A fierce battle fell, and another battle saw that it was about to begin again. The disciples were excited, and they kept shouting, urging to start as soon as possible.

An Zhongshan looked gentle, but he was actually a sword repairman, but he hid the evil spirit in his body during years of going out and did not show up easily.

After the ceremony, An Zhongshan's brows jumped out with a little light, but it was a sword pill, with a cold sword aura, swirling around Anzhongshan's body, and the high platform was full of forest cold sword aura in an instant, which is unparalleled in the eyes of ordinary people. .

But when Pan Wen saw this scene, he was not afraid at all. He laughed, waved his robe sleeves, and a beam of mysterious light shot out. This is the yin and yang mixed hole gas, which can attenuate everything. This mysterious gas can't fly out for a while, just like The splashed ink spreads out and spreads out, instantly occupying half of the sky. What Pan Wen felt is that water belongs to the rhyme of Tao. This yin and yang mixture smells like a river rewinding, and a big battle swallows, and in a flash, it floods Anzhong Mountain. The shot of sword energy.

Ling Yu's sword aura was swept away by this profound light, and he couldn't even lift a wave, appearing extremely weak. Even the profound light shrouded Anzhong Mountain, squeezing the land of Anzhong Mountain a little bit.

This Pan Wen is so arrogant, he is directly oppressed by the general trend. This is to win through the mellow Dan Sha, but Pan Wen Dan also has this arrogant capital in the second grade. Among the top ten disciples, except for the first ranked Huajian. Ling is the second grade of Dancheng, he is him, and everyone else is the third grade of Dancheng.

At the beginning, it was also relying on the mellow Dan Sha that Pan Wen defeated the original top ten disciples with a not particularly clever way. Moreover, Dan Sha was compelling, compared to being upright. In the face of the general situation, the side door is not feasible.

An Zhongshan saw that Pan Wen was so urging, his eyes were cold, and he exhaled a clear breath, wrapped outside the sword pill, the sword pill suddenly became more hazy, as if it changed between the virtual and the real, and this is also the function of this clear breath. .

An Zhongshan Qi Dao practiced a method that he had come across, called the Xuan Ling Tianji Sutra. The Xuan Ling Qi cultivated has the effect of isolating the outside air, and it is very clear, so it seems to change between the virtual and the real. .

With the enveloping protection of the mysterious spirit gas, the sword pill easily shot through the curtain composed of the yin and yang mixed cavity gas, and the sword gas it carried directly tore the curtain into a big hole, and the remaining ray of mysterious spirit gas even Also preventing the gathering of the curtain, Pan Wen's general trend has been broken.

However, An Zhongshan's complexion was not at all relaxed. Pan Wen stretched out his hand directly when he saw the sword pill coming, intending to catch the sword pill. You must know the power of the sword pill, which is cultivated by the Jindan real person’s heart, and cracked the rock. But there is no big problem.

However, the seemingly exaggerated and aggressive Pan Wen's palm faintly sees the mysterious light. It turns out that at some point, the yin and yang mixture of qi has covered his palm.

The sword pill came in a blast, with the sound of breaking through the air, and the power of the cold light made people worry about when the neck was cut off. Just when the sword pill was less than three feet away from Pan Wen, Pan Wen's palm suddenly stretched out. Fast as lightning, no shadows can be seen, wanting to catch Kenmaru.

It’s just that the sword pill, which is in harmony with An Zhongshan, is faster, the sword light is divided, and it is divided into two, passing through the two sides of Pan Wen’s palm, and struck towards Pan Wen’s neck. The spectators are all in fear, with a face above the sky. The easy-going real people also sat upright for a few minutes at this time, ready to save people at any time. If Pan Wenzhe is here, it would be a pity.

The corner of Pan Wen's mouth showed a touch of disdain, and he did not dodge. On both sides of his neck, there was a mysterious light appearing, thick and thick, like a cast of steel, for him to withstand the killing blow of Kenmaru, and even have more than enough power to use the sword. The pellets were shot into the distance.

Seeing that the yin-yang mixing hole Qi cultivated by Pan Wen was so powerful, An Zhongshan couldn't help but remembered the previous saying that Pan Wen had successfully cultivated the mixing hole body, which is one of the nine classics of Yin and Yang mixing. The Dongbao Shengjing contains a method of refining the body, and the whole body is covered with yin and yang mixed with cave air. The gold and stone are difficult to damage, and water and fire are not allowed to enter.

If Pan Wen really succeeded in cultivating this muddy body, An Zhongshan could choose to retreat and leave the field. There is not much chance of winning. At best, fighting for the back hand will only get an unbeaten result. Why waste your efforts. However, An Zhongshan believes that Pan Wen hasn't actually completed this cavernous body, and there should be a door to break through.

With the idea of ​​searching for Pan Wen's door in his heart, An Zhongshan's heart was moved, and the divided sword pill continued to divide, and it was directly divided into tens of thousands, but only 128 of them. The real sword, the others are virtual swords, which can confuse the audience.

The sword rain bursts all over the sky, with clear light, like colorful moths flying, and catkins flying, how spectacular the scene is, but under the beautiful appearance, there is a deep murderous intent.

Under the swiftly dancing sword pill, where can I still see Pan Wen's figure, it seems to be wrapped in an iron ball, which is very funny.

Seeing this method of An Zhongshan, Wang Chuchen, who was above the sky, asked, "I don't know which child this child is?"

A real person on the right side looked down and stroked his beard: "This son is a child of the An Feng family. A few years ago, I saw this son when I was a guest in the Dongfu of Yunpanli Junior Brother."

"Oh, it's no wonder how he is familiar with this imperial sword technique. He turned out to be a disciple of Junior Brother Yun." Wang Chuchen made a sudden realization.

The battle below was still going on, Pan Wen was wrapped in the boundless sword pill, and could not get out of the trap. He struggled to unfold the yin and yang mixed hole air to form a shield to prevent the sword pill from further pressing.

The situation reversed so quickly, Wu Yi only felt that in front of the real Jindan, his quantitative advantage was a scum, and they waved thousands of sword auras. Even if Wu Yi released all the ghosts, it would be nothing more than a gift to An Zhongshan. Vegetables, cut melons and vegetables in minutes.

Did it just fail like this? Wu Yi looked at the scene in the field and thought so in his heart. He couldn't imagine that the first two battles would kick these monks who had been among the top ten disciples for 30 years out of power. Nothing like this has ever happened before.

Just when everyone thought that Pan Wen was about to lose, Pan Wen, who was squeezed to almost no place to stand, grinned, and the rich and pure yin and yang air came out through his body, although he was sweating profusely. Panting, but the momentum on his body did not fall under the continuous squeeze, but rose up instead.

"No, he is using my hand to hone his exercises." Seeing this scene, An Zhongshan couldn't help exclaiming. Not only did he no longer oppress, but Jianwan withdrew part of it to try to interrupt Pan Wen's breakthrough.

"It's late." Pan Wen smiled sullenly. You Han's eyes revealed a gleam of light, choosing people to eat, no longer worrying about the sword pill in the sky, striding out, letting the sword pill hit him, whenever the sword When Maru was about to tear his skin, a ray of mysterious light appeared to block Kenmaru.

At this moment, Pan Wen's body of mixing holes has become fully developed.

Snap, Pan Wen stretched out his palm and patted, the flying sword pill was directly slapped towards An Zhongshan, if it hadn't been for An Zhongshan to evade quickly, his sword pill would almost pass through him.

But what really surprised An Zhongshan was not Pan Wen's great power, but Pan Wen's ability to dissolve his mysterious spirit. Doesn't it mean that he didn't even have the opportunity to attack Pan Wen?

The next temptation was as expected by An Zhongshan. This Pan Wen's cultivation level was really improved. He had to sigh for a long time, and said to the outside world's Gaoguan Taoist: "Real person, surrender here."

After defeating An Zhongshan, Pan Wenzhi was triumphant and showed a cruel look at Wang Chuchen, who was slightly taller.

The ten disciple dispute not only includes the battle between the non-ten disciples and the ten disciples, but also the ranking battle within the ten disciples. Obviously, Pan Wen regards Wang Chuchen as his next opponent.

Pan Wen defeated An Zhongshan’s challenge, and then he fought for two consecutive games. Although there were ups and downs, Pan Wen passed through without any risk. He was not afraid of other people’s attacks. Even if he could not be consumed by the mixed air of Yin and Yang, he couldn't even hurt him, let alone defeat him.

After Pan Wen fought for three games, he was allowed to rest as usual. Pan Wen had no intention of self-abuse and chose to rest. Therefore, the next challenger chose Wang Chuchen.

A frost-white smoke hung from mid-air, folds gently, separates it on both sides, and falls on the high platform where Wang Chuchen is. It is a female crown, long hair to the waist, plain white skirt, red lips and white teeth, skin-like Ningzhi, only a chill radiating from all over his body, was clearly an iceberg beauty, and it seemed that the rhyme of Taoism he had comprehended should be related to cold ice.

After the female crown came to the stage, she bowed her hand to Wang Chuchen a little, and swept her bare hand, and the snow all over the sky flew down, and the chill on the high platform was forcing people. Wang Chuchen raised the flute, and the graceful flute sound flowed slowly. Out, the sound aftertaste sweeps away countless snowflakes.

Snowflakes continue to fly, and with the passage of time ~lightnovelpub.net~ becomes hard as iron, and with thin edges, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are flying knives all over the sky. Snowflakes occasionally make a clanging sound. .

At this time, whether it is Wang Chuchen or this female crown, they are accumulating their own strength. The sound of the flute is heard from afar. After being bounced back by the shield outside the high platform, the momentum is much stronger, and all this seems In Wang Chuchen's expectation, the sound of the whistle blown out and the echo returned by the ejection blended with each other, humming in harmony, quiet and serene, and the flying snowflakes slowed down a lot in this sound.

The snowflakes controlled by the women's crown gradually formed an ice and snow formation in the constant flying. Everyone in the outside world was almost unable to see the face of the women's crown. The dense snowflakes blocked everyone's eyes and blocked the king. Chen's gaze, even at such a close distance, a trace of her face could be seen in the gap between the flying snowflakes.

His gaze was blocked by the snowflakes, and spiritual consciousness was not able to penetrate. Wang Chuchen fell into a situation where the enemy was in the dark and I was in the light, no longer waiting to dormant. The place where the crown is, which is where the snowflakes fly.

If the sky thunder blasts, the snowflakes froze down immediately, and then burst apart, but the snowflakes were seen falling, and the snowflake formation was blown out of a big hole. The female crown face was clearly visible inside. Although the formation was broken, it was unsmiling. There was an invisible smile at the corner of her mouth, and she obviously had a back hand.

The almost solidified sound wave continued to advance. Snow flakes fell to the ground like salt, staining the ground with a layer of ice crystals, and the ice crystals were spreading at a very fast speed, and soon it spread to Wang Chuchen’s. At his feet, even the soles of his shoes were stained with frost.

Wang Chuchen's energy was shocked, shaking off the frost, and sending out the foreign gods. He has not used the foreign gods so far. At this time, the foreign gods are suitable for stopping the female crown.