The Rise Of Xiu Xian Sect

"Hahaha, did you hear what he said? They said they wouldn't chase us, it's so funny." A handsome young man from the Feiyu clan couldn't help laughing.

"It's ridiculous, they just woke up and they have forgotten what happened to them." Another young man said indifferently, obviously not cold with Tao Yang's words.

"Arrogant, you are just three Foundation Building cultivators, don't think it is the entire Feiyu clan." Taoyang is even more dissatisfied. The strength of the Taohua clan is indeed worse than the Feiyu clan, but it does not mean that they are worse than the Feiyu clan.

"Why don't you start?" Tao Shengnan frowned slightly. Since he was underestimated, he played so that his opponent would look high.

"Very good" Feiyu tribe said with gritted teeth after hearing it.

They thought they were meeting weak people who gave way to cupped hands, and they did whatever they wanted, but they were so "presumptuous"

Xuan Huang Jian shot, 64 Sword Ray carrying the power of heaven and earth, gushing out with lightning speed.

"Not good" A thin and tall young man secretly said badly. He met Jian Xiu, and at the same time his inner arrogance rose. He wanted to try the level of Jian Xiu.

A mirror rolled, shining extremely powerful aura, and flew towards Sword Ray.

After a few breaths, the mirror was knocked into the air, and there was a clearly visible crack on the side.

The thin and tall young people are quite painful. This is not a normal mirror. It is made of Magic Treasures material and has the ability to grow. It can grow into Magic Treasures in the future.

But his complexion soon calmed down. If Jian Xiu had no such skills, it would be too boring.

A golden knife and a stone tower continued to hit Ye Bufan.

Three spiritual weapons confront Sword Ray.

Tao Shengnan propped up the formation, and Tao Yang also began to attack.

The three creatures of Feiyu tribe attacked the formation.

For a time, the place where the six cultivators are located shines brightly.

Ye Bufan and Taoyang were not injured because of formation. The same is true for the three flying feather cultivators on the opposite side.

Those who can participate in this competition are all elites of all races, and they are not so easy to fall.

"You do have some abilities, but that's it." The handsome young man of the Feiyu tribe had a slight shock in his eyes. The peach blossom tribe's offensive power was different from what they had imagined, so he was going to make a big move.

"Feiyu Yaoshan River"

The young man said these five words lightly, like some kind of power from heaven and earth, and Ye Bufan instantly felt a mountain and river hit.

"It's good." Taoyang exclaimed.

"Peach blossoms bloom"

Tao Yang shouted softly, and the peach blossoms fell on the mountains and rivers, and there was a kind of artistic beauty.

"Three Thousand Swords" Ye Bufan looked at this beautiful landscape and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

For a while, Sword Ray slashed towards the mountains and rivers.

Aura is shining, the mountain collapses, and the river pours. In an instant, there was nothing left.

"Impossible, why was it broken so quickly."

The Feiyu people couldn't believe that their trick was broken so easily, and they quickly continued to take action.

Taoyang and Tao Shengnan were equally surprised because it was too fast.

"Nothing is impossible" Ye Bufan shook his head slightly and continued to draw his sword.

"Boom boom boom"

In another instant, Feiyu Yaoshanhe was broken again.

Taoyang did not stop, the peach blossom bloomed again, and Tao Shengnan also used formation to attack.

The handsome young man was stunned again. Before he could speak, a Spirit Power protected him and went straight to the outside world.

His talisman was broken.

Taoyang and Tao Shengnan attacked Ye Bufan at the same time as they split the mountains and rivers.

"Go" the other two Feather Clan cultivators also had no idea of ​​continuing to fight. They not only represent themselves, but also the Feathers. It cannot be annihilated here.

"Three Thousand Swords"

Dozens of Sword Ray swept across the sky and headed towards the thin and tall young man.

"Boom boom boom"

White fog appeared in the air, and there was another sound.

When the white mist dissipated, the two cultivators of Feiyu tribe had already dispersed. Ye Bufan saw traces of blood on the road.

Obviously they left. Ye Bufan also admired them a little bit. Can't beat, quickly withdraw.

They can block the blow, and the blood stains are left because it is important to escape. If it freezes, the result is not good for them.

"It's so fast." Tao Yang was also a little surprised, they were too anxious.

"Brother Ye, it's taking advantage of the next." Tao Yang made another last move and sent the arrogant handsome young man away.

"Nothing, there are more opponents, come one by one." Ye Bufan laughed. He is not from the Peach Blossom tribe, so he didn't have much enthusiasm. Of course there is still the enthusiasm for hurting opponents.

"Find a place, take a break and go" Tao Shengnan was attacked by two other cultivators at the time. Although there were formations and no injuries, the Spirit Power consumption was a bit large.

"good"

Tao Yang and Ye Bufan nodded, they also need to restore Spiritual Qi.

...

When the other two spirit races were recovering Spiritual Qi, Ye Bufan was thinking about today's battle, and he gradually understood three thousand swords.

The opponent's attack was a mountain and river, covering one's own side, but three thousand swords broke them in an instant.

At this point, the other five cultivators are a little curious. The power of 3000 swords is indeed good, but if it is broken in an instant, it is unclear in terms of strength.

Ye Bufan has an answer vaguely.

The three thousand swords obtained from the trade fair were incomplete, but after nearly two decades of research, he gradually understood something.

When the three thousand swords reach the Dacheng level, they are carrying three thousand world attacks. But it is not mainly an attack, but to destroy the three thousand worlds.

That's right, it means breaking through three thousand worlds. This is Ye Bufan's feeling. Although he didn't get all the three thousand swords, he believed that even if he got it, his sentiment would still be like this.

There is no reason, it is this kind of self-confidence.

...

The cultivators of the eight races outside are chatting. Although they do not agree with each other, they are allies after all.

The old man of the Jinling clan stopped talking with the earthling cultivator, staring at the secret realm, he vaguely felt a sense of Spirit Power.

After two breaths, a figure landed, with dumbfounded expressions in his eyes, staring blankly at everyone on the scene.

"What are you doing in a daze, come here soon"

The old man of the Feiyu clan saw that it was his clan's business, so he glared at him and hurriedly called him back.

"..."

After the handsome young man came back, he explained what he had experienced on the battlefield.

"Um"

The old man just nodded, did not speak much, and cursing was useless, and it was not appropriate for him to curse. By his age and status, these things are no longer important. If it were not for uninvited guests, he would not come in person.

Because the young people of Feiyu tribe were sent back to the outside world, the cultivators of all tribes stopped talking briefly.

Some cultivators of the Seven Clan watched the handsome young man come back for the first time, with no expression on his face, but a little comfort in his heart.

Although I can afford to lose, I still have a face. I was the first one to be teleported. I lost my Face. It could be a cultivator of another race, which is the best thing.

The eight tribes are allies, they just glanced at the handsome young man, but didn't say anything about him.

After the handsome young man's affairs, the eight ethnic groups continued to chat.

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