Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

However, all the elders shouted excitedly, but Linfeng was the only one who remained calm.

The shock in his heart was no less than that of the elders around him, but it was not because of the achievements of his junior brother.

It's the young man under the blue shield.

His four-character "fake appearance" is just right, it can be said to hit the nail on the head!

As a senior brother, Linfeng persuaded this impetuous senior brother more than once.

Warn him to practice steadily and steadily, not to rush for success.

He is practicing like this now, maybe he has few rivals in the sect, but if he meets a real master, this superficial cultivation is just a joke.

However, the loyal words were harsh, but Bei Chen never listened to them.

just.

How could this little-known kid from the Water Dance Sect say this word straight to the point?

wrong!

Linfeng suddenly realized, when was there a man in the Water Dance Sect?
What's more, how familiar is this man?
"This man seems to be the Ye Fan mentioned by Tianjun, and he is the target of this mission!"

Behind Linfeng, an elder told the truth.

Only then did Linfeng realize Ye Fan's identity.

"It turned out to be related to that senior expert. No wonder he has such eyesight, but I don't know if his ability is worthy of his eyesight."

At this moment, Linfeng's attention has been completely attracted by this magical boy.

He even had a feeling that in his hands, Beichen couldn't even take a single move.

In mid-air, the light and heat of Beichen's palms became more and more intense. In the mountain protection formation, some female disciples with low cultivation bases could no longer even look directly at the scorching sun in his palms.

At this moment, it seems that there are three suns in the sky.

Seeing such a scene, Lian Zhenyi felt anxious: "Could it be that this person's cultivation has reached the peak of Xuanji's mid-term?"

"This statement is true." Hu Mo agreed with Lian Zhenyi, "In terms of spiritual power cultivation, this man is indeed much better than me, but his cultivation foundation is not stable, and his comprehension on the road is even weaker. Look at him. The scorching sun in the palm, although the spiritual power is pure, but it is restless, and it is impossible to fully comprehend even the lowest level of Dao."

"So, Ye Xiaoyou can defeat him, right?" Seeing the strong man in the air who looked like a flaming war god, Lian Zhen felt worried.

But Hu Mo smiled: "He can't even touch Ye Fan's hairs."

As soon as Hu Mo finished speaking, two rounds of scorching sun in the clear sky had already hit Ye Fan fiercely.

Bei Chen felt that with his palm, this humble boy would be turned into flying ash.

As for the mountain protection formation outside the Water Dance Sect, it is useless. Such an unknown small sect, what kind of decent mountain protection formation can there be?

However, just as his palms were as powerful as a broken bamboo, sparks were sparked in the air, and they went straight to Ye Fan's heart.

A spiritual shield as thin as paper and as soft as water appeared in front of his palms.

However, just when he thought that the stream of water would turn into steam with just a light touch, his fiery palms seemed to seep into the endless ocean.

"This, what is this?" Beichen's eyes widened, clearly what he saw was only the paper-thin aura, but it turned into a boundless sea in an instant.

There are indeed double suns in his palms, but they are not real suns.

Compared with the real sun, the double sun in his palm is not even a drop in the ocean.

If the real sun had set, the entire Profound Sky Continent would have been burned, let alone this small mountain guard formation.

However, the scorching sun in his palm is not the real Nine Heavens Golden Crow.

Therefore, even if Bei Chen exhausted all his cultivation, he couldn't cross this vast sea.

The flames in his palms became weaker and weaker, and they were about to be extinguished, but his spiritual energy was almost exhausted.

He had no choice but to swipe his palm out of the water and take a few steps back in the air to escape from the endless sea.

As soon as the footsteps exited the sea, the boundless sea turned back into a paper-thin aura shield again.

"What the hell is this?" At this moment, Beichen still couldn't believe his eyes.

How did such a seemingly meager aura turn into a sea?
Such a meager aura, but it seems endless?

Where is the source of its aura? Even Xuanji, who was at the peak in the middle period, couldn't compete with it.

Where did the Little Water Dance Sect get its aura from?
A series of questions flashed through Beichen's mind, but he couldn't find the answer. With his current vision, he couldn't figure out these questions at all.

"Unexpectedly, it really resisted the attack of Xuanji's mid-stage peak master!" At this moment, Feng Shuiwu had no real feeling at all.

Back then, even Lu Liting in the mid-stage of Lingtai could defeat the mountain-protecting formation, but with Ye Fan's improvement, it became able to withstand the full blow of Xuanji's mid-stage peak master!
This is no longer as simple as improvement, it is simply sublimation!

From the mid-stage of Lingtai to the peak of Xuanji's mid-stage, the span is more than a thousand times?
"Unexpectedly, it was really blocked, no, it was completely crushed!" Lian Zhenyi's vision was far higher than that of Feng Shui Wu, and she could see the details.

Beichen in the air retreated exhausted, but he couldn't even consume a trace of spiritual energy in the mountain protection formation.

Among all the people, only Hu Mo has already seen through everything.

"What you see is just the tip of the iceberg of this formation. Ye Fan's accomplishments in the formation, how can you speculate? It's a pity that Beichen's strength is too low. Even one percent of the power of the formation is not enough. It’s really pitiful and pathetic for him to be complacent about his ability because he couldn’t be inspired.”

"Beichen, step back!" A deep voice sounded, and behind Beichen, a tall figure had already appeared. He was dressed in a long brown dress with the neckline slightly open, revealing his strong chest muscles.

The bronzed skin made the hearts of countless female disciples beat faster.

But when the girls moved their eyes to his face, they were suddenly startled.

The long scar on the face, like an earthworm, completely occupied the entire face, making people shudder.

Who is this person?
"What a strong breath!" Ye Fan, who had been sublimated by Tai Chi, had already clearly felt the strength of the man.

The breath is deep and steady, the divine light is introverted, and the aura of the whole body has been tempered and refined, and it has been condensed into every inch of bone and meridians.

So on the outside, this man is just a middle-aged man who has undergone physical training, but in fact, every inch of his meridians are as flexible as fine steel, and countless fiery forces are condensed in every inch of his internal organs.

Every breath he took was like a blast from the furnace, and just standing here was like a moving furnace.

"Could it be that this person's cultivation has broken through the late stage of Xuanji?"

Unable to see through this man's strength at all, Hu Mo has reason to believe that his cultivation has surpassed the level of the middle stage of Xuanji, and has really entered the late stage of Xuanji.

"Late stage of Xuanji?" The faces of all the girls paled. The higher the realm, the greater the gap in the bottleneck. Although the peak of Xuanji's middle stage and the late stage of Xuanji seem to be just a difference, it is actually a world of difference.