High-Level Fantasy, Cut Off The Opportunity of the Protagonist at the Start

Chapter 322 The Battle Begins, Long Time No See! (2)



Chapter 322 The Battle Begins, Long Time No See! (2)

"Tsk tsk! It's been almost 10,000 years, and it's still such an old-fashioned welcome ceremony!"

Ming Feng looked at the densely packed golden long swords around him, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Immediately under Lin Ziang's gaze, Mingfeng suddenly burst out with a blatant aura.

In just an instant, all the densely packed golden long swords around were dispersed.

Mingfeng's actions aroused resounding sword cries.

At this moment, the epee on the gate of light suddenly burst into countless streaks of dazzling sword light, slashing towards everyone on the treasure ship.

Feeling the terrifying sword intent, Lin Ziang's heart could not help but throb.

The body automatically emits divine light, and quickly expels all the discomfort just born.

"snort!"

Facing these countless sword lights, Mingfeng snorted coldly, waved his hand and released several thunderbolts.

With the flickering of thunder, all the incoming sword lights were quickly wiped out!

This was the first time Lin Ziang saw Ming Feng make a formal move.

As expected of a great monk with the consummation of the Saint King Realm, the few thunderstorms just now gave Lin Ziang the feeling that they were like divine thunders from the sky, carrying a strong aura of destruction.

With his current strength, he can't resist this level of attack at all!

"Let's go!"

Ming Feng returned to the treasure ship and ordered everyone to drive the treasure ship and fly slowly towards Guangmen.

Lin Ziang looked up, and there was a large vacuum around him.

The golden long swords that had spread all over the surrounding area had turned into strands of primitive sword energy under the thunder light that Mingfeng had just shot.

Even the epee on the Guangmen seems to have suffered a lot of damage.

The sword body is no longer as bright as before, and the sword intent in it seems to have diminished a lot at that moment just now.

Everyone quickly crossed the light gate and came to Jianzong's residence.

What appeared in front of Lin Ziang's eyes were towering towering blades, on which stood countless splendid palaces.

The sword intent and the aura of heaven and earth in the air are several times stronger than those outside.

If a mortal came here, he would be injured by the sword intent that filled the air in an instant.

In addition to these amazing sword peaks, there are tens of thousands of pairs of eyes mixed with curiosity and many unknown meanings.

The moment Lin Ziang and others set foot in Jianzong, the eyes of Jianzong's disciples had all focused on the treasure ship.

In addition, Lin Ziang instinctively felt that there were several wandering spirits around him.

If he hadn't taken into account Mingfeng next to him, I'm afraid these probing spirits would have come to him long ago.

The group headed by them quickly caught Lin Ziang's attention.

Almost all of these people were elders with white beard and hair, and their aura was erratic, surrounding a middle-aged monk.

If there is no accident, this pedestrian should be the suzerain of Jianzong and a group of elders.

In fact, Lin Ziang has always been curious.

With the improvement of cultivation, the monk's appearance will gradually become perfect, and his lifespan will be greatly improved.

In a sense, the higher the cultivation level, the more beautiful the appearance will be.

It's just why these people with advanced cultivation bases all appear in the image of such an old man?

This is a question Lin Ziang has always been curious about.

Think about my two masters, Gan Dao and Fang Ming, who have been practicing Taoism for thousands of years.

But they have always looked like young monks.

Standing among the elders of Tianzong, I feel a bit out of place.

Do these people think this is more immature?

Or is it that the appearance of the old man will give him a bit more majesty, so that he can be respected by more disciples?

For a while, Lin Ziang's mood was fluttering, and he obviously showed signs of running the train.

"I didn't expect you to come here this time, Mingfeng~!"

At this time.

A voice resounding through the sky immediately pulled Lin Ziang's mind back.

Including the tens of thousands of disciples of Jianzong, after hearing this voice, they couldn't help but feel a little trembling in their hearts.

Lin Ziang raised his eyes and saw an erratic figure suddenly appearing on a sword peak in the distance.

This person is wearing a cyan hair bun, and his snow-white long beard dances slightly with the breeze. At first glance, he has a bit of fairy demeanor.

It has to be said that compared to Mingfeng, this person's image is obviously more in line with that kind of power in the cultivation world, and he is full of compulsion at first glance.

Ming Feng smiled lightly.

"I was still guessing just now, this time your sword sect will have some old immortals who will come out to exercise their muscles and bones. Just when I thought of you, Chen Jianzi, you appeared. You said it was a coincidence!"

"Haha! That's really a coincidence!"

With one step, Chen Jianzi arrived in front of the treasure ship in an instant, standing opposite Mingfeng.

At the same time, his eyes also swept towards Lin Ziang, and there was also a silent divine consciousness that came with him.

It's just that this divine consciousness didn't break through the restriction on the treasure ship, and soon disappeared.

"It's an old problem from a long time ago, I'm so sorry!"

Chen Jianzi smiled apologetically at Lin Ziang, with an easy-going look.

Even Lin Ziang didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience when he saw the smile on the latter's face, as if the latter was really expressing his apology to him.

Ming Feng stepped forward for a certain distance, and stopped at a distance of about ten meters from Chen Jianzi, and said loudly.

".||You old bastard is still as hypocritical as before, I am more real than you, I never hide anything in my heart!"

"Our Tianzong boy's cultivation base is in the late stage of the holy realm, and he has a special physique that is not bad, so this time he has the confidence to come here and flirt with your Jianzong people!

Hearing Mingfeng's words, Lin Ziang couldn't help but feel a little funny.

I have to say that this old guy's unreasonable hand is not bad, at least he can disgust the old guy on the opposite side!

Chen Jianzi couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw Mingfeng's appearance as an old hooligan.

If he hadn't seen Mingfeng's appearance before, he would have been prepared in his heart, and what he said just now was enough to make him lose his composure to a certain extent.

Mingfeng doesn't care about his own image, he still has to think about it, after all, there are so many pairs of eyes watching!

(Is that okay?) After seeing Mingfeng's performance, the disciples of Jianzong couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

The character of this Tianzong elder seems to be a bit straightforward!

However, most people quickly noticed the content of Mingfeng's words, Tianzong Daozi's cultivation had already reached the late stage of the Saint Realm!

No wonder Tianzong Daozi dared to challenge the Daozi of the two immortal forces at once.

His cultivation in the late stage of the Holy Realm can indeed give him such confidence!

One must know that Mo Xiao, the Daoist of the Sword Sect, is only at the early stage of the Saint Realm.

Arriving at the Holy Realm, it can almost be said that one step at a time is one step at a time.

Even if the difference is only a small realm, there will be a big gap in combat power.

From this point of view, it is almost impossible for Mo Xiao to win this competition!


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