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Chapter 270 High Grade Spirit Talisman

Chapter 270 Top-grade Spirit Talisman

"break"

After a long history, I have been recruiting disciples from the entire East China Sea and even further away. There are countless monks and many masters in the Mén, so naturally there will be no shortage of young genius monks.

"It seems that it is very difficult for me to win the championship. However, although there are many great monks in the Golden Pill Great Perfection, I don't need to defeat each one. I just need to win three more games to enter the top three of the Hidden Dragon Competition. If I can win all five games, the first place will be foolproof. If I have good luck in the process, I will have another missing match," Ye Feng said thinking.

As before, before the top 25 competition, the first thing to do was to compete in the bottom 25. Half a day later, the ranking of fifty to twenty-five has been determined. The Japanese princess successfully won the 29th place, and Fang Shaobai, who was defeated by Ye Feng, easily won the 26th place.

When the Japanese monks saw that their princess got the 29th place, they were all very happy and proud, but they didn't know that their princess was already Ye Feng's man.

Although luck has a lot to do with luck, it is better to have strong luck, but the monks who can enter the top 25 places in the competition are obviously all people with strong luck, especially the dragon princess among them.

So, in the next sign, the bye that any monk wants finally fell on the Dragon Clan princess, and the Dragon Clan princess also entered the top thirteen, while Ye Feng was uneven with his enemies Lu Zhai, who happened to meet him at the end.

At this time, on the ring, Lu Buping looked at Ye Feng and sneered: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. I was worried that you would not be able to enter the top 25 and I would not be able to meet you. Now it seems that it is unnecessary. If you meet me, good luck will end here."

Ye Feng also smiled and said, "Before, Fang Shaobai and Lin Qingfa were as confident as you, but unfortunately they were not my opponents. I wonder if you would be the same."

Lu Buping said angrily: "Is it the same? Just try it and see the sword."

Swish

The sharp sound of breaking through the air came, and suddenly a simple magic weapon flying sword appeared above Lu Buping's head. This magic weapon flying sword was the Qingshuang sword that was shot down by Yourushui before, but Lu Buping had already refined it. Moreover, he believed that although Ye Feng's strength was stronger than Yourushui, he would never have the sword technique of Yourushui.

The Qingshuang Sword shook slightly and immediately turned into a giant sword that was more than meter long. The sword aura was about one foot thick, and it hit Ye Feng like a mountain pressing down on the top of Mount Tai.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, raised his hand casually, and immediately issued a dragon claw hand. The dragon claw hand quickly became larger and grabbed the Qingshuang sword with one hand.

The Qingshuang Sword trembled violently in the dragon claws, but it could not escape at all, and it was impossible to change. Lu Buping's face changed slightly. Obviously, he did not expect Ye Feng's dragon claw hand to be so powerful. He always thought that Lin Qingfa and Fang Shaobai were suppressed by the dragon claw hand before because they lacked their cultivation, otherwise they would not have sacrificed the Qingshuang Sword.

Of course, this uneven road was not an ordinary person. When he saw that the Qingshuang Sword could not be killed, he was surprised and calmed down instantly. Then he gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of mist-like jing blood.

The light of light gold flashed in the red blood, emitting amazing spiritual power, sprinkled on the Qingfrost Sword. The Qingfrost Sword immediately shone with light. In an instant, an unprecedented sharp aura burst out. With a violent shock, it suddenly shattered the dragon claws emitted by Ye Feng.

"Your dragon claw hand is just like this. Haha I don't need to sacrifice the golden elixir to break your dragon claw hand. Do you know now that I am strong, or Lin Qingfa and Fang Shaobai are powerful, right?" Lu Buping laughed smugly.

At the same time, the Qingshuang Sword became larger again, reaching two feet in an instant, and with greater power, it continued to kill Ye Feng.

The cultivators exclaimed, but Ye Feng was not afraid at all, and laughed loudly: "I want to see how much blood you have to come out."

As Ye Feng spoke, his body shook slightly, and his whole person immediately exuded a stronger aura. This aura was ten times stronger than before. He used the Shura Art and entered the Shura Art state.

At the same time, Ye Feng waved his hand again and still beat the dragon claw hand. The power of the dragon claw hand reached ten times that of the previous one, and immediately grabbed Lu Buping's Qingshuang Sword again easily.

Lu Buping's face couldn't help but look ugly. His Qingshuang Sword increased a lot because of a mouthful of blood, but it was obviously not as good as the dragon claw hand that Ye Feng used after using the Shura Technique.

puff

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Lu Buping's eyes, and he actually spit out a mouthful of the golden elixir aura. The effect of the golden elixir aura was obviously much better than jing blood. The power of the Qingshuang Sword finally increased again, and it broke away from the control of the dragon claw hand in one fell swoop, and successfully smashed the dragon claw hand and continued to attack Ye Feng.

"Let's see how you resist my Qingshuang Sword this time," Lu Buping shouted with a ferocious voice.

Ye Feng was still calm and composed. This time he did not sacrifice magic weapons, but moved quickly and flew into the air. He raised his hands and flew directly towards Lu Buping's Qingshuang Sword with a pair of fists flashing in black light.

After Ye Feng's realm is improved, his body refining cultivation will also improve. Whether it is the Ziyang True Body or the Qinglong Fist Power, he is no exception. In addition to the ancient treasure Black Demon Hand and Shura Art, he naturally has the confidence to face the Qingshuang Sword.

However, Lu Buping and the monks outside the arena did not understand Ye Feng's strength. When they saw Ye Feng rushing towards the Qingshuang Sword, they were slightly stunned and thought Ye Feng was crazy.

Only the Ye family cultivators knew Ye Feng better and knew that Ye Feng's body was so powerful that it was beyond the imagination of ordinary monks, so they were still full of confidence in Ye Feng.

Bang, bang, bang

Ye Feng did not disappoint them. The sound of a bell-like collision came. Ye Feng's fist hit the sword edge of the Qingshuang Sword. He instantly made hundreds of punches like a storm. He actually used his divine power to bombard the Qingshuang Sword and flew out with his divine power.

"Divine Power"

The cultivators were completely shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng's cultivation level was so powerful that he could resist the middle-grade magic weapon of high-level cultivators, and even successfully shot down the magic weapon.

"It's you who are mine"

Lu Buping was shocked and completely angry. Finally, he ignored the Qingshuang Sword and opened his mouth to sacrifice the golden elixir. Ye Feng turned his spiritual eyes and found that the golden elixir of the road was indeed more condensed and powerful than Lin Qingfa and Fang Shaobai's golden elixir he had met before. No wonder Lu Buping was so confident and arrogant.

The golden elixir was shot at Ye Feng's vital point with a lightning speed. Ye Feng did not use his fist to resist again, because his fist was not as fast as the golden elixir and could not hit the golden elixir in time. Secondly, the golden elixir was extremely sharp and had extremely strong penetration ability. Even Ye Feng's black magic hand and powerful body could not bear it.

"Head Ye, heart"

Many monks watching the battle couldn't help but exclaim.

At the same time, Ye Feng was calm and even smiled like a victory, as if he was deliberately trying to lead the way to sacrifice the golden elixir. Ye Feng's spiritual thought moved slightly, and the instant killing sword in his body immediately shook slightly, and a flash of light disappeared from Ye Feng's dantian, and he appeared again before the golden elixir that had jumped to the road to uneven.

As a late-stage Jindan cultivator, Ye Feng's cultivation level is not as good as Lu Buping, but the quality of the Jindan is far better than Lu Buping. He also has the help of a strange treasure like the Nine Heavens Xuan Ding. With his powerful body refining cultivation and divine consciousness, the middle-grade magic weapon of his commander is not weaker than Lu Buping. At this time, he entered the state of Shura Art, and the power of instant killing the flying sword light is no less than Lu Buping's golden elixir.

The sword light and the golden light collided violently, and a layer of ripples visible to the monk's body immediately appeared in the air. The ripples spread rapidly, extremely sharp, and even the ground of the treasure land are cut into a deep scar.

The light of the impact dispersed, and the light of the Lu Buping Jindan and Ye Feng's instant killing sword also separated to both sides. The Lu Buping Jindan did not gain any advantage. Ye Feng, who was behind the instant killing flying sword, was safe and sound. In the strong gale, he did not even take a step back.

"Come again"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and a spiritual power penetrated into the air into the Flying Sword of the Sword. The Flying Sword of the Sword immediately turned into a sword light and rushed towards Lu Buping's golden elixir. The Xuanjin Ancient Sword and Yin Sha Feijian were also transformed into a sword light under Ye Feng's command, and followed the Flying Sword of the Sword of the Sword.

Lu Buping was shocked to see this, and the monks in the audience became nervous for Lu Buping. Although Fang Shaobai's cultivation was not as good as Lu Buping, he had the abbot's magical skill of the abbot's sect's sect's sect's sect's power. The power emitted by his golden elixir was not weak at all and might even be stronger than Lu Buping, but he was still easily defeated by Ye Feng's three sword lights.

Now Ye Feng once again sacrificed these three sword lights at the same time, and when he entered the Shura state and his strength increased greatly, the uneven golden elixir could naturally not resist it.

Swish swish swish swish...

The sword light kept flashing, and the monks watching the battle looked at it. The golden elixir with uneven road was completely surrounded by the sword light, and they could not even escape, let alone attacking Ye Feng.

The sword light assassinated the golden elixir quickly. The light of the golden elixir became dimmer and dimming. Although there were no scars for the time being, it would definitely not work if it continued like this. If Ye Feng did not show mercy like before, Lu Buping would not only fail, but would be seriously injured, but might even be killed by Ye Feng.

Lu Buping naturally would not sit and watch his golden elixir be trapped by Ye Feng, so that his life and death are in Ye Feng's hands. A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and a golden talisman flashed in his hand, and a golden talisman appeared. This golden talisman looked very ordinary, but exuded a burst of powerful aura.

"Best-grade talisman"

Ye Feng immediately felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. A flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes and instantly he could see that the golden talisman in Lu Buping's hand was not an ordinary item.

The talisman is divided into five levels, low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade, top-grade, and heavenly grade. The lower-grade is comparable to the magic attack of a monk in the foundation-building stage, and the middle-grade is comparable to a attack of a monk in the golden elixir. The top-grade is at least equivalent to a spell cast by a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. It has extremely high value and its power is by no means that any monk in the golden elixir stage can despise.

The monks watching the game outside the field were also looking forward. Although they did not have Ye Feng's spiritual eyes, they could guess that the way was uneven, would never take out a talisman with little power after sacrificed the golden elixir. Since the talisman was taken out when the golden elixir was defeated by Ye Feng, the power of this talisman must be even stronger than that of the golden elixir...
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