The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 266. 266. Demon God Suppression (Add more votes)
Pei Xihe downplayed it, but with one move, he overwhelmed the enemy, which attracted many eyes from the sidelines.

Yuanzong's Qiao Hai is not weak among the monks participating in the competition this time, and he may even reach the top seven and win a spot.

But he was defeated in the first round. It's a pity that he only has one last chance left. If he loses again, it means that he has lost the opportunity of this big competition.

While everyone felt sorry for it, they were more interested in searching for Pei Xihe, the dark horse that turned out of nowhere.

The disciples of the younger generation talked a lot, but the elders of the older generation sighed secretly.

Unexpectedly, after hundreds of years, there is a new descendant of this line.

………………

On the stage of Jindan early stage.

The white-clothed monk held a long sword and pointed at Jindan Daoist in front of him.

Lu Changfeng's eyebrows were rather indifferent, but a monk opposite him showed a bit of relief.

I have been looking forward to decades at the beginning of the golden core, and there is already a faint tendency to break through the mid-term. A cultivator who has just broken through to the golden core and has just stabilized his breath, what is there to be afraid of?
In the first round, I think it was a good luck to draw an easy opponent.

Zhou Zhao was the first to make a move. He made a tactic with his right hand, and suddenly three spiritual swords appeared beside him. They were all third-grade spiritual weapons, and it was not easy to collect them.

"go."

The three flying swords flew out immediately, showing the state of the three talents of yin and yang. Suddenly, it seemed that countless sword shadows split out.

Zhou Zhao knew that the monk in front of him was a descendant of the Lu family, but the time to break through the golden core was too short, and I am afraid that he had never really felt the power of the golden core.

All kinds of methods have not had time to practice, how to be his opponent.

But he is not arrogant either, the sword formation formed by these three spirit swords is truly astonishing, as soon as he makes a move, a storm of blades is rolled up, with three swords of different attributes as the core, in an instant, flames, thunder, Gold thorns, glow burst.

A dense array of astonishing sword energy and terrifying spiritual attacks attacked and killed Lu Changfeng.

He raised his head slightly, facing such an offensive, his eyes were silent.

The sword in his hand seemed to faintly respond to him.

For a split second, Zhou Zhao felt a chill creeping out of his bone marrow.

He suddenly became terrified, which was the monk's intuition.

A cold air erupted centered on Lu Changfeng, and the actual ice-blue cold air filled the space.

It is a fact that Lu Changfeng's spiritual power is not as deep as that of Zhou Zhao's when he entered Jindan for the first time.

But in terms of combat power, it's not necessarily so, so Lu Changfeng wants to fight quickly.

He swung his sword, and in an instant, it was like light, like shadow, like thunder, like wind.

Seemingly real and illusory, the sword moves with a chic posture, as if there is a mysterious light and shadow of the goddess Xuanshuang hovering on the sword.

The terrifying sword energy turned into a gang, wrapping around Gushe's cold air.

All of a sudden, a icy sword fiercely split open the sword array and pierced Zhou Zhao's acupoint.

A bit of sternness flashed in Zhou Zhao's eyes.

I didn't expect this kid to be so difficult to deal with. He only recognized it just now. The sword in his hand is a secret handed down from the Lu family. There are even rumors that it is a divine object that has surpassed a magic weapon, and its power is unpredictable.

He stimulated all the spiritual power of the golden core in his body, and there was no longer a trace of fluke or contempt.

His body was blocked by sword energy, Zhou Zhao knew that he had to get out of the predicament in order to seek a chance to fight back.

The three spirit swords that had just been smashed and scattered suddenly burst into brilliance. The sword energy was wanton, and the induction between the three swords superimposed on each other, and the power soared.

Attack the enemy and save yourself.

The moment Lu Changfeng concentrated his mind to block the attack, Zhou Zhao jumped up.

Hands pinch.

"Xuanjin, shield up!"

A golden shield covered with runes blocked the ice sword gang, but it was also completely shattered. Zhou Zhao coughed up a few traces of blood, but he didn't stop at all.

Draw symbols with blood.

What he has learned is very miscellaneous, including sword cultivation, talisman cultivation, and formation cultivation.

The eyes cast a cold light, one move will determine the winner or loser.

The three flying swords immediately took on a triangular posture and surrounded them.

The bloody runes entangled upwards, forming a sword array.

A huge blood-colored sword fell from mid-air and hit Lu Changfeng directly.

"Blood array kill!"

Lu Changfeng raised his head to the sky, his fingertips brushed over the blade, and the light and shadow flickered on it.

Gushe was so cold.

Bang!
The second type of Han Tian Jue.

"The sky is so cold!"

Han Tian's sword immediately collided with the bloody sword gang.

A huge wind and sand rolled up, and Lu Changfeng's half body was stained with blood, but a red "Sheng" on the jade plate was particularly conspicuous.

"it is good."

Lu Cunyin hid in the dark, and praised from the bottom of his heart, he, the immortal embryo of the Lu family, had already begun to take shape, and was gradually becoming sharper.

He looked towards one place unconsciously.

The woman in golden clothes had just finished a battle and was heading towards the Qingxuanzhou.

Obviously she hadn't set foot on the golden core yet, but the moment he checked, she raised her head.

Those dark golden eyes are not like ordinary people, they are surprisingly sharp, he has doubts in his heart, after all, he is a half-step to see the immortal, how can she perceive his own peeping?
And the next moment, a sharp voice of a divine bird seemed to sound in his ears, and he couldn't distinguish the origin of its race, but the primordial spirit suddenly felt a pain.

In an instant, perception was cut off.

………………

Pei Xihe looked into the air, there was nothing there, but just now there was a pair of eyes watching her.

It seems to want to see through her roots.

If it was an ordinary monk, even Nascent Soul Transformation God would not be able to detect the resistance.

But what flows in her body is the blood of God Crow, and what fills her soul is the power of God Crow, and she bears the fate of Ninety-Nine Supremes.

Those who peeped were a little overwhelmed.

The counterattack just now was not spontaneous by her, but the god black blood judged this behavior as contempt for its honor, so it naturally launched a counterattack of the demon god's suppression.

With light steps, he returned to the Azure Profound Boat in a short while.

If it was before, maybe she would worry about offending some important person, but now she still looks relaxed, as usual.

There is no way, the feeling of having a backer is different.

Zhao Hanfeng left after imprinting a brand of protection on her body. Even if Zhao Qingtang really couldn't survive, she would be protected by her master, so she could rest easy.

The first match has already been won, and the name of the opponent in the second match appeared on her jade plate.

"Buddha sect, feel at ease."

The Buddha Sect is one of the top sects second only to the Nine Great Sects, and its strength should not be underestimated. This Zi Zi should be a monk, practicing Buddhism and Taoism.

She had never met Buddha Cultivator before, but there was some novelty and fighting spirit in her heart.

Each has its own inheritance, each has its own magic method.

"Little Junior Sister, it's amazing that the battlefield is over so quickly."

Zhao Qingtang saw her coming back and teased her.

Pei Xihe pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were quite sharp.

"That's natural. As a senior brother's junior sister, I can't embarrass you and the master."

Zhao Qingtang chuckled.

Still quite leisurely on the rocking chair, his squinted eyes flashed a bit of sharpness invisibly, the person who just sensed it was quite measured, if he wanted to do something to Pei Xihe, he would cut off the eyes of the spectator with a knife.

(End of this chapter)