Chapter 1422: Yuanling Fire
Lu Feiying clenched his fists, with a cold look on his face. He sneered and said, "Okay! I have the guts."
The geniuses of the Yangwu League all retreated outside the Tianwu League, forming a circle of encirclement, staring eagerly at Jiang Xuan who walked out of the gate.
There are a total of fifty-seven geniuses, all of whom are at the ninth level of the Spiritual Profound Realm. They are all old students from the previous class. Among them, Lu Wen'ang and Lu Feiying are both powerful men above the fifth level of the Spiritual Ancestor Realm, possessing the peak combat power of the younger generation.
These people are all masters recruited by the Yangwu League. As for the leader of the Yangwu League, he didn't show up here at all. After all, with his strength, he didn't even bother to deal with a new kid.
In addition to the geniuses of the Yangwu League, there are other enemies on the streets in the distance.
In the Blood Massacre Mountains, Jiang Xuan offended many people.
The elders of the Jin family, the Xuancang sect, and the evil clan in the imperial city all secretly sent messages to the disciples in Chenwu Academy, asking them to get rid of Jiang Xuan.
At this time, these people were lurking around, blocking all Jiang Xuan's escape routes.
Tang Baiwei was also standing among the students of the evil tribe, with a silver mask on her face.
Although her cultivation level is considered outstanding among the new students, it is still far behind the students of the previous class. Therefore, she cannot help Jiang Xuan at this time and can only watch quietly.
She pondered for a while and said: "I feel something is wrong. With such a big movement, no one from the Law Enforcement Pavilion was dispatched. This is too abnormal!"
A member of the evil clan said: "I just received news that the captain of the law enforcement team is now playing chess with someone, and the person he is playing chess with is the leader of the Yangwu League."
Tang Baiwei smiled coldly: "The people of the Yangwu League are really scheming! It seems that they are determined to take Jiang Xuan's life today, so they deliberately arranged everything in advance."
"Boom!"
At this time, there was a thunder in the sky, and dark clouds appeared in the sky, blocking the sunshine and making the air a little dull!
Soon, the sky rose and fell
It rained heavily, plunging the entire Aolai City into a curtain of rain.
"Jiang Xuan, I think you should kill yourself! Otherwise, when we take action, we won't leave your whole body."
Lu Feiying possesses the fifth level of spiritual ancestor realm. His voice is as loud as thunder, making the rain on the ground jump continuously.
Jiang Xuan stood on the steps, his eyes unchanged, and he said calmly: "If you want to take my life, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
"Hey! You're on the verge of death, but you still dare to speak harshly. Do you think someone will come to save you today? Cheng Ying'er, who has the best relationship with you, has been caught up in other things now. It's impossible for her to rush Came to save you."
"As for your Zhenbei Palace, there are a few old students who are pretty good, but do you think they will come to rescue you? Let me tell you the truth, this time your whereabouts were informed by your Zhenbei Palace people. Mine. What does this mean? It means that the people in Zhenbei Palace also want to kill you. Now that you have betrayed all your relatives and become a bereaved dog, what is the meaning of your life in this world? "
Lu Feiying looked into Jiang Xuan's eyes. He wanted to see Jiang Xuan's desperate eyes, but to Lu Feiying's disappointment, Jiang Xuan's expression remained unchanged.
Are people rebelling against each other?
Jiang Xuan sneered. He knew that although he was nominally the nephew of King Zhenbei, he actually had nothing to do with the Prince of Zhenbei's Palace. Therefore, the people from the Palace of Zhenbei didn't come to save him. As expected.
Liu Yubai stood in the distant pavilion, looking at Jiang Xuan coldly, without the slightest pity on his face, but with a faint smile.
He knew that as long as Jiang Xuan died, Zhenbei Palace and Luo Xintian would be his.
The rain came down harder and harder, accompanied by thunder and strong winds.
Jiang Xuanhun
His body was emitting golden light, and he looked at them with a stern look, saying: "There's so much nonsense, let's fight if we want!"
"Hmph! Since you want to die so much, then let me send you on your way."
After Lu Feiying finished speaking, his arm expanded and turned into a huge claw.
This is one of his secret techniques, using the blood of twenty kinds of spiritual beasts to create the "Beast King Arm"!
"To deal with this kind of ant, why do you need Brother Lu to take action? I can kill him by myself!"
A genius who was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Profound Realm held a blue spear and drew it in the rain, and a spear light was drawn on the tip of the spear! In an instant, the spear pierced Jiang Xuan's body, like a cold poisonous snake!
This prodigy dared to take action against Jiang Xuan, so he naturally had good combat power, and the spear in his hand was a top-grade holy weapon.
The icy cold air exuding from the spear froze the rain falling in the void into ice!
Jiang Xuan's cultivation is at the middle stage of the eighth level of the Lingxuan Realm, but his physical body is comparable to that of the fifth level genius of the Lingxuan Realm. His eyes were cold, and he did not pull out the Dragon Sword, but directly reached out to grab the ninth level genius of the Lingxuan Realm. With the spear drawn out, a powerful golden light was suddenly released from his palm.
"Tsk!"
The expression of the genius who was at the ninth level of the Lingxuan Realm changed slightly. He felt that the power on Jiang Xuan's arm was terrifyingly strong, and the spear in his hand seemed to be clamped by iron pincers.
Under the impact of that terrifying golden light, the genius who was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Realm felt his body shake, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be shattered.
"puff!"
The next moment, Jiang Xuan stepped forward, snatched the spear from the hand of the ninth-level genius of the Lingxuan Realm, pierced his heart with a backhand shot, and nailed him directly to the ground.
Blood spurted out from the heart of the genius who was at the ninth level of the Spiritual Profound Realm, dyeing the ground under his feet red.
Jiang Xuan's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the other strong men around him and sneered:
"If you are able, come together. I want to see who can kill me today."
Lu Feiying smiled coldly and said: "Huh! Come on, do you have what it takes? I'll take your life. I'll let you, the so-called peerless talent, die in the cradle before you can fully grow up."
Lu Feiying's whole body was wrapped in strands of spiritual energy, his arms turned blood red, and he roared like a ferocious beast, and the spiritual energy waves shook Yu Yu so much that he couldn't get close to him.
At this time, he slapped it with a palm, like the claws of a vicious beast falling down.
"Bang!"
The dozen or so stairs where Jiang Xuan was were torn apart by his sharp claws and turned into pieces of rubble!
Jiang Xuan ejected from the stairs. He pulled out the Dragon Sword from behind and stabbed it with the sword. A cold air filled the sword, freezing the rainwater on the ground into ice!
"Bang!"
A long roar came out of Lu Feiying's mouth, and he breathed out a breath of spiritual energy, which turned into wind blades that filled the sky and shattered all the ice on the ground.
Immediately, a ball of fiery red spiritual fire burned on Lu Feiying's palm and blasted towards Jiang Xuan.
This is the "Yuanling Fire", a powerful flame recorded on the "Flame List", ranked 61st. This kind of spiritual fire is extremely difficult to cultivate. It requires refining a special flame spirit stone into the body and integrating it into one's own blood.
However, if he can successfully cultivate it, its destructive power is also very powerful. He can melt ordinary spiritual weapons into molten iron.
Jiang Xuan swung out his sword, exuding the ultimate coldness, colliding with the flame, and eventually both were annihilated in the void at the same time.
"this……"
The sarcasm on Lu Feiying's lips suddenly turned stiff when he saw this scene. That was his famous stunt!
But the sword that this boy just swung seemed to be done casually and very easily.
How can this be?
