Chapter 503 A bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled! (3 updates)
"Cao Tailai, setting up such a battle now will not help in winning the three sects' martial arts competition!"
Before Ling Feng could complain, Taoist Master Yun couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment that day.
"Hmph, this sect is planning to completely overwhelm the other two sects in terms of momentum from the very beginning!"
Cao Tailai was wearing a golden robe, and even the sword behind him was golden. His eyes were shining brightly, and he obviously had great confidence in this three-sect martial arts competition.
All this is because their Liuyun Sword Sect accepted a swordsman genius!
He is only at the tenth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but he has already mastered the rudimentary form of sword intent!
That's right, it's the prototype of Sword Intent rather than Sword Intent.
This is certainly considered a top-notch genius in Liuyun Sword Sect, but if you look at Tianwei Academy, it is nothing.
Geniuses who master sword intent are rarely seen in Tianwei Academy, but basically they are not too rare sword intent.
Like Ling Feng, he was basically the only one who understood both the killing sword intention and the reincarnation sword intention.
"Hahaha, Cao Tailai, your cultivation has not improved in the past three years, but your ability to tell jokes has become more and more powerful!"
On that day, Taoist Master Yun waved his sleeves and flew onto the high platform in the middle.
According to the rules of the three sects' martial arts competitions, the heads of the upper three sects take turns to be the host of the three sects' martial arts competitions. This time, it happened to be the Qiankun Sect's turn.
That day, Yundao faced the people in front of him on the high platform, bowed his hands and said loudly: "It's the triennial martial arts meeting of the three sects again, the Qiankun Sect and the Liuyun Sword Sect. There haven't been any big changes, but I just ask the fellow Taoists of the Immortal Sect. Unexpectedly, even the leader has been changed.”
"Hmph!" Cao Tailai said with disdain: "Lin Canglang, that fellow is such a waste, and he fell into the hands of a young boy."
As he said that, Cao Tailai looked at Ling Feng and sneered: "Boy, are you going to do it yourself or let the old man next to you do it, hahaha!"
"Asshole, Cao Tailai, be polite to our leader!"
Elder Yao's eyes turned cold and he scolded loudly.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be quite loyal to this little kid." Cao Tailai completely ignored Elder Yao's glare and said with a smile: "Ask the Immortal Sect, ask the Immortal Sect, I didn't expect that there are only a bunch of old and weak people left now. Sick!"
Elder Yao is old, so Ling Feng is naturally weak. (PS: Weak, weak crown, refers to young people.)
"Hahaha……"
All the disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect burst out laughing and did not take the Wenxian Sect seriously at all.
Even when he goes out for training on weekdays, Liuyun Sword Sect's attitude has always been so arrogant and domineering.
"That's too much! You bastards!" Su Hongxiu was shaking with anger and pointed at the shameless guys opposite. Unfortunately, she couldn't say anything too unpleasant.
Everyone in the Qianxian Sect was filled with indignation and rage.
"It doesn't matter. In the ring, you can tell who is weak and who is strong."
Ling Feng raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down.
Ling Feng stood up slowly, with a calm expression on his face, and turned his gaze towards Cao Tailai, the head of the Liuyun Sword Sect, and said calmly: "Since I am asking the head of the Immortal Sect, when the sect leader fights later, it will naturally be up to me. Come and receive your brilliant advice.”
"Humph, it's just you?" Next to Cao Tailai, a young man in gold clothes smiled coldly: "I want to see if you are qualified to compete with the leader!"
The person who spoke was none other than the number one genius of the Liuyun Sword Sect, Ximen Chuiliu!
It's too late to say it, but it's soon!
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the sword in Ximen Chuiliu's hand suddenly unsheathed!
The figure flashed, and the distance of dozens of feet seemed to be very close!
A wave of cold air settled down, and a hint of teasing flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. This person had some talent, and could actually comprehend the cold sword intent.
However, in Ling Feng's opinion, this sword intent was like a baby taking its toddling steps.
"Comparing sword intent with me?" Ling Feng smiled casually, and his killing sword intent suddenly broke out.
Ling Feng even stood there without moving. As soon as his sword intent condensed, Ximen Chuiliu's murderous intent disintegrated inch by inch. By the time his sword edge approached Ling Feng, it was already at the end of its strength.
"Let's go back!"
Ling Feng snorted coldly, swatted out a palm, and saw Ximen Chuiliu's figure flying out upside down. He fell heavily back to the Liuyun Sword Sect's camp.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
Ximen Chuiliu took a dozen steps back in succession. Several elders took action at the same time, but he was still knocked back a few steps before he could stabilize his body.
"Are all the people of Liuyun Sword Sect so rude?"
Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back and lightly dusted his sleeves, his voice lazily as if he had not exerted any force just now.
All the disciples and elders of Liuyun Sword Sect were extremely shocked.
Who is this young man, and why does he have such terrifying brute strength!
Also shocked were the disciples of the Qiankun Sect.
Even Taoist Priest Tianyun, who was standing in the middle of the ring, narrowed his eyes and his face was as dark as water.
This young man is not simple!
In fact, Ling Feng didn't have the strength to score points at all, otherwise Ximen Chuiliu would have died suddenly on the spot.
This time he came to conquer the other two sects, not to kill people.
"Cui Liu, are you okay?" Cao Tailai turned back and glanced at Ximen Chui Liu, with a worried look in his eyes.
Ximen Chuiliu is their Liuyun Sword Sect’s trump card. If Ximen Chuiliu is injured, it may affect the results of the final disciple battle.
"I'm fine, just adjust your breath for a while and I'll be fine." Ximen Chuiliu snorted, clenched his fists, remained silent, and lost his arrogance.
"take it!"
Ling Feng flicked his fingers, and a fourth-level elixir for restoring true energy was flicked out. He said calmly: "This is the concentration elixir, so as not to say later that I injured your disciple and prevent him from showing his true strength." ”
"Hahaha, that's right, that's right!" Elder Yao laughed loudly.
"We ask the Immortal Sect so that we won't take advantage of you!"
"The people of Liuyun Sword Sect are the best at cheating, but the leader has the foresight, hahaha..."
"Asshole!"
Cao Tailai caught the elixir and subconsciously wanted to throw it out to avoid Ling Feng's humiliation.
However, when he saw that the elixir in his hand actually had four elixir patterns, and the grade had obviously reached the fourth level, he suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
This...this is a fourth-level elixir!
Swallowing it will not only restore your true energy immediately, but it will also unblock your blood vessels, which will also be of great benefit to enhancing your cultivation!
Such a precious elixir, given away casually?
He Lingfeng can give it away casually, but he can't throw it away casually!
It can't be done!
This sect can’t do it!
The elixir seemed to be sucked into Cao Tailai's palm. Taking the elixir was obviously equivalent to humiliation, but he just couldn't bear to throw it out!
After an extremely complicated ideological struggle, Cao Tailai still gritted his teeth, stuffed the elixir into Ximen Chuiliu's hand, gritted his teeth and said: "Eat--take it--go!"
