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Dao Chongzhen said calmly, "Junior brother, it is not yet known whether this bead is the relic of senior brother Qianchu. Even if it is, it cannot be said to be the magical power of Tai Chi Sect."

Taoist Chili was speechless for a moment after hearing this. As the leader of Burning Sky Peak, he actually knew very well that the previous masters of Burning Sky Peak did not have such fire beads at all.

Even though this treasure was created by Taoist Qianchu, Qianchu's weapon refining skills were originally taught by a stranger when he was young, and there is no inheritance in Tai Chi Sect.

Lei Yitong held the green cicada staff in his left hand, and with a little movement of his right hand, the Taiyin Thunder Finger shot out. The flames that came to him seemed to be covered by an invisible big hand, and were quickly extinguished, but the powerful thunder and lightning were also annihilated at the same time.

Shi Feng was overjoyed when he saw that the Yanbao Qi was not restrained by the thunder and lightning. With a flick of his finger, another black bead shot towards Lei Yitong's left shoulder.

He remembered that when Lei Yitong was practicing a few days ago, the lungs and Taiyin meridians were damaged. The move he won the day before yesterday was due to the flaw in Lei Yitong's left shoulder.

Sure enough, Lei Yitong's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly moved out of the way with a thunder escape. Then five thunders were fired, and the cyan wooden thunder protected him.

"Damn it!" Lei Yitong saw that he was about to win, but he didn't expect that the treasures in the opponent's bag were endless, and he suddenly turned the situation around.

When Shi Feng took out the third bead, Lei Yitong couldn't bear it anymore, shouted loudly, turned his hand and sacrificed the Seven Evils into Thunder.

Seven white tigers roared and jumped out, standing on the stone platform to the east or west, up or down. Their positions seemed chaotic, but in fact there was a lot of mystery.

This is an important thunder treasure. Back then, Lei Yitong relied on this treasure to compete with the Thunderstorm Beast King holding a thunder stone.

The monks in the audience felt a terrifying Yuan Power rising up, shrouding Shi Feng.

The arena space is limited, how to resist?

Shi Feng raised his left palm, and three gongbu swords flew in circles. At the same time, red light forced out of his body and raised a flame shield.

When the lightning fell, the three thunder-absorbing swords could not withstand it, and another 70% of the lightning poured into the flame shield. The divine light that was originally forced out of the body for more than a foot suddenly shrank by more than half.

Miss Ning San whispered, "Even if Mr. Lei wins this battle, it will be disgraceful. Fellow Taoist Shi is obviously good at swordsmanship, but he can't use Taiji Swordsmanship. This is not the same as having one hand tied to Mr. Lei." Are you fighting?"

Miss Ning glared at her, "Third sister, what nonsense are you talking about!"

All the guests at the viewing banquet were invited by the Seven Alliances. They ate well, drank well, and treated each other with courtesy. As a result, the third sister actually cried out for the guy named Shi. If these words reached the ears of Wu Leimen, wouldn't it be offending?

Except for the Fourth Miss in the Ning Mansion, the Third Miss Ning has a cold relationship with everyone else. She said coldly, "Monks don't lie. I will say whatever comes to my mind."

Miss Ning scolded, "What a monk! If grandpa hears what you said, he will never spare you.

Also, I know that guy surnamed Shi did some small favors to you because he thought you were a young lady from the Ning family and had ulterior motives..."

Miss Ning San said angrily, "It's none of your business what kind of friends I make!"

Seeing that the two sisters were about to quarrel, Yi Tongze quickly interrupted and deliberately asked Yi Tongshang next to him, "Second brother, do you know what these seven white tigers are?"

Mr. Yi Er replied, "This thing is called Qisha Transformed into Thunder. It is a very famous thunder magic weapon. The seven white tigers can swallow thunder and lightning, intertwined into an array, and the power is amazing."

"Second brother, if it were you in the ring, how should you deal with it?"

Young Master Yi mused, "With this kind of magic weapon, blind defense will definitely lead to defeat. The only way is to break out of the formation. As the saying goes, to capture the thief first, you must find a way to knock down the owner of the magic weapon."

The hero had the same idea, and Shi Feng on the stage thought the same way. When half of the aura was cut off from the flame shield, he knew that with only the mana shield, he could only sit back and wait for death.

The spiritual light suddenly died, and Shi Feng rose into the sky, quickly passing over the seven white tigers.

If it were outside the wilderness, this teleportation would have left the range of the Seven Evils' thunder, enough to deal with the opponent.

However, the Jixia Academy is now, and the sky above seems empty and clear. In fact, there is a huge glazed mirror that covers the entire academy.

Shi Feng flew to the end, more than thirty feet above the ground, and his head almost touched the glazed mirror. He flicked his sleeves, there was a "snatching" sound, and three flying swords stabbed down quickly, using the Canglang Sword Technique.

Miss Ning asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you don't need swordsmanship? Why is this guy using swordsmanship again?"

Miss Ning San was very amused and replied, "Is Tai Chi the only one in the world who knows swordsmanship?"

"Then what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"I don't know him either. Just ask your brother-in-law."

Yi Tongze frowned, "I don't know them either. There are so many sword techniques in the world, how can I know them all?"

The three swords are the Chixiao Sword, the Qiao Yue Heavy Sword, and the Diaoyu Sword. They are all magic weapons. The monks in the audience were amazed and envious when they saw them.

Lei Yitong smiled coldly. If he were to fight on a level ground, he would certainly have trouble parrying, but now, the Seven Evils' thunder had been activated, completely covering the arena that was more than ten feet tall.

Lei Yitong sank, passed through the seven white tigers, and landed firmly on the stone platform.

The seven white tigers roared in unison, the sound shook the academy, and they raised their heads to meet the three swords, causing lightning to fly for a moment.

With Shi Feng's current skill and the sharpness of the three swords, the first white tiger was quickly destroyed.

Although thunder and lightning can restrain the five elements, their power varies, and it is difficult for thunder and lightning to resist such a ferocious fire-based magical power.

The sword flew forward like a violent wind. The second white tiger howled and was cut in half. The third...the fourth...

Lei Yitong's face gradually changed. Fortunately, when the fifth white tiger was annihilated, the flying sword also slowed down, and when the sixth white tiger was shattered, the sword stopped completely.

Shi Feng sighed secretly. He had already activated the stone pill together, and the two pills worked together, but he still couldn't break the seven evil spirits into thunder.

He pointed his finger, and the three swords flew back in an instant.

At the same time, the six white tigers that were previously chopped into pieces were re-condensed. They were not living creatures, but just the phantoms of thunder and lightning emitted by magic weapons.

Lei Yitong was overjoyed, and the green cicada staff urged the seven white tigers to continue to jump up, and Shi Feng's second move also chopped down.

The seven evil spirits into thunder still had a slight advantage, and the white tigers moved up about one or two feet.

Lang Huan looked worried, "At this rate, if there are seven or eight more moves, Fellow Daoist Shi will be caught up by the White Tiger."

On the stage, Shi Feng had a glazed shield on his head, and Lei Yitong was standing on the ground, one above the other, with the Seven Evils Transformed into Thunder lying between them.

If Shi Feng wanted to attack Lei Yitong below, he had to penetrate the Seven Evils Transformed into Thunder in the middle. If he came around from another direction, he would be out of the stage and be directly judged as the loser.

Obviously, Shi Feng's sword could not penetrate the Seven Evils Transformed into Thunder, and Lei Yitong was already invincible.

As for how long Shi Feng could hold on, it depended on the depth of his mana.

Shi Feng was a master of weapon refining, and he could see at a glance that although the Seven Evils Transformed into Thunder consumed a lot of energy, it was half relying on mana and half relying on spirit stones. With Lei Yitong's late Jindan great success, he could handle it.

It was impossible to exhaust the opponent's mana!

Shi Feng's lips moved slightly. This spell was very long. It took him twenty breaths to finish it. At this time, the seven white tigers were only seven or eight feet away from Shi Feng's feet. The monks below the stage looked up to watch the fight.

"It's almost over. This competition will soon be over." Someone whispered.

"Although this guy lost, he fought against He Lianbi and Lei Yitong in succession, which is already amazing."

"Indeed, and he also beat He Lianbi, who is one of the nine beauties in Qinzhong. I believe that Shi Feng's name will soon spread throughout the Qinzhong continent."

Shi Feng finally finished the spell, flicked his fingers, and the three swords flew back into the bag. At the same time, he flipped his left hand and held out a small tripod.

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