"You are not my opponent." Zhang Xiaotian said calmly without moving, with a calm expression on his face.
"I don't believe it!" Liao Huo shouted unwillingly, with a ferocious expression, a fierce and fierce expression.
"Poisonous Dragon Cone!" Singing fire lightly drank, his arm shook, and the whip moved at will, making it straight. This was for a straight line.
With the force of influencing the Void Spiritual Power, the whip gas gathered one after another, lingering around the knot whip. A black shadow was crushing, carrying Wanjun mighty strength, and the waves of air swelled, reaching Zhang Xiaotian's place.
Vaguely, I heard the dragon's whistling sound, which was very incomparable and terrifying, but after all, no dragon-shaped thing appeared.
"Chichichichi..." a deep, sour voice came out, and the hair was frightened by the sound.
At the counterattack, sparks overflowed and were extremely brilliant. Vaguely, it was visible that the light curtain around Zhang Xiaotian produced a vortex.
"Shame on the face, go on!" Zhang Xiaotian suddenly coldened his face, and if this continues, I'm afraid he will really find a chance for this guy.
The most important thing is that Zhang Xiaotian knows that this guy sees him unhappy and often speaks ill of himself behind his back. Zhang Xiaotian used to retaliate with virtue, but now he is definitely fighting back.
Zhang Xiaotian, raising his hands, the aura bloomed, extremely brilliant, liquid spiritual power covered his hands like a drizzle. It's really bold and domineering directly, taking the opponent's throttling.
"Explosion!" Liao Huo watched Zhang Xiaotian's strategy succeed, and screamed, the whip gas exploded, and the explosive spiritual power raged, and the energy rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaotian's pubic area is dimly enlightened, disillusioned, and sometimes disappearing. An extremely secret place, an oval-shaped object that is black and autumnal, Ren stands here, and it is a natal spirit pattern implement.
Suddenly, a wave of invisible and terrifying aura suddenly appeared, indicating that Zhang Xiaotian was using the power of the spiritual pattern seed to attack. This time, Zhang Xiaotian clearly felt this power, instead of the illusory illusion before, the spirit pattern artifacts seemed to be mutating or evolving. I don't know what shape it will eventually be, and Zhang Xiaotian is looking forward to it.
Zhang Xiaotian did not move like a mountain, and the palm of his protruding hand suddenly pulled upwards, and a more terrifying dark energy rushed towards the igniting fire, terrifying and containing a tremendous amount of power.
"Boom!" In midair, an arc drew across, no matter how the singling fire roared, Zhang Xiaotian was finally thrown out of the martial arts stage. After landing, his face turned pale and angry.
Zhang Xiaotian closed his eyes, breathing well-proportioned, vomiting and taking a while, there was a kind of pulsation in the dark, and he entered an ethereal state directly.
"The next dance skills will surely shock the sky. Why don't you change the place to compare the dance!" Long Wu said calmly.
"No need." Ling Satin smiled lightly, her skin white, crescent eyebrows beautiful, light pink lips, full of elasticity.
After speaking, looking at Long Wu's incomprehensible look, he couldn't help but smile, with a slightly raised arc at the corner of his mouth, and said with a little triumph, "Look at me."
With that, she burst into air, as if a bird was building a nest, she ran from all directions, and even the sky, the satin intertwined, converging in one place, impervious to the wind. Soon, a large white satin ball appeared in the center of the competition stage, among which were two women.
"Your dancing skills are really good!" Long Wu's admiring voice came.
"Normally, enough to deal with you." Fairy Lingdan said proudly.
After hearing that, the people on the scene were shocked, and the opponent was met on the Dragon Dance Dance Road. This is even more surprising than defeating the Dragon Dance with combat power. After all, the dancers are simply rarer than the monks.
What's more, there are very few people fighting with dance. Three thousand domains, I am afraid it is difficult to find out how many such people.
Many monks can't wait to lift the silk satin and get a glimpse of the scenery. Since ancient times, what you can't get is the best, and you can't see it and become the most extravagant thing.
"Your Excellency Xiaotian, please dare to fight!" Zhang Xiaotian's side, not long after, a monk rushed towards him.
"Young Master Feiyu!" Many cultivators stood silently in the audience. In particular, his cultivation base was actually at the elementary low-level of the Spirit Attracting Realm. It seemed that he had made a breakthrough first, and he didn't observe the breath carefully, and he couldn't find the feeling of ups and downs. The foundation was beyond ordinary genius.
There are several kinds of rewards, only those who are in the top ten inside and outside the door, plus Zhang Xiaotian and Long Wu, and who have been a top ten disciple once, naturally have no share, Fei Yu naturally does not want to let it go if he has the opportunity. As for the core disciples, most of the resources of the sect have been enjoyed, the second spiritual power initiation is almost useless, and the martial arts of the yellow rank are just commonplace.
Fei Yu is naturally not his real name, but is famous for his martial arts. A volley of flying feathers, ten thousand swords shouting together, there is no way to hide, this is evaluation.
"How dare you, after hearing the name of the son for a long time, it is an honor to fight today." Zhang Xiaotian replied, and the other party respected him, and Zhang Xiaotian naturally replied with a salute.
Young Master Feather, dressed in a white feather shirt, does not stain dust, is very elegant, and reveals a natural atmosphere, as if there is an extraordinarily extravagant atmosphere, but Zhang Xiaotian looks very comfortable.
"Early I heard of Your Excellency Xiaotian's little red training to the realm of great success, this time? I would like to ask for some advice by the way." Feiyu smiled lightly, this is not pretentious, but reckless.
"Come on!" Zhang Xiaotian said, taking a palm shot, the wind and thunder's palm prints shocked the sky, the wind gusts, and the thunder rushed wildly, gorgeous.
Feiyu gave a soft drink, and made a metal-like clank sound all over his body, and the wings all over his body were glowing with sharp luster. The first feeling was that it was not a problem to break the stone.
Feathers lightly shook the tiger's body, the void spirit power followed the roar, an arc of air suddenly swayed away, and the feathers were like ten thousand arrows, densely packed, covering Zhang Xiaotian.
"Papa papa..." The sound echoed across the world, and the brilliance disappeared, like a meteor shower, flashing away.
Zhang Xiaotian moved for the first time, like a wind, illusory, and ran towards Feiyu.
"Flying Feather Sword Technique!" This is a terrifying set of Huang-level martial arts, with extremely demanding requirements. One of the lowest thresholds for cultivation is the Spirit Attracting Realm.
The five fingers of the flying feather spread, and the spirit power blended, the brilliance rose until it stopped, and the inch-long feather feathers formed. The feather feathers were the swords, and the swords were the fingers.
Under the refraction of the light, it was extremely shining, and the wind was waveless, and it was all crystal spiritual power.
When Feiyu raised his hand, Lingyu was flying across the sky, if it were rainstorm-like, densely packed, covering Zhang Xiaotian's all directions and even the land above.
Zhang Xiaotian tortoise shrank forward, closed his palms, and a wave of wind and thunder swayed away, drawing strong wind into the sky, electric snakes dance (this is the use of wind and thunder palms), blocking the opponent's feathers in front. But the speed eventually slowed down.
Seeing this, Fei Yu, between the steps, two feather wings formed behind him, and between the spreading wings and shaking, they soared into the air, turning into an arc, and driving towards Zhang Xiaotian without any doubt.
"Golden Feather Sword Wings!" When Zhang Xiaotian was far away, Feiyu changed dramatically, with golden light soaring all over his body, and waves of masculine and rigid waves spread out.
Like golden swords, the clanging sound is endless, sharp, splitting the air, layers of sparks linger on it, and waves of white air are rising, terrifying.
Zhang Xiaotian's eyes widened. After all, the opponent's cultivation base was higher than his own, so be careful, Zhang Xiaotian immediately used the power of the spiritual pattern seed.
Vaguely guessed that he could rely on the power of the spiritual pattern seed to fight against many spirit-attracting cultivators, and even try his best (burning spirits), the peak cultivator of the spirit-drawing realm, can also fight fiercely.
In the void, a touch of brilliance blooms, so radiant, it is naturally a sword. Zhang Xiaotian held a sword and swung it.
There is only sword light in the void, and the sword light is sharp and sharp, and the power of the sword is combined to form an airtight defense layer. This is a shadowless sword, it has reached the stage of great success, without a trace.
Although it is more difficult to practice, it is not a problem at all that Zhang Xiaotian has the Supreme Elder as his master, and the training is great. Usually, once something goes wrong with the sword, one will know that an idiot becomes a genius, not to mention Zhang Xiaotian, a god-given creature.