A flash of sword energy flew out as fast as lightning.

"Ghost Slash!"

Without any intention of testing, Lin Jichen attacked with all his strength!

He knew very well the strength of an opponent of Situ Zhao's level, and he had to seize the initiative and gain the upper hand!

The sword energy turned into a ferocious ghost face and bit towards Situ Zhao.

"A trifling trick."

Situ Zhao sneered, raised his fist without hesitation, and threw a punch.

"Burning Hell Fist!"

The fist force collided with the sword energy, and the sword energy was defeated and disintegrated. Under the ravages of the fist force, the sword energy was crushed with pure physical strength.

The remaining fist force jumped straight behind him, and Lin Jichen was knocked back several steps, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"-3800!"

Lin Jichen's eyes sank slightly. He didn't expect that his earth-grade skills were crushed. Situ Zhao, this guy, didn't underestimate him at all, and his first move was also a fierce move.

Being able to suppress earth-grade skills means that the opponent also has earth-grade skills, or even higher heaven-grade skills.

But heaven-grade martial arts cannot have only this little damage. The only possibility is that this guy's martial arts have definitely reached the highest level, and the grade is also higher than his.

Lin Jichen still wanted to take advantage at the beginning, it seems that he thought too much, this guy is very difficult to deal with!

Just after the fight, Lin Jichen was beaten and bled. For a while, the righteous monks shook their heads and sighed, and they were even less optimistic.

Lin Jichen didn't care about other people's opinions, it was just a minor injury.

But at least, he obtained Situ Zhao's attribute information.

[Magic Cultivator: Situ Zhao]

[Sect: Jiulong Valley]

[Profession: Magic Sect Fist Cultivator]

[Talent: Dragon Soul True Body]

[Strength: Initial stage of spiritual possession]

[HP: 250000/250000]

[Mana: 138000/150000]

[Strength: 1500]

[Defense: 1700]

[Speed: 1200]

[Critical Hit: 400]

[Heart Protection: 600]

[Toughness: 35%]

[Physical Resistance: 30%]

[Magic Resistance: 25%]

[Dodge: 20%]

[Skills: ~~]

This attribute can only be said to be outrageous!

He was on par with Li Xinghun at the beginning, and even in terms of defense and other defensive attributes, he was much stronger than Li Xinghun.

He is indeed qualified to be rated as one of the top three magic sect masters.

Lin Jichen didn't have time to sigh, he drew his sword again, the sword light was three feet long, and the magic power surged.

Stepping on the void, holding the Qingming Sword in his hand, he slashed across the sky!

"Sky Light Slash!"

The earth-grade martial arts were used again!

The light and shadow intertwined, like a ray of morning glow rising from the sky!

Bright as a golden crow! A dazzling beam of light was emitted in an instant.

Situ Zhao stepped on his feet, and the black crystal stone floor instantly cracked under his feet. He was like a meteorite, rushing up from bottom to top!

Facing Lin Jichen's second earth-grade sword energy, he was indifferent, and did not dodge. He was as fierce as a dragon and crashed into the sword energy!

"Dragon scale armor body!"

Large pieces of glittering scales appeared on Situ Zhao's body.

Bang!

The sword energy slashed at Situ Zhao's chest, and his scales looked like black iron from outer space. The skylight slashed on it, leaving only a string of sparks, and then disappeared.

After knocking out the sword energy, Situ Zhao flew to Lin Jichen with overwhelming force and punched him!

It was just an ordinary punch, but Lin Jichen flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood.

"-5200!"

Damn!

Lin Jichen wanted to curse.

This dragon scale armor body even blocked the earth-grade martial arts.

In terms of attributes, except for strength, everything else was crushed.

What's more terrible is that his strength is less than 1600, which can't break Situ Zhao's defense.

In the Sword Sect's territory, all the disciples, including Nangong Wu, couldn't help shaking their heads and regretting.

There is no fight at all.

"I hope this kid will give up in time, otherwise I may not be able to save him from Zhuge Zheng."

Nangong Wu has begun to worry, he can't guarantee that he can jump over Zhuge Zheng to save people.

At this time, a voice as cold as a valley sounded.

"Who said he needs your help?"

Nangong Wu's body trembled, he looked back, horrified, and immediately stood up to salute.

"Greetings, Master!"

All the disciples of the Sword Sect also shifted their sights, and seeing the beautiful woman in white clothes, as beautiful as a fairy, they were all shocked and stood up to salute.

"Greetings, Master!"

The cultivators of the nearby sects were also stunned, they never expected that the master of the Sword Sect was here!

The elders of those sects also stood up quickly, and said in a very respectful tone: "Meetings, Master Leng."

Leng Feiyan ignored the other sects, but just nodded slightly to Nangong Wu and the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"No need to be polite, just watch the competition carefully, it will be good for you."

"Yes!" Everyone immediately agreed and watched the competition obediently, their eyesI dare not glance at Leng Feiyan any more.

Although the leader is as beautiful as a fairy, the disciples of the Sword Sect dare not do anything presumptuous.

Even the other disciples of the sect next to them dare not look directly at Leng Feiyan because of her powerful aura, and they all became quails.

Chen Yuan is a player, so he is not afraid. He stares at Leng Feiyan's back and profile, and is amazed by her beauty.

It was the first time he saw the leader of the Sword Sect. He had always heard that the leader was stunningly beautiful, but he still didn't believe it. He thought that no matter how beautiful she was, she could not be more beautiful than Nangong Yue.

Now, Nangong Yue was eclipsed in front of Leng Feiyan.

It was mainly because Leng Feiyan's powerful aura and unparalleled temperament were too dazzling.

This was definitely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but be more jealous of Lin Jichen.

How could this kid be so lucky to be Leng Feiyan's apprentice? And he claimed that he had good talent and was a swordsman, but he could only become Nangong Wu's disciple.

Comparison is the culprit.

Chen Yuan wanted to become his disciple right now. Maybe Leng Feiyan would be impressed by his talent and accept him as a disciple.

Just as he was hesitating, a reminder sounded, which made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

[Ding! Because you looked directly at the head of the sect rudely and disrespected your teacher, it is considered disrespectful! Leng Feiyan's impression of you is -10! Nangong Wu's favorability towards you is -5! You will be fined -1,000 spiritual stones! After returning to the sect, you will reflect on your mistakes for 3 days! ]

"Oh my..."

Chen Yuan was stunned. How could this happen? He couldn't even look at Leng Feiyan a few more times...

This punishment was too harsh.

Chen Yuan quickly retracted his gaze, feeling aggrieved. He thought that if he couldn't look at her for too long, Lin Jichen certainly couldn't do it either.

Thinking of this, he felt much better.

Forget it, Leng Feiyan is too high to reach her, so she should just stay quiet and flatter Senior Sister Nangong.

The disciples all sat down obediently, and they were all as well-behaved as good students.

No one dared to approach Leng Feiyan in front of them, not even looking at her.

Only Nangong Wu could stand slightly beside Leng Feiyan, but he was also very respectful, as if he was on edge.

"Master, I wonder if you have any tasks for me here?"

Nangong Wu asked cautiously.

He didn't think Leng Feiyan would pay attention to such a small competition.

Although the Ascension Conference was quite lively and unprecedented, how could a strong man like Leng Feiyan care about the rewards of the Ascension Conference.

It was even more impossible for him to care about the fighting competitions between these young disciples.

Did he come to see Lin Jichen? Tsk, that was even more impossible!

How could a disciple enjoy such treatment? It was nonsense!

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Second update~

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