Chapter 55: Palm bomb basalt seal

Gu Fei defeated Lei Ao so easily. When Lei Ao's body fell heavily on the ring, everyone still couldn't believe it, and everyone watched this scene dumbfounded.
The younger disciples of the Taixuan Sect all took a breath. Originally, this Lei Ao had the ability to compete with Gu Fei. How could Lei Ao be in front of Gu Fei after a short period of time? Vulnerable?
Among the younger generation of disciples, no one understood what was going on. All Zhang Er Jingang couldn't figure it out. Looking at Gu Fei who was jumping off the ring, many people's eyes showed fear.
The younger generation of disciples had long heard that Cui Lingfeng’s line was an outlier in the Taixuan Sect, and it was not groundless. There were no mana fluctuations, no Taoism, but they defeated Biyun Peak’s one after another. The two outstanding descendants are really terrifying.
The way of martial arts has long since fallen in the training world of Tenglong Continent. The profound meaning of martial arts has long been lost in the long river of years. Although there are many warriors in the world, the kind of warriors who walk in the rivers and lakes are those of the cultivators. In front of him, there is an ant-like existence, which is not in the flow at all.
No one understands the true meaning of martial arts, and no one has seen the real martial arts combat skills. Therefore, the younger generation of disciples have developed awe of Gu Fei.
Because they don't understand Wu Yitu, they are in awe, and because of ignorance, they are afraid. Human beings often hold an attitude of awe to the unknown.
Gu Fei ignored the gazes of others, and after jumping off the ring, he walked out, and the person in front of him quickly retreated to the sides and took the initiative to give way.
At this time, several disciples of Biyunfeng's line had already jumped onto the ring and lifted the knocked Lei Ao off the ring. Under the arena, Daoist Danyang's face was so gloomy and terrible, it was almost dripping.
He looked at Gu Fei's distant back, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, Gu Fei seemed to sense the gaze from the Daoist Danyang, and suddenly stopped, then turned around abruptly, his eyes flashed with the spirit of the way, and shot towards the crowd behind him.
All the younger disciples who were swept by his gaze were all stunned by the fierce light in Gu Fei's eyes. The whole body was cold, and it felt as if he was stared at by a fierce beast. Palpitations.
In the end, Gu Fei’s gaze fell on Daoist Danyang, but at this time, Daoist Danyang had already retracted his gaze looking at Gu Fei, leaning over and inspecting the unconscious man who had been brought to the front by a group of disciples. Lei Ao.
"I just felt a dangerous breath coming from behind me. Could it be him?" Gu Fei turned around thoughtfully and continued to walk outside the square.
The breakthrough of the realm made his spiritual sense a lot stronger. When the Danyang Taoist showed hostility to him, his keen sense of spirit immediately caught the strangeness after he came.
However, Daoist Danyang was after all a cultivator in the realm of transcendence. Although Gu Fei felt strange, it was difficult to determine who was behind him at that moment, which made him feel dangerous.
He just broke through to the realm of waking me into the eighth heaven, and he needs to calm down to understand, in order to consolidate the realm of the eighth heaven and stabilize the realm.
So he walked out of the square, sat cross-legged under a big tree beside the square, closed his eyes and settled down. However, he did not dare to completely immerse himself in the deep cultivation, but vaguely revealed a trace of divine thought, paying attention to the surrounding situation.
Although no one dared to be against him under the nose of Taoist Xuantian, it was good to be careful.
When Gu Fei came down from the ring, Zhao Zirou wanted to step forward, but when it was her turn to play, Zhao Zirou had to jump to the eighth ring.
On the square, there are nine arenas, and on top of the other eight, eight pairs of young disciples have been inextricably fought, and there are waves of powerful mana fluctuations, shouts of cheering, one after another.
The second round of the competition has reached the white-hot stage. Except for a limited number of people with overwhelming strength, the cultivation bases of the forty-two disciples are half-and-half, not much difference.
In the eighth ring, the disciple of Zizhu Peak, Zhao Zirou, played against Ziyu, the disciple of Taixuanfeng. Because of this competition, Zi Yu, an outstanding disciple of the head of the line, played, so it also attracted the attention of many other disciples.
Zi Yu, a beautiful young man with a handsome face that makes a woman feel ashamed, he was a perfect young man, but the weakness that he showed in him made him missing what the man should have. masculinity.
This, I have to say, is a defect of Ziyu, a beautiful man who is as weak as a woman. If he were to change into women's clothing, he would definitely be an alluring beauty, no one could tell that he was actually a man.
Xuanwu prints, and the eighth arena suddenly filled with water, and the force of the people, the force of the water, like a surging wave, swept toward the purple feather.
Facing the outstanding disciples of the head of the line, Zhao Zirou immediately sacrificed the treasures of the Zizhufeng line, because Ziyu's cultivation base was so much higher than Zhao Zirou's.
Zhao Zirou’s cultivation base is awakening me at the peak of the sixth heaven, and although Ziyu’s cultivation base did not try his best in yesterday’s competition, it is conservatively estimated that it is definitely around the peak of the seventh heaven, and even has broken into the eighth heaven. day.
In yesterday's second competition, Zhao Zirou lost to Song Ruochen, a disciple of the Tongtian Peak line, and Song Ruochen's cultivation level was awakening me at the peak of the seventh heaven.
Although Song Ruochen's victory was a bit tricky, it suffices to show that the ascendant of the Seventh Heaven has an overwhelming advantage against even the Sixth Heaven who controls the treasure.
After a night of rest, Zhao Zirou was full of energy, and the power displayed by urging the Xuanwu seal was not the same day.
The Xuanwu seal quickly enlarged and turned into the size of a hill, falling straight toward the purple feathers, and the mighty power of the water traveled out of the seal, making it seem that there were waves everywhere in the world, and the power of the water travel seemed to be transformed into a tangible thing, like The sea was surging above the ring like waves, and headed toward the purple feathers.
This is the extraordinary power of Xuanwu Seal, and this is not the true power of this treasure. The Xuanwu Seal, if it truly showed its full power, would not know what kind of terrifying sight it was.
"Boom..." The blue power of the sky was surging and pouring down like water waves, as if thousands of horses were galloping, and it was as if the raging sea was surging, and the waves were tumbling.
In the face of such a fierce offensive, Zi Yu suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a slight smile, and then, with a calm palm, he blasted towards the Xuanwu seal that had fallen on his head.
Powerful mana fluctuations suddenly surged from Ziyu's body, and a green palm rushed up, breaking through the huge water-blue waves that swept down, directly printed on the huge white jade seal like a hill. Above.