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Dongfang Huan was unwilling to take action with Amu. First, he could not see through Amu's reality and Amu gave people the feeling that it was too dangerous. Second, Dongfang Huan had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. However, this does not mean that Dongfang Huan was afraid of Amu, nor does it mean that Dongfang Huan did not have the strength to fight Amu.

Just now, he fought against Li Ruo. Except for the last move of Blood Moon Eyes, Dongfang Huan did not even take out half of his combat power. He was instantly forced into a desperate situation by Li Shui's sword intent, and was caught off guard.

The first person below the Master of Jiangxue Pavilion is definitely not a false reputation, let alone Master Li Xue doesn’t know how many magic weapons Dongfang Huan has.

The blue silk in the sky flies, and the east rises in the sky, like a flying fairy.

Lan Ling shook her right hand, like a gun or a sword, and headed straight for Amu.

Seeing Dongfang Huan coming, Amu's mouth slightly raised.

In fact, for Amu, who is already at the middle level of the Spirit Saint, has a faint momentum to break the realm, and has killed the middle level of the soul cultivation Great Perfection, Dongfang Huan's realm is too low.

Amu didn't even think about using the black rattan, but just turned slightly and easily avoided Dongfang Huan's attack.

However, Dongfang Huan's Miantian Lanting followed like a shadow, changed direction directly and rushed to Amu again. Amu did not respond, but still slipped in the void and avoided again.

There are three such moves, Amu Lian gave three moves.

Almost everyone could see that Amu had the intention to let him go.

Dongfang Huan saw Amu let him go three times, but he was not grateful at all. Instead, because Amu looked down on him, he aroused the arrogance in his heart.

She knew that there must be a gap between her and Amu's realm, but relying on the magic weapon she learned and had in her heart, even a saint of spirit may not be her opponent.

So what about this Amu?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Huan's eyes turned cold and he must give Amu a little color.

Goodbye, Dongfang Huan's hand is in the sky Lan Ling's left hand to defend herself, protect herself, and attack with her right hand to instantly turn into thousands of ways, and head straight for Amu like countless spiritual snakes.

Amu Lian gave three moves, but he felt that he had lost his identity as a cultivator in the Spiritual Saint realm to deal with a spiritual mid-level Great Perfection.

However, after three moves, Amu no longer gave in. Today, in the Three Merids Competition, Amu must achieve the reputation of the Northern Han Sect.

Seeing that the Dongfang Huan Lan Ling came, like thousands of spiritual snakes.

Amu stood still, with his hands on his chest. Since he was fighting for Beihan, Amu still wanted to use some Beihan techniques to conquer Beihuang.

"Come!" Amu shouted softly, and the seal was completed.

Goodbye, the water vapor condensed in the void, and several dragon roars suddenly came from the entire Beihan Grand Highness, in the bluestone square, and in the void.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo" The sound moved nine heavens, and the entire Tongtian Peak was buzzing and echoing. In the air, cold wind blew everywhere and snow was bursting.

With his teeth and claws and air conditioning, a total of nine giant ice dragons that were dozens of feet long appeared, echoing the nine giant pillars soaring into the sky in the square.

"Wow—" In the square, there was an uproar again.

What kind of realm is this? In the three days of the Northern Wilderness competition, no one has used such a majestic magic. Even the "Blue Ling Huntian" and "Blood Moon Eyes" that Dongfang Huan just used was just a great killing technique, which is far inferior to the momentum of Amu's magic.

Magnificent, magnificent! This time, it calmed down the audience.

"Northern Kowloon Heaven-Secretary Art!"

In addition to the first elders of Beihan Sect in the entire square, the one who knows the most is Li Xue, the owner of Jiangxue Pavilion.

Three hundred years ago, the Three Sects were also in Jiangxue Pavilion. At that time, Li Xuezhu was only a preliminary level of meditation. A senior senior of the Great Perfection of the Northern Han Sect used this technique as the finale in the exhibition competition.

However, that senior was not as calm as Amu, and his momentum was much different.

This is the real high-level magic of the Northern Han Sect. Now, no one can use it except Bai Yifeng on the entire field. But even at this time, Bai Yifeng felt inferior when he saw Amu's Jiulong Tianshen Art.

"It is worthy of being the direct descendant of Han Qianli!" Originally, there were still people in Jiangxue Pavilion and Tianhuang Sect who questioned Amu's identity, but at this time, the Jiulong Tianzhen Jue was released. There is no doubt that Amu is definitely a child of Beihan Sect.

When Dongfang Huan saw this, Amu had such a great skill as soon as he started, and he couldn't help but admire him.

Goodbye, the nine ice dragons, whistling to the sky, and their long beards trembled, almost the same as the real dragon.

The seal in Amu's hand changed.

"Hu—Hu—" Nine ice dragons, clamped with the biting air conditioning, headed straight to Dongfang Huan.

When these nine ice dragons hovered in the void, they made the entire air suddenly cool. At this time, they whistled down, and many monks couldn't help but retreat. Many monks even used body protection spells to avoid impact.

When Dongfang Huan saw that the visitors had not dispersed, he hurriedly recycled the Miantian Blue Silky Clothing.

The blue silk is like a barrier, and I don’t know how many defenses are laid in front of Dongfang Huan, and it is like an endless rising blue ocean. Dongfang Huan stands firmly in the center, as stable as Mount Tai.

This Huntian Lan Ling was originally a treasure of robbery. The monks in the Tribulation Realm refined it to resist the three catastrophes of water, fire and wind. The defense can be seen. Unless they encounter a high-level fairy treasure like Xiang Lishui's Immortal Soul Sword Lotus, it will be absolutely difficult to get hurt at all.

Although Amu's Jiulong Tianshen Art is amazing, Dongfang Huan's confidence can definitely block it.

However, Dongfang Huan still underestimated Amu's strength.

The so-called "Everyone uses small techniques". Although the Jiulong Tianshen Art is a high-level magic technique, in Amu's opinion, it is really a small technique that can be easily picked up.

Therefore, the Jiulong Tianshen Art is definitely beyond its due realm power, and the limitations of the Eastern Suspension Realm cannot fully exert the power of the Huntian Lan Ling.

Nine ice dragons, like returning to the sea, pierced into the blue ocean formed by the Miantian Blue Shadow.

Kakka----Goodbye the blue ocean, the ice spreads, and is frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, "Boom boom boom--" On the Beihan Tongtian Peak, several loud noises were heard, and the earth shook again

The ice and snow flew away like countless meteors. The air conditioning was like a tide, surging in the void.

Many monks outside the field were slightly injured because they were not anxious to dodge.

Goodbye to the bluestone square, snowflakes in the sky and blue butterflies flying. Flashes, layers, spread all over the sky.

The bluestone floor has long been covered with thick layers.

Dongfang Huan only held half of the Miantian Lan silk in her hand, and an incredible expression appeared in her eyes. Although she was separated by the blue gauze, she seemed to be able to feel Dongfang Huan's pale face.

Amu stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed. There was an ice dragon circling in the void, and Amu seemed to have not done his best.

In fact, just this moment, the winner is already known. One move to break the defense of the treasure, such a power is enough to explain everything.

The magic of the Northern Han Sect is so powerful? Countless Northern Wilderness monks sighed.

"Please go back by Master Dongfang!" At this time, Master Li Xue from Master Jiangxue Pavilion said loudly. In her opinion, Dongfang Huan must not be Amu's opponent, and Dongfang Huan must not have any problems. So she shouted loudly.

However, Li Xuezhu only remembers Dongfang Huan's identity and forgets her personality.

"People are worried about it. The winner is not decided. How can I go back?" Dongfang Huan's tone was cold and he was not polite. This sentence seemed to be the master of Jiangxue Pavilion, while Master Li Xue was talking too much just now.

However, after hearing Dongfang Huan's words, Li Xuezhu frowned, but he really didn't speak again.

"Get off the stage! I will spare you!" Amu looked at Dongfang Huan.

However, unexpectedly, Dongfang Huan laughed so much that his eyes were circulating in Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Brother Wang, if you don't step down, you should spare me!" Dongfang Huan's voice was a little sweet and gentle. But if someone familiar with Dongfang Huan, you should know that this is Dongfang Huan's angry and usually wants to kill people.

However, Amu did not have the heart to think about Dongfang Huan's tone, but just snorted heavily, quite disdainful.

"I will make you remember me!" Dongfang Huan's murderous intent suddenly appeared. What she couldn't tolerate the most was the disdain of others.

After saying that, Dongfang Huan took back the Huntian Lan Ling, flipped her with one hand, and a three-foot long sword with blue light was now in her hand.

As soon as the long sword came out, a blue light flashed across the entire Tongtian Peak, like a blue lightning.

Goodbye Dongfang Huan waved his hand with one hand, but the sword did not take action, but only drew more than ten feet of light tail.

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However, Amu couldn't help but feel funny when he looked at Dongfang Huan's powerful sword.

"First-level immortal treasure?" Amu asked.

"Not bad! This sword Zhantian." Dongfang Huan said proudly.

Amu sneered in his heart.

In fact, what kind of fairy treasure is not fairy treasure, Zhantian is not Zhantian, as long as Amu is willing, the black vines will be filled with powder as soon as they come out.

However, Dongfang Huan, the palace master of Chiyue Palace in Jiangxue Pavilion, was able to take out a first-level immortal treasure, which surprised Amu.

Not only Amu, but everyone on the field was shocked.

Looking at the entire sea-waste world, in fact, the so-called three immortal sects in the Northern Wilderness are nothing more than second- and third-rate sects. Ordinary soul treasures are already treasures for mountain control.

The three major sects have never heard of that sect having fairy treasures. The fairy treasures should generally be possessed by the seven major immortal sects in the sea desolate like the North Pole Immortal Sea. Moreover, controlling the fairy treasures requires a trace of soul power. Without the infusion of soul-level cultivators, you can't imagine it.

However, this is not absolute. Isn’t the Holy Lotus Li Shui a coincidence that he got a high-level fairy treasure fairy soul sword lotus?

But before the Huntian Lan Ling had just said that Dongfang Huan actually took out another immortal treasure flying sword.

"Are you really the Lord of the Blood Moon Palace in Jiangxue Pavilion? A fairy treasure is enough to beat Jiangxue Pavilion!" Amu said with deep meaning.

"Master of Blood Moon Palace, if you want to change it!" Dongfang Huan used the tone when Amu just said that he was a disciple of Beihan. "Is it okay that you can only accept such a powerful disciple by the Sect Master of Beihan Sect, and I can't do it? Do I have a few immortal treasures in Jiangxue Pavilion?"

"How many immortal treasures?" Amu laughed and said, "Of course it can! But they are just useless waste tools!"

"You!" Dongfang Huan was so angry that he really didn't know what to say.

If you dare to call the initial immortal treasure a useless waste weapon, it is estimated that Amu is the number one person in the Northern Wilderness.

Dongfang Huan was too lazy to say anything else. He unfolded the fairy sword in his hand and turned into countless sword arcs. He rays of blue lights and slashed straight for Amu.
Chapter completed!