Fantasy: The Opening Sign To Heavenly Dao Saint Body

Chapter 86

On the eighth battlefield.

Cangziqian spirit sword shattered.

At the moment when it is about to be frozen by the cold current.

A spirit sword with twenty-nine patterns appeared.

The flames are overwhelming.

The heat is rolling.

In an instant, the cold current was resolved.

Cang Ziqian stepped and said in a condensed voice:

“Ye Aotian, you succeeded in angering, then let you see my true strength, can you catch it?”

Wow!

Twenty-nine spirit patterns flickered.

The orange flames were raging to the sky, and it turned out to be overwhelming. The scorching waves and the roasted ground burst and melted.

In the flames, three giant pythons flew and roared, with a force of shocking the sky, Spirit Power has reached the level of Foundation Building Ninth Stage.

this strike, Foundation Building Eighth Stage must die!

Ninth Stage is also at risk of serious injury.

“What, twenty-nine-patterned spirit sword!”

“The Cang family has such a thick family background. The twenty-nine-patterned spirit sword that I actually bought is not cheap.”

“Not only that it is not cheap, it is that the three major disciples may not be able to afford it, but that is a spirit sword worth millions of dollars.”

“Cangziqian really played it, and all this kind of hole cards were used.”

At this moment, many people changed their colors, and the eyes of the people in white were condensed, and wisps of murderous intent appeared, ready to save people at any time.

Wu Xingyun shook his head and sighed. He looked in the direction of the Wuji Sect. This Scarlet Water Spirit Sword, he couldn’t be more familiar with it. Wasn’t it the sword used by Zhao Jianren of the Wuji Sect. It actually returned to Cang Ziqian’s hands. It seemed Wuji. The door couldn’t accommodate this Ye Aotian.

Zhao Jianchen was also taken aback. He was already desperate, thinking that Cangziqian’s defeat had been determined, but he never thought that his brother’s red dragon would appear in Cangziqian’s hands:

“Brother you…”

Zhao Jianren’s face was gloomy:

“I don’t believe Ye Aotian, so you won’t die.”

Cang Ziqian was holding the Red Dragon Spirit Sword, his face turned pale, and he wanted to activate twenty-nine spiritual patterns. It was much more difficult than he thought. This strike almost condensed his whole body Spirit Power to do it, which also means After a blow, in the quarterfinals finals, he was no longer able to fight.

Originally, he refused to force this twenty-nine-pattern spirit sword. At this moment, Ye Aotian’s talent and strength have the capital to squeeze out the top eight. If he takes a risk and keeps his own reputation, it will be a real success. Stepping stones.

“Ye Aotian, die!”

Cang Ziqian’s hideous face almost roared, holding the Scarlet Flood Spirit Sword in both hands, slashing down with all his strength.

call!

In an instant, the three-headed giant flame dragon swiftly twisted the body of the flame, like a sharp arrow, flew out, and rushed straight to the area where Ye Aotian was. Spirit Power that is almost devastating howling flames.

In the audience, many people saw this scene with their faces pale as paper, and even their breathing became stagnant. It was a kind of intense emotional fluctuation that could only be produced by facing Death.

Red Jiao’s full blow.

Ninety percent of the people in the field are not sure to follow it.

“Ye Aotian, you are dead.”

“That also means that in order to launch this strike, Cang Ziqian nearly exhausted all the Spirit Power of his body, so whoever is in the Foundation Building is absolutely sure to take it.”

“Not many, Xiangyun City is just one hand.”

“Terror!”

Staring at the Cang Ziqian whose aura suddenly became several times stronger, and the three-headed red-headed scorpion rushing in the waves, Ye Fei only appeared a little surprised:

“Well, the twenty-nine-pattern spirit sword, it may be ruinous in front of others, but in front of me… it’s worthless.”

“No matter how much you prepare, you can’t change the fate of being trampled on the soles of my feet.”

The next moment, Ye Fei no longer stood still and didn’t understand, suddenly turned into a sharp arrow, and rushed straight to the three flames.

There was a monstrous fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Is he crazy?”

Someone saw Ye Fei not hiding, but instead greeted him and exclaimed.

“Arrogant! Facing the Red Jiao and trying to overcome it, it is no different from looking for death.”

Others echoed.

Almost everyone on the scene knew what Ye Aotian’s move would bring, so they felt that Ye Aotian had made a stupid decision and would kill him because of it.

call!

In a twinkling of an eye, Ye Fei was completely wrapped in the monstrous fire wave, and it was hard to see the internal scene.

Among the flames.

Ye Fei’s whole body is wrapped in the extremely cold Spirit Power, and there is endless monstrous flames all around, and he can’t even hurt his clothes. At this moment, in front of him, three blazing fire scorpions have already rushed.

Wow!

In the next moment, Ye Fei slapped a sharp scratch, as if he was holding a water curtain with his hand. The flame python that contained the Foundation Building Ninth Stage’s attack method was easily torn into bubbles.

Immediately afterwards, his body whirled, Fengming’s sword twisted, and another extremely cold air current slashed out, and it fell on a reckless head, completely freezing the Spirit Power energy into one. Crystal ice sculptures.

Click!

The ice crystal flood dragon burst, and the three-meter-long body turned into extremely cold crystal powder, dissipating in the void.

It was also at this time that the last dragon head had hovered around Ye Fei’s body, and the heat wave was pressing, as if being in a magma purgatory, that huge head swooped down from the sky, and bite towards the tiny human being below. .

“break!”

Ye Fei’s fist condensed, without any fancy, he rushed to the fire wave with his flesh and blood.

boom!

The fist imprint collided with the giant Jiao Beast, the collision sound was violent and ear-piercing, and it had the potential to shock the clouds, and a strong wind roared and surged.

“Dead?”

“I guess it’s already well done.”

“In the face of such a powerful flame force, I am afraid there will be no ashes left.”

“Although he is a masterpiece, it’s a pity that he is a little overpowered, but it’s a pity.”

“The pool of Xiangyun City is deep. The sword in Cang Ziqian’s hand, but Zhao Jianren’s Scarlet Jiao, is enough to explain everything.”

“What, that is the weapon of the Promise Gate?”

“Sisi…In other words, Promise Gate wants Ye Aotian to die.”

“No wonder Cang Ziqian suddenly had a twenty-nine-patterned spirit sword?”

There were different opinions in the audience, but there was one thing that could be unified, that is, the young people who rushed into the fire wave had no chance of surviving.

Wow!

On the battle platform, strong winds lifted up, and the boundless fire wave disappeared cleanly in the surging of a grand cold current.

Ye Fei stepped out with a sword and took Cang Ziqian’s throat.

“A murderer must have the consciousness of being killed!”

“Cangziqian, you should have had this experience!”

Staring at An Ran unharmed, Ye Fei rushed out, and even launched a deadly sword at Cang Ziqian.

In the auditorium, everyone was like a ghost, rushing, and the rows of people all stood up, staring at the Daoist shadow in venue 8 in a daze, and their eyes were full of horror.

“What…what do you say?”

“Is this Foundation Building Ninth Stage Cultivation Base?”

“Fuck, this Ye Aotian has repeatedly refreshed my three views, where is the upper limit of his Cultivation Base?”

“Who knows, from the training of the Ninth Stage, all the way to the present, the strength of the Foundation Building Ninth Stage has exploded. This is unfathomable.”

“Where is this kid Sacred?”

“I can’t see through, I can’t see through at all!”

“One thing is certain, Ye Aotian does not have the Foundation Building Ninth Stage Cultivation Base at this moment, and he definitely does not have the ability to break that blow so easily.”

“Foundation Building Ninth Stage, I’m a little dizzy!”

“I can’t raise any desire to catch up.”

“Twenty-one-year-old Foundation Building Ninth Stage, damn it! Whoever has the talent to break in Xiangyun City, there is no one who has come before and after.”

“Compared to Ye Aotian, this horse-riding witch Xing Yun is actually just like a mortal.”

“Where is he, Sacred?”

…

On the high platform VIP seats.

Those who are extremely noble in Xiangyun City can hardly remain calm at this moment, twisting their bodies one by one, and their bodies can’t hide their surprise.

The 21-year-old Foundation Building Ninth Stage.

This son is called heaven-defying!

Even Zhao Wuyan had to admit at this moment that he had a strong idea of ​​soliciting in his heart, but unfortunately this son was born rebellious and disrespectful to the Promise Gate, otherwise he would feel as uncomfortable as sitting on pins and needles at this moment.

“Good, you Ye Aotian, you have such a big hole card.”

“This strike is enough to help you hit the top three, or, let Jianren come to the end of your myth.”

The three of them looked at each other and couldn’t speak for a long time. They knew very well that the talent displayed by this son was the city of Xiangyun 300 years later, and it would also be an unsurpassable story. The 21st Foundation Building Ninth Stage is really incredible. Imaginary ghost talent.

“This son is the best auspicious cloud city ancient and modern!”

“Absolutely talented!”

“No matter how difficult it is for someone to surpass!”

The three Patriarchs successively gave unimaginable super-high evaluations, that is, when Wu Xingyun shined, he never received this kind of treatment.