bookbashuk Chapter 659 Inner Sect Elite
Chapter 659 Inner Sect Elite
"He's here too? Isn't he the Wu Shu who ranked sixth in Nei Zong and was only one step away from the top five?"
"It's him. 35
The disciples of the Prairie Fengyun Sect were also very surprised to see Wu Shu, just because they were both familiar and unfamiliar with Wu Shu.
Familiar is because Wu (shu) is indeed their inner disciple, unfamiliar because this young man usually only stays in the training tower and basically does not come to the competition site.
"Brother Wu is here too! That kid will definitely come rolling and crawling today!"
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"Brother Feng, Brother Wu, help us do it!"
"The prairie Fengzong is so big that it cannot be humiliated!
The disciples of Fengshen Sect applauded.
On the contrary, the disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion looked at all this coldly with their hands on their hips.
If you want to deal with a person, it must be yourself, not to mention that there are so many experts of Snow Wind Sect here, it is even more impossible.
Zhao Xuan's heart moved, this Wu (tree) is not a simple power, a true Qi Dan of the peak realm! 35
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Donghua's face immediately rose.
Although it is windy and easy to cold, stronger than the previous Si Pingzhi, there is still another Wu Shu!
Here are two Fengshen Zong top ten!
Especially this old Wu, who is only one step away from the realm of Jindan! Who is he?
Wu Shu glanced at the sect he was defeated and the sect of Xuanjian Pavilion, a smile flashed on his face, and then left on Zhao Xuan.
"It seems that the Xiaoyao faction has been at ease for too long, do they really want to rebel?"
These words made Donghua and others look a little angry, of course they are the kind who dare not speak.
What do you mean when you say it's been easy for too long, you want to rebel?
What do they think of their libertarian religion?
A second-rate sect? Or are you extravagant?
Zhao Xuan looked at Wu Xie and Feng Yihan with a calm expression and said. "Do you want to go too? 35
"Hey~~~~
For a time, many disciples of other sects took a breath of air.
This guy is so brave!
Is he sure he can beat Wu Shuyi?
These two are not easy!
Is it really okay to despise other elite inner disciples so much?
Wu San's face suddenly turned gloomy to the extreme, Feng Yihan smiled coldly and said, ""The boy with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, you really think that you are a bow-headed family, and you have passed the level of a true disciple. , you can come this far, today I want you to face the sky! 35
Zhao Xuan sneered in his heart and shook his head in confusion: Some people just take themselves too seriously.
The understated expression on his face further alarmed and angered the group of the Fengfeng Sect.
"Wu Shu, you look at it from here, I want to see, humiliating the people of my Fengfeng Sect, what is the background!""
As soon as Feng Yihan's words sounded, he immediately stepped on the stage, raised his hand, and hit him with the palm of his hand.
The wind whistled and the spiritual power surged, turning into a huge palm made of chaotic spiritual power, and immediately grabbed towards Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows and said. "Well, he's more powerful than that guy from the Xi family.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved, and the same arm went up.
This time, a strange light flashed on his arm, it was an invisible wave, chasing the surrounding space oppression, pressing down on the audience ruthlessly.
There is no power, only the power of gongs and drums.
"boom!"
With an angry shout, Zhao Xuan's five fingers bent, the opponent's huge palm was pierced like a wall being torn apart, and then the entire palm dissipated.
Zhao Xuan looked disapproving and seemed extremely calm.
But Feng Yihan and the other disciples of Fengxue Sect were not calm.
"What the hell is going on? Is this kid too scary?"
Feng Yihan shouted angrily, and when he raised his hand, a long sword belonging to a low-grade spiritual tool appeared.
His sword slid across in an instant, and countless wind blades poured out, turning into a blue and white sword net.
The sword net burst out with dazzling rays of light, flickering with a cold and sharp aura, like a huge storm blade, immediately shrouding him.
This is already a yellow-level divine swordsmanship.
The sword net was so large that it suffocated the surrounding air, and everyone on the stage felt a pain in their skin, which might tear each other apart.
Open the way forward.
The invisible oppression formed by the power of empowerment ripped open the enemy's sword net in a devastating manner.
That hand, like an enraged tiger, rushed towards the mountain peak, shaking the forest angrily, venting the beasts, and bending the thousand trees.
"impossible!
Then, Zhao Xuan's hands were as steel as iron, grabbing Feng Yihan's long sword with lightning speed.
Feng Yihan's face changed greatly, the long sword seemed to be made of iron and could not move.
What terrifying physical strength does this child possess!?
"Wow!
There was an uproar in the hall.
This move by Zhao Xuan is really scary.
Silently destroyed the opponent's magical powers, and caught the opponent's weapon without a trace.
"`"Bang!"
Zhao Xuan put one hand behind his back with a cold expression of dissatisfaction on his face.
"The spiritual tool is in your hands, it's a waste.
Zhao Xuan let out a cold drink, his hands trembled, Feng Yihan felt a terrifying force climbing up, his mouth immediately split open, and he stepped back a few steps.
Zhao Xuan casually discarded the magic weapon, without meddling, and rushed to Feng Yihan again.
The faces of the disciples of the Cage Wind Sect changed greatly, does this guy really want to do something?
If Senior Brother Feng Yihan doesn't have a Spirit Tool in his hands, then the advantage will be greatly reduced!"
Old Wu's (barking) eyes narrowed, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Xuan's fighting power really exceeded his expectations, a child in the late stage of the realm was hidden so deeply.
Everyone in the audience was secretly surprised that Zhao Xuan actually caught a spiritual weapon with his bare hands. Could this child's hand (Li Zhao) really be made of steel?
It was too late, and Feng Yihan's expression changed when he saw Zhao Xuan pounce on him.
The hand just now made his heart skip a beat.
"Boy, don't even think about it!"
But anyway, he is the sixth-order creature of the prairie Fengzong, how could he lose so easily?
There is no magic weapon, but he has other means.
His hands moved quickly, light flashed on his body, and a tornado gushed out from under his feet.
This is their unique magical power of Fengzong, and some disciples of Fengzong were surprised when they saw it.
"Wind Tornado!"
"Senior Brother Feng is going to show his power!
"Brother Feng is great, let this child experience the pain of being torn apart by the tornado! 35
This is a kind of supernatural power with powerful tearing power. I saw Feng Yihan's hands dance faster and faster, and the last tornado revolved around Zhao Xuan in the middle.
"Brother Xiao!"