first fairy

Long Yunpan was the one who didn't respond to Rong Xuan's arrival. The aura of Long Da Pharmacist was also not weak, and he was surrounded by many waiters. He leaned lazily, seemingly facing the direction of the battle stage, but he was actually paying attention to Rong Xuan's arrival. Xuan, occasionally when the latter moved, his eyeballs would move to the side.

Under this bias, it is better to face Rong Xuan head-on.

Long Yunpan's tone was not kind, and he shouted first: "Look at what I am doing!"

Rong Xuan was startled, he put the cup on the table, pointed to the teapot: "Pour me a cup."

When He Liantian heard Rong Xuan's words, he secretly sighed that he was overwhelmed. Based on his many years of experience, Long Yunpan probably wouldn't even move.

Rong Xuan's expression did not escape Long Yunpan's eyes, what an expression!

Reluctantly, Long Yunpan turned sideways, and poured a cup for Rong Xuan with the teapot. He was not very skilled, but he hadn't poured it yet.Long Yunpan was awkward, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Thank you." Rong Xuan looked towards the battle platform, "It's started."

It was the first time Long Yunpan heard Rong Xuan's sincere thanks, he turned around and said to He Liantian who was blocking his line of sight: "Get out of the way."

He Liantian's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw before him, he was stunned for a long time before returning to the side, and couldn't help but cast a deep look at Rong Xuan.

Long Yunpan's eyes fell on the ancient battle platform, and he quickly forgot about the discomfort just now.

The crowd surged towards the battle platform, and it was very lively.

"There is an expert from the Spirit Emperor challenging Ye Tianyang, and Rong Xuan is here in person. It's rare to see him, how can he miss it!"

"Who is that?"

"Qin Lu, this year's hottest No. [-] in Immortal Burial Island, the ancestor of Tianmen Peak valued him very much after he took it under his sect, and the disciples of the main peak have seen it all. The new disciples have a lot of background, no wonder even the master of Juchi Peak dared to scold him. "

Many people whispered: "If the master of Wanshoufeng loses this, master and Wanshoufeng will lose face together."

The central meeting place on the steps is the best seat to watch the battle, with an excellent view, and the strong eyes of all the deputy peaks are staring at the battle platform.The deputy peak of the temple who had just landed on the seat was originally aimed at Rong Xuan, but seeing that the latter was firmly occupying the position next to Long Da Alchemist, it was not easy to disturb him.

"I'm really curious about the abilities of the new disciple who can be appreciated by the ancestors of Tianmen Peak."

The master of the refining peak coughed, and led a group of refining masters to find a nearby seat to sit down. They seemed to be infected by the tense atmosphere, and they all quieted down.

Xie Yuce ignored He Liantian, looked at Rong Xuan, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you not worried at all?"

Rong Xuan put down the teacup, turned sideways to get the teapot, the teapot was close to Long Yunpan, he didn't turn his head, and replied indifferently: "I'm curious too."

"The auction is about to start in less than a quarter of an hour. Can you make it in time?" Tangyue walked to Ning Shu and spoke in a low voice, obviously worried.

Only the Linghuang can be the peak master, which is a special case in Wanshou Peak, but most of the vice peaks don't know about it.

So it's not just Tangyue, everyone from Wanshou Peak is sweating.

Wu Daren wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a nonchalant tone: "What are you afraid of, Rong Xuan and Long Yunpan are here, even if Tianyang collapses and is only half breathed, he must be able to participate in the auction alive and kicking Go back after the meeting, no matter how bad it is, if you can't even catch your breath..."

As soon as these words came out, Fatty was immediately baptized by dozens of murderous gazes, and he swallowed the next words with great interest.

It hasn't been long since Ye Tianyang broke through to the Spirit Emperor, and it's only at the early stage of the first layer of the Spirit Emperor, and the other party has already broken through the middle stage of the first layer of the Spirit Emperor. If so, we can only make a quick decision.

"Peak Lord Ye was the Linghuang ten years ago. I heard that he has never lost, but Qin Lu is coming aggressively, and most of them still have backs. It's really hard to say who will win." The disciples in the field hesitated, but no matter which side they stood on It is a rare battle, worth looking forward to.

I don't know what kind of stone the ancient battle platform was built with. Even if it is bombarded with Lingjue, it is difficult to leave traces, and the few knife marks and hammer marks on it are unknown. The sense of ancient vicissitudes.

The momentum of the two changed drastically, and their figures turned into a flash of lightning, and they slammed into each other!Like a gust of wind passing by, it swept away and dazzled people's eyes.

Qin Lu had a burly figure, with protruding arm muscles, and hit Ye Tianyang's arm with the strongest force like a mountain. Ye Tianyang just frowned, his feet were firmly planted, and he did not lose the wind.

"That's right, I have some skills." Qin Lu showed surprise. He used this move without relying on all his spiritual power to beat all the invincible opponents in the world. His elder brother can stand still, but he can also block it!

Qin Lu calmed down and became more serious, and his competitive spirit was also aroused.

With this hand alone, it is not for nothing that this kid can sit on the record list.Just want to sit still, that's another matter.

"Then try this trick again." Qin Lu stepped back resolutely, and then he used the strongest spirit art, "The demon lion roars!"

Qin Lu's spiritual energy is majestic and strong. He opened his mouth, and the sound of a beast's roar came out, which was deafening. The short stick in his hand resonated with it, like a demon lion punching each other, sweeping all directions.

The spectator disciples who were close to the battle platform were affected, and almost all fell backwards, covered their ears one after another, and squatted down in pain.

Ye Tianyang's ears were roaring, and his mind was unstable. His natal spirit beast was Leihuo, although its speed was not as fast as Leihuo, but the innate supernatural powers of the natal spirit beast, the master can also use it. Although his movement was hindered, his speed was not slow. He took When the magical weapon was released, the long sword of the same level was glowing with snow-colored white light, Taixu's sword intent was urged to the extreme, and the sword's momentum was like a substantial killing, spreading all over the sky, blocking the magic sound and beast roar, and tearing apart the lightning at the junction. Cracking the void, scorching heat waves swayed out, scorching and pungent.

It actually formed an invincible defense directly with the sword attack, blocking the attack of the earth-level spirit art!Ye Tianyang's swordsmanship was superb, and the long sword left countless afterimages in the air, making people dazzled.

Qin Lu's right arm holding the short stick was numb from the shock, and he retreated suddenly. His right sleeve was smashed into ashes, and his arm was bleeding.Qin Lu was full of blood, and his injured arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped his face indiscriminately, and said firmly: "Have fun!"

On the other hand, Ye Tianyang was not much better, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, he swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, and the remaining trace flowed down the corner of his mouth.Ye Tianyang's eyes showed excitement, and his momentum became more and more high. New scratches were drawn on the ground of the ancient battle platform, and sparks shot out.

The sword in Ye Tianyang's hand was glowing with a faint golden light, which made the ground-level long sword extremely sharp, but the tricky trajectory covered up the sword's edge, and it seemed to be as soft as running water. If you accidentally hit it, you would see blood. Qin Lu was still at first. Able to cope, gradually unable to do what one wants, panic coping can be seen very aggrieved.

Rong Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, the apprentice's progress was beyond his expectation, but he didn't show his surprise, he said in his heart: "Not only has he broken through the Spirit Emperor Realm, but he can also integrate the golden spirit, water spirit and Taixu sword intent into one. It is just right, hard and soft, making people hard to guard against, it seems that these years have not been in vain, and the comprehension is not bad."

The scene was astonishing and the momentum was huge. Qin Lu's various spirits rained down on them free of money. Ye Tianyang used his sword to parry, but the spirits were less used. He said that the exquisite swordsmanship was only one of them, but Qin Lu had learned so many spirits. The method, including the method not taught by Tianmen Peak, although it is not skillful to perform, the terrifying destructive power is also amazing.

The battle was quite exciting, everyone in the stands was excited, talking in low voices, sighing secretly that if Rong Xuan was not absolutely sure, how could he let his disciple go to take risks.

Compared with others, Qin Lu in it is really miserable. No matter what method he uses, the other party will always have someone more powerful waiting for him. He will use up his own abilities, but he still can't detect the depth of Ye Tianyang. , Qin Lu couldn't tell whether it was just pretending or the real thing.

It was beyond his expectation that the other party could catch it without changing his face when compared with strength. Compared with speed, he could not gain the upper hand. Qin Lu's eyes were bloodshot. He roared angrily, and his spiritual energy burned like a flame. He came to make Ye Tianyang lose face. , instead of being beaten helplessly in front of so many people, this battle must be won!

Qin Lu let out a heavy breath, as if he had made up his mind, he put away his short stick, and with a gloomy face, he suddenly said to Ye Tianyang: "It's still too late for you to admit defeat."

At this moment, Qin Lu sacrificed a pitch-black snake-shaped sword with snake-shaped lines all over the sword body, and the hostility suddenly appeared, and the icy cold air spread, and the needle-like chill could be felt from a long distance.

"Holy Artifact!" The sharp-eyed man yelled, "Spirit-Binding Holy Sword! The ancestor actually gave him such a treasure."

The holy artifact, a holy word, instantly ignited the atmosphere of the audience.

"It seems that I was really pushed, and even took out the sacred weapon. It is wise for Feng Lord Ye to admit defeat now, otherwise the opponent will not be able to control the high-level magic weapon, and his life will be taken instead, which is not worth it. "Someone looked in the direction of Rong Xuan, a new generation replaces the old, and the inaction of the predecessors will always be replaced by the descendants.

The expression of the people from Wanshou Peak suddenly changed: "Shameless! You still use this kind of magic weapon in the first battle of the same level. Isn't this obviously a deception? Tianmen Peak's heavy treasure is the one that ranks at the forefront among the swords and magic weapons of the Shangqing Xianzong , does this mean you don’t intend to keep alive?”

Rong Xuan squeezed the armrest of the seat and tightened it suddenly, but did not stand up. He knew that the apprentice had not used all his strength, and had already triggered the dual-attribute spiritual power of gold and water to explode, and there was a pile of corpses on the opposite side.

It's too late now, even he doesn't know what Ye Tianyang can do.Rong Xuan's face was cold, but there was a faint light in his eyes, it depends on how Ye Tianyang responds, being able to bend and stretch is also a skill.

There was a commotion underneath, one by one looked at the direction of Wanshoufeng, with a playful expression: "When the master insists on going his own way and let the apprentice fight, why don't you plan to stop it?"

It's okay if you don't fight, most likely you won't win the first battle. Ye Tianyang's record of 32 points in the Immortal Burial Island of Wanshoufeng can be defeated by the new disciples in full view, which is not very respectable.

Ye Tianyang's expression remained the same, and he had no intention of admitting defeat.

The spiritual power of different attributes touched each other, and a dazzling white light burst out. The spirit-binding sword soared into the sky, and swept across the ground like a rainbow penetrating the sun. It resisted the long sword in Ye Tianyang's hand. The two retreated together, their movements surprisingly consistent .

"No, it's not a real holy artifact, it's just a fake, but it's also a heavenly magic artifact that has been imitated well!" The peak master with the sub-peak of Artifact Refining breathed a sigh of relief, with a heart in his throat , Indescribable envy, jealousy and hatred.I think the rewards given by the temple in the past were also heaven-rank magic weapons, but now another one comes out all of a sudden, although it is only a low-grade heaven-rank weapon, it is rare.

"I've heard that only high-ranking spirit emperors can control the heaven-level magic weapon. This son is no more than the first level of the spirit emperor. The ancestor dared to give this thing to him, saying that it is not important." But who is this person? De He Neng!

Ye Tianyang's tiger's mouth was open, and he quickly avoided the edge of the sword. He took the opportunity to look at the sword in his hand, and there was a slight crack in the blade.

With a shake of his hand, the snowy light of the long sword flashed, and he took the magic weapon back.

"Why is this? Is he even confiscating the magic weapon to seek death, or is he planning to admit defeat?" The disciples watching the battle whispered, and someone guessed, "It doesn't look like he is admitting defeat. Is it because he is afraid that the magic weapon will be destroyed? If he takes it away, he will be defeated." It can also be attributed to the magic weapon..."

"The time is up. Since you have given up the chance of a fair fight, it will be over here." Ye Tianyang's calm voice made Qin Lu, who was focused on urging the Spirit-Binding Sword, feel chills all over his body, and secretly cried out that it was not good.

Ye Tianyang gathered spirits in his hands, refined the water of pure spirits, and could manipulate it at will. The crystal water droplets condensed into an arc, and hit Qin Lu like a long whip, and were chopped into two pieces by the heavenly magic weapon without any accident. , The water droplets scattered, and exploded with a bang, disappearing like water mist.

Although the water whip was cut off, Qin Lu didn't feel relaxed, instead he was hairy all over his body. He has always been sensitive to danger. Sure enough, Qin Lu had just taken two steps when suddenly a heart-pounding pain eroded his whole body, as if being hit by an invisible force. The flames were scorching, wherever he went, wherever the thing followed, the heavenly magic weapon was thrown out of his hand, and it was inserted straight into the edge of the battle platform.

The water droplets in Ye Tianyang's hands turned into mist, and it became more and more handy to control him. He walked like a stroll in the courtyard, the platform was shrouded in a thin mist, and Qin Lu's face was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat. With a loud cry, he suddenly jumped up and down. .

"What the hell is this fog!" Qin Lu screamed, "Ah, what did you do!"

The changes on the stage made everyone feel inexplicable.

Rong Xuan curled his lips, and chuckled coldly, there was no suspense in the outcome, wasting so much time before, was this guy just playing with the other party, it actually made him nervous for a while.

At this moment, half an hour before the opening of the auction venue, before the bell rang, the hemispherical formation had already been opened, and the square door opened wide on the steps to the central attic.

Most of the unintentional battles were the sub-peaks belonging to the temple. Seeing Ju Chifeng taking the initiative to move forward, they lowered their faces and walked into the hall one after another.

The movement here did not disturb most of the vice peak disciples who were obsessed with the last incident. Even Xie Yuce was still looking at the direction of the battle stage intently. Rolling all over the floor, there is no image.

On the platform, Bai Wu was strictly controlled on the battle platform. A curious person touched Bai Wu and immediately screamed: "It hurts!"

Someone turned pale with shock: "This is... the water for purifying spirits!"

The white mist tightened, condensed into solid ice and locked on the opponent's neck like a sharp hook. It hurts to touch it, and it hurts not to touch it. However, there are not many lives in the hands of Daoxiu, and Qin Lu has a lot of them. It is almost worse than death. Terrible torture, the kind of bone-deep pain, if the will is not firm, it is possible to pass out at any time.

"I won't fight anymore! I admit defeat!" Qin Lu couldn't bear it anymore, he yelled and threw himself at the Binding Spirit Sword, rushing out of the range of the white mist, "Hurry up, come quickly, and take off my robe!"

How could Ye Tianyang have the mind to pay attention to him, he knew the moment Rong Xuan left, and jumped out straight away, darting towards the wide open door outside the attic: "Master! Wait for me for a while."

"You wait." Before Qin Lu finished speaking, he struggled to get up, and the Tianmen Peak disciples who came with him hurriedly surrounded him, trying to help him up, but immediately twitched in pain when he touched his wet robe, With a retracted hand, Qin Lu's legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

The disciples of Tianmen Peak took a step back, but they were still surrounded tightly. I don't know if they were nervous people, or there were more heavenly magic weapons.

Qin Lu didn't care about complaining to others, and stared at Ye Tianyang's leaving direction with a sad face. He had run out of spiritual energy, and even his voice was extremely hoarse: "Since there is such a trick, why didn't you use it at first."

"The auction hasn't started yet, so it's better to be idle." Ye Tianyang's voice came from afar, and the next moment he had already entered the portal.

The voice was full of energy and spiritual thoughts were used, obviously not only the spiritual power in the body was abundant, but also the spirit was quite good, Qin Lu couldn't touch it to prevent a mouthful of blood from spurting out.

...Is there anything more shocking than this?

"Pfft!" Originally still immersed in the battle, he had just inquired about what the Purifying Spirit Water was, and was wondering what kind of character Ye Tianyang was able to refine without fear of Purifying Spirit Water... All the disciples were amazed by this When they came back to their senses, they laughed out loud, and some even leaned forward and backward.

Apart from the auction conference, it was worthwhile to see this battle to the end.