Chapter 501: Li Family Ancestor
"Junior Sister Feiyu."
Han Liang landed on the stage gracefully, wearing a long white gown, and waving a magic fan, the Iron Bone Fan, in his hand. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that after the battle ten years ago, you and I would meet again in this Three Peaks Competition. I wonder if Junior Sister can give me some surprises this time?"
"I'll try."
Bai Feiyu looked calm: "Senior Brother Han may not be disappointed."
"oh?"
Han Liang chuckled: "That's great."
"start!"
Not far away, the elder of the Fulong Sect shouted.
"Junior sister, I'm sorry!"
Han Liang took the first step and rushed out. There was a faint sound of dragon roars around him, and magic power gushed out of his body. With the pointing of the Iron Bone Fan, a real dragon image rose up and headed straight for Bai Feiyu!
Bai Feiyu shuddered slightly, and as her body retreated, a golden light flew out. It was the Golden Soul Dragon Flying Sword!
The dragon roared, and in the blink of an eye the two sides fought for seven or eight rounds, but Bai Feiyu was gradually losing the upper hand.
…
"wrong."
In the row in front of Ning Daoran and Li Yinping, an old man in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm stroked his beard and said, "It seems that Han Liang is not using the Fulong Heart Sutra of the Fulong Sect, but another kind of practice!"
"The dragon energy is so powerful!"
Another old man in red robes said with a cold look, "Of course it's not the Fu Long Heart Sutra, but the legendary True Dragon Technique! And judging from Han Liang's True Dragon Technique skills, he is definitely not just a little bit, but has mastered the fragments of at least five True Dragon Techniques!"
"Wow, this Fulong Sect is really generous. They even collected the five fragments of the True Dragon Technique?"
"Humph, no wonder the Fulong Sect is so determined to win. So that's how it is. Han Liang is indeed the Holy Son of the Three Peaks. He even has mastered the True Dragon Technique so completely. Bai Feiyu will definitely lose."
"It's a pity for the Saintess of the Snow Wind Tower. She tried very hard, but she still lost to her talent. How could the Snow Wind Spirit Art of the Snow Wind Tower be a match for the True Dragon Magic?"
"That's right, Bai Feiyu is doomed to fail!"
Everyone was talking, as if no one was around.
"Master Ning Fu..."
Li Yinping said softly, "Is Senior Sister Feiyu really going to lose?"
"not necessarily."
Ning Daoran said calmly: "I don't know much either. After all, these two have profound cultivation, and their background is far beyond my ability to peek into."
"Um."
Li Yinping nodded slightly, she could understand.
Although Han Liang and Bai Feiyu are both in the middle stage of the Jindan, they have a profound foundation and are far stronger than ordinary middle stage Jindan. Although Master Ning Fu is also in the middle stage of the Jindan, most of his energy has been poured into the art of talismans, and his fighting ability can only be considered average. It is normal for him to not understand the fight between the two geniuses.
After fighting for more than fifty rounds, Bai Feiyu's face turned pale and he was completely at a disadvantage.
"Junior Sister Bai!"
Han Liang sneered and said, "Admit defeat. I really can't bear to hurt you. If we continue to fight, I may not be able to stop. What if I hurt my junior sister?"
"Brother, you worry too much."
Bai Feiyu swung her sword in a feint and then quickly retreated. In that instant, her whole mood suddenly changed. She closed her eyes, and beams of sword light flew around her. With her eyes closed, she started fighting with Han Liang again.
However, after closing his eyes, Bai Feiyu's sword intent instantly improved to several levels, and his sword moves became extremely sharp, and he gained an absolute upper hand in the blink of an eye.
“Puff~~”
After only ten moves, Han Liang was hit by a sword in the shoulder. The sword move was so mysterious that it had forced him into a desperate situation.
"What?!"
In the direction of Fulong Sect, an elder suddenly stood up and said, "The technique that Bai Feiyu used is definitely not the Three Peaks Technique. What kind of technique is that?"
"snort!"
Han Dinghai looked coldly in the direction of Fengxue Tower's Bai Ying. Next to Bai Ying sat Ni Cailin, the senior sister of Yunmeng Sect. He sneered, "It seems that Fengxue Tower has been linked to Yunmeng Sect. Bai Feiyu is not using Fengxue Spirit Art, but the Divine Dream Sword Sutra that Yunmeng Sect is proud of!"
"What?"
Everyone was shocked.
The news that the Saintess of Fengxue Tower has mastered the unique skills of the Yunmeng Sect, which is far away in the Xia Kingdom's immortal cultivation world, is really shocking!
But Ni Cailin from the Yunmeng Sect is here, and has lived in Fengxue Tower for a long time. It is not surprising at all. There must be some kind of extraordinary exchange of interests between Fengxue Tower and Ni Cailin, otherwise Ni Cailin would not risk being punished by the sect to teach the Shenmeng Sword Sutra to Bai Feiyu.
Ning Daoran smiled slightly.
Many people from the Fulong Sect have already started cursing, saying that Bai Feiyu is not using their sect's skills, but the True Dragon Technique used by Han Liang is not their sect's skills either, it's just the pot calling the kettle black.
…
“Squeak, squeak, squeak~~”
The sword light flashed sharply in the air, Bai Feiyu slowly opened his eyes, and the outcome was already decided.
Han Liang was hit by three swords in a row, in the chest, abdomen, and neck. Especially in the neck, his throat was almost cut off. Bai Feiyu didn't want to kill him, but the sword cut on the neck was also a warning. If the fight continued, it might be a matter of life and death! "Brother Han, you lost!"
Bai Feiyu looked indifferent, standing proudly in the wind with a sword in hand.
"you……"
Han Liang's face changed, turning blue and purple. He was still unwilling to accept the fact that he had lost to Bai Feiyu, even though he had been winning for the past few decades.
"The winner is not decided yet, how can Junior Sister talk about victory or defeat?"
Han Liang suddenly waved his arms, and wisps of dragon energy quickly rose up. He wanted to continue struggling.
"Han Liang, come down!"
But at this moment, from the direction of Fulong Sect, Sect Master Han Dinghai suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't fight for a moment and lose your life. Come down immediately, immediately!"
"Yes, Dad..."
Han Liang gritted his teeth and floated down.
There was silence in the field.
"The Saintess of Fengxue Tower, Bai Feiyu wins!"
A deacon elder announced the result in a dull manner.
Another deacon elder gritted his teeth, holding the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword in his hand, and slowly rode up to the stage, saying, "Saintess Bai Feiyu of Fengxue Tower, kneel down and take the sword!"
"Yes, Uncle Wang!"
Bai Feiyu immediately knelt down and raised his hands to respectfully take the sword.
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"slow!"
In the air, a figure rose down, it was Li Bin.
He gently opened his five fingers, and with a "swish" sound, he retrieved the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword from the air and held it in his hand. He said calmly, "This competition is a fair and just duel, and it is also a duel to select the inheritors of our three peaks. How can there be any mistakes? Although Bai Feiyu won, the elders believe that the outcome of this battle is questionable. This is the family affair of the three peaks of our Fulong Sect, and we will deal with it. Fellow Taoists have come from afar to watch the ceremony, and our Fulong Sect will not neglect you. All your expenses in the Fulong Sect will be borne by our Fulong Sect."
As he spoke, Li Bin slowly clasped his fists and said, "The competition is over now. Thank you all for watching!"
The host had already ordered everyone to leave, and everyone who was watching the ceremony left one after another.
…
Li Yuantong took Li Yinping away, and Ning Daoran said that he wanted to walk around the streets of Fulong Sect to see if there was any opportunity, but in fact he wanted to stay and see the excitement.
Soon after, night fell.
Countless lanterns were lit in the Fulong Sect, like stars.
On the cliff of the back mountain, there is a hall with bright lights.
In the distance, a group of Fengxue Tower disciples led by Bai Ying stood in the air, waiting for the final decision of Li Bin and the elders.
On the side, Bai Feiyu gritted her teeth.
The Immortal Dragon Blood Sword that was about to be obtained was taken back by the ancestor Li Bin, which made her blush.
“Shua~~~”
A figure walked out of the hall. It was Li Bin. He rose up gracefully, followed by Han Dinghai, Han Liang and other people from the Fulong Sect.
"The elders have decided."
Li Bin raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Bai Feiyu won by using the Yunmeng Sect's Divine Dream Sword Sutra. This victory was not fair. Everyone unanimously decided to invalidate Bai Feiyu's first place in the competition and pass it to the second place, Han Liang!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and summoned the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword, and said in a deep voice: "So, the owner of this Immortal Dragon Blood Sword is Han Liang."
"Thank you, ancestor!"
Han Liang knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then with extremely excited hands caught the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword that fell from the sky.
For a moment, excitement flashed across Han Dinghai's eyes.
Whoever is the master of the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword will be the future master of the Three Peaks and will take over the authority of the ancestor Li Bin.
"Ancestor, Bai Ying doesn't understand!"
Over at Fengxue Tower, Bai Ying came over, her eyes slightly red, and said, "The Divine Dream Sword Sutra used by Bai Feiyu is indeed not our sect's technique, and the True Dragon Treasure Technique used by Han Liang is even less so. Why is the ancestor so partial? If you want to invalidate the rankings, you should invalidate both of them together, and start a new competition with the rules set. How can you go too far?"
"Bai Ying, what did you say?"
Han Dinghai was furious: "How dare you...how dare you speak to the ancestor like that?"
"This OP is just talking about the facts!"
Bai Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Grandmaster, I am also your descendant. I have no disrespect for you. However, I do not agree with your behavior this time. If that is the case, why bother to hold a grand ceremony? You can just hand over the inheritance to Han Liang. What else can we say? This is a despicable act that is... disgusting!!!"
"snort……"
Under the moonlight, Li Bin's eyes were extremely ferocious. He looked down at Bai Ying in the distance and sneered, "I didn't expect that the little girl from the Bai family who used to run around my knees would be so bold and dare to say such rebellious words to me. Well... Only with such courage can she be the descendant of Bai Ruoxi, tut tut..."
The next second, Li Bin suddenly raised his hand, and a dragon claw fell from the sky, crushing Bai Ying! "Ancestor, you..."
Bai Ying hurriedly held up her sword to block, but she was no match for it. Li Bin took the initiative to attack, and his Nascent Soul spiritual pressure had already suppressed everything. With just one move, he subdued the Lord of Fengxue Tower!
…
“Puff~~~”
A burst of blood fell from the sky, and Bai Ying's body floated lightly in the wind like a fallen leaf.
“Master!!”
Countless disciples of Fengxue Tower were horrified.
Bai Feiyu was even more stunned, and rushed out to hold Bai Ying in her arms, but found that her face was pale and she was seriously injured. Even her Dao roots were damaged, and she was on the verge of falling!
"Li Family Ancestor, how could you do this!?"
Ni Cailin in the air was also shocked.
"eventful!"
Li Bin flew out, his Nascent Soul spiritual pressure surging, and he slapped Ni Cailin fiercely with his palm! (End of this chapter)