The first taboo of the heavens

Chapter 81
Zuo Lengchan drew his sword, the white inner breath around his body was running, and a whitish white mist escaped from his body.

This is the true qi of cold ice, according to legend, it was created by Zuo Lengchan. Its inner breath is from yin to cold, and the cold qi it emits is far colder than ice and snow.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan pointed at Xu Zifan, and this was like a signal. The surrounding powers also took out their weapons, staring at Xu Zifan, ready to besiege.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Songshan School, the atmosphere was tense and heavy, and bloody conflicts were about to break out.

Everyone in Zhongqiang is a first-class master and a big man in the rivers and lakes. At this time, the sword is unsheathed and pointed directly at Xu Zifan. The invisible momentum is very oppressive and oppressive. If ordinary people stand here, they will definitely be scared. .

At that time, Tian Boguang, Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan, who were behind Xu Zifan, were also very nervous under the watchful eyes of all the strong, their palms were sweating, but they still took out their weapons and prepared to fight the enemy, Xu Zifan sat firmly in front of them. , gave them great confidence.

As for Mu Gaofeng, his fat and bloated body also stood up from his seat. He looked at the strong people on the opposite side, and then looked at Xu Zifan in front of him. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and there were traces of red light flashing in his eyes, an extremely cold aura. , flashing around him.

"Ha ha!"

With a chuckle, Xu Zifan picked up the teacup, took a sip, confident and calm, looking at the surrounding heroes, the purple flowers in his eyes were faint, his face gradually became cold, and said: "Master Zuo, and everyone else. Senior, I sincerely invite you all to participate in the divine art, but you are facing each other with swords, so don’t blame me for hitting you all in the face.”

"Haha, what a big tone. Even if you are already a top expert and you have reached a peerless realm, so what? There are so many experts on the scene, you can't escape today with three heads and six arms." At this time, Lu Bai said, his voice cold. , with hatred.

"It's hard for you to fly today!" Ding Mian said again, with a vicious look of hatred on his face, and he also lost both ears.

At this time, the powerful people in the hall held weapons and pointed at Xu Zifan, ready to start the siege. The atmosphere was extremely cold, and a bloody fight was about to start.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan, a burly man in a brown robe, was surrounded by a faint white mist, which was caused by the decrease in air temperature. Within ten feet of his body, the temperature dropped a lot. A layer of crystal white frost soon condensed on the floor, making it as if it had come from midsummer to severe winter.

And the broad sword in his hand was also covered with a layer of bright crystalline material at this time. It was a cold ice crystal. The sunlight came in from the window, and the ice crystal reflected a colorful light. It was beautiful, but But chilling.

"kill!"

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's voice is cold and his eyes are domineering and cruel. Judging from the aura around him, he must go all out. He is thoughtful and wise. He knows that a lion can beat a rabbit, and he does his best, not to mention a master like Xu Zifan. , it is impossible for him not to be sloppy.

Whoa!Kurah! ……kill!kill! ...

The sound of swords rang out, and the surrounding strongmen kept shouting and killing, and they killed them. All of them were first-class masters, with profound martial arts, mysterious moves, and deep inner breath.

At this time, such a group of people is really aggressive, the sword is like a forest, and the killing intent is like a sea, but anyone who is timid, facing such a battle, I am afraid that they will not stand firm.

The light of the sword is dazzling, the shadows of the sword are dense, the light of the spear is vertical and horizontal, the shadow of the hammer is sky-shattering... The inner breath is filled, at this moment, the place is boiling, all kinds of weapons, all kinds of weapons, hit the exquisite ultimate move, with the whistling sound of the wind, killing Xu Zifan and several others.

boom!
The purple infuriating energy permeated out, and Xu Zifan had already stood up. At this time, his body was covered with a thick purple mist, which seemed mysterious and unpredictable.

Zuo Lengchan looked at the field at this time, and saw the mysterious and noble vision of Xu Zifan's body, his eyes shrank and shrank, and his face was extremely dignified.

He can see that Xu Zifan's Zixia magic has reached an extraordinary realm. As the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, he is determined to merge with the Wuyue Sword Sect. He naturally knows the characteristics of Zixia magic. Will live up to the name of magic.

Thinking of Xu Zifan's young age, he already has such profound skills, and his eyes are even more murderous.

"Curachi!"

With a sound of sword cries, Xu Zifan squeezed the sword art in his hand, and his arms danced in the air. The long sword was already in his grip, and then a mighty spirit appeared all over his body, bright and vast, with white holy light flowing, sweeping everything.

brush!brush!brush!
Xu Zifan fired his sword like electricity, the white sword light rippling, the sword shadow intertwined horizontally and vertically, forming a white sword net, the holy light circulated, and Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan, Tian Boguang and Mu Gaofeng were all guarded inside.

By nourishing my swordsmanship, I am good at nourishing my arrogant qi, defending unparalleled, nourishing my body with swords, and warding off all evils.

At this time, Xu Zifan's body was covered with a layer of white sword net light curtain five meters. The sword light was huge, the holy light was rippling, it was extremely sacred, and it was upright and upright.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

At this moment, a series of weapon collision sounds sounded, like hammering iron, sparks shot in all directions, and the clanging sound was endless.

The powerful swords and guns are like a forest, all kinds of magic tricks are endless, and the inner breath is radiating everywhere.

However, at this moment, Ren Zhongqiang's moves were changing in a thousand ways, and his attacks were frequent, and he couldn't break through the light curtain of the sword net in front of Xu Zifan.

At this time, behind Xu Zifan, Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan and Tian Boguang, who were on the opposite side of the crowd, could clearly feel the majestic pressure. They were shocked and once again realized the strength of Xu Zifan. They themselves must not be able to hold on to even a few breaths.

As for Mu Gaofeng, looking at the situation on the field, there was a faint red light looming in his eyes, shock and jealousy in his eyes.

At this moment, the strong people were even more shocked. The white holy light rippling the sword net light curtain, like an unbreakable barrier, lay in front of them, so many of them, all of them were first-class masters, and at this moment, they exerted all their strength, Couldn't even break through.

"Foster my swordsmanship?"

At this time, at the top of the main hall, Zuo Lengchan was filled with white mist, holding a broad sword and staring at Xu Zifan in the arena. He was shocked. He couldn't think of this young Huashan Sect disciple, not only The internal strength is unfathomable, and the swordsmanship is so brilliant. A set of Yangwu swordsmanship is actually used by him, and the defense is unparalleled. Only the swordsmanship is only stronger than him, not weaker than him.

Seeing this, Zuo Lengchan finally made a move, one foot stepped out, and the ground was crushed by him to form a footprint covered with white frost, and then his figure flew up, like a brown cloud, with a fast speed. At the extreme, with an icy breath, he killed Xu Zifan.

(End of this chapter)