Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 40: Huafan Seven Changes

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The scared young man strode, his sword robes raised slightly, his eyes were brutal and bloodthirsty, and he held a wooden sword in his hand. Zhao Jiuge bare-handed, with glazed golden light glowing on his body, with a determined look in his eyes, rushing towards the Scared Young Man as if he was going crazy.

The spiritual power aroused by the two people twisted the surrounding air, which caused violent winds. In one breath, the two of them were about to collide head-to-head. The scared young man tapped the wooden sword in his hand and brought Zhao Jiuge's phantom sword light seemed to be slow, but it was actually a phantom. The speed was too fast and left behind. Zhao Jiuge just narrowed his eyes, not moving at all, and leaned on his own hands forcibly. The posture was fierce, and the exercises in the body were also speeding up. At this moment, the golden light on the surface of Zhao Jiuge's body was unusually dazzling, like a rising sun, blasting the sword light like a cold moon.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.

When several sword lights hit Zhao Jiuge’s body, they only made a crisp sound, without leaving a trace of marks, and the golden light on the surface of Zhao Jiuge’s body was just like a candle blown by the wind, dimmed afterwards. What came was the dazzling gold again, but it was the sword light of the scared young man, which intensified the consumption of spiritual power in the body. Since the Sanskrit Eucharist practiced to this state, the power has been greatly strengthened. The power of the flesh has extraordinary power.

But Zhao Jiuge's unwilling eyes didn't blink and continued to rush over. After resisting the sword light of the scared boy, Zhao Jiuge looked up and raised his right hand, and slammed towards the knife with the momentum like Mount Tai is not bending down. Pat it on the head of Scar.

From the battle to the present, the expression of the Scarred Boy has changed for the first time. He felt the sound of the breaking wind in the volley. The slap was shot, but it was fatal. He quickly raised the wooden sword to resist, saying that it was too late. Hurry up, the Scar Boy's subconscious movements were as sensitive as Jaguar, and at the deadliest time, he finally blocked Zhao Jiuge's violent shot.

Crack.

The wooden sword immediately had two petals, hissing, and the sound of inhaling air-conditioning came from outside the field. They were all stunned by Zhao Jiuge's brave slap. Unexpectedly, they slapped the wooden sword with spiritual power in the slap. I was curious about what method Zhao Jiuge used to make this decision, so powerful.

Even the old disciples who have been staring in the sky watching the changes in the field are all interested. They are no better than the new disciples below. They have so harsh eyes and extraordinary knowledge. They were nothing before. At this moment, the moment when Zhao Jiuge revealed the Sanskrit Eucharist's fierce beat, it aroused the interest of these old disciples.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge slapped the scarred young man’s wooden sword off, Bai Qingqing’s nervous expression slowly eased, and then she smiled and looked at Zhao Jiuge carefully, even her heart had to admit that, just now Zhao Jiuge at that moment was really handsome.

Scar boy whose hand wooden sword was slapped off is now his turn to lose his center of gravity. A staggered center of gravity swayed a few times, looking quite embarrassed. Scar boy is angry and angry. Shi could admire this Zhao Jiuge, and it was precisely this Zhao Jiuge who hadn't paid attention to him that made him suffer a small loss. How could he not be angry.

Wow.

The noise outside the court rang out by coincidence, and the waves covered the waves. I felt that today’s competition was worthwhile. Previously, Zhao Jiuge was squeezed by the scared boy. Who knew that the scared boy would be squeezed in a blink of an eye. Zhao Jiuge suppressed it, and the situation suddenly reversed, which made everyone feel that today is worthwhile.

Seeing that a palm just slapped the wooden sword, without hurting the scared boy, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but snorted, and anger also appeared in his eyes. He continued to take advantage of the situation, and slapped again. The palm up, driving a whirr of wind.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's victory again and again in the second and third, the blue veins on the forehead of the scared young man violently, his body fell to the ground, avoiding Zhao Jiuge, waving his palms, and rolling a few times, healed The hair became embarrassed, and even the curled hair was scattered, and a few strands of black hair stuck to his cheeks.

Seeing that he was forced by Zhao Jiuge to be like a dog from a stray family, the scared young man gritted his teeth, and his eyes burst out with cannibalism. Because of the powerful anger in his heart, his eyes became scarlet, "Zhao Jiuge, I want to Kill you."

A roar resounded through the vast Xuantian Peak, and the scattered hairs and the madness made people feel terribly chilly.

Boom.

I saw the scared young man who got up, looking up to the sky and roaring, a terrible wave of fluctuations appeared. The aura in the Xuantian Mountains was originally stronger than other places because of the large formation, and I saw the aura of Xuantianfeng crazy. The scared boy rushed forward, faintly visible to the naked eye. Those spiritual powers gathered in the scared boy, causing invisible ripples around him. The shaved scared boy closed his eyes slightly, his hands were shaking, and the spiritual power in his body was at the same time Also consumed at high speed.

In the end, they slowly gathered and formed, and gradually condensed into a light curtain that looked like an earth bear. The whole body is tan, four or five meters in size, thick and strong, with vigorous limbs and a thick head, but his eyes are like a scared boy, exuding a fierce light, when the light curtain of this earth bear forms At the time, the stone platform underneath Scar Young’s feet broke open and snaked around.

"Fajue, don't think it's just you. I'm going to see how determined your body-refining method is, and let me break your tortoise shell." After condensing the light curtain, the scared boy recovered. After a little sober, then the sneer was on his face again.

The words hadn't fallen yet, and there was a series of booms.

Another strong aura condenses, and Zhao Jiuge’s body is like ripples on the surface of the water, constantly squirming and rippling. It is emitted from aura, threatened by the aura of the scared teenager, Zhao Jiuge’s sanskrit sound. The Eucharist spun out automatically, and the light curtain of the Laughing Buddha was also condensed, still quiet and peaceful, without the hostility of the scarred young man.

When the light curtain of the Laughing Buddha appeared, the heaven and the earth became quiet, petals were floating around the body, and there were faint Sanskrit chanting. This time, the vision was more obvious than the last time, even that one. The scent of sandalwood is even stronger. Listening to the Sanskrit chanting in his ear, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were lost, and his heart was shocked. What is the origin of this Sanskrit Heart Sutra? It is so mysterious. Presumably this is just the tip of the iceberg. The breakthrough of cultivation, the cultivation technique is slowly showing its peculiarities.

When the figure exuding hostility was facing away with the quiet and peaceful aura exuding from Zhao Jiuge's body, I only felt that the hostility on the other side was diluted a lot by the aura brought by the laughing Buddha. There was also a sensation outside.

The old disciples finally started talking in private.

"Wow, what method did that delicate boy use? This is the first time I have seen it, so peculiar."

"Yes, last time I went out with the respected master, I saw that those seniors with advanced cultivation level did not have such extraordinary dharma determination."

"We are old, and the disciples in this life are really amazing. I think we didn’t come into contact with the Fajue until the inner door. It took three years to practice the exercises. How do you look like these disciples? Never seem to get it without money."

"My first law decision back then, it took me four full years to make money in exchange for Mengon. Hey, people are more popular than people."

The disciples who either rode strange animals or stepped on flying swords sighed and sighed to each other, looking back at the time when they entered the door.

Only the outstanding figure, Jiaoyan raised her eyebrow lightly, looked at the light and shadow of the laughing Buddha, thinking. It was the glamorous woman wearing a white dress with a fiery red flying sword. She was twenty-five and sixteen years old.

She was surrounded by a circle and no one dared to approach her. I don’t know if it was because of fear or respect for her. There was no old disciple standing beside her, and she seemed to be accustomed to it, and her expression didn’t look strange. With Zhao Jiuge.

The group of new entrants around the stage did scream again and again. By this time, everyone had only envy and respect. Regardless of winning or losing, these two people had already won the respect of everyone. After all, strength is respected. Nothing is more important than strength, except of course only two people.

Mu Zijun's face is still calm, and he can't see what he is thinking. The more powerful the two show experience, the quieter and terrifying Mu Zijun's face, and the other person is naturally Bai Zimo, when Zhao Jiuge shows When that scene came out, Bai Zimo's face became more gloomy and terrifying, and his face was unconvinced.

Zhao Jiuge is inferior to him in terms of background, and Zhao Jiuge is inferior to him in terms of cultivation level, but he was accidentally planted in the hands of him and Bai Qingqing last time. How can the proud Bai Zimo accept it? Killing him is still uncomfortable.

Looking at Zhao Jiuge's back figure growing hatred, he snorted in his heart, and Fang Chang is not afraid of not having a chance to deal with you in the future.

The space above the stone platform.

The expressions of the three coaches also became wonderful, they forgot to look at each other a few times, and they groaned for a while, and they didn't speak.

After a long while, coach Zhou's face sank slightly, "Hua Fan Seven is a decisive change. We have missed it this time. I didn't expect that there are such characters. There are so many disciples in this group of disciples. I think This is not a coincidence."

When coach Li heard this, he disapproved, smiled faintly, and touched the long white beard on his chin, "I don't think you need to worry too much, anyway, these people are our disciples of Xuantianfeng, you What are you afraid of."

Coach Zhou frowned, "Xuantian Sword Sect is now in a precarious position. Of course, you have to be cautious, especially when it comes to recruiting apprentices, but I believe that the master teacher will be measured. There is still plenty of money. When you enter the inner gate three years later, there will naturally be a teacher in charge who will check it out, I believe nothing will happen."

In the conversation between the two, the coach Wang on the side did not participate in it, but his eyes were bright and he seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, the conversation turned, "This Huafan seven change is extremely overbearing. The spirit beast’s essence and blood immersion cultivation, every time it breaks through one level, one more practice can be done. It is said that when the seventh level is cultivated, the phantom can be materialized, which is beyond the power of the main spirit beast. It’s no less, that is to say, the more powerful the retailer you use, the more powerful it is to succeed in cultivation, but it’s hard to find the blood of the first spirit beast, and it’s particularly difficult to cultivate the second potion. The stronger the spirit beast, the harder it is. After practicing, otherwise there is a risk of body explosion if you are careless. I think this little guy is now at the first level of cultivation, that is, the state of the first change, and it is not very stable."

When the two coaches on the side heard what Wang said, they nodded in agreement.