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"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Zeng Xiangteng felt a strong force passing through the longbow to his arm, shaking his whole body. Then he felt a sweetness in his chest, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he flew backwards.

Although the black phoenix was seriously injured at this time, it had no intention of giving up. It opened its mouth, and a black flame gushed out again, rushing straight to Ci Song not far away.

"Lei Zang."

The golden lightning on Ci Song's body surrounded him, and his speed reached its peak, and he instantly came in front of Shang Wuliang and Zeng Xiangteng.

"Brother Shang, lend me your sword."

Before Shang Wuliang responded, Ci Song pulled out the giant sword inserted into the ground and rushed towards the black phoenix. His thunder method was only the entry level now. The reason why he could cause such great damage to the black phoenix was entirely because of the thunder spirit he subdued, and the black phoenix was originally an evil spirit.

Ci Song was best at swordsmanship. The giant sword weighing hundreds of pounds was as light as a leaf in Ci Song's hand, not at all bulky.

At this moment, Ci Song was like a sword fairy. The golden lightning was attached to the giant sword, and a golden sword light flew out from the tip of the sword, shooting straight at the black phoenix.

The sword light burst out in front of the black phoenix, instantly dispersing the surrounding black air, revealing the figure of the black phoenix. A flash of fear flashed in the black phoenix's eyes, and it wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The golden sword light instantly penetrated its body. The black phoenix made a shrill phoenix cry, and its whole body trembled violently, and then fell from the air.

Seeing this, Ci Song threw out the giant sword directly, directly piercing the chest of the black phoenix. The black phoenix made a shrill phoenix cry, and its whole body trembled violently, and then it completely lost its vitality, and finally turned into black air and disappeared in the battlefield.

"Solved."

After saying that, Ci Song walked back to Shang Wuliang and Zeng Xiangteng. Although the two were attacked by the black phoenix, their lives were not in danger, and they had no problem protecting themselves in a short time.

"Thank you two brothers for your cover, so I can kill this black phoenix." Ci Song smiled.

"Junior brother, you are too kind. If it weren't for you, we would have died in the hands of the black phoenix." Zeng Xiangteng sighed and said with a pale face.

"We are all here for the opportunity." Ci Song replied.

Shang Wuliang also began to look at Ci Song from top to bottom and said, "When did the Taoist disciples have such a person? Why have I never heard of him? I don't know your name, junior brother?"

Ci Song shook his head and did not tell his name. He returned the giant sword to Shang Wuliang.

Then he turned his head to look at the battlefield and found that there were still a dozen students left in the field. Most of them were already out of breath and had little talent left. Ci Song stretched and walked towards them. As he walked, he said, "It's time to clear the field."

Hearing this, Shang Wuliang and Zeng Xiangteng instantly understood what he meant, but they did not say much and did not stop him.

Soon the remaining students also noticed Ci Song, but they all knew that they had no strength to fight again and could only watch him coming.

Ci Song walked in front of a student, who took a step back involuntarily, but Ci Song didn't care. He stretched out his palm and pressed it on the top of his head in the other's horrified eyes.

Then the thunder spirit in his body released a golden thunder light, which flowed along his palm and entered the body of the student.

"Ah!"

The student let out a shrill cry, and the whole person was instantly submerged by the golden thunder light. After a moment, the thunder light disappeared, but the student was no longer silent, obviously dead.

The other students showed fear in their eyes. They understood that Ci Song was going to wipe them all out.

Ci Song didn't care about their thoughts. He continued to move forward. Every time he walked in front of a student, he would press his palm on the top of the other's head and send the thunder spirit power in his body into the other's body.

As more and more students died, the remaining students finally understood Ci Song's intention. They wanted to join forces to deal with Ci Song, but they had no strength left. They could only watch Ci Song come over, put his palm on their heads, and then they were drowned by the golden lightning and lost their lives.

In the end, only Ci Song, Zeng Xiangteng and Shang Wuliang were left in the huge battlefield. None of them spoke, and the entire battlefield fell into silence.

After a while, a five-colored divine light appeared in the center of the battlefield, shooting into the bodies of Ci Song and the other two, and then the old voice came to the ears of Ci Song and the other two, "The Phoenix Fall Battlefield Trial passed, and the five-colored phoenix essence was granted."

After the five-colored divine light entered Ci Song's body, it turned into a five-colored energy and slowly merged into his body.

Under the effect of this five-colored energy, Ci Song felt that the realm in his body began to loosen, as if there was a breakthrough. He was happy in his heart, concentrated his mind and began to absorb this energy.

At this time, the colorful lightning spirit in his Dantian shone brightly, blending with the colorful energy, gradually forming a colorful vortex. The vortex slowly rotated, driving the colorful energy to continuously flow into Ci Song's body, strengthening his meridians and body.

At this moment, Ci Song felt that his body seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit, constantly swallowing the colorful energy. As more and more energy poured into his body, he felt that his body was constantly getting stronger, as if it was about to break through to a higher level.

Zeng Xiangteng and Shang Wuliang did not disturb Ci Song when they saw this, and they were also absorbing the colorful energy in their bodies.

The sound of the phoenix came from Zeng Xiangteng and Ci Song, as if the heaven and earth were resonating, which made people feel awed.

Zeng Xiangteng and Ci Song both radiated colorful light, which was the power of the phoenix essence, resonating with the power of the true phoenix in their bodies.

Zeng Xiangteng himself had the blood of the true phoenix. After possessing the phoenix essence, his blood was purified again. His body seemed to be burning, and his whole body was bathed in colorful flames. The flame seemed to have life, wandering inside and outside his body, constantly repairing and strengthening his meridians and flesh.

Ci Song had such a strange phenomenon because he had received the blessing of the true phoenix from Confucius and resonated with the power in the essence. Of course, the sound of the phoenix in his body was far less loud than Zeng Xiangteng's.

But Ci Song's cultivation was only a scholar. Such a surging power poured into his body, making him feel an unprecedented sense of comfort. Then Ci Song transformed this power into talent, and his cultivation also rose accordingly, reaching the nine-needle talent cultivation, and he was only one step away from breaking through the realm of Juren.

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