapon called the Chaos Bell. The Chaos Bell by Ling Feng is not a treasure born in the innate world, but just a textile, but it is also very good.

"boom!"

Ling Feng's murderous intent moved, and the Chaos Bell turned into the size of a mountain, and it shook countless times in an instant, shattering the void and evolving into the scene of chaos and destruction, and was shrouded towards Luo Xiu.

"Black Dragon Battle Gun!"

Luo Xiu shouted loudly and had no choice but to use this weapon. The Black Dragon Battle Spear is now at the level of an innate divine weapon, and its power is stronger than the Chaos Bell imitated by the opponent.

At this point, Luo Xiu finally used some of his hidden strength in this battle with Ling Feng.

"boom!"

He stabbed out with a shot, and the dragon-shaped spear light shattered everything, the void in the sky was shattered, chaos surging, death and space laws were raging, and it was very gorgeous.

A moment later, the Chaos Bell fell into a disadvantage and was thrust hard by Luo Xiu's shot on the bell wall. A deafening sound made a loud noise. The sound waves shattered the spiritual mountain in the distance into powder. Fortunately, no one on this spiritual mountain opened a cave to practice, and it did not affect the fish in the pond.

Ling Feng spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and the Chaos Bell was pulled out, shaking continuously. He stepped back, his face was pale and shaking.

"How is this possible?..."

Ling Feng showed an incredible expression and murmured: "You are just a mere inner disciple, and I am the senior disciple of the God and Demon Elder. Even if I fight at the same level, my own cultivation is at the eighth level of the Martial Emperor. From the perspective of the high level, I look down at the low level and see the fire. How could I lose to you?"

Ling Feng looked crazy and seemed unable to accept this fact. His eyes were red, his aura gradually rose, and his secret technique of blocking his own cultivation.

In an instant, his cultivation level was restored to the eighth level of Emperor Wu, and his injuries improved rapidly.

"Go to die!"

He shouted angrily, and the power of the Chaos Bell was activated again. It was more powerful than before, and it was enough to kill a god and demon!

Luo Xiu's face changed. Unexpectedly, Ling Feng could not afford to lose so much. He was not his opponent in the same realm, so he wanted to use the eighth level of the Martial Emperor's cultivation level to kill him.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Luo Xiu also had murderous intent in his heart. The other party was so aggressive, why should he show mercy?

Just as Luo Xiu was planning to use Xuantian transformation to counterattack, a loud shout suddenly came from the air.

"stop!"

With this loud shout like the warning of the gods of heaven and earth, the void above the two of them cracked open, and a big hand stretched out, pointing at the Chaos Bell. The divine bell rotated and shrank, and flew back to Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ling Feng, you disappointed me so much."

This big hand suddenly changed, turning into a gentle and elegant manly image, with eyebrows and eyes that were exactly the same as Xun Wuya.

"Master..." Ling Feng was also stunned. Chaos Bell was forcibly suppressed, and his mood gradually calmed down, and his face showed a look of guilt.

"I'm sorry, Master, I know my mistake." Ling Feng lowered his head and knelt down with a shame.

"If you can still know your mistakes, you will not be hopeless. So what if you lose in the same battle? You should know your shame and then be brave and practice harder, but you have a desire to kill. With such a narrow mind, what will you achieve in the future?"

"Disciple keeps in mind the teachings of Master!"

"You can remember the best. For your teacher, I will punish you to go back to Guangshan to face the wall for three years. Are you convinced?"

"Disciple, don't dare!"

Ling Feng stood up and looked at Luo Xiu, "I will come to you again in three years to make you feel ashamed of today!"

Luo Xiu remained silent. He had no fondness for Ling Feng at all. As for him to come to fight him in three years, the gap between the two would only be even greater!

Ling Feng bowed to his master again, and then flew back to Guangshan, vowing to practice hard for the past three years, and then he would defeat Luo Xiu with the same level of cultivation.

However, he did not realize that for Luo Xiu, he did not regard him as someone qualified to be his opponent.

Xun Wuya slowly turned around and his eyes fell on Luo Xiu, "My friend, long time no see."

"I have met Elder Wuya." Luo Xiu bowed and bowed.

"You can defeat my incompetent disciple at the same level, which shows how talented you are. I guess you are asking the Taoist building that you should be hiding your shortcomings, otherwise it will be not difficult to open the ninth or even the tenth floor."

Xun Wuya said this not because he saw Luo Xiu's trump card, but because Ling Feng could pass through the ninth floor of the Taoist building. Luo Xiutong's strength at the realm was stronger than Ling Feng, so he naturally had such combat power.

"I just like to be low-key." Luo Xiu smiled embarrassedly.

"Haha, it is a good thing for young people to be low-key. You should not be too low-key. For example, if you only open the seventh level of the Ask Taoist Building in order to be low-key, you can only become an inner disciple. If you open the ninth or even the tenth floor, you can directly become a core disciple."

"Only the core disciples can practice the truly top magical powers and secret techniques of the Xuanmen Holy Sect. I think that although the two magical powers you have performed are good, they are still different from the top magical powers of the Xuanmen Holy Sect."

When Xun Wuya said this, his expression suddenly became a little sad, "Junior Sister Zi Yan's whereabouts are unknown. You are half of her disciple. If you are willing, you can join my disciple and I will guide your cultivation instead of Junior Sister Zi Yan. Are you willing?"

Hearing this, Luo Xiu looked slightly stunned. He didn't expect Xun Wuya to accept him as his disciple?

This made Luo Xiu smile bitterly in his heart. The reason why he hid his strength was to avoid being noticed by the big men, but in the end he could not escape such fate.
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