The Daoist Seal

Chapter 46: win

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Ying Tianyang's left arm was cut off, his treasure weapon was broken, and his body was pierced by a dark war spear. The bright red blood gurgled and dyed the main arena red, leaving many spectators shocked and horrified.

Jiang Xiaofan had an expressionless face, holding a war spear in his right hand, looking at Ying Tianyang coldly.

At the beginning, he had never thought about using the Demon Sword. This sword was somewhat special. Although there was no energy fluctuation, its strength and sharpness were terrifying and terrifying, and it was almost invisible.

He didn't want to expose the Demonic Sword, but Ying Tianyang was too strong. He was suppressed from the Fantasy Mysterious Realm to the Subtle Realm, and his combat power far exceeded Jiang Xiaofan's expectations. Coupled with the treasured weapon, the Crossbow Breaking Sword, this way It would be extremely disadvantageous for him to continue to waste it. He didn't want to have any accidents, so he finally used this sword.

But he didn't care, it was exposed, it was no big deal, the Demonic Sword was not his trump card, his real trump card was the mysterious silver copper piece, although, well, that thing didn't really listen to him.

"Jiang Xiaofan!"

Angry roars resounded throughout the main arena. Ying Tianyang lost his left arm and his blood was still flowing, but his eyes were flashing with crazy killing intent, like a wild beast.

"Boom..."

Even though he lost his left arm, even though his treasured crossbow knife was broken, the aura on Ying Tianyang became even more terrifying. He seemed to be a ferocious beast awakening from hell, with a terrifying ferocity flashing in his pupils. Light.

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, this Ying Tianyang was so arrogant that he knew no bounds. He raised the dark war spear again, the green light flashed, and struck Ying Tianyang's waist with a bang, and knocked it away again.

Jiang Xiaofan hated him from the bottom of his heart for this kind of madman who was indifferent to right from wrong, overbearing and arrogant. In addition, Ying Tianyang's father tried to attack Ye Yuanxue twice, so naturally he could not show mercy and rushed over like lightning.

"boom… "

Another hard blow from the stick made Ying Tianyang vomit blood and was whipped out.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this point, Ying Tianyang has almost become a living target, with no ability to fight back. He was whipped to the east and kicked to the west by Jiang Xiaofan, and the entire main arena was covered with his blood.

The place was completely silent and dead. The second core disciple of the Huangtian Sect was actually beaten up by a new disciple who had just started for a few months. He lost the ability to fight back. Many of them were almost petrified, and there was a chill in their hearts.

"The battle of life and death, let it end here. I will bring it to an end!"

Jiang Xiaofan shouted coldly, and the dark war spear in his hand emitted a bright green light. This was his last strength, and he aimed it at Ying Tianyang's chest, shaking the space with a chirping sound.

Almost everyone's eyes widened, and some people's palms became sweaty. They knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Ying Tianyang would be dead and there would be no chance of a comeback.

Several inner disciples of Tianyang Peak looked ashen, some were frightened, some were fearful, and some were unwilling. If Ying Tianyang had directly attacked Wufeng without suppressing Xiu to a subtle state and fighting that life and death battle, how could he have been defeated? ah!

The dark spear tip flashed with a cold killing light and was about to penetrate Ying Tianyang's heart.

"How dare you, little beast!"

Suddenly, a fierce cold shout rang out. Ying Xian stepped into the main arena and stood in front of Ying Tianyang. The terrifying divine power swept out. Before Jiang Xiaofan could react, he was knocked out in an instant. He started spurting blood while he was still in the air, and the dark war spear in his hand almost came out.

This turn of events stunned everyone. Someone actually rushed into the arena of life and death!

"Boom..."

Ying Xianling's eyes flashed with piercing murderous intent, and he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Jiang Xiaofan.

"Ying Xianling, you are too presumptuous!"

Yu Wuyan's figure appeared on the main stage, blocking Ying Xianling's big hand with a bang. At the same time, a soft force entered Jiang Xiaofan's body and dragged his rapidly falling body.

Jiang Xiaofan landed firmly on the main ring, with blood pouring from his mouth. He suffered unimaginable injuries. Ying Xianling's divine power almost killed him. If it weren't for Yu Wuyan's strength, he wouldn't even be able to stand up. .

"Boss, are you okay?"

Lin Quan and Tang You shouted below, their faces full of anxiety and anger. Their eyes were spitting fire. It was too much. They clenched their fists and wanted to rush over and kill someone.

Ye Yuanxue was so anxious that she immediately wanted to rush forward, but was held back by Ye Qiuyu, who shook his head at her. Since the master of Tiannv Peak had gone up, he would be able to protect Jiang Xiaofan thoroughly.

On her shoulder, the little one didn't care so much. Her beautiful colorful wings vibrated and she rushed directly into the main arena and threw herself into Jiang Xiaofan's arms. Her big bright eyes were full of water mist and she whimpered.

"Be good, I'm fine."

Jiang Xiaofan gently patted the little guy and whispered comfort, and then gave a reassuring look to Lin Quan, Ye Yuanxue and others outside the main arena, saying that he was fine.

He turned his head, with cold eyes, looking at Ying Xianling opposite, and tightened his grip on the war spear in his hand.

In front of him, Yu Wuyan said expressionlessly: "Ying Xianling, you have gone too far. As the master of Tianyang Peak, you do not lead by example and restrain the disciples. Now you have done such a despicable thing and openly interfered. In the arena of life and death, I feel ashamed to attack ordinary disciples as the master of the seven main peaks with you!"

Yu Wuyan was a woman. His tone was not strong, but it made people feel a kind of pressing pressure. She turned her head and looked at the master of the Yangxin Palace with the same expressionless face, and said: "You Yangxin Palace Master, is it time to do something now?"

The scene suddenly became quiet. Many people did not dare to express their anger. It was a life and death battle. They did not expect that so many things would happen. They did not even dare to speak now and could only watch carefully.

The master of Yangxin Hall still had the same zombie face, without any change. He took a step forward and made a voice without any emotion: "Jiang Xiaofan wins..."

Ying Xian's face turned gloomy, he waved his hand to roll up the severed arm on the main stage, and retracted the severed crossbow knife. There was murderous intent in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I want to know, how can my son's arm be cut off in the end? What a precious weapon!"

Yu Wuyan shook his head: "You have no right to interfere!"

Ying Xianling sneered and said: "Although his movements are very fast, how can he hide it from our eyes? The skull hilt and the dark sword body, huh, I suspect that it is a magic weapon." Tool!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the scene was shocked. Jiang Xiaofan's eyes changed again and again. The word "demon" was too piercing. On Ziwei Star, "demon" represents destruction and is the source of all evil.

Not to mention others, even Jiang Xiaofan himself felt a little nervous. Could it be that this old guy saw it

He was a little frightened, but he calmed down after a while. It couldn't be like that. The Demonic Sword had no energy fluctuations, so it was impossible for anyone to notice that it was a magic weapon.

The master of Yangxin Hall looked over with a swipe, his eyes shining with divine light as he stared at Jiang Xiaofan.

Yu Wuyan was a little disdainful and said: "Ying Xianling, your son's skills are not as good as others. If you lose, you lose. You are making such boring excuses. You don't feel ashamed. I feel bad for you."

Ying Xianling sneered and said: "My son is very courageous. Instead of suppressing him with the realm of illusory gods, he voluntarily suppressed Xiu to the subtle realm to fight with him. This is a kind of kindness. However, the second son is vicious and wants to kill him. Be punished!"

Jiang Xiaofan smiled, raised the war spear in his hand, pointed it at Ying Xianling, and said disdainfully: "Old man, I have seen shameless people, but a shameless person like you is really the first See you once.”

"presumptuous!"

Ying Xianling's face immediately darkened and he reached forward to grab it with his big hands.

Yu Wuyan was standing in front of Jiang Xiaofan. Of course, it was impossible to watch him have an accident. She blocked Ying Xianling's big hand again. At the same time, a golden token appeared in her hand, and it emitted a bright sound as soon as it appeared. Immortal light gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Seeing this token, Ying Xian changed his expression, and even the expressionless Master of Yangxin Hall was moved.

Yu Wuyan held the golden order and said calmly: "Ying Xianling, if I don't ask the sect master to come forward, suppress Xiu to the realm of human emperor, and fight you with the emperor bell, this can be regarded as a great kindness. How about it, do you dare to accept it?"

Ying Xianling's face turned pale on the spot and he was speechless.

Outside the main arena, many inner sect disciples almost fainted. The master of the Huangtian Sect is a strong man in the Xuanxian realm, and the Emperor's Bell is an immortal weapon. In such a battle, should Yingxian Ling dare to accept it? He can be defeated with one move. He goes to hell.

Only Jiang Xiaofan felt happy and relieved. This slap was so loud!

At the same time, he was also a little frightened. Yu Wuyan's identity seemed to be very unusual. The gold token in her hand had a lot of background. It made Ying Xianling and the old zombie master of the Yangxin Hall worry about it. It seemed that she could invite the master. .

The scene became quiet, and finally the master of Yangxin Hall broke the silence, looked at Yu Wuyan, and said: "Let me see his sword. If it is not a magic weapon, it will clear his name. If it is, then..."

The Master of the Yangxin Hall did not say any more, but everyone knew what it meant. If it was really a magic weapon, Jiang Xiaofan would definitely be doomed and would only die.

Yu Wuyan frowned slightly and looked back at Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan knew that it was impossible to avoid it, so he bowed to Yu Wuyan and said: "Senior, there is no need to make it difficult. The disciple is doing well and walking the right path. Since they want to see it, the disciple will definitely not refuse."

He took out the Demon Sword and held it in front of Yu Wuyan with both hands.

As soon as this sword came out, it caused another sensation. The two swords struck by Jiang Xiaofan were so fast that almost everyone only saw the light of the sword and not the real sword. They were a little surprised to see it now.

Yu Wuyan nodded with satisfaction, took the Demonic Sword and inspected it. She was a little surprised, and secretly sighed that it was indeed a peerless sword, but it was a pity that it did not have the slightest energy fluctuation.

After Yu Wuyan finished the appraisal, he found that there was nothing wrong with the Demonic Sword. He nodded to Jiang Xiaofan and handed it to the Master of Yangxin Hall. The latter also inspected it carefully, shook his head, and handed it back.

"The sword is righteous and not a magic weapon. Jiang Xiaofan wins..."

Hearing the conclusion of the Master of Yangxin Hall, Jiang Xiaofan breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really nervous just now. Although he knew that the Demonic Sword had lost any energy, this sword was indeed a demonic sword in the past. , he still has a guilty conscience.

"Ying Xianling, how about it? Do you have anything else to say?"

Yu Wuyan returned the Heavenly Demon Sword to Jiang Xiaofan and turned around to look across the main arena.

Ying Xianling's face was ashen and very ugly, with murderous intent in his eyes. He glanced at Jiang Xiaofan with a solemn look, without saying anything, he took the unconscious Ying Tianyang and his severed arm and sword and flew away into the sky.

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