Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Lu Xiaoyao, that's all." After Zhao Yang's voice fell, the divine sense stopped dormant, and filled Lu Xiaoyao's whole body like a mighty wave.

Lu Xiaoyao let out a muffled snort, stepped back several steps in succession,

His face turned pale, and of course it was extremely ugly.

In Lu Xiaoyao's heart, don't mention Zhao Yang's self-defeating existence, so what if he is a genius like Lu Wushuang?

It is also not my opponent!

But what's the situation now?

Why did he fail in the collision of divine thoughts?

"Elder Lu, spiritual sense is only a part of strength, and the strong spiritual sense may be due to talent." A masked girl not far away said softly.

Lu Xiaoyao immediately regained his confidence, "Zhao Yang, next I will let you understand what is invincible at the same level?"

Zhao Yang looked at Lu Xiaoyao with mocking eyes.

"Lu Xiaoyao, don't say the words "invincible at the same level. Just now you lost in the divine sense competition, and after losing, your mentality collapsed. If the disciples in your sect didn't wake you up, Whether you can pick up your self-confidence now is still unknown?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's accept the move." Lu Xiaoyao said, a golden sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

When he held the battle sword, Lu Xiaoyao's aura changed.

He becomes sharp;

he becomes aggressive;

He became radiant.

Click!

At this moment, two thunderbolts appeared in Zhao Yang's palm.

Those two thunderbolts were filled with palpitating energy.

"The power of thunder."

"Isn't Zhao Yang's line of practice pure Yang power?"

"That's right, Zhao Yang has been using the technique of pure yang all these years."

"When did Zhao Yang learn the art of thunder?"

Just when the monks in the field were puzzled, Zhao Yang smiled slightly and said, "Lu Xiaoyao, I just learned the art of thunder a while ago. Today I will teach you how to be a human being with the art of thunder."

Following Zhao Yang's words, a thunderbolt as thick as a child's arm pierced the sky and fell towards Lu Xiaoyao.

The sword light above Lu Xiaoyao's head soared upwards, and collided fiercely with that thunderbolt.

The sword light dissipated as the thunder disappeared.

"Your thunder technique is nothing more than that." Lu Xiaoyao sneered.

"Really?" Zhao Yang said that the world suddenly became restless, and then the monks present saw a shocking scene.

The nine thunderbolts turned into nine thunder dragons, slashing towards Lu Xiaoyao with open teeth and claws.

Lu Xiaoyao's heart was shrouded in a haze.

He tried his best to run the sword art of the Holy Sword Pavilion, and endless sword light shot up into the sky.

The thunder dragon is moving forward, and the sword light is consuming.

The two sides didn't have a stalemate for long, a Thunder broke through the defense and swallowed Lu Xiaoyao with its mouth.

The audience was in an uproar.

"what's the situation?"

"Lu Xiaoyao actually lost?"

"how is this possible?"

"Lu Xiaoyao is the strongest golden core, how can Zhao Yang be stronger than him?"

"Yes."

All the monks present were stunned.

They cannot accept this result.

In fact, Lu Xiaoyao also couldn't accept this result, he is the strongest golden core.

How could it fail?

At this moment, the thunder dragon dissipated, and Lu Xiaoyao, covered in blood, fell to the ground.

His breathing was sluggish, and his eyes were sluggish.

"Zhao Yang, how could you defeat me?" Lu Xiaoyao fixed his eyes on Zhao Yang.

"Lu Xiaoyao, do you think you can become the strongest golden elixir by cutting the foundation twice in a row?" Zhao Yang looked at Lu Xiaoyao with disdain and said, "If you are confident, if you are amazing, why do you have to do it all over again? You do it all over again That's all, but you have to start over twice? Why? Treat practice as a joke?"

Having said that, Zhao Yang paused for a moment, pointing at the masked girl and said, "In my opinion, your foundation is not even as good as this girl's."

"Impossible, impossible, impossible." Lu Xiaoyao kept shaking his head.

He could not accept the result.

"Lu Xiaoyao, in fact, you don't need to belittle yourself, because this nephew of yours is not much better than you, and he is also trash in my eyes." Zhao Yang's next words made Lu Xiaoyao stunned.

And the masked woman was even more irritated.

Her long and narrow eyes showed a cold killing intent, "What did you say?"

"Do you want to die?" Lin Caihan stepped forward.

When she said these words, an ancient and vast aura filled her body, and even the strong Nascent Soul Realm present were shocked by this aura.

That girl, bear the brunt.

She staggered and backed away.

"You...relying on your cultivation, what are you capable of?" The masked girl said angrily and helplessly.

"Relying on cultivation?" Lin Caihan sneered, "Do you think you have a chance to defeat me at the same level? It's ridiculous."

"Isn't it?" The masked girl said just now that Lin Caihan pointed at a middle-aged man with her jaded finger, "This is the elder of your Laojun Mountain, the third floor of the Nascent Soul Realm. I didn't know such an existence. You have reached the Golden Core Realm Can the pinnacle be defeated?"

"No matter how strong the Golden Core Realm is, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Nascent Soul Realm." The masked girl snorted coldly, "This is common sense that everyone in the practice world has reached long ago."

The strong Nascent Soul masters the power of space, and the power of space kills Wushuang, how can it be compared with the power of Jindan?

"Then just watch with your dog eyes wide open, how did I defeat him?" Lin Caihan said as she patted the middle-aged man with her jaded hands.

The middle-aged man was furious, "Even if you are amazing, you shouldn't ignore me like this?"

Nascent Soul Realm masters have the pride of Nascent Soul Realm masters, that is, they control the power of space.

But the next moment, the middle-aged man was shocked to find an unpredictable force pressing towards his surroundings, the strength of that force made him feel terrified.

How can it be?

How could Jindan Realm have such tyrannical mana?

boom!

At this moment, the middle-aged man used the power of space, and the space around him was instantly shattered, and then his body appeared not far away.

"Lin Caihan, I have to admit that you are amazing, but Jindan Realm can never be the opponent of Nascent Soul Realm." The middle-aged man sneered.

"The frog at the bottom of the well." Lin Caihan said here a mysterious light appeared in the palm of his hand.

When her five fingers were closed, the middle-aged man was shocked to find that the space around him was imprisoned. At the same time, he found that his divine sense and mana were also imprisoned.

puff!

He spat a mouthful of blood.

Pain appeared on his face, "What did you do to me?"

"You said that the Golden Core Realm can't beat the Nascent Soul Realm?" Lin Caihan said and closed his palms together again.

The middle-aged body exploded with a bang, leaving only Nascent Soul trembling in mid-air.

"Golden Core Realm can't beat Nascent Soul Realm?" Lin Caihan looked at the masked woman jokingly.