All the people watching the battle around were quiet at this time, and then they gradually started to talk in a low voice.

“So wonderful.”

"It's so terrifying. Is this the combat power of two newcomers who have just entered the first level of Qi training?"

"But Li Jianxuan is still the one who has the advantage. He is completely suppressing the Lingnong and fighting."

...

Shen Qian'er looked at Wu Xian on the field at this time and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Yan watched with a focused look on her face.

"That Lingnong seems to be using martial arts."

Li Jianxuan's teammates looked at Wu Xian on the field with some uncertainty.

In the crowd, Wang Lin and Zheng Yang looked at each other.

"Did you see it?"

Zheng Yang nodded, "With a sword like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace. It seems to be no rules, but it is fatal everywhere when it comes to moves... This is the sword technique of the heart. Unexpectedly, the young man Wu Xian actually learned this sword technique, and he looks very accomplished."

"Where was Li Jianxuan who was suppressing Wu Xian just now, it was obvious that he couldn't find an opportunity to attack." Wang Lin sighed, "It's been a long time since I saw a cultivator using this secular martial art, and the effect was actually pretty good."

"It's just for the time being. Li Jianxuan hasn't used his magic yet, so keep watching."

Zheng Yang shook his head.

...

Li Jianxuan inserted the sword to the ground, then formed seals with both hands, and started to chant something.

Straws of light green spiritual power gradually surrounded him.

"Is the wind control technique?"

Wu Xian's eyes froze.

This first-level spell was mentioned in the information given to him by Shen Qian'er.

After five or six breaths, Li Jianxuan pulled up the sword inserted on the ground and looked at Wu Xian.

Whoosh!

His body was carrying light green wind spirit power, as if it was wrapped in the wind, and he came towards Wu Xian. His fast body almost produced a blurry afterimage.

A glimmer flashed in Wu Xian's eyes.

His body avoided backwards, and his body also instantly produced a afterimage.

Two afterimages chased each other one after another, making people around them surprised.

"Wind Control Art? Did Lingnong also exchange this spell?"

"It's quite ready."

...

Zheng Yang looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin shook his head.

"You have a good look, it's not the wind control technique."

"kindness?!"

Zheng Yang hurriedly looked over, and after a breath or two, he murmured:

"It's martial arts again?"

"It should be a martial arts like light skills." Wang Lin said.

"It's a ride on the wind."

An old voice sounded behind him, and the two turned to see someone, and unexpectedly said:

"Pharma Zhou."

Zhou Heng nodded, "That young man should have used Yan Jiansheng's unique skill - Chengfengyou."

"I had some friendship with Yan Jiansheng when I was young, and I wouldn't read it wrong."

"It's interesting. It seems that this young man should have obtained the inheritance of Yan Sword Saint, but I don't know which sword genre it inherited from Yan Sword Saint."

The two suddenly realized.

...

"How long do you want to run?!"

Li Jianxuan shouted behind him.

Wu Xian didn't speak and kept running in front.

Li Jianxuan suddenly stopped.

He made seals with his hands again and silently recited the magic tricks. After five breaths, he saw his figure gradually disappearing from the spot, and Wu Xian was the only one left in the battlefield.

Invisibility.

Wu Xian's face was not flustered.

He had already known through Shen Qian'er that he had mastered this spell.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should have no other means besides these two spells.

He stopped, stood there, took a deep breath, and suddenly closed his eyes.

In the crowd.

"This is……"

Zhou Heng was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Zheng Yang and Wang Lindao.

"I've seen this."

He murmured.

...

Wu Xian closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his ears.

He eliminated all the sounds he heard in his ears.

The sound of the wind, the voice of people's argument, the sound of insects' names, the sound of clothes rubbing...

When all the sounds were eliminated, he felt that only one sound was left around him.

Rust, rust, rust...

That voice...is behind me!

He suddenly turned around and started to ride the wind, his body turned into a afterimage, stabbing the air somewhere five meters away from behind him with all his strength.

Yan Xincheng’s four unique skills, the ultimate skill of the Star Picking Thorn!

Tear ~

Wu Xian's expression moved slightly.

This sound is not right.

He looked up and saw Li Jianxuan's figure appear. His sword stabbed his chest, but it did not pierce his chest, but instead made his chest look black armor exposed.

Defensive magic weapon.

Why do this person have so many magical tools?!

This thought appeared in Wu Xian's mind.

Li Jianxuan was sweating coldly and immediately slashed over with a sword. Wu Xian launched Chengfengyou's body to turn into a afterimage, and instantly came behind him, with the blade resting on his erect neck.

Wu Xian said: "You lost."

Li Jianxuan stared at Feishuang Jian on his erect neck in a daze, gritted his teeth, and finally sighed:

"I lost."

He took out a piece of low-grade spirit stone and a white jade long-necked bottle from his arms and handed it to Wu Xian.

Wu Xian took it and put it in his storage bag with a smile.

"Are you martial arts?"

Li Jianxuan suddenly asked.

"kindness."

"How did you know I'm behind you?"
To be continued...