"You are a sneak attack, and fakes cannot win!"

Zhou Ran stared at Lu Fengyun viciously, and his face was distorted due to anger and unwillingness.

He shouted wildly, and once again used his power, and the sword formation whirlwind suddenly rushed forward!

"Bang!"

A shocking sound rang out on the wilderness plain!

The rolling spiritual power swept across the wild land like an angry tide and thunder, and then rumbled around and dispersed.

The wild flow lifted Zhou Ran’s hat brim, revealing a black and thin middle-aged man’s face!

He widened his eyes, a trace of blood filled his eyes!

"No! This is impossible!"

Zhou Ran shouted in disbelief.

What did he see?

A figure in the ink-clothed body held the sword formation whirlwind, rushed towards the sword formation coming from bottom to top with a momentum of thousands of miles in one fell swoop.

The sword formation was directly dispersed!

Even his Fengyan sword fell into the other party's hands!

Facing Lu Fengyun who did not follow the rules, Zhou Ran felt afraid for the first time!

Lu Fengyun snatched the sword elder of the Sword Sect, threw it twice, and curled his lips with disgust: "Is your Tianmin Sword Sect very poor or is it harsh to the employees? After all, it is an elder, and the weapons are really not good."

After hearing this, Zhou Ran was so angry that he almost spit out an old blood.

When the weapon failed, he was not too panicked, but instead raised his spiritual power and wanted to launch another attack!

But Lu Fengyun did not give him the chance to coax the move!

"go!"

Lu Fengyun shouted softly, the sword formations separated, and countless sword shadows lined up like lotus, rushing towards Zhou Ran in unison!

This is not over yet!

He took advantage of the victory and took action again!

The surging spiritual power exploded from his body and instantly turned into bone-black ice.

The endless apricot wasteland, with wind and snow in an instant, the sky and earth were covered with white!

That's not snow, it's the manifestation of spiritual power!

The space is shrouded below the extreme zero degree, and I can’t see clearly in front of me, and there is only frost in all directions!

A field turned into an ice cave in a blink of an eye!

This call is called: Great Cold and No Snow!

Zhou Ran and Fengyun are both in the middle stage of the Spirit King. Because of the blessing of Zhulong's energy and high-level martial arts, the latter can almost be said to be invincible in one-on-one battles.

A strange phenomenon suddenly arose in the world, and Zhou Ran looked up alertly in an instant.

In the white and frost air, dangers are everywhere!

"Grandma! What's going on!"

Before, when Lu Fengyun and Zhou Ran were fighting, Wang Qi also attacked Zhang Lingchuan.

Originally, he thought that a half-large monster cub would be suppressed even if he was practicing magic-resisting skills.

But as soon as he fought, Wang Qi knew that he was wrong!

Completely wrong!

His skills have no effect on Zhang Lingchuan at all!

But the latter is indeed a monster!

Wang Qi was shocked and could not think of the reason.

After Zhang Lingchuan's bone-tempering and shaping body by the Breaking Mirror Flower, the defects brought by the monster's physique have been transformed into seventy-eight. He is originally a mixed-blood, and after such transformation, he is no longer a pure-bred monster!

He has become a mutated monster without physical defects!

More powerful and more terrifying.

While Wang Qi was struggling to support him, Zhang Lingchuan, who was fighting against him in the frost space where murderous intent lurked!

The ice and cold mist around him rolled up like a living thing, and the mist condensed into a frost dragon and attacked him!

Wang Qi waved his sword to kill the ice dragon.

Behind the Ice Dragon, Lu Fengyun and Zhang Lingchuan appeared quietly.

The former raised his hand calmly, and the ice dragon instantly turned into thousands of cold stimulation and shot over.

Wang Qi turned around and ran away in fear, and the Ice Dragon chased him reluctantly.

A yellow light whizzed past his eyes.

"Senior brother! Save me!"

"Wait a minute! You can't leave alone!"

"The surname is Zhou! You just left me and ran away!"

Wang Qi recognized Huang Guang as Zhou Ran’s transformation!

He chased after him desperately and shouted desperately.

Zhou Ran cursed in his heart, and he couldn't even take care of himself. How could he have time to care about you!

Dahan Wuxue is a ground-level skill. If Zhou Ran had the intention to fight, he would definitely be able to withstand it, but he still chose to escape!

Because he is not stupid!

Before, when he fought with Lu Fengyun, the latter could learn his unique skills with a glance. From the effortless use of a ground-level skill, who knows how many trump cards he still has is useless!

If you continue to waste like this, you will be the one who is unlucky!

Rather than resisting, it is better to choose to retreat.

He couldn't guarantee that he could win Lu Fengyun, and he would definitely be able to escape if he wanted to escape.

Zhou Ran was very lucky to escape by himself. Wang Qi, a late-stage spiritual master, could not make any waves in front of Lu Fengyun in the middle-stage spiritual king.

The cold thorns were like rain, and Wang Qi was immediately pricked into a hedgehog!

The cold air filled the air, and it instantly froze him into an ice sculpture!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lingchuan was shocked. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, aren't you fire-attributed? Why do you still know the ice-based Taoist Dharma?"

"A master who only knows one kind of Taoism is not a good master."

Lu Fengyun said as he waved his sleeves, the snow in the cold was gone, and the wasteland returned to its original scene.

Zhang Lingchuan could not hide his shock and worship.

Lu Fengyun asked, "Okawazi, you don't have weapons yet?"

Zhang Lingchuan nodded, and he couldn't help but look at the Feng Yan sword in the hand of the former, thinking to himself: Could it be that Master wants to give me this sword?

Judging from the material, this material is made of rare meteorite, and a magic core is actually inlaid on the hilt of the sword! Judging from its quality, it must be at least level 4!

The fourth-level monster is equivalent to the realm of a human spirit master. The monster is slowly cultivating. If it can have a fourth-level magic core, it must be a monster that has lived for at least five hundred years.

When Zhang Lingchuan was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his chest poked. He looked down and saw that Lu Fengyun had actually given him Feng Yan Sword!

"Master, this sword is too expensive and I can't accept it for disciples! And you don't have a weapon yet!" Zhang Lingchuan waved his hands repeatedly.

"You can just use this thing first, and then change it to you when you find a better one in the future. If it weren't for the good supporting swordsmanship, I really couldn't bear to let you use such broken copper and iron."

Lu Fengyun had a little disgusted look on his face.

Once upon a time, he had a 100,000-year-old divine weapon. With his current vision, he would still take a fourth-level magic core sword weapon into consideration.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lingchuan became stupid.

If this was said from others, he would definitely think that this person was bragging, but he believed it from his master!

Wang Qi and Zhou Ran died and ran away without any obstacles. Lu Fengyun condensed the space-time tunnel again and soon arrived at the place where Kunlun Gate was located - Bihaijing.

This is a big city that is highly anticipated, with gorgeous buildings and crowds of people, and trades from multiple countries, and is extremely prosperous.

"Ding! The target was detected 30,000 meters south!"

The treasure hunt radar prompt sounded.

Lu Fengyun raised his eyes and knew from a distance that there was a magnificent peak at 30,000 meters.

Kunlun Gate is located here!

When he was about to leave, he accidentally saw a place and suddenly laughed.

Not far away, there is a martial arts hall with a notice posted on the wall next to it - "The No. 1 strongman in Bihaijing won 100 games in a row to create new glory. Today, there are thousands of golds to lose. Those who are interested can come quickly!"

For Lu Fengyun, the word "ten thousand gold" is too tempting!

Wushuang Sect is now in the early stage of entrepreneurship and has weak economic strength. Now that it has accepted disciples, it is time to play one of the roles of disciples - to make money!
Chapter completed!