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“As expected, you are really arrogant. Let me show you your methods first!”
Luo Qingyun’s figure was light, and with a slight jump, her body rose several meters higher.
With a flip of his hand, a small folding fan spun wildly, then quickly grew in size.
“Clear the fan! Get out of the way!”
Yan Nantian exclaimed loudly, and then released a stream of spiritual energy, carrying Yanshan Snow hundreds of miles away.
Xue Wushuang’s eyes were solemn, and with a wave of his hand, the blood evil energy overwhelmed Xue Ji and An Ye.
In an instant, they also appeared beside Yan Nantian and Yan Shanxue.
“What kind of spiritual treasure is the cleaning fan? Why are you so afraid, Dad?”
Yan Shanxue stared at the folding fan in Luo Qingyun’s hand.
“This Qingfan is the treasure of the Qingfeng Sect!”
Yan Nantian said in a deep voice: “Back then, the reputation of Qingfan was well-known throughout Haizhou, and its popularity was only slightly weaker than that of the Demon-Slaying Sword.”
“Is it possible that this fan is also a unique spiritual treasure with a magical spirit?”
Xue Ji let out a startled sound, which can make people feel that she is only slightly weaker than the Demon-Slaying Sword. That is by no means simple.
“The cleaning fan is not a magical treasure.”
Xue Wushuang shook his head and said: “But the strength of the Qingfan is only as strong as the Demon-Slaying Sword! I heard that as long as one is hit by the strong wind whipped up by the Qingfan, no matter how heavy it is, it will become lighter. Like cotton wool.”
“Once you are caught by the strong wind, you can only be at the mercy of others. The reason why Qingfeng Sect can become a second-grade sect is because of this Qingfeng Fan!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone’s hearts sank and they looked at each other.
“Senior Taichu has already spent a huge amount of spiritual power, how can he face the Qingfan now?”
The dark night is full of anxiety.
Everyone also focused their attention on Jiang Tian, feeling uneasy.
“This fan is good. It should be engraved with some kind of formation.”
Jiang Tian looked at the fan in Luo Qingyun’s hand.
The appearance of this fan is simple and elegant, with a light cyan luster throughout, as if it contains some mysterious power.
Its leaves are slender and sharp, like countless tiny blades. It seems that it can whip up violent storms with just a slight wave.
The body of the fan is engraved with exquisite cloud patterns, as if clouds are entwining around it, adding a bit of ethereal feeling.
On the top of the fan, there is a crystal clear gem inlaid, which shines with charming light as the fan blades rotate, seeming to guide the direction of the strong wind.
What particularly attracted Jiang Tian’s attention was that the fast gem actually had repetitive and complex formation patterns flowing on it, constantly providing power to the Qingfan.
“Sect Master Luo, it’s better to be careful! This kid has studied formations carefully. Don’t let your sect’s treasure be destroyed in the hands of this kid.”
Zhu Kun’s vertical pupils flashed with a vicious light, seeming to be quite afraid of Jiang Tian’s formation method.
“Just him? The formation carved on the Qingfan is mysterious and mysterious. How can it be deciphered by just a god-forming wild cultivator?”
Luo Qingyun was quite disdainful, raised the folding fan in his hand and waved it gently.
“Hoo!”
A strong wind blew.
The world suddenly became silent.
“Boom!”
In an instant, the ground shook.
Wherever the strong wind passed, huge rocks were lifted up and flew into the sky, and trees hundreds of meters high were uprooted.
For a time, sand and rocks flew, and the world was dark.
Jiang Tian was suddenly blown away by the strong wind, his body rolled in the air, and his clothes made a sound.
A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he soon regained his composure. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Luo Qingyun who was blowing the breeze, feeling a wave of emotion in his heart.
“I didn’t expect this cleaning fan to be so powerful.”
Jiang Tian thought to himself, but his expression did not change at all, as if the strong wind was just a small wave on his cultivation path.
“Huh, interesting.”
The corners of Jiang Tian’s mouth curled up, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
After thousands of years of cultivation, it is not that he has never encountered a powerful opponent, but it is rare to directly force him with strong winds like this.
He took a deep breath, the spiritual power in his body surged, and he was ready to compete with the strong wind.
“Luo Qingyun, your air-cleaning fan is indeed very powerful, but you are still far from defeating me with this alone.”
Jiang Tian said loudly, his voice appearing particularly clear in the strong wind.
When Luo Qingyun heard Jiang Tian’s challenging words, a look of anger suddenly appeared on her face.
She thought that her fan blower was enough to make Jiang Tian miserable and even to the point of death, but she didn’t expect that the other party could be so calm and composed.
“Huh, what a shame!”
Luo Qingyun sneered and waved the fan in her hand crazily.
Suddenly, sharp wind blades were released from the cleaning fan.
These wind blades are not ordinary wind, but are condensed from spiritual energy and Dao energy, and are astonishingly powerful.
The wind blade cut through the sky, making a sharp whistling sound, and headed straight for Jiang Tian.
Luo Qingyun’s eyes flashed with coldness. She wanted Jiang Tian to see the true power of Qingfan and let him know the price of provoking her.
“Ridiculous!”
Jiang Tian faced the speeding wind blade without any fear on his face. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body burst out instantly, and a dazzling golden light bloomed around his body.
Move like a mountain!
It is exactly the technique that Xue Wushuang used before.
“Luo Qingyun, do you think you can defeat me like this?”
Jiang Tian sneered, his voice full of confidence.
He knew that his “immovable as a mountain” was enough to withstand these wind blades.
The wind blade collided with the golden light, making a deafening roar.
The golden light shook slightly, but was not broken by the wind blade.
When Luo Qingyun saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
I never expected that Jiang Tian, who was almost exhausted, could still perform Immovable Mountain!
“What a personalized Kamino Shu, he does have some abilities.”
“Then let me see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!”
Luo Qingyun sneered, with a face full of provocation and ridicule, and waved the fan again.
Jiang Tian was not afraid at all, with a sneer on his lips and a cunning light in his eyes.
He knew that as long as he could anger his opponent and expose his flaw in the attack, he would have a chance to counterattack.
Luo Qingyun became increasingly angry when she saw that the wind blade was constantly being resisted by Jiang Tian.
She kept waving the fan, and each wind blade seemed to be able to tear the air apart, carrying fierce killing intent.
“Do you think you can resist my attack like this? That’s ridiculous!”
Luo Qingyun’s face was filled with disdain.
“Luo Qingyun, the clearing fan is indeed very powerful, but it is still far from being able to kill me.”
Hearing this, Luo Qingyun became even more angry.
The wind blades poured down like a torrential rain.
Jiang Tian watched Luo Qingyun’s movements, looking for opportunities to counterattack.
Finally, the moment Luo Qingyun waved the fan, he found a ray of space among the thousands of wind blades.
As long as he can release a black poisonous fire and contaminate the Qingfan, he can repel Luo Qingyun!
“Go!”
Jiang Tian aimed at this gap, flicked his finger, and the black poisonous fire turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Luo Qingyun.
The poisonous rocket arrow traced a strange trajectory in the air, easily shattering the wind blades, and headed straight for the cooling fan in Luo Qingyun’s hand.
“This… what kind of poisonous fire is this?”
Luo Qingyun exclaimed, she hurriedly poured spiritual energy into the fan, trying to resist the attack of the black poisonous fire.
But how powerful is the black poisonous fire?
The cleaning fan was still infected by the black poisonous fire, and even burned out a black hole.
Luo Qingyun’s heart was filled with shock and unwillingness, and she asked in a trembling voice:
“This…how is this possible? A big hole was burned out of the cleaning fan by the poisonous fire?”
Jiang Tianze sneered. He looked at Luo Qingyun and said, “Luo Qingyun, you lost!”