Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Luoyan Peak, Jiang Feng, I've met senior brother!" In the area, Jiang Feng cupped his hands and took the lead in greeting Han Yu.

"Luofu Peak, Han Yu! You... are looking for death!" Han Yu looked proud. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge fireball in his sight that was as tall as a person and flew towards him quickly.

Han Yu's face changed slightly, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He held a spear in his hand and raised his hand to shoot out.

"boom!"

A bright gun shadow flashed past, and as if it had a huge force, it struck the fire ball hard, smashing the fire ball into pieces.

For a moment, the sky was filled with fire like rain.

Han Yu held the gun in his hand and poured a burst of true energy into it. He exuded a strong aura and was about to continue attacking.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened again!

Jiang Feng had a smile on his face and a calm look on his face. His hands and fingers moved quickly as he chanted the incantation.

The fire that was falling all over the sky did not disappear. Instead, when it was about to hit the ground, it turned into a fire bee the size of a finger.

The dense fire bees gathered together, forming an overwhelming force and pounced on Han Yu.

"Hmph! A little trick!"

"Yuna Bafang! Destroy!"

Han Yu groaned, and the spear danced in his hands like a whirlwind, absorbing all the fire bees flying in the sky.

Immediately, a powerful force surged, and all the fire bees disappeared invisibly.

"Senior brother is really good at it. Come and try my trick again!"

"The fire snake dances wildly!"

Jiang Feng was unhurried, and the true energy in his body slowly surged, turning into fiery snakes three to five feet long, soaring in the air, meandering, and heading straight towards Han Yu.

Before the fire snakes arrived, they opened their bloody mouths one by one and spit out flames, covering the entire sparring field in a sea of ​​fire.

The fire burned, and the temperature in the field suddenly skyrocketed. The heat wave surged toward Han Yu like a tidal wave.

"Hmph! Red Yuan Cover!

"

Han Yu's expression remained unchanged and he groaned. Then, a translucent light mask burning with flames enveloped him.

"If you only have these means, you will definitely lose today!"

"Royal Sky and Clouds!"

Han Yu shouted sharply and suddenly threw the spear in his hand into the air.

The spear spun in the air, and instantly, a wave of vast energy enveloped the entire sparring venue.

One after another, gun shadows, carrying endless fierce power, went straight towards Jiang Feng.

The technique that Han Yu practices is an advanced technique that can defeat all kinds of magic at once, Canglong Fengyun Jin!

This technique not only made his true energy rich and powerful, far beyond that of ordinary monks. Moreover, the accompanying attack methods are also wide open and closed, fierce and domineering.

He thought very clearly that since the only difference was the outcome, he would use this thunderous method to knock the opponent out of the competition venue!

Under the power of this spear shadow, the shields arranged by the master of Luoyan Peak trembled.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yue immediately beamed with joy.

Great, it seems like this first game is stable!

However, she did not notice that Lu Mingshi frowned at the side.

Su Twelve stood behind the two of them and narrowed his eyes.

That Jiang Feng is so powerful! From beginning to end, he was able to fight Han Yu to this point just by relying on his fire control skills.

Han Yu's cultivation is not bad, and his offensive is indeed powerful enough. It's a pity that he obviously lacks combat experience, so he's probably going to lose!

However, I didn't expect that each small fire control technique could have so many changes!

Su Twelve was amazed when he saw it, as if a door to a new world had opened before his eyes.

Since he had various magical weapons, he no longer paid much attention to the research of magic. At this moment, I suddenly realized that if the spell is used well, it can be very powerful.

For a moment, Su Twelve couldn't take his eyes off it, and felt that he had benefited a lot.

Under the light blue light shield, Jiang Feng was about to be smashed to pieces by the gun shadow.

At this moment, the seals in his hands suddenly changed. Immediately, the folding fan in his hand suddenly unfolded and opened in front of him.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the temperature dropped suddenly in the playing field. In just one breath, the temperature changed from scorching hot to extremely cold.

The flames disappeared, replaced by a scene of ice and snow.

The cold wind was biting, and the gun shadows all over the sky were frozen in an instant.

The scarlet element cover that exuded fire around Han Yu even crackled and fell apart under the cold air.

"What?!"

Han Yu's expression changed drastically. Before he could use any other means, he saw a huge snowball coming at lightning speed.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the snowball crashed onto Han Yu, knocking him away.

The moment he landed, Han Yu rolled over and stood up from the ground.

Staring at Jiang Feng not far away, his face was ashen and he clenched his fists, looking unwilling to do so.

How could he be willing to lose the competition like this even though he had not yet fully utilized his strength?

"Senior Brother Han Yu, I accept the offer!"

Jiang Feng smiled, cupped his hands, and returned behind the master of Luoyan Peak with a smile.

When he heard this, Han Yu's face turned extremely ugly, and the word "senior brother" was like a loud slap on his face.

But the matter is a foregone conclusion, no matter how unwilling you are, it will not help.

If in that last blow, what the opponent throws at you is not a snowball, but a sword or

Ice pick, then he is probably dead now.

Turning to look at Lu Mingshi, Han Yu looked even more guilty.

"Master...this disciple is incompetent and has disgraced you!"

At this time, Lu Mingshi's face was as dark as water, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Han Yu lost the first battle, which was something he never expected.

No matter how you look at it, Han Yu's cultivation and strength are slightly stronger than his opponent's.

I meant to scold him a few words, but the words came to my lips, but I didn’t know where to start.

Lu Mingshi knew in his heart that Han Yu was defeated because of his lack of experience and lack of on-the-spot response.

well! It seems that the conditions and care I have given him over the years have actually restricted his growth!

"It doesn't matter, it's just a competition. Just think about why you lost!"

"In the next five years, before the Seven Peaks Competition begins, you should go to the Sunset Forest to practice."

When the conversation changed, Lu Mingshi said calmly.

When he thought that he was about to lose three spiritual materials and the precious century-old cold jade, his heart felt as if a big hand was grabbing her.

I'm so distressed that I'm bleeding!

But as the master of a peak, he still had to act calm and calm in front of his disciples and outsiders.

"Yes!" Han Yu cupped his hands and lowered his proud head.

"Junior Brother Lu is open-minded! Your disciple is not bad in cultivation and strength. He really needs more practice to hone his skills."

"However, your most powerful trump card has been lost. It seems that I can accept this century-old cold jade in advance!"

Opposite me, the old woman grinned, not forgetting to tease.

After saying that, she turned to look at the century-old cold jade on the stone table. To her, this was a good thing, whether it was used for practice or to refine the legendary jade talisman.