Chapter 45 Senior Brother, can you still lift the sword now?

Things seemed to be developing in the direction Bai Feng expected.

Ye Tang kept taking out an almost endless stream of hidden weapons and throwing them at Luo Chen. Even though Luo Chen had perfected the ruthless swordsmanship, he still suffered serious injuries from the attacks of the hidden weapons.

But Ye Tang wasn't much better. There were many sword wounds on his body, and even some of the wounds still had sword energy raging, as if they were being bitten by insects.

Luo Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stood with his sword in hand. The power of the sword on his body began to increase: "Elder brother, you are obsessed with calculations and hidden weapons every day. I'm afraid you have already forgotten the core concepts of Tianjian Sect? Now you can still lift Can you afford a sword?"

"Shut up, I haven't lost yet!"

Ye Tang's eyes were red and he was panting like an ox. He couldn't accept that he was so embarrassed by a licking dog, and he couldn't accept that there was a trace of fear in his heart.

No, he is not afraid, he is the senior brother of Tianjian Sect, he must win this battle! !

After saying that, he raised his sword and at the same time, the hidden weapon hidden under the sword flew straight towards Luo Chen.

"You can't defeat me with these tricks alone, senior brother, you lose!"

The hidden weapon was shattered by the scattered sword energy on the way. At this moment, Luo Chen's sword power reached its peak.

"cut!"

The long sword continued to enlarge in Ye Tang's eyes, like an insurmountable mountain. All his methods were ineffective in front of the mountain.

His body trembled, and he used his last strength to raise his sword to resist.

But at this moment, the sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he could not lift the sword.

Am I really unable to lift the sword?

The moment the sword fell, there was only this one thought left in Ye Tang's mind.

In the end, Luo Chen's long sword was stopped by the elder. After all, this was a competition, not a life and death duel.

But Ye Tang's legs and feet weakened and he fell directly to the ground. He closed his eyes at some point and passed out.

Luo Chen didn't expect to be able to defeat him in the sect competition. After seeing that his goal was achieved, he used his last strength to bow to the elder: "Thank you, elder, for stopping me. I was too serious."

The elder happily touched his beard and said: "Swords have no eyes, and it is inevitable that they will not be able to hold back their hands in the competition. Otherwise, what are we doing here? Watching a show? Okay, you should go down and rest as soon as possible."

Although he also heard Zixiao Peak's licking... Well, Zixiao Peak's Luo Chen had changed, but when he saw him today, he realized that he had become a bit bigger.

But it's a good thing, our Tianjian Sect is about to add another swordsman genius.

It’s time to change the senior brother of Tianjian Sect.

Many elders had previously suggested that Ye Tang did not practice swordsmanship but was obsessed with hidden weapons. This was really not in line with the name of the Tianjian Sect. However, they were delayed due to the lack of suitable candidates. Now they can consider it.

Luo Chen nodded. As soon as his tense mind relaxed, a feeling of weakness quickly came over him. The soles of his feet softened. At the moment when he was about to fall into coma and fall to the ground, he was lifted up by the elders with spiritual power.

At the same time, before he fell into coma, he heard the elders urgently shouting for Danfeng's people to come quickly for treatment.

On the other side, Bai Feng withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, silently watching the notification that popped up from the system.

[Tip, it was detected that the Son of Luck was being used by the host as a tool against other Sons of Luck, and successfully knocked another Son of Luck to the ground, severely humiliating him, and was rewarded with +1000 Luck Value, breaking through to Golden elixir cultivation (can be collected by yourself), sword fragments +1. 】

[Beep, it is detected that the host's luck value exceeds 1000, and the name display function is turned on. 】

grass!

Why is Ye Tang, the son of luck, such a loser? Try harder! At least it’s a draw! Just a little bit closer!

Damn it! My hatred value has become high again!

When Bai Feng cursed Ye Tang for stepping on dog shit when he went out, the second competition also began.

However, there was no suspense in the subsequent competition. Ye Tang was seriously injured and fell into coma, Luo Chen collapsed immediately, and both of them lost their ability to fight.

Without the other Sons of Destiny, the other Golden Core disciples were no match for Bai Yumo. The power of the Immortal Bones finally began to show in the Golden Core Phase.

"Brother, I got first place!"

After the competition, Bai Yumo couldn't wait to trot to Bai Feng's side, looking forward to the praise.

"Yeah, that's good. I knew you could do it."

After Bai Feng was hit by a thousand luck points, his mood really couldn't get better, but facing the expectant Bai Yumo, he couldn't ignore it, so he subconsciously reached out and touched her head.

After touching it, I realized something was wrong. Not to mention that the two of them were no longer children, it was really inappropriate to say that this was still done in public and under the eyes of other people.

He lowered his head and saw that Bai Yumo's little face was already red, but she didn't seem to stop him.

Bai Feng withdrew his hand as if he didn't know anything. He coughed lightly and said, "Okay, now it's time for me to play. You should go and rest after playing."

"Um……"

Bai Yumo lowered her head and made a sound like a mosquito.

Guhehe~ Brother started touching my head again...

Although she was very shy, she also noticed that Bai Feng was not in a good mood - could it be that Bai Feng saw her fighting and thought of his ordinary cultivation talent?

Sure enough, Bai Feng still cares about his talent, right?

What should we do?

Bai Yumo began to think deeply.

…

"Hey!"

A voice sounded, and Bai Feng turned his head to look.

After Su Lanqian arranged the formation, she not only did not clean and comb her hair, but she looked even more haggard than a few days ago.

She did not comb her hair, and her long hair was scattered all over the place, losing its former luster. She did not wear a nice skirt, but a very monotonous green robe. The heavy dark circles on her face made people worry that she would faint directly.

"I will win!"

She reached out and grabbed Bai Feng's shoulders, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, like a tiger or leopard staring at its prey.

The depths of those tired eyes seemed to be a bit crazy.

Bai Feng looked at Su Lanqian like this, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless to argue with her.

"If you feel better if I lose, then..."

"Don't joke!" Su Lanqian interrupted him, and she grabbed Bai Feng's collar with more force, "Compete with me in an upright manner, I will defeat you, and I will prove that I am always above you!"

"... Then come on."

Bai Feng reached out and held Su Lanqian's slender wrist, separating her hand from his collar.

This guy must have a demon in his heart!

At the same time, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, isn't this too fragile? How can he reach the peak of the immortal path with such a mentality?

But think about it carefully, this is like a programming master being crushed by someone who thinks he is a junior high school student. It is indeed not so easy to accept.

Su Lanqian didn't seem to regain her sanity because of this. She took a few steps back, then turned and rushed towards Bai Feng's formation.

Without waiting for Liu Meng to say start, he rushed in directly.