Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Tan Yue was extremely depressed.

As a true disciple of Yuanfeng's lineage on Wufeng Mountain, he worked hard to accumulate five hundred merit points before he was able to exchange for the qualification to practice in Fenglei Valley for three months.

Just hope to use this opportunity to break through the bottleneck of Xuanyuan Leifa.

Xuanyuan Leifa is a technique inherited from Wufeng Mountain. Its power is astonishing when it is cultivated to a high level, and it can also be blessed with magic weapons, greatly enhancing the combat effectiveness of monks.

Tan Yue has already thought about it, once he breaks through the bottleneck of Xuanyuan Leifa, he will sign up for this year's martial art competition.

As a result, the plan did not change and came quickly. Tan Yue had only practiced in Fenglei Valley for three days, and he had just realized something. As a result, the station was attacked by spirit birds.

Recalling the situation just now, Tan Yue couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

This Thunder Eagle's innate ability is too strong, and a monk like him who has trained at the ninth level of qi training is completely vulnerable.

If it wasn't for Tan Yue's quick enough reaction, I'm afraid it would have been a charred corpse on the ground by now.

While lamenting and rejoicing, Tan Yue drove the flying boat towards the southwest.

Although Wufeng Mountain is in the northwest.

But the direction that Lei Ying chased after Wufeng Mountain's Zifu just now was northwest.

If he flew in that direction, if the spirit bird suddenly turned back, he would be in bad luck.

Tan Yue is very smart, he would rather travel thousands of miles than run into any danger!

At this moment, the disciple of Wufeng Mountain suddenly had a creepy feeling.

This feeling was like being stared at by some terrible beast, which aroused his instinctive vigilance.

Oops!

An idea just popped up in Tan Yue's mind, a fierce and fierce sword light shot up into the sky from below, piercing the flying boat under his feet in an instant.

Puchi!

Tan Yue's protective shield was like paper, unable to stop the sword light even for a moment.

This Wufeng Mountain disciple suddenly split into two halves, and hot blood splashed into the sky!

"Enemy attack!"

Another disciple of Wufeng Mountain who had been following Tan Yue, a monk with a round face, witnessed this scene.

Immediately his eyes were about to burst.

While issuing a heart-piercing warning, he shook his hand and played a flying flame talisman for help!

The next moment, a low-pitched thunder sound rolled in, causing a strong impact on the round-faced monk's eardrums.

The sword light that cut Tan Yue in half remained undiminished, and it was only when it rushed to a height of hundreds of feet that it showed its true face.

It was indeed a flying sword with blue-purple electric light lingering all over its body.

This flying sword drew a long trajectory in the air, and flew towards the round-faced monk again!

"Ziying Wind and Thunder Sword!"

The round-faced monk was frightened out of his wits, howled and sacrificed a tortoise shield.

The Ziying Fenglei Sword is an important weapon of Wufeng Mountain, it is usually enshrined in the Patriarch Hall, and only the master can use it.

Of course, this flying sword couldn't be the treasure of Wufeng Mountain, but the round-faced monk recognized its origin at a glance.

That is the imitation product held by Liu Yingxiu, one of the Seven Talents of Tianyun!

Although it is an imitation, it has reached the level of a second-order high-level spiritual weapon. Liu Yingxiu once swept away her peers with this flying sword, but there are no disciples in Wufeng Mountain who don't know it!

However, Liu Yingxiu passed away more than half a year ago, and this imitation flying sword was taken away, the real culprit is still unknown.

Unexpectedly, it will appear here again!

The round-faced monk knew very well that the person holding this flying sword was most likely the culprit who killed Liu Yingxiu.

And the main hall of the inner sect of Wufeng Mountain has always been offering a reward. As long as the murderer can be found, whether it is to provide effective clues or directly capture the culprit, he will be rewarded generously.

But the round-faced monk had only one thought in his mind.

run!

The other party not only practiced Ziying Fenglei Sword, but also mastered such skills as Leiyin Sword Qi.

It's not something he can compete with at all.

Click!

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword hit the tortoise shell shield.

The latter suddenly fell apart and exploded!

The second level is against the first level, even if this tortoise shell shield is a top-grade defensive magic weapon, it cannot withstand the frontal attack of the Fenglei sword that is blessed with powerful thunder power.

But the round-faced monk also won a breath of time for himself.

He was about to crush the talisman he just took out.

As a result, a beam of golden Seventh Gold energy suddenly struck through the air, piercing through his body armor without stagnation.

The round-faced monk was shocked, and there was a blood hole the size of a fist on his head.

At this time, he saw the true face of the murderer.

It was a young monk who was driving a silver spirit shuttle, only a few feet away from him!

The round-faced monk let out a miserable laugh, his breath was instantly annihilated, and his body fell to the ground.

【Tiangong+8】

Wang Chen reached out and grabbed it, and volleyed over the storage bag hanging on the opponent's waist.

buzz~

The Fenglei Sword suddenly flew in front of him, and the blade trembled slightly, expressing joy and joy.

The weapon of the flying sword, fighting and killing is the meaning of its existence.

After this second-order spiritual weapon was obtained by Wang Chen, because of its special origin, it has never been revealed in front of people.

This time Wang Chen made the Fenglei Sword shine again, and he was still dealing with the disciples of Wufeng Mountain.

It can be regarded as a causal cycle!

He held the flying sword and poured the energy of five yang dry thunders into it, so that the spirit sword that had consumed a lot of power just now glowed again.

Holding the sword in his hand, Wang Chen shouted loudly: "Zhao Wuji of Guiyuanmen is here, how dare grandson of Wufeng mountain dare to fight?"

Both Guiyuanmen and Wufengshan are his enemies, and Wang Chen has no moral pressure to pretend to be a disciple of Guiyuanmen to deal with Wufengshan's disciples.

Zhao Wuji is one of the top ten disciples of Guiyuanmen, the same golden elixir seed as Liu Yingxiu.

Wang Chen has never met Zao Wou-ki, but he has been famous for this head disciple of Guiyuan Sect for a long time, and knows that he is not only very young, but also a swordsman.

It is said that this guy has the background of the Shangzong, has an arrogant personality and acts domineering, and has conflicts with the former disciples of the Yunyang School.

Wang Chen is now wearing the standard robe of Guiyuanmen, and he is driving the silver spirit flying shuttle most commonly used by disciples of Guiyuanmen. It is quite real to pretend to be a monk of Guiyuanmen.

As for calling himself Zao Wou-ki, Wang Chen doesn't care whether others believe it or not.

Streams of light flew towards Wang Chen.

These Wufengshan monks first saw Feiyan from the same sect begging for help, and then heard Wang Chen yelling and cursing, all of them were furious, wishing to smash Wang Chen's body into thousands of pieces!

After a long distance, they sacrificed their respective magic weapons and fastened the talismans.

Several sword cultivators took the lead and quickly approached Wang Chen.

"Well done!"

Wang Chen laughed loudly, and suddenly waved his sleeves.

The Fenglei sword whizzed out instantly, carrying the rolling thunder sound towards the opponent.

How is one or two enough?

He practiced hard day and night, endured loneliness and solitude, not to be a long-lived tortoise.

Today, Wang Chen will have a good fight!

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The first one is sent.