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The Fate of Immortal Mansion VIP Volume 304 The severe cold is born

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    "The sword curtain is like rain!"

    Accompanied by Feng Peixi¡¯s whistle.

    The golden sword thrust out, and the sky was filled with golden light, converging into a golden waterfall spanning hundreds of feet, the light was bright.  The golden sword lights were like golden meteors, one after another, chasing the one in front, seemingly slowly but actually urgently, piercing the sky, extremely gorgeous, and extremely pleasing to the eye.

    The more dazzling and beautiful it is, the more danger it contains.

    This is a common move "Sword Curtain Like Rain" in the "Golden Wind Sword" combat skill he has practiced. It seems to come easily, but it perfectly combines the speed of the wind element with the powerful breaking power of the metal element, as well as the strength of countless tempers.  Provide extremely precise control of sword moves.

    It seems like an ordinary move, but it is performed to an almost perfect degree.

    His actions are just like his person, reaching an almost perfect state.

    There are only a handful of foundation-building monks in the world of immortality who can display high-level combat skills almost perfectly.  Among the nine immortal sects, there are also very few monks at the ninth level of the foundation building stage who can easily catch his attack.

    Feng Peixi¡¯s strength is much higher than that of most ninth-level monks.

    Two hundred feet and one hundred feet!

    The golden waterfall is approaching the severe cold in two seconds, a prelude to a violent storm that is about to break out.  Once touched, the golden light like a rainstorm will immediately engulf the severe cold in an instant.

    Around the entire circular valley, countless monks were watching this battlefield with great disparity in strength and watching the performance of Feng Peixi, the senior brother of the Jinding Sect.  The light on Feng Peixi's body was comparable to that of almost all other ninth-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

    Although most of the monks knew that this was a one-sided killing battle between the Jinding Sect and the Ancient Machine Sect, watching Feng Peixi's nearly perfect attack was still extremely attractive.  Every time you take a shot, there will be an amazing and stunning beauty.

    Of course, there are still a very small number of monks who do not think this battle will end so simply.

    For example, the head of the Gu Ji Sect.

    And Ye Chen.

    Ye Chen frowned slightly and looked at the battlefield.  He had a very good understanding of the character of this senior fellow student at Beilu Academy. He was silent and focused on practicing hard and working alone.  Even the simplest sword skills of a martial artist can be cultivated in Yan Han's hands to a power that far exceeds that of others.

    In the valley.

    The cold, silent ice sculpture finally moved. When the golden light was only twenty feet away from him, he suddenly began to fly back.

    "Qiang!"

    At the same time, Yan Han swung out the giant golden sword in his hand and slashed at the golden light at the forefront of the golden waterfall.  He, who was originally without any momentum, suddenly showed his sharp edge and burst into dazzling light.

    "break!"

    Drink lightly in severe cold.

    With a change of hand, three golden arcs of light of more than fifty feet were shot out in succession, crossing the golden waterfall in front!

    ¡°Dang, Dang¡§!¡±

    There was a clear and dense golden sound.

    The golden waterfalls all over the sky disappeared under his golden arc of light.

    Almost all of the ninety-nine bursts of golden light hit the golden arc of light.

    The figures of the two ninth-level monks in the foundation-building stage jumped and retreated. After a moment of fighting, they flew back to the jungle ground.  Apart from attacking and defending, the two of them quickly moved two hundred feet, with almost no changes.

    ? Nearly perfect offensive move, almost perfect defensive move.

    Countless monks watching the battle around the circular valley were taken aback, obviously not expecting such a scene to occur.  The perfect attack by Senior Brother Feng Peixi of the Jinding Sect was easily resolved by the unknown monk from the Ancient Machine Sect.

    ¡°Broken?!¡±

    Feng Peixi's expression showed obvious surprise. Although this was not his killer move, no one could defeat his move so easily.

    Disciples of the Ancient Machine Sect don¡¯t pay much attention to the training of combat skills. The level of combat skills has always been low.

    How did this ancient machine sect monk in front of me do it?  !

    "I've been observing you for many days. 1. Is this the only strength you have?!"

    Yan Han held the golden sword in his hand and said coldly.

    "What did you say?! Is this my strength?"

    Feng Peixi looked stunned, but then, an uncontrollable anger burst out from his chest.

    He never expected that he would hear such contemptuous words from the ancient Jimen monk in front of him.

    If he had heard such words from the mysterious purple-winged monk in Wangtian City, he would have endured it.  The purple-winged monk stayed in the Demon-Slaying Tower for twoHe thought he was inferior to the ten instantaneous powers and could not compare with them.

    Only the purple-winged monk has the qualifications to say such things.

    But what does a mere disciple of the Ancient Machine Sect mean?  !  !

    How to use such a cold and disdainful tone to despise him!

    "Seeking death!"

    This time Feng Peixi was really angry.

    Whoosh!

    "The sword energy soars into the sky!"

    Feng Peixi shot out again in an instant, and a sky-high momentum erupted.  With all the magic power poured into it, the golden sword burst out with a ray of radiant light, striking forward with a resolute sword strike directly into the severe cold on the opposite side.

    Yanhan moved again. This time he did not retreat, but suddenly rushed forward, and the same sword light shot out from his hand.

    The two sides fought and attacked at close range, but it was just a blink of an eye.

    Feng Peixi suddenly realized that something was wrong, and secretly thought something was wrong - Yan Han did not defend himself, but wanted to fight injury with injury, one sword for another.  It was clear that Yan Han was deliberately irritating him and tempting him to attack with all his strength.

    It was too late for him to retreat, Yan Han's combat skills were not inferior to his at all.  If they retreat forcefully, they may be immediately pursued and killed, so they can only attack with all their strength.

    "boom!"

    "boom!"

    In the blink of an eye, Feng Peixi thrust out a sword light and hit Yan Han, and the sword light thrust out by Yan Han hit Feng Peixi's chest at the same time.

    Feng Peixi was severely bitten, and the high-level robe and inner armor on his chest exploded, flying hundreds of feet backwards, knocking away large pieces of vegetation, and falling heavily to the jungle floor.

    Just when his sword light hit Yan Han, a burst of golden light suddenly erupted from Yan Han's body.

    Yanhan took a blow, but he stood there unharmed, without any injuries.  He was covered with a thin layer of golden light armor, and it was this layer of golden light armor that completely blocked Feng Peixi's sword.

    ¡°Pfft~!¡±

    Feng Peixi spat out a large mouthful of blood, her face was pale, and several ribs in her chest were broken. She was in severe pain like a knife. With difficulty, she stood up from the ground and looked up into the severe cold.

    "No, how is this possible! ¡§Unexpectedly, there was no injury."

    Feng Peixi¡¯s expression was shocked and extremely horrified.  There is no way that the power of his combat skills is so different from that of his opponent.

    "The defense of the Intermediate Golden Armor Technique can never reach such a level. Even if you practice to a perfect state, you will still be broken by my sword and seriously injured! 1. Unless the legendary golden spiritual root reaches an extremely high level  , will produce incredible mutations, and will provide absolute protection from the Golden Divine Armor!"

    As a top foundation-building monk in the gold system, Feng Peixi thought of an extremely rare possibility for a moment, and his face turned ashen.

    Absolute protection, as the name suggests, is protection that cannot be penetrated.

    Of course, absolute protection also has a prerequisite, that is, it is limited to the same cultivation level.

    They are both in the foundation building stage, and their basic strength is not much different. No matter how hard they hit, they cannot break through the absolute protection.  If it is a super-level battle like the Golden Core Stage against the Foundation Establishment Stage, absolute protection will not be effective, and it will still be easily penetrated by the Golden Core cultivators.

    The most important thing is that the absolute protection of the Golden Divine Armor is not achieved through cultivation at all, but is entirely a magical effect brought about by the spiritual root talent.

    Metal monks who do not have enough spiritual root points can only practice the Golden Armor Technique to the state of Dzogchen.  Only when the golden spiritual root reaches a rare and extremely high level, can it mutate into the "Golden God Armor" of absolute protection after the Great Consummation.

    Feng Peixi never dreamed that she would actually meet an ancient machine sect monk whose golden spiritual root was high enough to cultivate absolute protection in the Xianmen Joint Examination.

    "No¡ª¡ª!"

    "Elder brother!"

    "Kill back! Avenge senior brother!"

    The four monks who had just walked a few miles away from the ninth floor of the Golden Cauldron Gate heard the fierce battle between Feng Peixi and Yanhan. They turned around and saw that Feng Peixi had been seriously injured and fell to the ground. They couldn't help but turned pale in shock and shouted wildly.

    Feng Peixi is the strongest hope of the Jinding Sect and the only top monk in the foundation-building period who can lead the Jinding Sect to attack the No. 1 Immortal Sect in Yunzhou.  They never believed that Senior Brother Feng Peixi would be defeated by the monks from the Ancient Machine Sect.  Senior Brother Feng Peixi must have been plotted against by the monks from the Ancient Machine Sect.

    Feng Peixi is seriously injured. Even if he is treated within a few days, his performance will be affected. The journey to the Xianmen Joint Entrance Examination ends here.

    The four Jinding Sect monks didn't even bother to look for the other Ancient Machine Sect monks. They suddenly turned into four swift silhouettes and charged towards Yanhan with all their strength.  Four against one, no matter how powerful the foundation-building monk is, he will definitely be killed instantly.

    severe coldAfter taking one look at the four foundation-building monks, he turned around and walked away, rushing into a long and narrow mountain pass less than a thousand feet away.

    The four Jinding Sect monks were furious and rushed over.

    Whoosh!

    Whoosh!

    Suddenly, four monks from the ninth level of the Ancient Machine Sect suddenly appeared from the mountain pass. With a wave of their hands, eight black-armored puppets holding giant bows appeared beside them.  These dark iron armored puppets were all black, with a chilling chill all over their bodies. They instantly opened up giant black iron with a strength of 90,000 kilograms and aimed at the four Jinding Sect monks.

    "kill!"

    The bow string trembled, and eight black beams shot out, shooting toward the Jinding Sect monks.

    Yan Han suddenly turned around and led four ancient machine sect monks to fight against the Jinding sect disciples.  Without the core of Feng Peixi, the Jinding Sect disciples are not much better than other immortal sect monks.

    "Feng Peixi is completely defeated!"

    "The Jinding Sect monks are completely defeated!"

    Outside the circular valley, more than 100,000 foundation-building monks and Qi-refining monks were watching the battle, dumbfounded and silent.  A completely impossible battle happened to appear in front of them.

    Feng Peixi, the senior brother of the Jinding Sect, who ranks among the nine most powerful sects in terms of overall strength, was defeated so simply!

    He was defeated at the hands of an unknown monk named Yan Han from the Ancient Machine Sect, and seriously injured Feng Peixi, the senior brother of the Jinding Sect, with just one move.

    What followed was a clean counterattack, completely wiping out the remaining four disciples of the Jinding Sect.

    Yan Han "killed" three Jindingmen disciples with one person.

    The disciples of the nine great immortal sects all felt a bone-chilling chill.

    This monk, who had been hiding in the ancient machine sect for a long time, suddenly appeared. After carefully luring the enemy and calculating, he sniped and killed Feng Peixi, the most popular person on the personal ranking list of the Xianmen joint examination.

    The most terrible thing is that this Yanhan obviously has the same strength as Feng Peixi.

    Who else can stop Yan Han from rushing to the first place in the Xianmen Joint Examination?  !

    The ancient machine door is about to turn over!

    After a long time, countless shocked monks watching the battle broke out into a huge uproar.
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