The Yuan Shen absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and immediately condensed these spiritual energy directly into sword energy.

"call……"

Although Ling Feng's cultivation level is low, his soul absorbs the energy of the world very quickly.

Many of the people who were scolding me before saw this situation and immediately shut up.

This is because many people with higher cultivation levels than Ling Feng cannot compare with Ling Feng in their ability to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth after the soul is released.

"Xuanqing Yiqi Sword!"

Ling Feng shouted in his heart, and the blue long sword in his hand instantly turned into cyan, and the sword energy in his soul immediately began to vibrate.

The space around Ling Feng instantly became distorted.

Ling Feng held the long sword in his hand for a moment, and then the sword energy in his soul surged out instantly, converging into a three-meter long sword energy.

"call out!"

The three-meter-long sword energy flew directly forward. Wherever the sword energy passed, it made a violent friction sound with the air, and the space was like a calm lake with a ripple.

The sword energy flew a hundred meters away before dissipating.

"So strong!"

When those people around saw Ling Feng's sword, they all looked shocked.

Especially those sword cultivators.

They knew that to be able to condense the sword energy and fly hundreds of meters away, this required concentrating the sword energy to a very high degree.

Just after Ling Feng's sword energy disappeared, countless blue fluorescence appeared, and these blue fluorescence finally condensed into a fighting spirit.

At the same time, many other colors of fluorescence appeared, condensing into a fighting spirit.

These war spirits all appeared from the void after sensing the power of Ling Feng's sword energy.

"Eighteen war spirits!"

When Zhen Xu saw these war spirits, a look of shock appeared on his face. He did not expect that Ling Feng could summon eighteen war spirits with one move.

At this moment, the blue figure that appeared first had a long sword in his hand and rushed towards the other phantoms.

"Boom boom boom..."

That blue war spirit instantly started fighting with other war spirits.

"What are they doing?"

Ling Feng was also a little confused by the scene before him. He couldn't understand why these war spirits started fighting on their own.

"They are competing for the right to fight you. Only the last remaining person is qualified to fight you. If you defeat the survivors among them, you will get eighteen secret techniques!"

Zhen Xu opened her mouth and said to Ling Feng.

"Damn it, eighteen war spirits!"

"This guy is so cocky!"

This scene immediately attracted everyone around him.

It is really rare for someone to be able to summon eighteen war spirits with one move.

"Oops, there will definitely be many people who will snatch your war spirit later, because once you defeat a war spirit, you can harvest eighteen secret techniques. This temptation is too great!"

Zhen Xu said to Ling Feng with some worry.

"Humph, then I'll wait for them!"

Ling Feng responded lightly, then raised his head and looked at the fighting spirits.

Soon, the battle between the eighteen war spirits came to an end.

The final winner is the blue figure that appears first.

The blue war spirit came to Ling Feng, and then said to Ling Feng: "Comer, I, Dugu Chen, want to challenge you, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

When this blue war spirit challenged Ling Feng, a white halo suddenly appeared around Ling Feng's feet.

This white light continued to amplify, and finally turned into an aperture a hundred meters in diameter.

According to the rules of Jiugong Island, before the white halo turns red, other people are qualified to challenge Ling Feng and seize the right to fight with this war spirit.

"Senior Duguchen, this kid is not qualified to fight you, so let me fight you!"

At this moment, a young man carrying a long sword came out and said to the blue war spirit calmly.

When he walked towards Ling Feng, his soul was released, and a powerful momentum burst out from his body.

This person is a powerful person in the fifth level of Yuan Shen.

His soul exudes a sharp aura, which is unique to sword cultivators.

"It's Ximenzhuo!"

"A disciple of the Ximen family!"

After seeing this man, the people around him became a little commotion.

Many people who originally wanted to snatch Ling Feng's battle spirit stopped now.

They all know the strength of Ximen Zhuo, and Ximen Zhuo is a direct disciple of the Ximen family, one of the five top families in the Tianwu Holy City. Both his own strength and the power behind him are very powerful.

Many people know that although Ximenzhuo's cultivation is only at the fifth level of Yuan Shen, his strength is stronger than many strong people at the sixth level of Yuan Shen.

Although there were many powerful sixth level souls present and their strength was stronger than Ximen Zhuo, they all held back when they saw Ximen Zhuo coming out.

Therefore, many people did not dare to compete with Ximen Zhuo for this right. Even if they wanted to compete, they would have to wait until Ximen Zhuo was defeated by Ling Feng before taking action.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ximenzhuo walked into the white battle circle.

Ximen Zhuo pulled out the long sword from behind, looked up at Ling Feng, and said with a cold expression: "I'm Ximen Zhuo, I challenge you!"

Ling Feng looked up at Ximen Zhuo, and then immediately used the Phoenix Flash Step, and his body immediately turned into an afterimage and flew towards Ximen Zhuo.

Ximen Zhuo's eyes condensed, and the long sword in his hand burst into black light, and then he roared: "Ximen Sword Technique - Ghost Dance in the Universe!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Dozens of black sword qi appeared. After these sword qi appeared, the battle circle was suddenly filled with ghostly aura. As the sword qi flew towards Ling Feng, it continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of the world and finally turned into a

A black skull.

"Qingyun Sword Song!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, and the blue sword in his hand vibrated violently, and a crisp sword roar came out.

"Buzz..."

Under the influence of the sword chant, those black skulls exploded instantly.

Ling Feng's figure passed through the black skulls and appeared in front of Ximenzhuo.

"What?"

Ximenzhuo's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately swung his sword to sweep out a sword curtain in front of him.

Ling Feng's sword pierced directly into the sword curtain.

"Qingyun rolls over the moon!"

Ling Feng shouted coldly in his heart. A powerful rotating main force appeared on his long sword. Under the influence of the rotating force, the sword curtain formed by the condensed sword energy in front of Ximenzhuo was immediately blocked by Ling Feng.

The sword was rolled in.

These sword energies continued to condense on the tip of Ling Feng's sword, and a terrifying aura erupted from the tip of the sword.

"not good!"

Feeling this terrifying aura, Ximenzhuo's pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to withdraw and retreat.

But at this moment, the condensed and compressed sword energy at the tip of Ling Feng's sword suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

The tyrannical force immediately knocked Ximenzhuo away.

Ximenzhuo's body flew more than twenty meters, flew directly out of the battle circle, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Chapter completed!