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"Su Wentian went to Changsheng Peak to find trouble? Interesting, hahaha!"

"Who is this kid? It's too unlucky to meet such an idiot as Su Wentian?"

"Hehe, this person seems to be Wei Han, the holy son of Changsheng Peak, but he is also a good junior. It's a pity that he provoked people from Qiantian Peak."

One after another spiritual consciousness exchanged whispers in the sky above the sect!

Apparently, this inexplicable dispute has aroused the interest of an unknown number of people, who are spying on this fight openly and secretly.

Logically speaking, Su Wentian should easily crush Wei Han.

After all, his cultivation level is here. Although he is not as good as the holy sons and saintesses of the major holy places in Wanxinghai, nor can he be as high as all the stars on the list of Tianjiao, but he is also the number one person of Qiantian Peak's younger generation. Here it is.

But soon everyone realized something was wrong!

Su Wentian and Wei Han fiercely fought a few moves in mid-air, and the two flying swords collided recklessly, but there was no difference between the strength and strength.

"This? How is this possible?"

"Good boy, he actually has sword intent!"

The bigwigs in the Nascent Soul stage who were watching the battle took a breath.

What Su Wentian sacrificed was a third-tier high-level flying sword, coupled with his late-stage Golden Core cultivation, it is definitely an existence with astonishing combat power that can break mountains and rivers with one sword.

It stands to reason that in the early stages of an ordinary golden core, he would be wiped out with a single sword strike!

But not only was Wei Han not defeated by a single sword, but he sacrificed a semi-finished natal flying sword, which easily blocked his attack.

I saw the sword energy echoing, colliding and strangling all over the sky!

The two flying swords clashed like crazy, bursts of roars and shock waves swept across the four directions, and the earth-shattering aura shocked everyone in the sect.

If you look carefully, you should be able to see it!

In Wei Han's flying sword, there was a sense of domineering and domineering, and there were bursts of thunder flashing around the flying sword. Every time he collided, not only would he not be defeated by Su Wentian, but he would counterattack the opponent with ease.

"How is it possible? Sword intent?"

"You actually comprehended the sword intent?"

Su Wentian is also full of jealousy at this moment.

"Rare is more strange, frog in a well!"

"I don't care how crazy you are today, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

Wei Han threatened with a smile, his eyes full of disdain.

Think about the Yunyan Saintess of the Divine Cauldron Sect, who only ranks more than two hundred in the Tianjiao list, and now she has reached the middle stage of Yuanying, and she also comprehends three kinds of sword intent!

Su Wentian is something that comes from a small place.

How can I be so arrogant? I'm afraid he didn't even touch the edge of the sword intent?

At this moment, Wei Han had to sigh again, the gap between Danghun State and Wan Xinghai is really too big, people like Su Wentian dare to be presumptuous in front of him, if he is outside, he must not keep a low profile like a dog ?

"Has Su Shengzi played enough?" Wei Han sneered impatiently: "The dignified Jindan late-stage monks are nothing more than that. If you dare to hit my Changsheng Peak unscrupulously, don't you think that no one can cure you?"

"Presumptuous! How dare you bark like this? I can strike wherever I want, but I am just lucky enough to comprehend some superficial sword intent. Kneel down!" Su Wentian went berserk again. The momentum has skyrocketed several times and is crushed fiercely!

This guy is obviously ashamed and indignant, and he is really serious!

"Sword!"

Wei Han's face remained unchanged and he let out a low growl.

The Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword suddenly appeared in front of him, and the terrifying thunder began to surge wildly, and the berserk spiritual energy of his two golden cores also frantically sent over, and a terrifying sword energy of hundreds of millions began to permeate from his side.

As an unprecedented Golden Elixir of the Heavenly Way!

Wei Han's natural spiritual energy reserve is more than a hundred times that of a monk of the same level, and he has two golden elixirs, and his spiritual energy output ability is more than ten times higher than that of a monk of the same level.

He didn't even bother to use other hole cards!

Just relying on a half-finished flying sword and the sword intent integrated into it, it burst out with a sharp edge that pierced the sky, and he was overwhelmed by the sword energy for a while.

"cut!"

Wei Han fiercely slashed down with the flying sword in his hand.

He doesn't care how powerful Su Wentian's attack is.

It doesn't matter what background he has or why he came here today.

Since he dared to fight on Changsheng Peak, he had to fight back, even if it made a high profile, Wei Han had to do so, because no one except him was qualified to stop the opponent.

This sword sucked in thousands of thunders!

It turned into a size of hundreds of feet, as if it could open up the world, and under the stunned gaze of millions of people in the sect, it had already been cut to the top of Su Wentian's head in an instant!

"Damn it!"

Su Wentian's face changed drastically, obviously he didn't expect the other party to be so crazy.

He hastily controlled the flying sword to return to aid, and at the same time decisively manipulated the defensive magic weapon to block in front of him.

"boom!"

After a burst of collision and impact like heaven and earth shattering.

The sword energy raged in the midair, and ordinary people couldn't see what happened. They only waited until the waves cleared to find that Su Wentian had been repelled by hundreds of feet, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"That's it?"

Wei Han spit out two words in a little disappointment.

In an instant, Su Wentian turned into a clown under the eyes of everyone.

His face was full of shame, anger, resentment, and even a hint of disbelief. Obviously, he didn't expect that his majestic Qiantian Peak Son would be crushed by the Golden Core Early Stage.

"My God, isn't this a hallucination? Wei Shengzi is so powerful!"

"It's so scary. I was lucky enough to break through to the early stage of Jindan, but I didn't even have the courage to draw a sword in front of the two of them. It's too scary!"

"Yeah, the sword just now was so breathtaking that I couldn't even react!"

"That's it? Hehe, Su Wentian is nothing more than that, it's really self-defeating to have such a hasty conflict!"

The voices of the crowd continued to come from everywhere!

The disciples of Qiantian Peak were all ashamed and indignant, they obviously felt ashamed, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in the eyes they looked at Su Wentian.

"Hehehe!"

Su Wentian laughed back in anger, his aura suddenly became cold and chilling.

He obviously felt that he had lost face and wanted to use his hole cards to make up for it, and vowed to crush this desperate guy viciously here.

"Stop it!"

At this time, a middle-aged monk suddenly appeared in the void!

He was dressed in a purple robe, his face was white and beardless, with a trace of indifferent coldness on his face, his eyes exuded a light of contempt and wisdom, and he stunned everyone as soon as he appeared on the stage.

"Meet the suzerain!"

The whole sect bowed and saluted one after another.

This person is Murong Lin, the lord of Qiantian Holy Land. He used to be the leader of various sect alliances, and now he naturally became the lord of Qingnan Sect.

After he appeared, he first gave Su Wentian a cold look, then looked at Wei Han with a warm smile, and said with admiration, "Okay, I didn't expect that there would be a peerless genius in this sect. It really is me, Qingnan." Zong Zhifu. But you are from the same sect, so killing each other like this is probably not good, right?"

After finishing speaking, his gaze was as cold as a knife!

It was as if he wanted to pierce Wei Han's whole body up and down.