The battle of the Nascent Soul is extraordinary.

If you take action, the wind will rise and the clouds will rise.

Chen Tianluo used the top-quality magic weapon Tianluo Shield, while Qian Feng continued to connect with two swords.

In the world of cultivation, the number of top-grade magic weapons is very rare. Not all Nascent Soul Powerful People have top-grade magic weapons. Most Nascent Soul Cultivators still mainly use the above-grade magic weapons.

However, magic weapons with one level difference will become a crucial factor in the battle.

Chen Tianluo himself has the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, which is a small level higher than Qian Feng, and has the best magic weapon in his hand. The result of this battle has been separated long ago.

After the roar, a piece of blood splattered from the ring.

Qian Feng withdrew the heavy sword with a big sword, but the small sword could not resist the attack of Tianluo Shield. At this time, the flesh and blood on his right arm were completely shattered, shattered by the power of the best magic weapon, leaving only white bones.

Qian Feng, who was dragging a bone-shaped arm, almost fainted in pain, but his strong willpower kept him fresh.

Because he knew very well that if he fainted, his junior sister would usher in an invincible enemy.

He only destroyed some of the low-grade flying swords of the powerful enemy. Chen Tianluo was completely unscathed and had almost no loss of strength.

no……

He must be held back...

Even if he's more swords...

Qian Feng gritted his teeth and sealed the blood of the broken arm with his powerful spiritual power. Although his arms had become bones, he still held the purple knife tightly in his hand.

He stood up slowly, Qian Feng stared at Chen Tianluo and said hoarsely: "My knife is not dull yet, come again!"

"Senior Brother!"

Master Yan Yu stood on the edge of the ring, and she watched the elder brother's arm being smashed, and the bone hand was shocking.

To this extent, it is already a life-threatening struggle.

Qian Feng ignored Master Yan Yu's shout and stared at the powerful enemy calmly.

He is doing his best.

Do your best as a senior brother.

The sky is gloomy, and dark clouds gathered in unknown when.

The fierce battle on the ring made the crowd around them shocked, especially the boned arm holding the knife.

"Bone Arm! I'm afraid of life. Is this?"

"Is it worth fighting to this extent just to fight for a woman?"

"Why isn't it worth it? That's the heir of Lingyu Tower! If you win, you will be the future owner of Lingyu Tower!"

"Many people will fight for a spiritual feather building, and the Nascent Soul is no exception."

"Not necessarily, maybe they don't want to do it for Lingyu Tower."

"What else can I do if I don't do it for Lingyulou? Is it to help his junior sister block a few powerful enemies? People are selfish, and no one is exceptional. There is only cruelty in the cultivation world!"

"Yes, the world of cultivation is indeed cruel, but there are also true feelings, such as brother-sister love and brother-in-law love."

"Stop joking, there is no real brotherhood in the world, and there is no...it seems to be really..."

The voice of discussion gradually became silent.

Although the world of cultivation is cold and cruel, there is indeed true love.

Not long ago, the guy who became the leader of the Golden Pill with the power of a sword had a lover?

Rumble.

Thunder rolls.

Cold rain poured.

The cold rain splashed the rain and fog, blurring Qian Feng's eyes.

...

"Senior Brother! Help! What a big centipede! I'm scared!"

Qian Feng's ears were shouted from many years ago. At that time, the youngest sister was still a few years old, so her father forced her to go to a barren mountain to practice swords. There were big centipedes in the mountain, which was very scary.

"Master Rain is not afraid, Senior Brother has the fastest knife. Look, the centipede is in two halves."

Qian Feng, who was guarding the junior sister practicing swordsman, smiled and lifted the knife up. Sure enough, the big centipede under the blade turned into two halves and never moved again.

"Senior brother is so awesome!"

When he was a child, Master Yan Yu happily clapped his hands with admiration on his face.

In Master Yan Yu's eyes, the eldest brother is a steady and kind elder, very friendly.

"Senior Brother! Stop fighting!"

Through the formation of the ring, Master Yan Yu shouted anxiously, "She didn't want the eldest brother to die."

"Master Rain is not afraid, Senior Brother's knife is still very fast..."

Qian Feng tilted his head and squeezed out an ugly smile to the junior sister, and was shrouded in the oncoming sword energy.

In another confrontation, Chen Tianluo is not holding back.

While the heavy sword was slashed, hundreds of flying swords followed each other, and the sword energy was like a tide.

Since Qian Feng is stubborn, then cut him under the sword.

The big sword is still used to block it. Facing the sword energy like a wind defeating willows, the small sword changes its offensive, escapes from its hands, bypasses the sword energy and heavy shield, and goes straight to Chen Tianluo's back heart.

The purple knife is small and fast as lightning after the attack.

Qian Feng never leaves this knife. Once he leaves, it will be his last killing move.

The speed of the most extraordinary top-grade magic weapon surprised Chen Tianluo. As his spiritual power burst, the Tianluo shield in front of him actually stretched out and instantly turned from a semicircular giant shield to a circle.

The Tianluo Shield, which looked like a big bucket, successfully blocked the surprise attack of the purple sword. This stretching state is the unique ability of the Tianluo Shield.

As long as Chen Tianluo is willing, he can even change the Tianluo Shield into a ball and seal all angles.

With the crisp sound, the purple knife was knocked away, but it was caught by a bone hand as soon as it collapsed.

A thunderous roar appeared on the purple sword. At this moment, the small purple sword turned into a purple lightning and roared into the Tianluo Shield.

The terrifying purple lightning, with the power of the top-grade magic weapon, the bone hand holding the knife was exploded and shattered, and the light of the Tianluo Shield became a little darker.

Chen Tianluo, wrapped in Tianluo Shield, couldn't control his body and retreated backwards, and then stopped before he stopped.

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Chen Tianluo's eyes.

It was caused by the impact of the Tianluo Shield. It was not even a minor injury, but just a slight bruise.

But this inconspicuous injury caused Chen Tianluo to lose all his face.

With the best magic weapon defense, it is even more painful to see blood. It is a great shame!

"Okay, okay! I'm willing to self-destruct your own magic weapon!"

Chen Tianluo was furious and restored the Tianluo Shield to its original state and directly sacrificed it. At the same time, he shouted: "Today I will let you see the true power of the Tianluo Shield!"

The giant shield that flew out was like a wall, growing in the air in the wind, covering the entire arena directly, carrying a roar, and colliding with Qian Feng.

Chen Tianluo wants to use the level of magic weapon to crush his opponent!

Apart from retreating, Qian Feng had no place to hide. While he stepped back, he gritted his teeth and slashed the remaining big knife out.

In the roar, the big sword also exploded, and the giant Tianluo shield was bombarded to stop, but was soon activated again.

The power of the top-grade magic weapon becomes weak and helpless in the face of the top-grade magic weapon activated with all its strength.

After losing both swords and one arm, the senior brother of Lingyu Tower was finally knocked out of the ring by a giant shield. He was covered in blood and could not afford to be seriously injured.

Master Yan Yu hurried over to check, and other Yuanying masters came to help Lingyu Tower. Yan Hongshan stood on the back of the wind with a calm face and said nothing.

It was quiet all around.

This Nascent Soul Battle is shockingly fierce.

Qian Feng was almost killed, leaving half his life.

Chen Tianluo won two consecutive games, but no one dared to appear on the stage in the third game.

On Fuyao Peak, Changsheng's eyes became heavier and heavier.

Faced with a strong enemy like Chen Tianluo, Yan Yushi could not match it at all, and defeat was inevitable.

Unless, someone dares to fight to the death.

"I said, your knife is too dull."

Chen Tianluo put away the giant shield and stared at Qian Feng covered in blood coldly and said, "No matter how fast the knife is, it cannot break the Tianluo shield. Since I am on stage, the identity of the son-in-law of Lingyu Tower is mine. Whoever fights will die."
Chapter completed!