The older uncles of the Hengyue School looked gloomy and didn't say a word, but their eyes were faintly cold. They looked at Xuan Dao Sect's gaze and became uncomfortable.
Sun Dazhu smiled, and whispered to Wang Lin next to him: "Apprentice, be optimistic, this exchange is much more intense than before. This is the first time that Xuan Dao Sect is so arrogant."
Wang Lin looked at the angry expressions of the same people around him, and took a close look at Liu Feng. On his body, there was still a layer of mist blocking the divine consciousness, and he could not see the real cultivation level.
Standing on the stone platform, Liu Feng was gentle, and smiled lightly: "Senior Brother Zhao, since the elders of our sect has ordered, this time I will only use 50% of the cultivation base."
Zhao Long is of medium build, dark complexion, and looks quite strong, not like a cultivator, but more like a mortal warrior of the Jianghu school.
He glanced at Liu Feng cautiously, clasped his fist and said, "Brother Liu, please!" After he stepped on his feet, a lot of milky white lotus appeared from the bottom of his feet. Wandering around his body.
A trace of sword aura radiated from every lotus leaf. At this moment, the clothes on Zhao Long's body, without wind, made a sound of beating.
The head Huang Long smiled and said: "Zhao Long's lotus sword intent already possesses the power of the middle grade, not bad."
"Haha, brother-in-chief, this Zhao Long is my most proud disciple. His natural capital is good. What's more commendable is that he is extremely hard at cultivation. This lotus sword energy is chosen by himself from the Tibetan scripture pavilion. He has already practiced five times. Years, finally reached the realm of middle-grade!" The red-faced old man said triumphantly on the side.
"Lotus Sword Qi has always been known for its offensive power, you inner disciples are optimistic, learn more, these opportunities are precious, you must seize it!" Daoxu Master said with a smile to the surrounding disciples.
Wang Zhuo squinted his eyes and said yes on the surface, and said inwardly: "Lotus sword aura? Huh, I will do too, Xiaoye. After I practice for five years, I must be better than him."
"Senior Brother Zhao is usually reticent, and he didn't realize that he picked up the lotus to such a level!" Sun Hao secretly envied him and watched carefully.
At this time on the stone platform, Zhao Long shouted: "Junior Brother Liu, my lotus sword is so powerful, you have to be careful!"
At this moment, the lotus flower that was hovering around suddenly turned quickly, and the cyan sword aura shot towards Liu Feng with torrential rain like a torrential rain.
Liu Feng's complexion was as usual, his body retreated sharply, his hands quickly sealed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Water curtain!" At this moment, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and then only a little bit of crystal light emerged from all directions, astonishingly drops of water.
These water droplets gathered in front of Liu Feng like lightning, and turned into a water curtain. The sun flashed and shone with colorful lights, which was really beautiful.
With a smile on his face, the old man Ouyang said to the disciples behind him: "The Lotus Sword Qi of the Hengyue School is difficult to develop, especially this Zhao Long, who has already cultivated to the realm of Sword Intent, and his attack power is excellent. Remember, this lotus sword aura is invincible, and you have to detour to win, unless you, like the willow wind, have a single water spiritual root, the water attribute between heaven and earth, and your hearts move at will."
All the disciples nodded their heads to be taught, but the middle-aged man who stood at the end showed a hint of disdain.
On the stone platform, the lotus sword aura, which resembled a torrential rain, all hit the water curtain. Zhao Long's face sank. The water curtain was too weird. When the sword aura hits it, it didn't have any effect. It was all silent. Disappeared.
He frowned and was about to cast the spell again. At this moment, Liu Feng in the water curtain suddenly showed a weird smile and whispered: "Brother Zhao, come and go without being indecent, this lotus sword energy, please take it. Take a look!"
The water curtain was shining brightly, and a circle of ripples appeared on it. The lotus sword energy that Zhao Long issued just now immediately reflected from the water curtain, the same spell, the same sword intent.
Zhao Long's complexion changed drastically, and his body exploded, but his sword energy was faster, and he was too late to dodge. Zhao Long gritted his teeth and quickly threw more than ten fairy talismans from the storage bag. These fairy talismans just appeared. Immediately flashing yellow light, spontaneous combustion without fire, turning into black mist.
The sword aura shot on it and dissipated one after another, and the black mist quickly melted away, and finally barely dissolved most of the sword aura, but there was still some sword aura that had not melted, and rushed out from the black mist and penetrated directly. Zhao Long's body.
Zhao Long's body was lifted by the impact of the sword energy, and he threw it far back. He kept vomiting blood in midair, and fell to the ground with a pale face. After struggling for a long time, he didn't stand up again.
In his body, there are several small holes that penetrated, but fortunately, no vital points were injured, and there was no life-threatening.
Liu Feng showed a complacent look, turned around and jumped off the stone platform, and said to the old man Ouyang: "Fortunately, the disciple didn't humiliate his life. It only took half of the water curtain to bounce back."
The red-faced old man moved and turned into a cloud of red clouds, and quickly came to Zhao Long, slapped him with a gloomy face, and fed a few precious pills. After finishing these, he said in a deep voice: "A good one. Water curtain refraction! Without the strength of the eighth level or more in the condensation period, it is impossible to crack. My disciple is not good enough in his studies, and it is normal to fail."
The disciples of Xuan Dao Sect showed joy and discussed each other.
"On the sixth floor of a condensing period, I want to compete with Senior Brother Liu Feng. As I knew just now, we are set to win the first game!"
"That's right, Brother Liu's water curtain is so powerful that even the elders praise it. They want to crack it. It's a dream."
"No, this Hengyue faction is really not as good as one year. I have been observing the inner disciples for a long time in the past few days, and I really haven't seen one that threatens us."
"I can't say that. The purple-clothed disciples of the Hengyue Sect have not yet appeared. I heard from the elders that these talents are the core disciples of the Hengyue Sect."