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While speaking, the Spirit of the Duke Ming appeared behind Ning Wufeng, his five heads and ten arms shone with a dazzling light. The five spiritual lights revolved around him, manifesting the true intent of the Origin Energy. It had an extraordinary aura.

Han Yi's eyes widened as he let out a soft cry and exclaimed, "Impossible, how can you so much as become a Five Elements Spirit Soul?

But the King Canglan's Five Elements Spirit Soul did not attack Ning Wufeng.

Han Yi's pupils suddenly contracted, he roared out mournfully, his entire body emitting a dazzling Sword Qi. The Five-Colored Spirit Sword appeared in front of him once more. The change in the five elements spirit energy was unpredictable, as he was completely enveloped within it.

Ning Wufeng suddenly felt an extremely berserk sword force lock onto him, the Sword Qi was dense. A sense of danger rushed into his aura sea.

"The inheritance of the King Canglan can only be mine, you're delusional!" Han Yi roared. From the beginning till now, he treated the inheritance as his own. How could he tolerate Ning Wufeng coming over to fight over something that belonged to him?

A sharp Sword Qi descended from the sky, striking straight at Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng's face changed slightly as he grabbed the air, and World Extinguishing Spear appeared in his hands. The Enlightened Ruler Spell activated, his skin turned into a glazed lustre, his spirit energy was open, and his reaction speed was extremely fast.

The World Extinguishing Spear was instantly coated with a layer of dense golden light. With the blast of the spear, the golden light wantonly dissipated the sword aura Han Yi had been forced towards him.

Han Yi's pupils shrank as he coldly snorted: "I never expected that I would actually underestimate a lowly commoner like you."

He had initially thought of Ning Wufeng as a clown, but he never thought that such a clown would actually have such strength.

Ning Wufeng could not help but frown. This fellow constantly spoke of "commoner" and "commoner", which made him feel extremely unhappy.

"Do you think you're destined to be high and mighty just because you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth?" His eyes suddenly turned cold as he sternly said, "I'm telling you, if you don't have the cold palace as your backer, you're nothing in front of me!"

His originally playful and playful expression suddenly became solemn. Behind him, the Spirit of the Duke Ming suddenly burst out with a dazzling light. The five-colored light shot into the sky as the middle period of Spirit Soul Stage's aura was instantly released.

A flash of cold light was gone from his eyes. At the same time, a trace of golden light appeared on the World Extinguishing Spear, giving off a cold aura.

Han Yi's face sank, he never thought that such a lowly person would actually dare to look down on him.

"A lowly commoner is a lowly commoner. I'll let you see what is a disparity!" He roared and the cold air suddenly surged.

Sou sou sou ?

In an instant, a scene of ice and snow appeared around him. Cold energy interweaved, and every strand of cold energy was as sharp as a sword, refracting dazzling light.

With a casual wave of Han Yi's hand, tens of thousands of streams of cold air crisscrossed in the air, whistling down as if they wanted to swallow Ning Wufeng whole.

What a tyrannical attack.

Ning Wufeng's expression changed slightly. He had looked down on Han Yi in terms of tactics, and trampled on his so-called noble character, but in terms of battle, he valued him greatly.

Countless sword lights whizzed out from behind him and revolved in front of him, surging with dense sword qi. The spirit energy beneath his feet interweaved into tens of thousands of beams of light, forming a formation.

Great Five Elements Sword Formation completed!

The seven swords were the core of the Big Dipper, among them, dozens of Soul Sacrifice Spiritual Weapon Qi surged with soul rings could be faintly seen, they were extremely powerful. The Great Five Elements Sword Formation revolved the five elements of spiritual energy like a roulette. When the cold Qi came in contact with the sword formation, it turned into clear air and dissipated.

Han Yi's expression sank. Ning Wufeng was even more troublesome than he had imagined.

"Lowly citizen, I've underestimated you." With a loud shout, the Five Elements Spirit Sword suddenly shot out. Sword Qi spread out in all directions, scattering down thousands of streams of cold air.

Bang Bang...

The cold energy was like rain that poured down in a steady stream. However, Ning Wufeng's Great Five Elements Sword Formation was like an umbrella, blocking all of the cold air.

"Your so-called nobility is only so-so." Ning Wufeng chuckled, and pretended to be dissatisfied as he sighed.

However, he could already vaguely see that some of the lower grade spirit swords in the Great Five Elements Sword Formation had fine cracks on them. After all, the Spirit Sword Han Yi used to condense Five Elements Spirit Soul was at the first level of Spirit Weapon, much higher than the Great Five Elements Sword Formation's core, the Big Dipper.

Han Yi's hair stood on end as his face flushed red. Never in his dreams did he expect that Ning Wufeng was actually so strong. What he had said before was indeed exaggerated.

At this time, outside the inheritance grounds, everyone's eyes were on Ning Wufeng and Han Yi's battle. This was because only the two of them had the qualifications to enter the center of the lake and compete within the Spirit.

Spiritual Treasure Pavilion Fu Dahai rubbed his round stomach and laughed out loud: "I never thought that Brother Nie would actually hide his true skills, to actually have such a heaven's pride disciple. No wonder they had to try their best to open the legacy. "

A cold intent unconsciously flashed through the depths of his eyes. No matter what, the King Canglan's inheritance did not have anything to do with them. The disciples of the Spiritual Treasure Pavilion were not even at the center of the violet lake, and were stopped by the purple gold colored lightning.

And the same Thousand Ghost Sect, Ye Ming's face, hidden in the sinister ghost aura, unknowingly flashed with a hint of cold Qi. He spoke darkly, "It seems that the inheritance of the King Canglan that has been dormant for tens of thousands of years will see the light of day once again."

With the sour taste in his words, everyone heard Chuchu clearly.

Nie Feijian laughed out loud, and said: "I never thought that the King Canglan's inheritance requirement would be Five Elements Spirit Soul, it should be Feng'er's good fortune."

"Hmph, what big words. Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue? " Han Dong said gloomily, his tone filled with ill intent.

The appearance of Ning Wufeng's dark horse had indeed exceeded their expectations. However, the heaven's pride level experts of the Frozen Cloud Asgard were not something the disciples of the Swordwash Academy s could go against!

"I'm not afraid to tell you that with my young master's cold spirit bloodline, no one in the Inheritance Grounds would be a match for him!" He looked askance at Nie Feijian, and said coldly: "So what if I can enter the core of the Inheritance Grounds? It's just a suicide! "

"Cold Spirit Bloodline?" Hearing that, the faces of the three Essential Pill Stage experts at the side suddenly shrunk.

The Cold Spirit Bloodline was a mutated Innate Water Spirit Body. It was far more powerful than Innate Water Spirit Body. There was only a small gap between it and the Water Spirit Holy Body.

Who would have thought that there would be such an astonishing bloodline in the Cold Palace!

At this time, from the Five Elements Spirit Soul, a mass of cold air rushed into the sky. A layer of ice that was several feet deep covered the ground at a visible rate.

"Brat, it's your honor to be killed by my cold spirit bloodline!" Han Yi snorted coldly. His eyes turned cold and his pupils reflected the luster of Bing Lan.

In the world of ice and snow formed by the cold spirit bloodline, his power would soar. Even cultivators at the late stage of the Spirit Soul Stage would not necessarily be his match!

Ning Wufeng's expression slightly changed. The moment the world of ice and snow appeared, he immediately felt that the other five elements of spirit energy had been suppressed. Han Yi's bloodline's sacred art had the same function as the Chess Realm's spirit tablet.

"So abnormal?" he muttered.

He had the urge to crush the talisman that Nie Feijian gave him and rush out.

However, when he thought about Han Yi's stinky appearance and his self-righteous nose, his expression couldn't help but sink.

"What a conceited fellow, yet you have the Cold Spirit Bloodline. Our Chuchu possesses the Fire Spirit Holy Body." He could not help but secretly curse in his heart, but he did not dare to underestimate Han Yi's strength in the slightest.

Fog Painting Spirit Art!

A mysterious aura spread out from his body. The spirit energy above his head interweaved and overflowed, forming a thick and majestic spirit diagram. The light and shadow became unpredictable, repelling all of the spirit energy in the world of ice and snow.

The Fog Diagram that he saw at the bottom of Human Emperor was originally a huge scroll that encompassed everything. Ning Wufeng inadvertently discovered that the Mist Diagram could help him increase his awareness of the Great Power of the Heavens and Earth. That was why he had spent his time studying the Mountain and Sea Scripture's star scrolls. That was the reason why he had only copied one-thousandth of the Fog Diagram's contents.

Even if it was only a thousandth of the content, it was more than enough for the Spirit Soul Stage.

When the Fog Painting Spirit Art was used, it seemed to form an existence. When Ning Wufeng was within it, his perception of all living things within the spirit energy had enlarged infinitely.

Golden Spear Slaughter!

He threw his spear out, the spear light was like a dragon's roar, drawing out a profound trick and defeating Han Yi's Sword Qi.

Han Yi's face sank, he did not expect that even with the help of the Frigid Spirit bloodline, he would not be Ning Wufeng's match. On the contrary, the gap between the two of them was even wider.

"Impossible." He exclaimed in disbelief.1

Meanwhile, Slaughter of the Golden Spear rushed towards him while roaring loudly.

"I don't believe that a lowly commoner like you will be my match!" Han Yi roared, suddenly his cold Qi roared, like a surging tide, surging in all directions. The cold air in the world of ice and snow was as sharp as sword light. In an instant, sword rain crashed down on the spear light.

With a boom, an earth-shaking explosion sounded from within the Five Elements Spirit Soul.

Han Yi retreated a few steps, his face pale white.

The Fog Painting Spirit Art was vast and mighty, surpassing even the ice and snow that the cold spirit bloodline had turned into. Furthermore, Ning Wufeng was a Ten Spirits Vein, a Ten Spirits Aperture, a Yin Yang Purple Lake, the spirit energy in his body was even denser and denser.

Han Yi was thwarted in one move, his face pale white. A mere second-rate power had actually managed to surpass him!

How is this possible!?

"I don't believe it! It must be fake. How could you possibly defeat me? " Han Yi roared hysterically, his eyes shooting straight at Ning Wufeng.

He clenched his fist, the veins on his delicate and pretty face bulged.

The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth raised slightly, and said indifferently: "Now you should understand, your so-called nobility, after leaving the cold palace, is worthless!"

He did not hesitate to strike down this proud and aloof son of the Venerable family. Along the way, even though Ning Wufeng had suffered, with a 90% chance of survival, he still suffered greatly. But they had laid a solid foundation that Han Yi could not compare to.

"I don't believe it." Han Yi roared. His entire body trembled from anger, and he shouted word by word: "You forced me to do this! You will definitely die today! "

As he spoke, a vigorous and heavy aura emanated from his body. Ning Wufeng's expression slightly changed, Han Yi's hidden trump card was about to be exposed.

Nie Feijian hurriedly gave him his trump card that could save his life. Furthermore, the cold palace that he had been preparing for a long time, the trump card in Han Yi's hand must be incomparably powerful!

Han Yi's scarlet eyes revealed a sinister smile.

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