The Spirit of God Million Domain

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Yang Wu stood there, the pupils of both eyes constricted, and both cheeks deformed ferociously.

"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?" Yang Wu had never been so angry before, any outer disciple of Sanjiezhuang didn't just nod and bow when he saw him.

Who dares to provoke him like Xu Feng and ignore him.

"I don't know, I'm not interested either, get out of the way, don't hinder me from killing people." The spiritual power in Xu Feng's body flowed, and Ye Gu under his feet let out a shrill roar.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you." Yang Wu couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that if he took the initiative to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, he was not Yang Wu, but a coward.

Scoff!

Yang Wucong took out a sharp sword from his waist, it was a fourth-rank spiritual weapon, the sword light was shining, without any hesitation, he slashed towards Xu Feng with his sword.

"Qiuyue Wuhen."

Yang Wu practiced the prefecture-level supernatural skill "Qiuyue Swordsmanship". When the swordsmanship is displayed, it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and its power cannot be underestimated.

In addition, this guy is a second-rank Lingzong cultivation base, so Xu Feng dare not be careless.

If his cultivation level breaks through to the Spirit King, with the power of the fifth-grade spirit body, even if he faces Yang Wu, he doesn't need to have any fear.

Gu Yong's obese body trembled slightly, it was an attack from the second-rank Lingzong. The power of this sword, within a few meters around, is full of sword light.

His eyes kept flickering, and he was thinking how to save Xu Feng.

Boom!

On Xu Feng's body, Batian's spiritual body erupted, and the power of the fifth-grade spiritual body was fully revealed at this time.

I saw Xu Feng was like a King Kong, with golden light shining on his body, and he punched Yang Wu's sword.

"Fist towns mountains and rivers."

The power in the boxing method made Yang Wu, a second-rank spiritual sect, feel oppressed for a while. He didn't even know what kind of pressure Xu Feng's boxing method produced.

Fist and sword collided together, and the violent air wave spread out.

Xu Feng backed away for a few steps.

With his current strength, if he unleashed the soul secret technique, he might be able to kill the second-rank Lingzong.

However, he didn't want to reveal his last hole card yet.

He is very clear that no one knows if there are strong people hiding in the dark during the assessment in the Three Precepts Mountain Range, and it will not do him any good if the secret of the soul secret technique is leaked out.

Yang Wu didn't expect Xu Feng to be able to resist his own sword without being injured.

The icy murderous intent in his eyes became more intense, and he said: "I never thought your talent would be so terrifying, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant?"

Yang Wu knew very well that the sword just now was enough to kill a Ninth Rank Spirit King. But Xu Feng survived this sword, which means that Xu Feng has the strength comparable to the Ninth Rank Spirit King.

When he thought of this, he felt a little scared in his heart.

It seems that Sanjiezhuang has not yet appeared, a genius who can fight across a large realm.

"Hmph, when I break through to the Spirit King, it will be your death." Xu Feng said slowly.

"You think too much, do you think I will let you leave here alive?" Yang Wu raised the fourth-rank spiritual weapon in his hand, the sword glowed coldly.

The gloomy aura erupted from his body, second-rank Lingzong, he comprehended the artistic conception of martial arts, and a faint light diffused from his body.

That ray of light was attached to the blade of the sword in his hand, making the sword in his hand extraordinary, and the aura on his body also became extraordinarily terrifying.

"Die!"

Yang Wu didn't have any hesitation, since he had already attacked Xu Feng, it was impossible for him to let the other party leave alive, and Yang Wu could not do the thing of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

No matter what, Xu Feng must be killed today.

The sword light flickered, and his whole body was like a sword. The sword light hung high like the moon, but it contained a terrifying aura.

"Yang Wu, what are you doing?" Just as Yang Wu took a step and was about to attack Xu Feng with a sword, a steady voice sounded.

A middle-aged man with a terrifying aura, whose cultivation has reached the seventh rank of Lingzong.

It was Gu Yong who stood beside him, and he didn't know where he went to find this middle-aged man.

"Oh, so it's Brother Bao!"

Yang Wushuang's eyes flickered, the aura on his body disappeared, and the sword in his hand was sheathed by him, and he looked at the middle-aged man with some trepidation.

"Hmph, you're so brave to ask you to maintain order. Regardless of your status, you want to do something to the younger brother." Bao Jin's face was full of anger.

As a disciple of Sanjiezhuang, he naturally didn't want to see Sanjiezhuang decline.

However, in these years, many elders and disciples in Sanjiezhuang have seized various opportunities to eradicate dissidents, making Sanjiezhuang not only have external troubles, but also constant internal troubles.

Yang Wu stood there, knowing Bao Jin's identity and strength, he could only quibble: "I just want to test the strength of this junior brother."

"Since Senior Brother Bao thinks it's wrong, I'll just stop trying, little brother." Yang Wu said, grabbed Ye Gu who was like a dead dog, and disappeared into the distance.

"Humph!"

Looking at Yang Wuli's back, Bao Jin couldn't help snorting coldly, looked at Xu Feng with a soft expression, and said in surprise: "My subordinate Bao Jin, I don't know what the name of the younger brother is? He was able to block Yang Wuyi The sword, really impressed my senior brother and me."

Xu Feng could tell that Bao Jin had no malice towards him.

Moreover, Gu Yong, who was standing beside Bao Jin, kept winking at him, which meant that Xu Feng should have a good relationship with Bao Jin.

Xu Feng also knew that if Bao Jin hadn't appeared here today, even if he could escape from Yang Wushou, he would still have some troubles.

He clasped his fists together and said, "Xu Feng, thank you Brother Bao for saving your life!"

The voice was neither humble nor overbearing, which made Bao Jin think highly of it.

"Well, be careful yourself, Yang Wu is very despicable." Bao Jin didn't talk to Xu Feng any more, turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

Gu Yong looked at Xu Feng with some confusion. He originally thought that Xu Feng was about the same strength as him, so he would get along with Xu Feng and talk about everything.

But he didn't expect Xu Feng's talent to be so terrifying. According to the strength Xu Feng showed just now, he might be able to fight the seventh-rank spirit king.

You know, Xu Feng is still only a ninth-rank spiritual master with a peak cultivation base. If he is allowed to break through to the spirit king, wouldn't it mean that his strength has improved even more.

Seeing Gu Yong's complex expression, Xu Feng laughed, walked to Gu Yong's side, patted Gu Yong's shoulder, and said, "Fatty, why are you staring at me? Could it be that you have some hobbies?"

Xu Feng said, and made a fearful gesture.

Gu Yong stared at Xu Feng contemptuously, and roared: "You have such a hobby, fat man, I really like women."

After what Xu Feng said, the strangeness between the two suddenly disappeared.

Xu Feng didn't care about Gu Yong's talent and strength, what he cared about was that Gu Yong didn't choose to run away when he played against Yang Wu just now.

That means that Gu Yong is definitely not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Xu Feng's principle of interacting with people is that he can share blessings and share adversities.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. It's really surprising. I didn't expect my fat man to be so lucky. I hugged a big tree without knowing it." Gu Yong stood beside Xu Feng, smiling all over his face.

Gu Yong seemed to think of something, and said, "By the way, do you know Chi Zhu Guo?"

"What? Red vermilion fruit?"

When Xu Feng heard these three words, his expression changed.

The red vermilion fruit is extremely precious, taking one can unconditionally break through the cultivation of the spiritual sect, this kind of fruit is simply a treasure for him at present.

"Yes, I originally thought that relying on the strength of the two of us, but competing for Chi Zhuguo would be a dead end." What Gu Yong said was the truth, if he didn't know Xu Feng's strength is very strong, he wouldn't have told the news.

After all, the preciousness of red vermilion fruit is no less than that of a fifth-grade elixir.

Those who competed for the red vermilion fruit were all the top geniuses out of the more than 1,000 people who came to participate in the entrance examination, and it was impossible to snatch the red vermilion fruit without the cultivation base of a high-level spirit king.

"Since you have a strength comparable to that of a seventh-rank spiritual king, we can try our luck." Gu Yong's news is very well-informed, after his inquiry.

Among all the people who participated in the entrance examination this time, there were only three high-ranking spirit kings. One of them is an eighth-rank spirit king, and the other two are seventh-rank spirit kings.

Xu Feng can have the strength comparable to the seventh-rank spirit king, so he can naturally participate in the competition for the red vermilion fruit.

"The red vermilion fruit is mine." Xu Feng asked Guyong, "Where is the red vermilion fruit?"

"Chizhuguo is at the center of our assessment site, but the guardian of Chizhuguo is a fifth-level monster, a giant python. We must be careful when the time comes." Gu Yong told Xu Feng.

Xu Feng's expression was also a bit dignified. Chizhuguo was guarded by a level 5 monster. It might not be so easy to seize Chizhuguo.

Although the two-headed python is not the most powerful among the fifth-level monsters, it is not weak either.

The two-headed python should have a strength comparable to that of a first-grade spirit sect.

In the middle of a valley, a red fruit tree stands there, with scorching air waves emitting from above, and the breeze blows gently.

There are more than a dozen fiery red fruits hanging on it, each one looks crystal clear, with flowing brilliance, and the spiritual power around the fruit is even more floating.

Around the valley, there are dense crowds. These people were all participating in the entrance examination, and they found the red vermilion fruit, so they naturally didn't want to let it go.

But no one took the lead, because under the fruit tree, there was a giant python more than ten meters long, with two vicious heads.

The four pitch-black eyes emitted a faint light, and the sharp teeth in the mouth spit out a mouthful of foul air from time to time. Its eyes swept over the surrounding warriors, and the majestic aura of its body permeated.

"Damn it, the two-headed python has been guarding the red vermilion fruit like this, we have no chance to get close." A warrior of the fifth-rank spirit king complained.

They all waited here for a day, but the giant python didn't move, as if it was waiting for them to make a move. (Wanyu Lingshen..4747468)--(Wanyu Lingshen)