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Countless golden Sanskrit words emerged from Huo Yuan's body, surrounding him, forming a huge golden bell phantom.

The shadow of this giant bell quickly took shape, as if it was about to cover the entire space.

At this moment, the blue stream of light flew in front of Huo Yuan.

"bite!"

A crisp metal crash echoed throughout the surroundings.

The blue flying sword hit the golden bell like a bolt of lightning, but was stopped firmly and stopped half a meter in front of Huo Yuan.

Zhao Feihong made a secret with both hands and controlled the flying sword.

The direction of the flying sword suddenly changed and flew straight into the sky.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

As the magic formula in his hand changed, spiritual power was continuously injected into the flying sword, making its power continuously increase.

When his fingertips suddenly pointed downward, the flying sword in the air suddenly fell rapidly as if it had received an order.

It was like a blue thunderbolt, piercing the sky and hitting Huo Yuan with fierce momentum.

"Crack!"

The flying sword was extremely fast, and the sonic boom it caused sounded like thunder.

This thunderbolt fell with lightning speed and was unstoppable!

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword suddenly fell down, hitting the golden bell shadow around Huo Yuan heavily.

"Crack!"

There was only a crisp sound, and the bell shadow suddenly shattered and fell into pieces in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feihong was overjoyed.

The bell shadow has been broken, and Huo Yuan seems to be doomed this time!

He stared straight ahead, looking forward to the moment when Huo Yuan was injured and fell to the ground.

However, the next scene made his eyes widen in disbelief.

bite!

The sound of gold and iron colliding was heard again.

A golden shadow appeared around Huo Yuan again.

Huo Yuan looked at the other party and showed a smile.

Are you stupid?

Your full-strength strike at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment can only break a body-protecting Vajra Talisman.

But I have dozens of such talismans!

Huo Yuan looked at the other party with a bright face.

"Elder Zhao, you look surprised?"

Zhao Feihong didn't expect Huo Yuan to have such means.

At this time, the light of the flying sword gradually dimmed, apparently due to excessive consumption of power.

Zhao Feihong gritted his teeth and decided to use his final trick.

He muttered words, quickly formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out like a tide.

One flying sword turns into three, and three turns into nine.

The azure sword body becomes more and more transparent, as if it were ordinary, and the power in it must be quite impressive.

This is his famous flying sword technique, Jinghong.

The power is by no means comparable to ordinary moves. Not only has its power not been weakened due to the increase in the number of flying swords, on the contrary, the power of each sword has been greatly enhanced.

According to past experience, this move will definitely cause bloodshed.

Back then, he relied on this technique to defeat several elders and ascend to the position of chief of the law enforcement hall.

After all, it is a famous stunt. Once it is performed, everyone will recognize it.

Everyone was talking a lot.

"I think Elder Zhao has a red eye. Isn't this Jinghong a killer move?"

"That's right, who doesn't know that when someone is shocked, there will be blood."

"I heard that the power of this technique is as powerful as an ordinary strike in the Golden Core realm."

"It seems the winner has been decided."

…

At the elders' table.

"Sect Master, Elder Zhao did go too far this time. It is really inappropriate to use this killing move against a junior."

The great elder also couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Don't worry, if Huo Yuan is defeated, I can protect him."

When Wang Teng spoke, he was still looking at Huo Yuan.

…

"disease!"

Zhao Feihong shouted loudly, made a hand seal with his hands, and controlled the flying sword to stab Huo Yuan.

This sword was as fast as lightning and thunder.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel at it. They knew that the power of this blow would be shocking!

Facing such a fierce attack, Huo Yuan remained calm and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

In the world of martial arts, only quickness is unbreakable.

The same is true for the way of cultivating immortals.

As long as you are fast enough, no matter how powerful the opponent's moves are, they can't hit you!

The nine flying swords arrived in the blink of an eye.

Instantly inserted into Huo Yuan.

But no blood was seen dripping.

As Huo Yuan's figure slowly disappeared, everyone suddenly realized that it was just a shadow!

The real Huo Yuan has long been missing.

Seeing this scene, the people who were originally prepared to laugh at Zhao Feihong were stunned.

Phantom?

How is that possible!

His full-strength blow was as fast as lightning, how could he not hit it!

Zhao Feihong's eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

If this blow misses, it will mean that this battle will be lost!

With his current state of complete lack of spiritual power, he would certainly not be able to stop Huo Yuan's mysterious offensive.

At this moment, I have become a turtle in a urn!

Zhao Feihong found it difficult to accept.

"Elder Zhao, are you afraid?"

Huo Yuan's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This made Zhao Feihong tremble, but as an elder with thousands of disciples around him, how could he give in!

Zhao Feihong had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Afraid? There is no such word in my life!"

"I admire it! I admire it!"

Huo Yuanjie smiled and said, "It was Elder Zhao who made the move just now. Now I will ask for advice. If the elder can take it, then I will lose this battle."

"Hmph! I was just testing you just now. Come on, I will definitely take them all!"

At this point, Zhao Feihong had to take them even if he didn't want to.

Huo Yuan was secretly happy.

Old Deng, don't blame me then.

With a flick of his finger, three thunder talismans appeared instantly.

With a touch of spiritual power, the talismans were instantly activated, and immediately turned into tokens covered with thunder, flying towards the sky.

Everyone was confused.

What kind of magic is this?

It's unheard of.

Zhao Feihong looked at the three talismans that escaped into the void, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Could Huo Yuan really have any killer moves?

On the sky, dark clouds rushed in from all directions.

The dark clouds pressed down on the city and were about to destroy it!

The heavy dark clouds made everyone a little breathless.

Just the clouds have such a pressure?

Boom!

Bursts of thunder roared from the clouds.

As the lightning flashed, it seemed as if a thunder and lightning python was shuttling through it.

Everyone stared at the lightning in the clouds, stunned.

What kind of magic is this?

Even earth-level magic may not be so powerful.

Could it be a heaven-level magic?

For a moment, everyone stared at the clouds above.

They had never seen such a powerful magic.

At the elders' table.

Wang Teng frowned, and a sense of crisis also rose in his heart.

"Quick! Let all the disciples evacuate farther!"

The elder woke up as if from a dream.

"All disciples, evacuate the range of the dark clouds immediately!"

A word awakened the dreamer.

Everyone woke up instantly.

Yes, we are all within the range of this magic!

In an instant, everyone fled in all directions, all hiding far away.

On the martial arts field.

Wang Teng was completely confused.

Especially when he saw everyone hiding far away, he felt even more desperate.

How to deal with such a powerful magic?

If I follow this move, I will probably turn into ashes!

Why did I mess with this killing god?

It's too late to regret now!

Wang Teng looked bitter.

"May our ancestors bless us and protect our descendants from this disaster."

Boom!

A lightning python emerged from the dark clouds, and its huge pupils condensed instantly, staring at Wang Teng on the field.

Wang Teng was completely desperate and stood there in a daze.

Isn't this the legendary thunder tribulation? How can I avoid it?

Is it too late to admit defeat now?

"Friend Huo Yuan, I admit defeat!"

Wang Teng didn't care about his face at all, he just wanted to live at this moment.

"Friend Huo Yuan, I admit defeat, you should put away this magic!"

Wang Teng repeated anxiously.

At this moment, he was like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously turning around.

Huo Yuan smiled.

"Elder Zhao, my disciple's strength is low, and I have not yet fully mastered this technique. I cannot use it freely. Can you think of a solution yourself?"