Peerless Taoist Body

"Son of a bitch, I'm here to meet you!"

The visitor shouted angrily, and the burst of spiritual power swept directly towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's face darkened when he saw this. He didn't expect the visitor to be so ungrateful and take action as soon as he came up.

"Fire of the Underworld!"

Several strange green flames flew out, igniting the exploding spiritual power with a sting.

"Hmph, Spiral Strength!"

The visitor snorted coldly, and saw that the spiritual power training suddenly transformed into a spiral shape, extinguishing the several netherworld fires, and then hit Han Feng's chest hard!

"boom!"

Han Feng took a few steps back, and the clothes on his chest were torn to pieces, exposing Bai Zhe's skin.

"who are you?"

Han Feng scolded him with a stern expression. He had suffered a big loss just now. There was a strange force in his body that was constantly stirring his meridians and flesh.

"Wanxiang Sect, Xue Tiangong!"

The visitor replied with an indifferent expression.

"Haha, it turns out that I came here for that trash. I just don't know if you have the ability!"

Han Feng said with contempt.

"Provoking me, the Wanxiang Sect, is the worst decision in your life!"

Xue Tiangong's eyes froze, and his arrogant figure suddenly shook. The majestic spiritual power shot straight into the sky, and eight gorgeous [Spiritual Whirlpools] loomed behind him.

"Ling Hai Late Stage!!!"

Han Feng exclaimed.

The eyes of everyone on the field were attracted by the eight [Spiritual Whirlpools] behind Xue Tiangong. Linghai's later cultivation made many people feel even more pressure.

"Elder Gongyang, your Wanxiang Sect actually hides such a peerless genius, whose aura is already comparable to that of a monk at the Golden Core Realm!"

Seeing the high-spirited Xue Tiangong, the people in Yunhai couldn't help but praise.

Gong Yangquan had a gloomy look on his face and didn't reply.

Xue Tiangong was their Wanxiang Sect's trump card in this fate battle and should not have been exposed so early.

"Damn the Witch God Cult!"

Gong Yangquan cursed resentfully in his heart, and then let out a sigh: "Tiangong is still impatient..."

Xue Tiangong, whose momentum on the field was at its peak at this moment, shouted coldly: "Welcome your punishment, Baoshu - Four Symbols Return to Origin!"

There was a roar from the sky and the earth, and as the wind and clouds surged, a massive amount of energy from the sky and the earth surged towards Xue Tiangong. For a moment, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder.

Xue Tiangong held four mysterious spiritual seals in his hand and shot out, killing Han Feng crazily. The sharp energy locked Han Feng's figure firmly, leaving him nowhere to escape!

Han Feng did not sit still and waited for death. He shouted sharply: "Based Technique - Netherworld Purgatory Spear!"

The sharp dark spear, wrapped in the monstrous fire of the underworld, stabbed at Xue Tiangong at extremely high speed.

No one expected that the two of them would use treasure techniques to attack each other. This was a technique that even some monks in the Golden Core Realm could not use. This shows that the two of them have profound cultivation base and superb understanding!

While everyone was sighing, the magic skills of both sides collided instantly.

"boom!"

The monstrous Nether Fire was instantly wiped out by four mysterious spiritual seals, and the sharp Nether Spear was broken into several pieces, and finally dissipated without a trace.

The four spiritual seals continued to kill Han Feng with undiminished power.

Han Feng's expression changed and he wanted to hide aside, but unfortunately it was too late.

The four spiritual seals firmly locked onto his aura and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

"boom!"

The violent spiritual power was vented crazily on Han Feng's body. His body was broken, blood spattered everywhere, and the energy of life dropped rapidly.

After the spiritual seal disappeared, Han Feng fell to the ground dying, looking at Xue Tiangong standing in the sky with frightened eyes!

Xue Tiangong didn't look at him, but glanced at the other geniuses on the ring with disdain. He didn't take Han Feng seriously at all.

Then he moved around and returned to the ring, obviously not intending to continue to challenge others.

Han Feng was finally sent out of the barrier by Yan Sheng, and a masked man in black walked out of the Great Zhou Dynasty and took him down.

This Witch God Cult has obviously been completely integrated into the Great Zhou Dynasty. The appearance of the masked man in black instantly attracted the attention of many powerful people.

Lin Qianshan's eyes flashed with a cold light, but he didn't make any move. The battle for fate is more important now!

After Xue Tiangong of Wanxiang Sect defeated Han Feng, someone else jumped out to challenge him. However, after experiencing the first few exciting battles, the dozens of battles that followed were a bit ordinary.

Occasionally, there were a few people who performed very well, but no one from the later stage of Linghai like Xue Tiangong appeared again.

All major forces have a tacit understanding of not using their trump cards. They are obviously hiding their strength and waiting for the final battle.

During this period, the remaining six people in the Taoist Academy had all been challenged by others. Except for Gu Lian, who was eliminated by a master who was also good at soul power, the other five people had successfully defeated their opponents.

Ye Chen and Dugu Yuexi performed the most astonishingly, both of them defeated their opponents with one move, attracting the attention of many people. Among them were Ji Hengyu and Hu Yanzhuo, as well as some people with deep auras. Without exception, their eyes were full of coldness!

Time passed, and one day passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, there were only about fifty people left in the barrier, and most of them were eliminated.

Now the remaining people are all powerful, and the weakest one has reached the middle stage of Linghai.

The two people fighting on the field at this moment are both at the middle stage of Linghai. One of them is Lin Xingchen from the Taoist Academy, and the other is a genius from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion in the Eastern Region, named Xiao Jingtian!

Both sides are masters of swordsmanship, and it was difficult to tell the difference for a while.

Lin Xingchen's sword was as heavy as a mountain. Coupled with his star spiritual power, when the long sword was swung, the mountain shadows were heavy and stars fell, and the power was amazing.

A person from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, his sword intention is as long as a long river, and the long river of sword energy flows slowly, hiding infinite murderous intent!

The speed of the two swinging their swords became faster and faster. As the sword lights collided, the sword intentions of both parties became more refined and pure. The two of them were actually training each other's sword intentions!

After exchanging nearly a hundred moves again, the two of them looked up to the sky and stepped back with laughter.

At this moment, the sword intentions of both sides are soaring to the sky, and they have reached the peak of Xiaocheng. They are only a little short of reaching the great achievement of sword intention!

"Brother Lin, we have sharpened our swords so far, it's time to decide the winner!"

Xiao Jingtian smiled loudly at Lin Xingchen.

"it is good!"

Lin Xingchen nodded seriously and replied.

The two cherished each other, and through the exchange of swordsmanship just now, they have become good friends in Taoism.

I saw the swords of both sides roaring, and their spiritual power spurting out, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions.

Xiao Jingtian shouted softly: "High-grade spiritual skills of the heavenly level - the ninth wave of sword energy!"

The water-like sword energy mixed with the blue water spiritual power turned into an endless river of sword energy and rushed towards Lin Xingchen.

Lin Xingchen did not dare to be careless at all. The power of the dazzling stars shrank sharply and turned into a huge star sword like a mountain. There seemed to be infinite power in the flowing starlight.

"Nine Mountains Sword Technique - Ling Feng Strikes the Mountains!"