Holding the sword and holding the sister away

With Fu Yan's current strength, it is actually difficult to distinguish the good from the bad.

Because of this, when seeing the white bear's eyes widened because of the spirit armor, Fu Yan thought for a moment that it had met an opponent, and it might be difficult to break through the fairy weapon on Han Tong with the power of the bow and crossbow defense.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

However, Fu Yan never expected that the stunned white bear would suddenly say such a sentence, and she was so surprised that she didn't know how to continue speaking for a while.

However, the white bear in front of him naturally didn't pay attention to Fu Yan beside him. Its eyes still fell on the Lingyi armor on Han Tong outside, with an incredible expression on his face: "No, there are still people using this armor now?"

Fu Yan finally came back to his senses, his eyelids twitched unconsciously, and he took advantage of the opportunity to look at Lingwei Yijia, and kindly said: "No matter what, it is also a genuine fairy weapon."

In today's mainland, fairy artifacts are extremely precious and rare. Fu Yan had also heard of it before. The pilgrim immortals of Tianji Pavilion really made many people helpless with their spirit armor.

Moreover, the Lingwei Armor is a fairy weapon that has already recognized its owner. Even if Han Tong wears it on his body, it will not be able to exert [-]% of its power. However, it is extremely difficult to break through his defense in this way.

From this we can see how terrifying the power of an immortal artifact is to ordinary immortal cultivators.

Now in Bai Xiong's eyes, the spirit armor in front of him seemed to suddenly become worthless.

Hearing this, Bai Xiong couldn't help but "tsk tsk" twice, obviously disagreeing.

"I didn't say it." Bai Xiong suddenly stared at Fu Yan again, showing a very proud face, and continued to sneer at Lingwei Yijia: "10,000+ years ago, there were basically no such inferior immortal artifacts. Immortals will appreciate it."

"So, you are a first-class fairy weapon?" Fu Yan asked suddenly.

The white bear who can only be regarded as a medium fairy: "..."

"That's natural." Bai Xiong replied without blushing, and then continued to exaggerate, talking eloquently: "I think when I was just born, it caused a sensation in the whole world of cultivating immortals in an instant. I kept it for myself, when they..."

"Stop..." Fu Yan suddenly reached out to stop.

Not to mention that Fu Yan is not interested in the tens of thousands of years of grand events in the world of cultivators.Even if she is interested, she can guess that what Ice Bear said may not be true.

If it is really a powerful and high-class immortal weapon, it is estimated that it can come in and out at will. There is no need for Fu Yan to bring it out of the tomb at the bottom of Youxin Lake back then.

"Why, you don't believe it?" Bai Xiong seemed a little dissatisfied with Fu Yan's sudden stop.

When the words fell, Fu Yan twitched the corners of his mouth without a trace, raised his eyes to look at the other party and said: "I will talk about this later, you have also seen the situation I am facing outside, I must immediately use a bow and crossbow to break through the armor of Lingwei, so that I can get rid of it." Keep fighting."

These words sounded very sincere.

Bai Xiong paused, but didn't continue to entangle Fu Yan to interrupt him. It looked at Fu Yan who was fighting with Han Tong outside, thought for a while, and then said: "But you didn't recognize the master, yes Can't use my body."

Generally speaking, it is really difficult for ordinary immortal cultivators to pick up and use immortal artifacts without recognizing their owners.

The reason why Han Tong was able to temporarily use the Lingwei Armor was because it was a fairy weapon recognized by his master. As long as he was approved by the pilgrim fairy, he could use it for a short period of time.

For this matter, Fu Yan is naturally very clear, but since she has found Bai Xiong, she also knows that she wants to use the fairy weapon, and it is not as absolute as she imagined.

"You are a weapon spirit." Fu Yan looked at Bai Xiong calmly, and continued: "I believe you will have a solution, just use an arrow temporarily."

Otherwise, without Bai Xiong, it would be impossible for Fu Yan to bring out the fairy artifact.

In fact, the white bear is still a little reluctant, after all, in its eyes, Fu Yan is not even a fairy, and he is not worthy of his help.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan didn't seem to understand the hesitation on Bai Xiong's face, but suddenly said: "Could it be that a single arrow from a bow and crossbow can't break through the defense of Lingwei's armor?"

These words are undoubtedly not pointing to the white bear's nose and saying: Are you not good?

Hearing this, the white bear in front of him suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring closely at Fu Yan in front of him, and said fiercely: "What are you talking about? This level of armor, I can not only break its defense with an arrow, but also It can be smashed in an instant!"

Fu Yan opened his mouth, obviously not convinced.

Bai Xiong is not stupid, he understood it after a little thought, and suddenly said angrily: "I can use an arrow for you, but this is not a way of provoking you, I just want you to see what is the real Immortal Artifact!"

It doesn't matter to Fu Yan, as long as he can solve the trouble in front of him.

At this time, on the competition stage outside, Fu Yan had been holding the Xingxiu sword and fighting Han Tong for a long time, and the cultivators who looked around were all stunned.

"I have to say that the Mistress of the Shuanghua Palace is indeed quite courageous. Even in the face of Han Tong who is wearing a spirit armor, she has no intention of admitting defeat at all."

Naturally, some people said disapprovingly: "It's courageous to put it bluntly, but it's the courage of a reckless man to put it bluntly. Unless she also brings out a fairy weapon now, otherwise this competition will undoubtedly lose, and it is also the case now." Just wasting time."

"But didn't you find out? Even though it has been consumed for so long, the true essence in Fu Yan's body seems to be still going far away. This is too scary!"

"..."

At this time, Han Tong on the competition stage was also a little surprised, he really never thought that the power of true essence in Fu Yan's body was actually so strong.

Undoubtedly, if he didn't have the Immortal Artifact Spirit Armor by his side, he might really be completely abused by the other party.

Thinking of this, Han Tong suddenly became even angrier. Fu Yan obviously didn't have any strength to fight back, but why was she still so calm and calm, and he couldn't help but get angry when he saw it.

For a while, he didn't have time to think about it, and directly landed in front of Fu Yan. It seemed that he was preparing to fight the opponent in close quarters. Anyway, he would not be injured, and he could always find a chance to defeat him with a sword.

Thinking of how Fu Yan was defeated by his own sword, Han Tong suddenly became a little excited, and his breathing became a little short.

Seeing Han Tong approaching him, Fu Yan remained unmoved, as if he had no intention of opening the distance again.

Raising the sword in his hand, the sharp blades hit Han Tong.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up any splashes.

Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but shook their heads, they all thought that Fu Yan was really exaggerating, the situation was already not good for them, since they were not prepared to admit defeat easily, they should save their energy and find other breakthroughs.

However, Fu Yan, who was in the competition, resisted the opponent's attack, and at the same time, his eyes fell on the spirit armor on the opponent's body.

Bai Xiong's voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "See the silver jade bead under the waistline of his abdomen, that's where the power of the whole fairy artifact converges."

Hearing this, Fu Yan couldn't help but quickly looked over, and saw that there were actually many small jade beads on the milky white spirit armor, which looked the same as a whole, but at the position that Bai Xiong mentioned just now, its color It is a little darker than other jade beads, showing a light silvery white color.

"When you attack, the whole body of the armor will flicker, and you must shoot an arrow at the third moment after it resists your attack. This inferior armor will definitely be scrapped and turned into an ordinary spiritual weapon. "It seems that in order to prove his own strength, Bai Xiong said very detailed.

After the words fell, Fu Yan thought of something, pretending to be a little surprised and said: "Didn't you say that it was smashed by an arrow?"

polar bear:"……"

As Fu Yan said, no matter how inferior the Lingwei Armor is, it is still a genuine fairy artifact. It is more or less unrealistic for Bai Xiong to smash it with an arrow.

I only heard Bai Xiong coughing lightly, pretending to be good for Fu Yan, the old god said: "It's not because you didn't recognize the master, you can't use my full power, and it's okay to scrap it to this extent, and it's basically impossible to repair it later. return."

"Besides, there are so many immortals and great powers here. If I really smash it with one arrow, you probably won't be able to keep me."

Fu Yan twitched the corner of her mouth: "..."

Fu Yan dared to take out the fairy weapon at the ceremony, so she was not afraid of being remembered, she believed that she would soon become a fairy.

Without piercing through the careful thought in Bai Xiong's words, Fu Yan in mid-air finally focused his expression and fixedly looked at Han Tong in front of him.

This competition has lasted long enough, it is time to end it completely.

Thinking of this, I saw that Fu Yan in mid-air suddenly exploded a burst of powerful true energy, and immediately pointed his sword in all directions, holding Han Tong for a short moment, while he stepped lightly on the void, pulling the two of them apart in an instant. the distance between.

Tightly holding the Xingxiu sword in his hand, Fu Yan didn't hesitate at all this time, and the surging true energy exploded immediately.

For a moment, the air around Fu Yan began to tremble violently, and with her wave of her hand, the Xingxiu sword in front of her split into a dense sword shadow in an instant.

Even though he felt the terrifying power around him, Han Tong on the opposite side still didn't care, but sneered to himself.

It is impossible to break through the armor of Lingwei.

Without thinking too much, Han Tong quickly held the sword backhanded, his eyes fixed on the swaying space around him, and he just rushed forward like this, without letting go of this terrifying blow at all. in the eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Yan in mid-air suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed down, and the sword shadows flying around suddenly turned into a huge stream of swords, stabbing straight down.

Thousands of Swords Return to the Sect!

"Buzz"

In the next second, all the sword shadows were attacking Han Tong's figure. Seeing that his body had touched all the sword shadows, the Lingwei armor flickered as usual.

In an instant, all the sword shadows suddenly started from the beginning and continued to annihilate to the end of the sword.

A violent light flashed, and Han Tong, who sprang out from the center of the power fluctuation, did not hurt even a single hair, as if no matter what, what Fu Yan did was useless.

However, just as everyone watched, Fu Yan's Wan Jian Guizong was directly annihilated, Fu Yan here turned around, and the Xingxiu sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Instead, it was a transparent crossbow.

In an instant, a monstrous power suddenly condensed on the bow and crossbow, but within a moment, this power turned into a light arrow.

In the shattered rays of light, there is a power that can destroy the world, but Fu Yan's palm is firmly holding the hem, and the cold eyes are condensed, and suddenly the arrow of light is aimed at the spirit of Han Tong's body. armor.

call out!

In the next second, a sound piercing the sky was heard. Where the light arrow passed, the surrounding space seemed to have been torn open with large and small gaps, which looked really terrifying.

After Wan Jian Guizong was annihilated, all this happened in just one breath. When Han Tong reacted, he saw a beam of light arrows suddenly passing through his abdomen and waistline.

"Click"

At this moment, everything seemed to be silent for a moment. Han Tong's eyes widened in disbelief. He saw fragments of armor jumping out of his eyes, and then he heard the sound of something breaking. .

Like a fine precious jade falling to the ground, the sound is particularly crisp.

A strand of black hair flew by, and Han Tong felt that his whole body was brought down by a powerful force in an instant, and Fu Yan's figure in his pupils began to become smaller and smaller.

The man in the air tilted his body slightly, tightly holding a crossbow that appeared at an unknown time in one hand, and the hem of the long skirt fluttered with the wind, which seemed a bit out of place with the cracked space around him.

"boom!"

Han Tong fell heavily to the ground again. Unlike the last two times, this time he felt as if he had lost all consciousness in his internal organs. Even if he wanted to move his fingers, it was as difficult as reaching the sky.

If he didn't have the Lingwei armor, he would have been wiped out by now.

At that moment, apart from the sounds of fierce fighting still resounding from the other competition stages, the entire Yunni stage was silent. It seemed that everyone was staring at the competition stage between Fu Yan and Han Tong, full of surprise .

For this scene, I can't get back to my senses for a long time.

Compared with the momentary silence around, looking at the hard-hit Han Tong and Lingwei Yijia below, Bai Xiong became even more arrogant, and said complacently: "But look clearly, now I know how difficult and terrifying my power is!" Bar!"

At that time, Fu Yan was also a little stunned. The moment she used the fairy weapon, she seemed to feel a destructive power. Just shooting an arrow, she felt a little hearty all over her body.

This taste is really fascinating.

But soon, Fu Yan came back to her senses. She first looked down at Han Tong on the ground, and then waved her backhand, and the figure of the crossbow disappeared in her hand.

In an instant, deafening cheers and exclamations suddenly erupted from the silent Yunyi Terrace.

"Who will tell me what happened just now? I just watched the other competitions. Why is Han Tong's spirit armor broken?"

"This... this is too scary, even the fairy artifact is broken, isn't it my eyesight?"

"Didn't you see clearly? Just now, Fu Yan also took out a more powerful fairy weapon, and shot through Han Tong who was wearing a spirit armor with an arrow. It is unbelievable that she actually took out a Immortal Artifact Comes!"

"Actually, we all forgot that she was originally the Mistress of Shuanghua Palace, and the Mistress of the First Palace held a fairy artifact on her body. It seems... not surprising!"

"..."

This reversal successfully aroused everyone's enthusiasm.

All of a sudden, the people around were talking to each other impatiently, like boiling water, which would not sink for a long time.

Not only ordinary cultivators, but even the people in Shuanghua Palace showed unbelievable expressions after seeing this scene, but after recovering, they were all filled with joy. color.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, and it's obviously more powerful than tianji pavilion's.

Not to mention Yi Tu and the others, they just felt refreshed and happier than they had won the competition. The other disciples and elders also looked at Fu Yan on the competition stage with even more admiration. At this moment, they seemed even more excited. It is the most correct thing to decide to join Shuanghua Palace.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaowen was also a little surprised, but he quickly thought of something, turned around and disappeared on the puppet boat.

Amidst the cheers, only Bai Yueli in the corner smiled to herself, she knew that Fu Yan would never give up lightly, as if no matter what difficulties she encountered, she would be able to turn the tide and come back.

At this point, the water on the other side is also deeply touched.

This person, Fu Yan, is like an abyss. When you think you already know its depth, everything in front of you is just an illusion.

For some reason, looking at the figure on the competition stage, Bai Yueli suddenly thought of when they were in the Water Lingzong of the Northern Territory.

At that time, she always felt that Fu Yan's existence was dazzling, and one day, this person would shine brightly on the mainland. Now it seems that Bai Yueli's initial feeling was not wrong.

Fu Yan seems to have really done it.

Facing the excitement around, Fu Yan in mid-air seemed to have never heard of it, she fell down on her own, and stood on the competition stage again.

In the big pit ahead, Han Tong's figure was already lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were full of scarlet, he opened his mouth desperately, as if he wanted to say something, but the blood gushed out.

Seeing this, Fu Yan couldn't help but frowned slightly, but she could feel that with the armor of the spirit on her body, the force Han Tong endured would not harm his life, but his whole body was severely injured.

If the foundation is damaged, it is unreasonable to want to ascend in this life.

But there is nothing worthy of sympathy, Han Tong asked for all of this. If it was a peaceful competition at the beginning, it would just be a failure and a loss of face, but now it has ruined the foundation and lost the fairy weapon.

The result was determined, and the photomask on the test bench naturally faded away.

Here, Fu Yan was about to leave in a flash. When he returned to Shuanghua Palace, a group of figures suddenly landed on the opposite side. Naturally, they were all disciples and elders of Tianji Pavilion. What was puzzling was that they blocked them without a trace. out of his own way.

Fu Yan paused, then raised her brows suddenly, staring at them quietly.

The two of them quickly lowered their eyes to check Han Tong on the ground, and Fu Yan took advantage of the situation to look over, and found that what they felt distressed at the first moment was the fairy armor of the spirit armor, and then simply checked each other injury.

"What's the meaning of this?" Fu Yan stared at the elder in front of him leisurely, and asked.

"Master of Shuanghua Palace, shouldn't you give us an explanation?" An elder stood up first, staring quietly at Fu Yan in front of him.

"Confession?" Fu Yan was amused suddenly, looking at the other party as if he didn't understand, so he said, "Swords have no eyes, since it's a competition, it should be normal to get some injuries."

Swish!Swish!

As soon as the words were finished, Shui Liuqing, Ming Xi and the others also quickly came to Fu Yan's body. Ever since they saw Fu Yan surrounded by a group of elders from Tianji Pavilion, Yi Tu and the others were overwhelmed with anger and rushed to help.

"Anyway, Tianji Pavilion is also a famous family in Central Capital, how can it be so unbearable to lose in a competition?" Yi Turen's voice came over before he could stabilize himself.

Hearing this, the elder continued: "It's normal for accidents to happen in the competition. We are not as skilled as others. Even if Han Tong accidentally died in battle today, we have nothing to say. It's just... Palace Master Fu has hurt us all." A fairy artifact, isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Yi Tu couldn't help snorting, and said with a sneer, "It's because your fairy artifacts are useless, so what's the matter with our Palace Master?"

On the huge competition stage, Fu Yan couldn't help but chuckled, looking at the opponent's eyes, a trace of coldness flashed across: "I thought, if you are willing to hand over the fairy artifact to the disciples to bring on the stage, it is already done Such awareness."

"You..." The elder of Tianji Pavilion choked for a moment.

The sudden stalemate on the field also made the immortal cultivators around a little confused.

"Is the Tianji Pavilion so overbearing? Only your own disciples are allowed to use the fairy weapon, and others are not allowed to use it?"

"I have to say, before the finals, I actually saw a competition between immortals, it was worth it."

"..."

The Tianji Pavilion on the stage naturally did not dare to fight Shuanghua Palace openly, but they were not prepared to let the opponent go easily, after all, the matter of damage to the fairy artifact was really serious.

"Don't you know that Lord Fu doesn't know that fairy artifacts are scarce on the mainland now, and there are ghost gates and demon realms eyeing them, and damaging a fairy artifact is weakening our decent strength in a disguised form." The elder quickly turned around. Returning to God, he still said unrelentingly.

Hearing these words inexplicably, Bai Xiong seemed a little speechless, and said to himself: "Are all the cultivators of immortals this rascal now? A piece of second-rate armor is actually considered a treasure."

Fu Yan didn't answer its question, but was too lazy to continue to entangle with the few people on the opposite side. Just when he was about to take everyone back directly, several immortal breaths suddenly descended from the sky.

No matter what, it is difficult to trace this matter to Fu Yan's head, after all, it was their Tianji Pavilion who took out the fairy artifact first.

Losing their wives and losing their soldiers, and breaking their teeth, they can only swallow it back.

Under the mediation of several immortals, the suzerain of Tianji Pavilion finally came forward and accompanied Fu Yan personally, and then turned around and brought back all the people from his sect.

At the same time, a new rule was announced to everyone: Immortal artifacts are no longer allowed in the competition.

Soon, the rest of the competition will continue.

On the unknown peak of Tianji Pavilion, the pilgrims stared at Fuyan's figure in the glazed beads.

"Bang!" A sound.

A teacup suddenly burst from his hand.