Under One: Play as Qiao Feng at the beginning

"Brother Fan, he is not far away."

"The Big Dipper array is ready."

Following Liao Fan's low voice, all fourteen people got ready.

Liao Fan could already see the Qiuli Sword in Qiao Feng's hand clearly.

That's right, it's the Qiuli Sword.

As long as he meets the Tianzong with the Qiuli Sword, maybe his master and uncle will be able to look at him with admiration, and maybe he can even become an elder.

Although Xueji is the orthodox Taoist, the Qiuli sword is also a symbol of their Tianzong, and it is also a token of Tianzong.

This time Xiaomeng lost the Qiuli sword. Although it was nothing on the surface, many people were already dissatisfied with it. Many people wondered if they could take this opportunity to pull Xiaomeng from the position of head. Being stepped on by a young girl in her early twenties all day long would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

"Qiao Feng, let me see how you block it?"

As Zifan said, when he was sure that the wind direction would not blow to him, he threw the white powder out.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped him, and the powder flew towards Qiao Feng immediately.

Qiao Feng was still on his way, he didn't seem to notice the danger at all, and started walking while swinging the Qiuli sword.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, a piece of wood whose top was sharpened flew directly and fiercely.

Qiao Feng immediately plucked the onion from the ground and easily dodged the blow.

He looked suspiciously at the direction Mu Mu was flying towards, and then fourteen young men in Taoist robes jumped out and surrounded Qiao Feng.

Right in front of Qiao Feng, a handsome young man holding a long sword was constantly looking at him with angry eyes, as if he had a blood feud with him.

"Who are you?"

"Dog thief, return the Qiuli sword, I will let you leave today."

"Qiu Li Sword?"

Qiao Feng picked up the long sword and looked at it. When he looked at the opponent again, he suddenly felt a little funny.

No need to guess, the other party must have come here on his own initiative, otherwise, according to Xiaomeng's personality, even if he came to grab something, he would at least send a few elder-level figures, instead of threatening himself with these crooked people.

"Qiao Feng, put down our Tianzong's Qiuli sword, and I will let you pass, otherwise today is your death day here!"

Liao Fan yelled at Qiao Feng, full of momentum, but in Qiao Feng's eyes, it was really funny.

"Even your head Xiaomeng was defeated by me. I wonder who gave you the courage. Is it sister Jingru?"

"Hmph, you are not ashamed to speak out, you are just a fluke for a while, do you really think of yourself as the best in the world?"

Liao Fan looked at Qiao Feng who was still in a hurry and said with a smile: "Besides, do you really think that I will confront you head-on? You probably can't use your internal strength at all right now?"

"Can't use internal force?"

Qiao Feng tried to operate the Nine Suns Divine Art in his body, but found that it was still functioning freely, and everything was no different from before.

"Hmph! What I used for you is the top-secret formula of our Taoist Tianzong, and you will definitely be killed here today!"

"Brothers, let's do it together!"

All the killing intent flourished.

The Qiuli Sword is the symbol of Tianzong. If he brought back not only the Qiuli Sword, but also Qiao Feng's head, in comparison, he would definitely have a place in the elder seat. When Xiaomeng is in retreat, he can also be the acting head.

"Wait, you still haven't said what your name is?"

"I am descending to the mortal world."

"Liao Fan, the name is good, but unfortunately it is too wasteful to use it on you. Since you don't want to live, I will fulfill you."

"Hmph! Don't be ashamed to speak out! Big Dipper Array, get up!"

As soon as the words fell, Liao Fan stood up and charged at Qiao Feng.

The formation of the Big Dipper, no matter whether it is Renzong or Tianzong, has matured, and the fourteen people are very familiar with this formation, and the cooperation is more tacit. The power is maximized.

"Whoosh!"

Since he was able to become a senior brother, it meant that this Liaofan was also very capable. He was as firm as lightning and made people overwhelmed, and the others were also attacking left and right.

One sword after another, like a torrential river, without giving Qiao Feng any chance to breathe.

As long as the reaction is a little slower, I am afraid that he will be stabbed into a hedgehog by the long sword.

"The fifth move of the Seven Star Swordsmanship, slaying demons and eliminating demons!"

Seeing that his long sword was missing a little bit every time, Liao Fan was a little impatient, and after a loud roar, everyone immediately slapped the people in front.

Because these people practiced the same exercises, they were able to pass on part of their internal energy to the people in front of them, passing it down layer by layer, and when they arrived, a huge amount of internal energy poured directly into their bodies.

A three-foot-long sword energy suddenly appeared on Fan's long sword. For a moment, everyone sat on the ground as if their bodies had been hollowed out, panting heavily, and looked at Fan fighting Qiao Feng alone.

"Qiao Feng, go to hell!"

The huge internal force also boosted Fan's confidence. In addition, Qiao Feng only used his own reaction speed in the battle just now, and there was no sign of internal force, which meant that his medicine was also effective.

This two-pronged approach made Fan feel confident.

As soon as the words fell, Liao Fan rushed forward without talking nonsense.

His movements were quick, and he came to him almost in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the sword charged towards Qiao Feng with bursts of killing intent.

"Whoosh!"

A white light flashed before people's eyes, and then they saw Fan standing behind Qiao Feng.

Seeing the joy on the senior brother's face, everyone cheered.

But soon, they realized that something was wrong. The face of senior brother Liao Fan did not have that kind of joy of success, but was a little dignified.

Only Fan himself knew that his all-out blow just now did not have the feeling of stabbing the flesh, but instead had a feeling of emptiness and loss.

"No, it's a fake body!"

Liao Fan's talent is also considered to be high-level, and he has judged the situation almost instantly, his face changed drastically, and then he swept back again.

The sword energy easily penetrated the big tree behind him, but there was still nothing.

"Eldest brother, above!"

After being reminded by someone, Liao Fan saw Qiao Feng clasped his fists on the branch above his head, and stepped on a branch under his feet, as stable as a rock.

"Shh!"

Qiuli Sword was pulled out by Qiao Feng.

"No...impossible, how can you still have internal strength?"

Feeling the pressure from Qiao Feng, Liao Fan turned pale with fright, pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted loudly.

"A sword!"

Qiao Feng didn't have the habit of explaining to this little shrimp, so he said slowly, "For Xiaomeng's sake, I only use one sword, and whether life or death depends on your fate."

"You die for me!"

Looking at the aloof Qiao Feng, Liao Fan felt as if he saw Xiao Meng's shadow, and charged up again with a loud roar...