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Chapter 165: Seven-Colored Feathers

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"Seventy-first round, An Siyan."

The sword light swept past, passing through the throat of a girl, and the three jade slip magic treasure embryos beside her lost their spiritual light and fell along with the corpse.

Jiang Ding specifically took a few looks at these three magic treasure embryos.

Their defensive and offensive capabilities were not outstanding; it seemed they had other uses, and all their capabilities were used to amplify computing power, and he easily killed her.

"You have entered the top three."

"There is one last person left."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, looking at the silver-haired girl who appeared on the sea surface in the distance.

Beidou University Cultivation Department Affiliated Middle School, Jin Lingfeng, daughter of True Person Yueling, and also the strongest Tier 2 war commander of Beidou University Affiliated Middle School.

Her appearance was exquisite, cute, and naive.

"A beautiful and cute girl, I don't know how many people's dreams she will become in the future..."

Clang!

The azure flying sword soared in the sky, terrifying destructive sword intent spread in all directions, instantly piercing through layers of shields, and arrived at the girl's throat.

"Just right to die under my sword!"

"Seventy-second round, Jin Lingfeng."

Jin Lingfeng heard the praise from others and revealed a reserved smile, just about to say something, when her expression froze.

"Open!"

She shouted.

Behind the girl, feathers suddenly appeared, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, seven colors, each color set of feathers was a set of seven, totaling forty-nine feathers.

They were all magic treasure embryo auras!

Under her shout, the feathers clanged, killing intent filled the air, turning into streaks of rainbow light, pouncing forward, and clashing with the azure flying sword.

It was actually a set of pure offensive magic treasure embryos rarely seen by Immortal Sect cultivators!

Immortal Capital.

"This set of magic treasure embryos is not ordinary."

True Person Dinghai carefully examined the forty-nine seven-colored feathers and said solemnly: "True Person Yueling spent unknown materials to forge them for her daughter. I heard that more than seven Nascent Soul-level bird demon beasts were killed."

"Just in terms of foundation, it is better than my defensive magic treasure, and in the future, it should be able to be combined with Sky-Sky fighter jet missiles and warship shells."

"It's also quite good-looking."

"It's just that this kid's mental state seems a bit abnormal."

True Person Dinghai said.

Which sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth would want to kill someone just because they looked good?

"He is very normal; most sword cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion are like this."

The yellow-haired youth sneered.

On the sea surface,

Killing intent filled the air, and the clanging sound was endless.

The azure flying sword contained destructive sword intent; with every touch and collision, the spiritual light of several seven-colored feathers dimmed and faded, almost falling from the sky, crushed by sword intent.

"Sword intent..."

Jin Lingfeng tilted her head slightly.

Although she had made plans many times, she was caught off guard by the first contact with this kind of specialized soul structure, and the spiritual sense imprint that had been nurtured and imprinted on the embryos for a long time showed signs of being crushed after only a few contacts.

"It's a pity, your flying sword is not good enough."

"The quality of true qi is also too low!"

She mocked, pointed her finger, and the red and green groups of feathers whistled past, wood helping fire, spiritual light soaring, slashing toward the green-clothed youth not far away.

Sure enough, the azure flying sword, which had been constantly crushing feathers and was about to break into the core defense line, turned back and slashed at the red and green groups of feathers, beating them back.

Taking this opportunity, the seven-colored feathers that had been crushed one after another quickly recovered their spiritual light and joined the battlefield again.

"Troublesome."

Jiang Ding frowned.

The seven-colored feathers were of better material than Xu Jiayuan's stone tablets, and he couldn't cut them off with one sword at all. Crushing the spiritual sense imprint within them for a short time didn't have much effect.

It was mainly because his own body was too weak to allow any attack to fall on his side.

Of course,

He didn't think this was a mistake, and then went to learn body refining or refine some shield defensive magic treasure or something.

The only reason was naturally that the sword was not strong enough!

Not strong enough to break through all the opponent's resistance without revealing the Law-Breaking Immortal Gold.

There was no other reason.

Swish swish swish!

Streaks of seven-colored feathers whistled past, forming a Tier 2 killing array, weaving into a net.

Deadly killing intent came wave after wave; even though they were constantly crushed by the flying sword containing destructive sword intent, they could always alternate back and forth, organize offensives again, and advance the battle line bit by bit.

Once the battle line was pushed near Jiang Ding, as long as the seven-colored feathers stirred casually, they could stir him into meat paste.

"Is Brother going to be finished?"

Jiang Yuan worried.

At this time, there was no need to search specifically to see Jiang Ding's picture on the Immortal Sect TV program.

It was also equipped with a commentator with high immortal dao knowledge and high business level, who was roaring something at the top of his lungs.

Lin Wanqiu and other adults stared at the TV intently, without answering her.

The outcome between the two would directly determine this year's cold weapon champion.

Immortal Sect single-subject champion!

Even if the cultural course was not ideal and he only got into an ordinary cultivation department, this was an honor enough to shine on his ancestors for eighteen generations, the first time in Rong City since the beginning of time!

"Yes! That's it!"

The yellow-haired youth was a bit excited: "Dealing with this kind of sword maniac, if you can resist his attack, there is nothing to be afraid of. If you can't resist, just use a cannon to bomb his body, use a nuclear bomb to blow it up!"

"These crispy chickens are extremely fragile!"

True Person Dinghai secretly remembered the old senior's words; these were all precious experiences gained in bloody battles.

On the sea surface,

Sword light and feathers intertwined, spiritual light crushing and generation never stopped, and the occasional leaked trace of sword qi cut the sea surface into dozens of meters neatly, sword intent attached, and it had not recovered for a long time.

Three hundred, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters...

The distance was getting closer and closer.

Jin Lingfeng's talent far exceeded Li Qingyun's, and her spiritual sense distance was more than three times that of the same tier, a true genius seen once in a thousand years among billions of people, otherwise True Person Yueling would not have cultivated her with all her resources.

The seven-colored feather killing array approached the extremely dangerous distance of one hundred meters.

"Gone."

Jiang Ding glanced at her and jumped into the seawater, disappearing.

Only the silver-haired girl was left on the sea surface.

"Hiding?"

Jin Lingfeng hummed and smiled.

Cold weapon battle was never a place where Immortal Sect cultivators were good at.

Tier 2 war commander!

The core of this profession, the electromagnetic induction wave method, the core of the Immortal Sect's tactics, everything was just to find the traces of the enemy.

"Electromagnetic waves..."

Layers of spiritual electromagnetic waves spread in all directions, deep into the sky and earth, deep into the sea, and even seeped into the depths of the rocks.

A long time.

"No?!!"

"How can there be no?!"

Jin Lingfeng had the urge to curse.

A Primordial martial artist, being able to hide his figure in front of a Tier 2 war commander, was it a bit too much!

"Immortal Sect scout infantry?"

Soon, she recalled the details of the opponent's information she had collected, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Dinghai Zhenyuan.

The two fell into silence.

"This... Immortal Sect scout infantry combined with sword cultivation seems to be a bit of a match."

True Person Dinghai couldn't stand the other party's gaze and gave a dry laugh.

"Fortunately, in our era."

The yellow-haired youth said gloomily: "Great Sun sword cultivators always followed the style of 'if you don't obey, fight; if you can't fight, die.' Even if they wanted to develop concealment abilities later, they couldn't achieve the same achievements as the Immortal Sect's scout spells in a short time."

"However, now."

"You personally gave this ability to a sword cultivator."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 166 =====

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