The appearance of the young man made some of the female cultivators under the stone platform moved. After all, the young man was so handsome and handsome that he could be called the dream lover of many women.
"Murong Xuanchen of the Murong family." The young man revealed his white teeth as he spoke.
"Feng Fan of the Feitian Sect, please give me more advice." After all, they are both from a family of cultivators, so their words were very polite. Although Taiqing Zhenren has read out the lineup before this, the opponents must report their identities to each other on the stone platform.
Murong Xuanchen waved his right hand, and a yellow light beam as thick as a finger instantly emitted from the folding fan. The bright light rushed towards Feng Fan like a meteor chasing the moon.
Feng Fan moved his right hand slightly, and the best magic weapon, the spear, suddenly appeared and crashed into the beam of light. The yellow beam of light carried an aura that was like destroying the world and carried a low sound of breaking through the sky as it hit the spear hard.
With a "Zheng" sound, two colors of light steamed up, and countless afterimages shot out. Astonishing power and aura came like a storm, shrouding the surroundings. Where the light beam and the spear collided, a dazzling brilliance emitted.
Feng Fan flicked the spear with ten fingers, and countless beams of light spurted out, bringing out dazzling lights. As the two colored light pillars met, the surging power criss-crossed and transformed into thousands of light and shadows.
Under a fierce collision, the two-color light pillars turned into nothing. Feng Fan waved at the spear, and the spear flew back to Feng Fan's right hand. Feng Fan moved his right hand slightly, and suddenly many blue flames appeared around the spear, and the spear scattered a fierce murderous aura surrounded by the flames.
Feng Fan suddenly waved his right hand, and the spear flew toward Murong Xuanchen carrying blue flames. Feng Fan concentrates the flying fire technique into the best magic weapon to attack the opponent, which is naturally very powerful.
Feeling the shocking aura emanating from the spear, Murong Xuanchen looked solemn and did not dare to neglect at all, and quickly unfolded the folding fan in his hand. There is a toad painted on the folding fan. This toad has dark skin and dense nodules on its body. The two eyes of the toad are extremely small and appear to be half-open. A powerful aura emanated, giving Feng Fan an extremely depressing feeling.
"A second-class low-level initial-level black black toad monster." Seeing this toad, Feng Fan quickly recognized what kind of monster it was.
It turns out that the folding fan in Murong Xuanchen¡¯s hand is a top-quality magic weapon that seals the soul of a monster. The souls of monsters and beasts can be sealed in top-quality magic weapons. For any top-quality magic weapon that has the souls of monsters sealed inside it, the higher the level of the monsters sealed in it, the more powerful this top-quality magic weapon will be.
The demonic beasts sealed in the best magic weapons are only limited to first- and second-level demonic beasts. The souls of third- and fourth-level demonic beasts can only be sealed in magic weapons, while the souls of fifth- and sixth-level demonic beasts can only be sealed in ancient magic weapons. Baozhong. As for the seventh-level tribulation-transcending monster beast, its soul cannot be sealed at all.
It is extremely difficult to seal the soul of a monster in a weapon. Only some special methods can do this. Among the magic weapons, only the best magic weapons can seal the souls of monsters. High-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade magic weapons cannot, so this kind of magic weapon that can seal monsters is extremely rare.
The strength of the monster soul sealed within it is slightly lower than the monster's actual cultivation level during its lifetime, and with continued use, the monster's soul will gradually dissipate.
The black demon toad flew out of the fan, opened its mouth and sprayed out a beam of light as thick as an arm. The moment the light beam and the spear met, a huge sound boomed out. The violent power spread out, two colors of brilliance flowed and flickered, and Senhan's murderous intent rushed towards the surroundings, just like the vast sea turned upside down.
Murong Xuanchen felt awe in his heart, because he knew that the Murong family attached great importance to this competition, and the clan leader Murong Fengyang also gave him this top-quality fan magical weapon that sealed the second-class low-level initial level monster.
The elders in the family once said that with his own strength combined with the power of the black black demon toad in the fan, it would be difficult for ordinary monks in the energy gathering stage to resist. But at this moment, it seems that in the process of stalemate with the opponent, even if his own true energy quickly poured into the folding fan, the Black Crow Demon Toad was unable to resolve the opponent's attack in a short period of time.
Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly, his opponent actually had such a sharp weapon. If he hadn't relied on the best magic weapon with the beast soul sealed inside, Murong Xuanchen might have been defeated by now.
Under the stone platform, a middle-aged man sitting next to Master Huanyue looked solemn. This man was Murong Fengyang, the patriarch of the Murong family. I thought that once the Black Crow Demon Toad appeared, Murong Xuanchen would definitely defeat his opponent quickly. However, he did not expect that Feitian Sect Feng Fan was so powerful. He seemed to have a slight upper hand in the fight with the Black Crow Demon Toad, which gave Murong Fengyang a bad feeling in his heart.
Feng Fan uses his true energy to control the spear to attack his opponent, so his true energy is consumed quickly. Feng Fan's mind moved and the spear flew back to his right hand.
The Black Crow Demon Toad flew back under the control of Murong Xuanchen¡¯s spiritual consciousness.In the fan, I saw that the color of the black crow demon toad in the folding fan has become much lighter. This is a sign that the real energy is consumed hugely.
Murong Xuanchen put away the folding fan, moved his right hand slightly, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The long sword in his hand instantly bloomed with countless brilliant brilliance, which formed a sharp contrast with Rong Xuanchen's cold expression.
With a wave of Murong Xuanchen's hand, a sharp sword energy suddenly emitted. Murong Xuanchen raised one hand and took out the long sword, flying towards Feng Fan quickly. The sword light emitted from the long sword shrouded Feng Fan like a storm.
Feng Fan quickly pointed towards the spear with his left hand, and the spear flew forward. Halfway through, the spear burst out with little rays of light, which were extremely bright under the reflection of the sun, and looked like dots of stars.
The two magical instruments met and made a crisp sound. Huge power spread out like a volcano erupting, violent vibrations caused the void to tremble, and its momentum filled the sky.
Murong Xuanchen flicked his fingers at the long sword, and the sword seemed to be swept by a strong wind, exuding an even more tyrannical momentum. Not to be outdone, Feng Fan fired several spells at the spear. The spear made a buzzing sound, and suddenly the evil spirit surged into the sky.
The two fought fiercely together again, making a loud noise. The monstrous power poured in like a violent wave. Ripples rippled in the void, and two colors of brilliance bloomed and surged.
Huge fluctuations in spiritual energy scattered in all directions, and deafening sounds resounded continuously, exuding the power of destroying the universe and the sky. After a short period of collision, the brilliance on the two magical instruments suddenly disappeared and flew back to the hands of the two people very quickly.
With the sword light rising again, Murong Xuanchen did not stay still and rushed towards Feng Fan at extremely high speed. Murong Xuanchen's whole body exuded violent true energy, and the long sword moved forward rapidly with Murong Xuanchen's body, and the sword light became stronger and stronger. Murong Xuanchen had already arrived in front of Feng Fan like lightning, and the burst of energy hit Feng Fan like a storm.
Feng Fan waved his spear, and countless rays of brilliance mixed with huge amounts of true energy rushed towards the sword. Countless fierce bombardments suddenly came from the two colliding magic weapons. Murong Xuanchen's body was extremely fast, and his whole body seemed to turn into a strong wind and attack every part of Feng Fan's body.
Feng Fan kept waving his spear, forming countless swords, forming invisible defenses, sealing himself tightly. Murong Xuanchen's numerous crazy attacks were all neutralized one by one, without being able to do anything to his opponent.
Some monks under the stone platform were dumbfounded. They were deeply attracted by this wonderful competition. Murong Fengyang's face was gloomy. Judging from Feng Fan's calm expression and Murong Xuanchen's somewhat slowed down movements, he knew that Murong Xuanchen's true energy consumption was relatively large. It seems that if Murong Xuanchen wants to defeat Feng Fan, he must fight quickly, otherwise as time goes by, Feng Fan's chances of winning will become higher and higher.