Jiuxiao

That cultivator named Liu Min was handsome and looked like he was only about [-] years old, and he was already in the early stage of alchemy.

For all monks, as long as they successfully form the alchemy, they can stay young, and even make their appearance younger, so the appearance of monks has always been inaccurate.

But it is not these things that can change Lu Yanping's color.

"Elder Tai, I remember that the Jinghai faction and the Qinggu sect had an agreement first, and the difference in cultivation between the two sides of the fight should not be too large. My Jinghai faction is only a third-rate sect, why did you ask your faction to send out Jindan masters?"

Tai Cifang raised his eyelids, and said calmly: "Don't you still have two elders of Jiedan?"

Lu Yanping: "The two elders did not travel with them."

Tai Cifang: "That's your business. It's not easy for the Qinggumen to pick out two foundation-establishing disciples. If there are more, they are at least in the alchemy stage. It's not like your Jinghai sect... ..."

He smiled inexplicably, but did not continue.

It was this kind of mockery that made people even more angry.

The disciples of the Jinghai School were filled with righteous indignation, but there was nothing they could do.

They have never realized the importance of strength like they are now, just because the opponent is the third largest sect in the mainland, so even if they speak lightly, they are taken for granted. Just look at the expressions of everyone present. There's nothing wrong with Ci Fang's words.

As the head of the sect, Lu Yanping obviously couldn't express his emotions like others. He endured it for a while, and finally suppressed his anger.

"This is different from the original agreement, and I am sorry."

Tai Cifang sneered: "It would be better if you don't fight. It's just that our head is kind and wants to give your faction a step down. If you are shameless, don't blame us for being rude, Zixia Luo The account of Shadow Lamp has not been settled yet!"

Huang Wenjun couldn't hold back: "The matter of the Zixia Luoying Lantern, it's clear that your own disciples are motivated by seeing Bao. Dogs bite dogs and kill each other. Don't pour any dirty water on the head of the Jinghai School. We don't care about your broken lamp." Woolen cloth!"

Tai Cifang's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately answered: "Oh, so, have you really seen that magic weapon?"

Huang Wenjun choked.

Lu Yanping knew that he had fallen into the other party's verbal trap, sighed secretly, and looked at Qinghe Zhenren: "I also ask the real person to uphold justice with the seniors."

A cultivator who is strong is king, where does justice come from? He said this just to test the attitude of others.

Qing Gumen forgot, he coveted the magical medicine pill accumulated by the Jinghai School for thousands of years, how can others see them swallowing it alone?

as predicted.

Daoist Xia Ming of Tianyan Zong coughed lightly: "Elder Tai, you have to forgive others and forgive others, why go too far? Since you say you are good at fighting, then use fighting methods to decide the outcome, and don't get involved in other old matters."

Master Qinghe also said in relief: "Master Lu, although this Cultivator Liu has formed an alchemy, it has not been long since he formed an alchemy, his Taoist heart is not stable, and his strength is not far behind. The foundation-building stage monks of your sect can also fight against him. No chance."

Lu Yanping's face softened a little, but Tai Cifang's and Liu Min's expressions were ugly.

Especially Liu Min, in order to be able to form alchemy in a short period of time, he used a lot of elixir to improve his cultivation. At that time, he didn't think much of it. Recently, the sequelae began to appear gradually. During several times of practice, he almost lost his temper Obsessed.But he thought that the matter was hidden by the gods, but he didn't expect that the head teacher of Shangxuanzong was so powerful, so he only took a few glances at him before telling the truth.

Li Zhushu smiled slightly: "What the two seniors said is true."

In terms of strength, Wanshan Sect is still behind Qinggu Sect, so Li Zhushu came here under the order of his teacher, and he didn't take the lead rashly, but just followed the show.

"If that's the case, then I have no objection." Lu Yanping nodded, then turned his head and said in a low voice, "Zhang Xian, this time you go."

This is the result of careful consideration.

In this battle, the three members of the Jinghai faction, Lu Yanping himself is in the late stage of foundation establishment, and has reached perfection, Zhang Xian is also in the late stage of foundation establishment, only Zhou Yin is the weakest, in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Zhou Yin has the least hope of winning, so in this match, against the monks at the early stage of forming alchemy, it is very likely that he will lose without losing, so it would be best to let Zhou Yin win.

But Lu Yanping thought more.

In the first match, in front of many big sects, even if you lose, you can’t lose too badly, otherwise the gap between the two is too big, it’s not a big deal for Zhou Yin to lose, but it’s a big deal for Jinghai sect to lose face, and there are also small sects. Even though the dignity of the small sect has been out of weakness so far, Lu Yanping is unwilling to lose face again.

The second reason is because of what Qinghe Zhenren just said, if he plays well against Liu Min, he may not have a chance of winning, and Zhang Xian can be regarded as the best of this generation of Jinghai faction.

Zhang Xian responded, walked slowly to the center of the field, and bowed his hands to Liu Min.

Tai Cifang snorted slightly, as a tacit consent.

Qinghe Zhenren said: "Okay, two fellow Taoists, please stop."

Liu Min's figure flashed, and he was already in front of Zhang Xian.

"How offending!"

With Zhang Xian's sleeves rolled up, the Ziyang Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the red light of the sword body was faintly visible. As he stabbed the sword towards the opponent, the red light suddenly rose sharply and turned into sparks. Where the sword pointed, flames blossomed It rose and quickly gathered into a dense rain of fire, overwhelmingly falling towards Liu Min. If the latter hadn't had a protective barrier, he might have been burned to ashes at this moment.

Dare to show off even small tricks.The corners of Liu Min's mouth curled up in disdain, and he pinched his thumb and index finger together. With a flip of his right hand, a whirlwind rose all over his body, and the feather fan in his hand fanned back all the fire and rain.

"Fentian Fan." Lu Yanping said softly, sitting up straight.

Zhang Xian didn't panic, he drew his sword in a semicircle, and his body floated backwards.

The semicircle gradually expanded and formed a water curtain, which was poured with fire and rain from the sky, and all of them were naturally extinguished.

Everyone present gasped, their expressions changed from indifferent to gradually watching seriously.

"Senior brother Zhang is actually a dual spiritual root of water and fire?" He Yun also let out a low cry.

Dual spiritual roots are not as good as single spiritual roots, but if the attribute in the dual spiritual roots is the intergeneration of the five elements, it will get twice the result with half the effort, but Zhang Xian is just the opposite. His dual spiritual roots are two mutually restraining attributes, water and fire.

As the saying goes, fire and water are incompatible.People with dual attributes of water and fire usually only choose one of them for in-depth cultivation, but Zhang Xian not only combined the spells of the two attributes, but also reached the point of proficiency in using them.

From this point of view, although the opponent is a monk of alchemy, it is true that there is no chance of winning.

Liu Min's face changed slightly, and he threw a few black talismans at him.

The light talisman paper was fanned by Fen Tian, ​​as if it had been given life, it suddenly stopped in mid-air, surrounding Zhang Xian, forming a strange talisman formation.

Zhang Xianshi put his two fingers together, and slid along the blade to the tip of the sword, opened and closed his lips, and silently recited the formula.

The talisman formed a wind wall, trapping him in the center, with a faint roaring sound, as if a wild beast was about to come out of its cage.

In the black wind, a ferocious animal head gradually emerged, and it rushed towards Zhang Xian. It was a thick white lizard with a big mouth, and it wanted to devour people.

The Ziyang sword in Zhang Xian's hand came out, and passed through the forehead of the beast head. The black wind was scattered by the sword light, and soon gathered together again. wrapped up heavily.

The Ziyang Sword turned a corner in mid-air, and circled around from behind the animal head. The Zihuo floated like thunder cracking through the sky, and the momentum was astonishing.

Zhang Xian's technique of controlling the sword is a spell that sword repairers can only learn after the middle stage of foundation establishment. When practiced to the highest level, the sword also has a spirit. The sword spirit becomes another clone of the master. , is no worse than any magic weapon. Back then, the sword fairy Xuanying, in order to save the deceased, injured [-] alchemy cultivators overnight. He gathered energy into a sword in his hand, without relying on any external force. After him, there is no other sword cultivator who can be like him, so the world gradually underestimates the sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator also declines.

Right now, Zhang Xian has used a Ziyang sword to perfection, and when he moved his fingers out of thin air, the sword turned accordingly without any delay, but it was just because Liu Min's cultivation was there, and the burning sky fan in his hand was not a mortal thing. , so the situation persisted for a while, and it was hard to tell the winner.

Liu Min was ordered by his teacher to make Zhang Xian lose ugly, so he used eighty-nine percent of his spiritual power to control the black wind like a copper wall and iron wall, wrapping Zhang Xian tightly, and tightening it tighter, the black wind The animal head condensed by the wind rose up, stole a gap, and bit Zhang Xian on the head.

Zhang Xian was a little anxious. He bit his finger and drew a beacon fire talisman on the palm of his hand with his blood. He just hit the forehead of the beast head rushing towards him. dissipated in the air.

Liu Min was waiting for this moment.

Cultivator fighting skills can often kill people in a flash, so he didn't give the opponent any chance to breathe. He swung the Fentian Fan twice, and the black wind turned into invisible ropes and rose from the ground, tightly entangled Zhang Xian's feet, and blew the green, black, The gray three-color talisman was thrown into the air, and the Burning Sky Fan took advantage of the momentum. The three talismans touched the residual wind at the bottom of the fan, and instantly turned into a three-color dragon head, followed by a dragon body turned into light smoke, and rushed towards Zhang Xian from three directions.

Zhang Xian was sweating profusely, not caring about his feet being unable to move freely. The Ziyang Sword flew out from the top of his head, and cut off a dragon's head in mid-air. The dragon's head turned into fragments of talisman paper and fell down. It's too late to stop.

Lu Yan stood up flatly.

All the disciples of the Jinghai sect behind him looked very nervous, and some of them couldn't help but let out a cry.

Everyone thought Zhang Xian was dead this time.

At the very moment, a beam of five-color light suddenly flashed, and the two dragon heads were wrapped in life, and with a slight chirping sound, they turned into light smoke talisman papers and dissipated away.

The five-color light that had saved Zhang Xian suddenly flew up and penetrated straight into the sleeve of Daoist Qinghe's robe.

No one present could clearly see what magic weapon he had just used.

"Since you're fighting here, let's stop as soon as possible. It's better not to hurt the peace."

Qinghe rolled up his sleeves and smiled with a fairy air.

The author has something to say: it seems boring without hairballs?There is no way to pull it off, this is after all a comprehension essay, not Maotuan’s personal show ╮(╯﹏╰)╭Maotuan: I strongly request to appear on the stage, it’s fine if I don’t even open my mouth~ Zhou Yin: Jinghai faction has never seen Gu Yuan, Can you still be fooled, you think those people from the big sect are fools?

Mao Tuan: Oh oh oh Xiao Yinyin, you said that the people of Jinghai faction are idiots!

Zhou Yin: ...