Chapter 1287: Lang Dean

Ji Tianxing's voice was not loud, but the strong players in the field heard clearly.

Several elders and deacons were full of anger, staring at him with fire-breathing eyes.

If his eyes were like a knife, he would have been cut into pieces by the eyes of everyone.

The head Lu Feiyu stared at him sharply, and said in a cold tone: "Who is your excellency? This sect and yours have no grievances, why did you break into this sect to kill?"

After all, Lu Feiyu was the Sword Emperor of the East China Sea, a strong man second only to the Supreme Soul, and his status was very lofty.

Even though he was murderous in his heart, he couldn't wait to kill Ji Tianxing with a sword.

But as the head of the faction, he certainly has to say a few words to show the majesty of the Tianzong.

Most importantly, he had to figure out the identity and origin of Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said in a playful tone: "Lu Feiyu, Zuo Hufa, the third elder and Ji are right, just follow your orders and go to Zhongzhou to find me.

Don't you want to kill me and avenge Murong Zheng? Didn't you rob my black dragon and want to be the guardian beast of Escape Sky School?

Now I personally come to Escape Sky School to seek justice, but you don't recognize me? It's ridiculous! "

Hearing his words, Lu Feiyu and the elders and deacons suddenly realized that their expressions became more and more angry.

"So it was you! Ji Tianxing!"

Lu Feiyu frowned tightly, his eyes filled with cold light.

He released the invisible spirit power from all over his body, as if overwhelming, he suppressed Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing also released his spirit power to resist his spirit pressure.

The two forces stalemate silently, Ji Tianxing didn't let the wind fall and his face didn't change.

The elders and deacons are all strong in the soul refining realm.

Of course everyone could see that Lu Feiyu was fighting secretly with Ji Tianxing, and the two were at a stalemate, Xuanzhen could not be separated.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, only feeling incredible, secretly talking about it.

"This kid is Ji Tianxing? The guy who destroyed the Duanmu family and opposed Murong Zheng?"

"It's incredible that this kid can block the head's soul pressure!"

"Fifty years ago, an old man who lived in the East China Sea came to challenge the head. The old man had the strength of the soul refining realm and was full of confidence.

The headmaster didn't even draw the sword, and couldn't make a move. He spit out blood from the man's mouth with the pressure of the soul, retreated five steps in a row, and ran away griefly. "

"Ji Tianxing just killed the Zuo Guardian, and now he can resist the pressure of the head of the soul, does he also have the strength of the eighth or ninth level of soul refining?"

"This is too outrageous? He seems to be in his early twenties, how can he reach the eighth level of the Soul Refining Realm?"

"This son's strength and talent have reached an extremely terrifying level, and he is the enemy of this school!"

As everyone was discussing, Lu Feiyu said in a cold tone: "Ji Tianxing, since you already know the background and power of this school, you should know the end of the enemy's enemy!

No matter what your origin, what status you have in Zhongzhou, it is useless to return to the East China Sea.

Tonight, this seat will definitely kill you, use your head and blood to comfort the spirit of the left guardian in the sky! "

While talking, Lu Feiyu held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, slowly pulling out the golden broadsword at his waist.

This is a four-foot-long broad sword with a wide palm. The whole body is dark gold. Two golden dragons are carved on the hilt and scabbard, which are vivid and lifelike.

"Chang!"

When the sword was out of its sheath, the sharp sound of the sound of the sword sounded, and a sharp and unmatched aura spread, as if to tear the night sky apart.

Ji Tianxing stared at the Golden Sword twice, then frowned slightly, and sneered: "The nine-fold strength of the Soul Refining Realm, the high-grade soul-level sword, really deserves to be the East Sea Sword Emperor.

However, even with your strength and means, you want to kill me? It's just wishful thinking! "

Lu Feiyu was not irritated by him, and shouted in a cold tone: "I'm not old, but my tone is not young! I will let you see what the Sword Emperor's Wrath is!"

When the voice fell, he held the golden sword in his right hand with a wave, and cut out eight dazzling white sword lights, covering Ji Tianxing's figure.

"The sword moves Tianhe!"

"Swish!"

The blazing sword light illuminates the dark night and seals the area of ​​thousands of feet, like a sword prison, suppressing Ji Tianxing.

He can't escape, he can only resist.

But the power of each sword light is extremely terrifying, reaching the pinnacle of a strong soul refining.

Eight sword lights slashed at the same time, enough to destroy cities and mountains in a radius of a hundred miles.

When Ji Tianxing was in danger, he sacrificed five spirit swords without hurries, and flew around his body to form a huge white light sword net.

Eight blazing white sword lights, carrying the power of destroying the sky and the earth, crashed into the sword net, and there was a muffled sound of "bang bang bang".

Suddenly, invisible sound waves spread through the night sky, spreading hundreds of miles around.

The huge sword light shattered and turned into billions of blazing white fragments, sprinkled in the night sky like a goddess scattered flowers.

The night sky with a radius of hundreds of miles was reflected in a piece of white snow.

The violent air wave hit the surroundings, blowing the faces of the elders and deacons pale, and backing a few steps to counteract the impact.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the scene in the night sky, looking forward to the result of Ji Tianxing being killed by a single move.

"Is that kid dead?"

"The power of the sword of the headmaster can shake the world and break the stars. That kid must be killed!"

"Although that kid can block the power of the head's soul, he certainly can't stop the sword moving Tianhe, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured!"

Several elders and deacons all whispered to each other, vowing that Ji Tianxing would definitely die.

However, Lu Feiyu's complexion became more solemn, and he did not see any lightness.

When several elders saw his reaction, they had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, among the dazzling light fragments, a handsome figure of Shenwu appeared, and a sneer was heard.

"Sword Emperor of the East China Sea? It's nothing more than that, it's really a vain name!"

As the voice fell, Ji Tianxing held the pitch-black broken sword and slashed towards Lu Feiyu with all his strength.

"Eat my sword!"

When the broken sword came out ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the cold light bloomed, tearing the night apart.

A ten-foot-long blazing white sword light, carrying the power to destroy everything, instantly slammed in front of Lu Feiyu.

At that moment, the snow-white sword light showed the subtleties of Lu Feiyu's reflection, allowing everyone to clearly see his solemn face and surprised eyes.

Obviously, Ji Tianxing not only blocked his unique swordsmanship, but also displayed more powerful swordsmanship, which shocked him.

At the critical juncture, Lu Feiyu swung the golden sword in his hand and burst into golden light, forming a golden light wall in front of him.

"Boom!"

The blazing sword light smashed the golden wall fiercely, bursting out a loud thunder-like noise.

The golden wall instantly collapsed and fell apart.

The powerful and unmatched impact actually shook Lu Feiyu back three steps!