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Chapter 146 Talking about Fengyun (for subscription)
The disciples of Tianxin Sect lost two rounds in a row, and they were holding a fire in their hearts, but they just couldn't get out. This time they came to Wuji Sect, originally wanted to suppress and suppress, and taught the disciples of Wuji Sect to let them know the gap with Tianxin Sect.
As a result, they lost both rounds. One can imagine their mood at the moment. Seeing the smiles on the faces of the Promise Sect disciples, they felt as if they were laughing at them.
The third round of Nascent Soul Late Competition begins

One of the Tianxinzong disciples who was surrounded in the middle moved, step by step, soaring up into the air, walking in the air, the direction is exactly Bidoutai.
"Brother Tan was originally here to hold the line this time, but I didn't expect him to do it himself this time."

A Tianxin Sect disciple looked at the back of the man walking in the air and said.
"That's right! Senior Brother Tan must have made a move. Senior Brother Tan is one of the top five core disciples. If it wasn't for coming to the Promise Sect this time, he would have chosen to break through the out-of-body period."

Some disciples agreed.
It can be seen that the prestige of this senior brother Tan among the core disciples of Tianxin Sect.
Anyone who is able to fly in the air can do it as long as he is above the golden core stage, but to walk in the air step by step like Senior Brother Tan, one must have full control over one's own spiritual power.
I saw the senior brother Tan surnamed Tianxin Zong standing on the competition stage, standing in the air: "Tianxin Zong Tan Fengyun, please give me some pointers."

Tan Fengyun's face is indifferent, flattering, with a handsome face and flowing hair, he looks like an idol.
A person from the Promise Sect also flew onto the stage, and from the discussion among the disciples around him, he learned that this person was the No.9 in the last core contest, Sheng Hua.
"The Promise Sect Shenghua, please!"

Sheng Hua moved, and the aura of his whole body swept towards Tan Fengyun. Holding the top-grade magic weapon long sword, his fighting spirit broke out, and his figure moved quickly towards Tan Fengyun.
Tan Fengyun smiled, and secretly said: Not bad!

Then with a big wave of his hand, the aura brought by Shenghua was instantly dissipated, and a saber-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand, which collided with Shenghua rushing towards him.
The collision of the two brought out huge energy fluctuations, which spread from the fighting platform, making the disciples onlookers have to use their spiritual power to resist.
Once touched, Sheng Hua turned around and swung a metallic sword energy, piercing the air towards Tan Fengyun, making a tearing sound.
When the metallic sword energy approached Tan Fengyun, a wind blade appeared around him, which was transparent in color, giving people an extremely sharp feeling.
The wind blade moved towards the sword energy, and after piercing the sword energy, it spun and flew towards Sheng Hua. Sheng Hua held the sword in his hand and split the wind blade in two. His figure flickered and continued to attack Tan Fengyun.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them changed positions on the fighting stage, and it was already difficult for the eyes to see their speed clearly. Many disciples dispersed their consciousness to watch the battle between the two.
"锵" "锵"

The sound of two people's magic weapons colliding could be heard from all directions around the fighting platform.
The sword qi shot out, the light of the knife flashed, and the two did not stop fighting for hundreds of rounds.
Suddenly, Tan Fengyun accelerated so quickly that no one could sense his aura, and Sheng Hua kept searching for Tan Fengyun's location.
Occasionally, the spiritual consciousness can catch a trace of white shadow, as if blending into the wind, invisible and invisible, bringing a sense of danger to Shenghua.
Since he couldn't find Tan Fengyun's figure, Sheng Hua could only cover his whole body with spiritual power, his cassock puffed up, and he was vigilant against Tan Fengyun's sneak attack.
Tan Fengyun is practicing a rare wind attribute technique, which naturally has an advantage in speed that is not available in the same realm.
In fact, it's not that he is fast, but that Sheng Hua's spiritual sense can't keep up with his speed. Lu Tian and others in the audience can see it much more clearly than others. Tan Fengyun has been circling around, looking for opportunities Attack Shenghua.
Shenghua's has metallic spiritual power and is good at attacking, but now he can't even capture the figure of Tan Fengyun, so he can't attack at all, he can only defend.
Tan Fengyun's moving circle is getting smaller and smaller, enclosing Shenghua in the middle, and his speed brings out the slightest sound, making it difficult for Shenghua to be distinguished when disturbed.
A series of wind blades came to Shenghua from all directions, Shenghua could only resist with all his strength, and swung a golden sword with the best magic sword in his hand, splitting the wind blades one after another.
Sheng Hua, who has been passively defending and cannot find Tan Fengyun's figure, is unwilling to do so.
"Humph"

After Sheng Hua snorted, the long sword, the magic weapon, suddenly expanded and became a large sword about a hundred feet long and tens of feet wide. From top to bottom, it split open the encirclement of Tan Fengyun.
Tan Fengyun's figure appeared behind Shenghua in an instant, he had already put away the magic weapon, his hands were making seals, and something in the air seemed to be condensed together.
Gradually it became visible to the naked eye, from a small ball to a tornado, with astonishing momentum, rolling towards Shenghua.
This is the huge storm formed by Tan Fengyun using the wind attribute combined with the power of heaven and earth. The storm engulfed Shenghua in it, as if it would tear him apart in the next moment.
Sheng Hua knew that he had learned the way of talking about wind and cloud, and the robe was swept by the storm. Although it didn't blow at all, the spiritual power on the robe continued to ripple.
As the storm got bigger and bigger, the magic robe on Shenghua's body gradually shrank, and his brilliance was greatly reduced, and he would soon be unable to withstand it.
Sheng Hua sprayed a mouthful of blood onto his magical weapon, and instantly the top-quality magic sword shone brightly. With the help of the magical weapon, Sheng Hua broke a passage in the storm, and he was about to get out of the passage.
When he was about to leave the storm, a figure appeared in front of him, it was Tan Fengyun with a smile, and after throwing a wind ball in his hand, he quickly left and ran far away.
The wind ball entered the storm and exploded. The explosion of a wind ball caused the energy structure of the entire storm to be destroyed, and the airflow became violent.
"not good"

After Shenghua saw it, he knew that the whole storm was going to blow up, and wanted to escape quickly, but it was too late, a powerful force swept from the center of the storm, and spread out from the platform.
Elder Wu Wu in the stands saw the situation on the stage and waved his hand. In order not to affect others, he activated the formation on the fighting stage to control the storm in the fighting stage.
After Shenghua was attacked by the energy blasted by the storm, most of the magic robe on his body was damaged, his skin was faintly visible, and the surface was covered with wounds cut by the storm flow, and his body was severely injured.
Sheng Hua was lying on the stage, unconscious, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
If you can look inside, the Nascent Soul in Shenghua's dantian also has its eyes closed tightly, shrinking a circle, giving people a feeling of depression.
Elder Void left the stands, came to the stage and fed a healing elixir to Sheng Hua, and asked someone to take him back to recuperate, and then returned to his seat, expressionless, without saying a word, but I don't know what he was thinking of.
Tianxinzong was still standing in the sky when he was talking about Fengyun, with a faint smile on his face, as if he hadn't experienced a battle just now, it wasn't even a warm-up for him.
"Brother Tan is amazing"

"As expected of Senior Brother Tan"

"The Promise Sect is so miserable! I met Senior Brother Tan"

"Let them admit defeat! Otherwise, it will be too ugly to lose."

There was a lot of discussion among the disciples of Tianxin Sect, as if they had forgotten that they also lost miserably in the first two rounds.
When Wujizong saw Shenghua lying down and being carried away, all of them looked ugly. Many disciples set their eyes on the senior brothers in the late Yuanying period, hoping that they could avenge Shenghua and make another victory for Wujizong.
Among the disciples of the Wuji Sect, several Nascent Souls in the later stage saw the storm created by Tan Fengyun, and their expressions were cloudy and uncertain. They asked themselves that if they met Tan Fengyun, the ending would definitely not be much better than Shenghua.
The disciples who ranked higher than Shenghua in the core competition also frowned when they saw it. They didn't have the confidence to defeat Tan Fengyun, and judging by Tan Fengyun's appearance, it was obvious that they didn't use all their strength.
Perhaps only the top three of the core disciples can fight against it!
It's a pity that those few people have broken through the out-of-body stage and advanced to true disciples. If Tianxinzong had come a few years earlier, they might have been able to fight.
On the stand seat, a trace of blood finally appeared on the sallow face of the dead wood. As for whether he smiled or not, he didn’t know, because no matter whether he laughed or cried, the skin on his face was wrinkled like tree bark, which could scare people to death .
For a long time, no disciples were willing to take the stage, and the disciples of Tianxin Sect became more arrogant and began to provoke the disciples of Wuji Sect, but they had no choice but to endure.
If no disciples go up, then the third round will be lost.
At this time, one of the disciples of the Wuji Sect came out slowly and jumped onto the stage.
All eyes were on this person. The person who came to the stage at this time was either confident that he could deal with the situation, or he was just sensationalizing.
"Isn't this Senior Brother Lu?"

"Yeah! I didn't expect him to be promoted to a core disciple."

"But now it's the competition in the late Yuanying stage! Brother Lu."

On the side of the Promise Sect disciples, some disciples obviously recognized Lu Tian. Those people fought with Lu Tian, ​​and some of them asked Lu Tian for help in refining weapons.
That's right, the person who took the stage was Lu Tian. After his family saw that there were no disciples from the Wuji Sect, they remembered the words of Master Liuyun, so isn't this an opportunity?

I saw Lu Tian standing proudly in a white robe on the stage, watching the wind and clouds in the air, calm.
Wu Wu, who was about to admit defeat in the stands, was stunned for a moment when he saw another disciple came up to the stage. How could it be Lu Tian?

What's the fun with the competition in the late Yuanying period, looking for abuse!
Among the disciples of Tianxinzong, Tianzheng, who lost to Qian Feng in the fight before, has recovered from his injury after swallowing the elixir, and now he is watching the situation on the stage in the crowd.
When he saw the Wuji Sect disciple on the stage, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and after making sure he read it correctly, he murmured: "It's him! It's him!"

Afterwards, Tianzheng immediately sent a voice transmission to Elder Kumu, and the person on the stage is the disciple of the Wuji Sect who defeated them in the Lingshi mine back then, a fellow practitioner of Qi, with amazing lightning skills!
After hearing the sound transmission, Dead Wood also looked at Lu Tian twice, but didn't realize how unusual Lu Tian was.
But he still sent a voice transmission to Tan Fengyun on the ring, telling him not to hold back, it would be best to abolish Lu Tian, ​​then the Promise Sect would lose a genius disciple.
After receiving the sound transmission, Tan Fengyun naturally didn't care, and it was Lu Tian's bad luck to be the one who ran into him!
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