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Cross-border battles between practitioners are originally extremely difficult.

Even among the thousands of years of cross-border battle cases collected by Tianji Pavilion, the success rate is pitifully small.

Just like the Wuxiang Dao Sect, anyone who can cross the border and overcome practitioners with a higher level than themselves has the leading position of being proud and of the same age in the contemporary times of their survival.

Although Luo Changfeng was a famous young genius in Luohe County when he was young, he himself didn't know how much difference he was compared with those of his contemporaries who had been famous for a long time.

Even so, he still wanted to give it a try.

Even if the cross-border battle is difficult, even if the opponent is the leader of the ten-sen companions in the third place in the Academy's seventeen bright mirror platforms, he still has no intention of retreating.

He was either persisting and insisting on something, nor was he stubborn and dissatisfied. He just wanted to give it a try.

Let’s see if you have the strength to cross-border battles.

Only after trying it can he see a glimmer of hope to avenge the blood sea.

In that case, he doesn't have to wait until his cultivation reaches the peak of the Tribulation Realm. Perhaps he will have the power to fight Yan Bailou when he is in the Spiritual Orifice Realm. Perhaps, he can kill Bailou God in the Spiritual Orifice Realm with his hand.

Will.

Although, whether it is Yan Bailou, who assassinated the peak realm of the Transformation of the Tribulation in the Spirit Orbit, or the Bailou God General who assassinated the Spirit Orbit Realm, the difficulty of cross-border battles is far from mere Chonghui Realm and Miaodao Realm.

The battle is comparable, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope for success, even if it is as slim as a star, he still doesn't want to give up and wants to give it up.

For him, letting his enemy live one more second is a lingchi to him.

In order to relieve the pain of his life, he had to give it a try.

"Maybe you, who have been worshipped by Master Daozong, will make a splash in the future, but that will be the future. Even just like your senior brother who was silent in the Forgetful River for several years, he only had the seventeen mirror platforms that swept across the seventeen mirror platforms.

Strength. But I said that it will eventually be something that will happen in the future.”

Yan Xi stretched out his hand and a broken bamboo flew into his hand not far away.

He held the broken bamboo's hand tightly and used his strength to himself. The branches and leaves of the broken bamboo instantly shattered, and the broken bamboo became a bamboo stick in his hand.

He walked over with a bamboo stick in one hand.

His hair was loose, and his inner courtyard clothing was arranged in the wind.

His eyes were filled with conceit and majesty fighting spirit.

Every time he takes a step, a stream of energy spreads and shakes everywhere.

This energy cleared the messy ice and snow broken bamboo leaves around it.

His body was also surrounded by a layer of crystal clear energy. The snow could not fall on him, and the wind could not penetrate his robe.

At this moment, Yan Xi looked like a young master.

Even the travelers of Xingzi Gate who were watching the battle not far away were secretly admiring.

However, in Huangfu Yi's eyes, there were still no ripples or waves.

Huangfu Yi, who has dominated the mysterious list for many years, naturally would not be still in the seventeen bright mirror Taichung in the inner courtyard of the academy. Perhaps he had already seen the Tianque List.

Luo Changfeng is Huangfu Yi's junior brother.

After spending a long time with his senior brother, he has developed some pride invisibly.

For him, the senior brother has always been his guide on the path of cultivator and his goal of pursuing.

How can a person who often spends time with the Dixuan top day and night or even sleeps on the same bed occasionally beside him or her, without being influenced by it subtly and gradually becoming... arrogant?

In Huangfu Yi's eyes, Yan Xi is not worth mentioning, so in Luo Changfeng's eyes, the other party is not an insurmountable mountain.

But Luo Changfeng was a little curious.

Seeing Yan Xi picking up a pillar and holding it in his hand as a stick, he was really curious: "How can you use a stick?"

"Is it very strange?" Yan Xi smiled.

"I just feel that it is difficult to accept that the disciples of Fazi's characters forget their roots and practice the stick method of Xingzi's characters." Luo Changfeng said.

"The method of Xingzimen and sticks is not necessarily the end of the Dharma." Yan Xi said.

"There are equality in all paths, so naturally there is no saying of the Dharma-Ending End. It's just that you really use the Xingzi Gate stick?" Luo Changfeng said.

"Can you know if it will be possible?"

Yan Xi suddenly ran and started running.

His speed was very fast, bringing a gust of wind.

His feet gradually left the snow, and his body gradually soared into the air.

He waved his bamboo sticks with both hands and waved them out, and then he smashed them towards Luo Changfeng without hesitation.

Luo Changfeng was really a little surprised.

For a disciple of Dharma, Yan Xi is enough to match a disciple of Xingzi with the same level of running speed or the force mixed in the stick shadow.

In other words, Yan Xi, a disciple of Fazi, actually practices the genre of calligraphy!

Only then did Luo Changfeng realize that the opponent he was facing was also an Xingzi Sect master who was perfect and good at fighting!

I did underestimate the enemy before.

There were seventeen mirrored platforms in the inner courtyard. He jumped from the ninth to the third mirrored platform, and he was indeed a little anxious.

If one challenge is one by one, the strength of the previous one may be judged based on the strength of the ten-sen comrades on the latter stage, so that they will not be blind, and it will not be until now that Yan Xi’s true combat strength is seen.

But he doesn't regret it.

If you choose, you won't regret it.

Moreover, before entering the Sichuan character sect, he was also a disciple of Xing character.

What you practice is the dragon spear passed down by your own family.

Apart from the disadvantages of realm, he is no weaker than Yan Xi.

Faced with the oncoming stick, Luo Changfeng did not choose to resist.

He is different from Yan Xi. Yan Xi believes that since it is a challenge, he will choose to face-to-face real competition and will never retreat or avoid anything unless it is absolutely necessary.

Luo Changfeng has a different view on this.

He does not pay attention to the battle process, and even if he is despicable, he will not mind using it as long as he can win.

He focused on the outcome of the battle.

Because no matter what means, as long as you win, you will have a chance to survive.

This may be the difference in mentality between the strong and the weak.

But it was Luo Changfeng, who survived from the ruins and pools of blood, who was the one who had no choice but to realize that he should have in order to survive!

Therefore, avoiding its edge is not a big deal for Luo Changfeng.

The bamboo stick fell down, and the true energy directly broke the purple bamboo within a radius of several meters.

"Tianxuan." Luo Changfengchen drank two words, but his figure dodged.

"I know I can't resist the Three Pure Aura in my stick, so I chose to avoid the edge? I'll see when you can hide!"

Yan Xi took the opportunity to sweep away with the stick.

"Fengfu."

Luo Changfeng lifted his sword and greeted him, and then he drank two words again.

Yan Xi felt that the hand holding the bamboo stick was slightly numb, and then Luo Changfeng's figure appeared strangely in another direction.

Yan Xi pressed tightly with sticks.

"Shenque."

Luo Changfeng lifted his sword to fight again.

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