Daojun: Start with the top-grade golden elixir

Chapter 7

"Fu Yunfeng wins."

Shen Xiujin relied on his talisman and the rather exquisite little thunder formation to win consecutive battles, and finally lost the battle. After Jiang Han announced his opponent's victory, he looked at Shen Xiujin and praised: "Fellow Daoist won four battles in a row,
Very good, this thunder spirit is used as a reward, and it can help you improve your cultivation. "

With a finger, the thunder flashed, and a thunder energy fell into Shen Xiujin's body. Only then did he try his best to lose the battle. Shen Xiujin, who was pale, suddenly turned rosy. There were faint lightning flashes on his skin and pores, and even his hair was a little tingly. Being curled up by the electricity, not only was it filled with energy, it even overflowed.

"Thank you, senior, for the reward." Shen Xiujin thanked Jiang Han respectfully, and then jumped down from the fighting platform, and the fighting started again.

Seeing that Shen Xiujin had obtained so many benefits, many people couldn't hold back their eagerness, stood up and wanted to go on stage.

"Ah~" Suddenly a long yawn sounded, and everyone was taken aback for a moment. Looking at the reputation, on the table in the front row of the hall, a young Taoist priest in a red Taoist robe was resting his hand on his face, pretending to be bored. Lazily said: "This farce is too boring, hey, Chang Chi, you go, get rid of that person quickly, and show yourself well."

While speaking, he suddenly made a move to the disciples who were accompanying him, and one of them came out: "Yes, respect the decree of Master and Uncle."

"Senior." At this time, Fu Yunfeng who had just defeated Shen Xiujin said suddenly: "This junior has tried his best to defeat Fellow Daoist Shen by chance. He is already beyond his power, and he is willing to step down."

"Oh?" Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "Okay, although Fellow Daoist stepped down voluntarily, he won a match. I will reward you with this magic weapon." It fell into Fu Yunfeng's hands, and Fu Yunfeng's face flashed with joy, he thanked him hurriedly, and left the stage.

"Hahahaha, very good, Fu Yunfeng, you are a wise man." The red-robed Taoist priest is Yang Lian, the true biography of the Tianhuo sect. Hearing that Fu Yunfeng stepped down voluntarily, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay! Now the good show is finally going to be official." Let's start, Chang Chi, you go on stage!"

Suddenly stood up, pointed at Xu Zhuang and said: "Hey, who is that Taisuzong? Today's fight will be unveiled by our Tianhuo faction and your Taisuzong, how about it?"

Xu Zhuang remained calm about this sudden provocation, and said indifferently: "Yang Lian, any Daoist cultivators are not allowed to participate in this small fight. It's not a place for you to mess around. But it's not good for you to provoke me. Make outsiders think that Tai Suzong is afraid of your Tianhuo sect."

As soon as the voice fell, someone behind him stepped forward and said loudly: "Uncle Xu, disciple Li Changfeng is willing to invite you to fight."

This play, His Highness and everyone are enjoying it, they never expected that the scene will suddenly be so tense, even the three sects and six sects, and the true teachings of various sects are also entertaining.

"Okay." Jiang Han glanced across the two sides, and seemed to be interested, "In that case, please come to the stage, both of you."

The two sides did not procrastinate, Chang Chi and Li Changfeng flew onto the stage and stood there.

As the name suggests, Chang Chi's hair and beard are all red, there are faint flames beating in his eyes, and a domineering and hot aura is faintly revealed around his body, his expression and tone are steady, and he cups his hands: "Tianhuo faction Chang Chi."

Li Changfeng's appearance was youthful, youthful, and he was eager to try. As soon as Fang fell down, he stretched out his hand and released a green flying sword. Then he announced his name: "Tai Suzong, Li Changfeng!"

"start."

I saw the two of them burst into flames at the same time, and when Chang Chi raised his hands, he saw raging flames, as if their spiritual power was boundless, and they would completely cover the entire fighting platform in a blink of an eye, turning it into a huge fire field, and at the same time, the light burst out from their bodies , unexpectedly flew out several magic weapons at the same time, and hit Li Changfeng one after another.

Li Changfeng swayed his body, and his figure merged with the flying sword, turning into a cyan sword light, flying into the midair, and was about to behead the enemy, but he saw Chang Chi burst out suddenly, the flames billowed, and five or six magic weapons The attack came at the same time, and with a flick of the sword light, it swam like a fish to avoid it.

"Tianhuo Yiling Pill." The moment the fight started, Xu Zhuang's eyes had already been placed on Chang Chi, as if seeing through the skin, flesh and blood, and a pill that was crazily releasing medicinal power, spiritual power, and fire power appeared. "It turned out to be this method, no wonder the breath is so unstable."

At the same time, Jiang Han frowned, already aware that this Tianhuo Yiling Pill is actually a powerful panacea secretly handed down by the Tianhuo Sect, but it is not suitable for Daoist monks to use. Chang Chi swallowed it This pill, overfilling and overflowing, hurts his body, but it also allows him to use spiritual power, use spells, and magic tools at will.

In this way, it seemed that unconventional means were used, but the Taoist disciples swallowed the elixir, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. Jiang Han's thoughts changed sharply, and he did not stop the fight.

But in the air, a cyan sword light flew up and down, rushing from left to right, under the constant bombardment of Chang Chi's spells and magic weapons, he had to dodge and had no chance to fight back.

"Why does this person seem to be using up all his strength? With such magic and magic tools, he doesn't feel tired at all?"

Li Changfeng felt that something was wrong, so he tried his best to urge Jian Guang to fly away, but he was limited by his own magic power and the quality of the flying sword was very average, but he still couldn't get rid of the opponent's attack.

I thought in my mind that two days ago, after Uncle Xu and Taixuan, the true disciples of Shangxuanzong, decided to fight, I immediately petitioned to fight. I have practiced swordsmanship diligently for the past two days. Now that Fang has fallen into such a difficult situation as soon as he came to power, how can I have the face to meet my fellow disciples? , to face Uncle Xu?

At the moment, he gritted his teeth again, frantically urged the flying sword, and rushed towards Chang Chi with all his strength while dodging the offensive.

It's just that although Chang Chi's offensive is fierce, his temperament is actually calm and stable. Although he relies on the magic of panacea, he is definitely not a brainless bombardment. Bo continued to connect, never giving the opponent any chance to get close, and Li Changfeng was in a more critical situation for a while.

Such a scene, in the eyes of the spectators, seems to be very clear about the outcome. Those who don't know the inside story, there are many surprised words, but the disciple of the Fire Sect, Xiuhe, was so proficient that day, he actually suppressed the disciples of the Taisu Sect. There was a lot of discussion.

Even the disciples behind Xu Zhuang couldn't help but worry and whisper.

"Junior Brother Li looks so passive."

"Then what method did Chang Chi cultivate? Why does his spiritual power seem to be inexhaustible?"

Yang Lian was in a good mood when he heard the commotion in the hall, and couldn't help turning his head to Xu Zhuang and said: "Xu Zhuang, it seems that the descendants of Tai Suzong are not very successful, or I will transmit the sound to Chang Chi so that he can tell him Your Majesty save some face."

"Yang Lian, don't think that you have the chance to win, so as not to embarrass yourself." The old god Xu Zhuang replied, then stopped talking, and only looked at Taichung.

Although Chang Chi relied on the magic of the elixir, he spared no effort to attack continuously. If he squandered his spiritual power in one go, and used countless spells and magic weapons all at once, it would be hard to resist with Li Changfeng's cultivation.

But there are two sides to the matter. It takes time to transform the power of the panacea into spiritual energy. Chang Chi's calm and steady personality also means lack of decisiveness.

He didn't want to gamble on the risk of giving the opponent a chance to counterattack after attacking with all his strength, and he focused on manipulating spells and magic weapons to suppress Li Changfeng with continuous offensives. This was Li Changfeng's only chance to break the game, but could Li Changfeng think that Xu Zhuang Also say bad.

At this time, Li Changfeng was already showing signs of fatigue, and the dodging was extremely dangerous, the flying sword was on the verge of falling, and Chang Chi stepped up his offensive when he saw the opportunity, and Li Changfeng was out of breath under the pressure of all kinds of methods like a torrential rain.

Li Changfeng tried his best to support him while feeling desperate: "If I have a high-quality flying sword, or the legendary sword pill that works well, I can get rid of his attack in an instant with my sword skills. Not so embarrassing."

It's a pity that no matter how I think about it, I can't improve my flying sword out of thin air. No matter how unpredictable my sword skills are, it is useless.

Thinking of this, suddenly there seemed to be a flash of inspiration, but it was just hazy. Li Changfeng seemed to feel that he had caught a chance, but racked his brains, but he couldn't figure out why his heart was throbbing, but he really didn't want to give up, chewing over and over again Follow your own thoughts.

"No matter how unpredictable it is, it is useless... No matter how unpredictable it is..."

"Your swordsmanship is not bad, unpredictable and easy to handle." Suddenly a voice rang in Li Changfeng's head, Li Changfeng seemed to see light in the dark, his mind was lifted, and a memory emerged in his heart.

"But in the final analysis, swordsmanship is the art of killing the enemy. Change is the form of swordsmanship, but it is not the essence of swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship has more than enough variety, but it has lost its sharpness."

"There is a profound state in "Taisu Youwujianjianqi", which is called "Ultimate Quality", which talks about the most extreme quality and the most powerful killing power. Invincible, cut mountains and cut rivers, omnipotent...do you understand?"

Swordsmanship, the art of killing the enemy, is of the ultimate quality and invincible. I understand that, as Master Xu said, I still haven't got rid of the form of swordsmanship, and I haven't touched the essence of swordsmanship.

As soon as he understood this level of reasoning, Li Changfeng thought of determination, and the sword suddenly changed, as if he could no longer control it, as if he couldn't dodge it, he swung his body and rushed towards Chang Chi.

"Huh? Is it finally the end of the crossbow?" Seeing that Li Changfeng no longer dodges, Chang Chi immediately gathers his energy and hits the magic weapon head-on, intending to win the round in one fell swoop.

"Well done!" Li Changfeng yelled, and suddenly withdrew his sword light. He was ahead of the sword, and his whole body's spiritual power was exhausted. He propped up his cassock for protection, and condensed a thin layer of shield light. The two were about to explode and collided in the air , exploded violently.

"It's over?" Chang Chi didn't expect Li Changfeng to face all his attacks suddenly, and he still couldn't react. Suddenly, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and he saw the violent explosion, and the fireworks burst suddenly, and a cyan sword light flew out. Slashed down towards him.

"Impossible...? How could he cut off my spell, and still have the energy left?"

Such thoughts flashed in Chang Chi's mind, Fei Jian was about to cut off his head, and the red light on his cassock flashed, but he couldn't hold it for a while, and it burst open, Fei Jian was about to cut off his head.

(End of this chapter)