Fantasy: The Saint Ancestor at the Beginning

Roar!!

As Beihu’s sword fell, the tiger’s roar resounded in all directions, and the shadow of a giant tiger followed the sword and pounced on the young man with the gun.

“Well done! Take my shot!”

The young man didn’t have the slightest fear in his eyes when he saw the phantom of the tiger. He moved the spear in his hand. In an instant, his eyes were filled with huge energy like waves! Thousands of spear shadows fell from the sky and hit Beihu like a falling meteorite.

“Galaxy marksmanship! Thousands of guns are coming!”

As the young man shouted loudly, his momentum reached its peak! At this moment, he was like a god and demon in the sky.……

“This senior brother is so powerful, the Northern Tiger may not be able to defeat him!”

“It’s hard to say… Beihu has been famous for a long time, and although he was nominally imprisoned in Siguoya, he did have a lot of training resources. Over the years, although his strength is not as good as that of several people who have made half a step forward. Transformation’s senior brother, but I guess it’s not much different.”

“However, this brother who uses the gun is not weak at all. If they each still have trump cards, it is really hard to say whether they will win or lose!”

A group of core disciples began to discuss. At this time, the battle between Beihu and the gun-wielding boy in the ring had reached a fever pitch! The sky was filled with the brilliant light of spears and swords. If it weren’t for several mortal realm deacons who took action to stabilize the ring, I’m afraid the entire ring would have been destroyed. Beat it into powder!

“Ahem!!”

The boy with the gun fought Beihu in mid-air, and his body fell heavily on the ring. He slowly stood up with the gun in his hand, bloodshot eyes fell from the corner of his mouth, and he coughed lightly.

Beihu has become famous after all. He has been strong for a long time and has strong spiritual power, but he has gradually become exhausted.

“Hahaha!!! Game over!”

Beihu was getting more and more violent as he fought. His rough voice resounded throughout the square. His broadsword was wrapped in a terrifying gleam and he was killing him in front of the gun-wielding boy.

Roar…

Accompanied by a fierce roar of the tiger, the powerful force instantly killed the gun-wielding boy. He was smashed out of the ring a hundred feet away

“puff……”

The boy with the gun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell completely into a coma.

There was silence in the square.

It took a long time for a group of core disciples to come back to their senses.

“The Northern Tiger is actually so powerful!”

“I am afraid that except for a few senior brothers who are halfway to becoming mortals, no one in the younger generation can defeat the Northern Tiger.”

Above the sky, a middle-aged Taoist man in black looked at Beihu with satisfaction, and said with a faint smile.

“Hu’er’s strength is already close to half-step into becoming a mortal, and he has comprehended 10% of the sword’s will. It is not a problem to reach the magical realm in the future… If there is another chance, he may be able to step into the holy realm.”

“Elder Lingmiao, Beihu’s temperament is too violent. If this continues, I’m afraid……”

Zixu Sect Master frowned, but the middle-aged Taoist smiled faintly and said,

“The sect leader is overly worried. Although Beihu is rough and violent, he is simple-minded and will never do anything detrimental to our Zixu Sect. I can guarantee this!”

“You are also doting on him to the point… ugh! That’s all, I hope so……”

The master of the Zixu Sect sighed. Although the current descendants of the Zixu Sect are pretty good, they are not particularly evil geniuses… Even if Lin Feng hadn’t designated Ye Chen as the Holy Son, this huge Zixu Sect would not be around in another ten years. No one can be chosen to take on the position of the Holy Son!

Dong Wuqi, the only one with extraordinary talent, is still a lazy and casual guy, unable to shoulder the responsibilities of the Holy Son.

“Hahaha!!! Who else wants to fight me, the Northern Tiger!”

Beihu defeated the boy with the gun, and his expression became more and more arrogant, but a group of core disciples did not dare to go up and fight with him.

“Since you all dare not fight me, the Northern Tiger, then I will boldly declare war on the sect’s Holy Son today!”

Beihu’s eyes were fixed on the top of Zixu Sect, and a rough voice sounded loudly.

At this time, in the Zizhu Forest… Ye Chen had completed his understanding of Transformation, and a mysterious aura surrounded him. his body spins

“Chaos Immortality Art, the Art of Creating Immortality! Reincarnation as a body, death and rebirth, endless……”

The power of a law began to gather in Ye Chen’s hands. As his eyes became more enlightened, the traces of this law became clearer.

Life and death, two forces blend together.

Boom!!

With the spread of a powerful aura, Ye Chen’s body seemed to instantly disappear between heaven and earth…or perhaps merge into this world.

Then the aura of transformation slowly rose on his body.

He broke through and became mortal!

“Yes, you finally figured it out.”

Lin Feng’s voice sounded behind Ye Chen. Upon hearing this, Ye Chen quickly stood up and turned around respectfully, bowing respectfully to Lin Feng.

“I still want to thank Master for his guidance.”

“Hahaha, all this depends on your own understanding. I didn’t give you any instructions. Just take this sword. The competition has begun. Win the first place! Otherwise, don’t come back to see me in Zizhulin again.”

Lin Feng had a very ancient long sword in his hand. The sword was inlaid with the Big Dipper, and the hilt was engraved with two words – Stars.

“Imperial magic weapon?!”

Ye Chen’s eyes showed a trace of horror. The imperial magic weapon means that the emperor once used it to obtain the super magic weapon. It contains terrifying laws and formations!

With the imperial weapon, the monk’s strength will also double!

“This sword is called the Star Sword, and your name also has the character”star” in it. Maybe it is destined for you – take the sword!”

Lin Feng’s voice fell lightly. Ye Chen held back his excitement and held the long sword, fearing that he would accidentally lose it.

Looking at Ye Chen’s appearance, Lin Feng felt funny… In fact, this sword was also used by him to kill the saint of the Ye family. What was found on his body was that the saint of the Ye family did not know how to use a sword, but he possessed an emperor-level magic weapon. I am afraid that other strong men in the Ye family did not know about it. This was an advantage for Lin Feng.

“The disciple will definitely live up to his master’s reputation and win the first place in the competition!”

Ye Chen shouldered his long sword, bowed to Lin Feng, and then moved his body and left the eighty-mile purple bamboo forest.

At this moment, Beihu was still shouting on the ring, and a group of elders in the magical realm did not stop him, because this The core of the competition is Ye Chen, the disciple of the ancestor.

Since this Northern Tiger wants to yell at Ye Chen, then let him yell. Anyway, if Ye Chen loses, this Northern Tiger will still be defeated by a few core disciples.

“Ha… I slept so soundly. Why is it so lively? Junior brother, you didn’t wake me up. Dong Wuqi , who was like a dead body on the ground, suddenly said lazily. He rubbed his eyes with his dirty hands, then slowly got up from the ground, and stretched out slowly.

“……”

The young man in black on the side was speechless. This senior brother of mine is really big-hearted.

“Who is that singer on stage?”

Dong Wuqi pointed at the Northern Tiger, said haha, and said to the boy in black.

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