Zuo Qingyang did not break his promise. He brought three people over the next morning, but when he saw Lin Xuan, the other three looked at Lin Xuan with a strange look.

"Lin Xuan, I brought the people here. Can you see if it's OK? These are all from my Suzhou-Hangzhou branch, and Huangshan doesn't have any control over it!"

The three of them are all in the middle stage of foundation building, and they are more than enough to protect the three girls.

"Then I'll trouble you. Although there are no contribution points now, I will definitely make up for them later! I will definitely not let you suffer any losses!"

"It's nothing to contribute. What Senior Brother Zuo asked us to do is naturally nothing! Just..."

Zuo Qingyang's face changed, and Lin Xuan looked at the person talking with curiosity.

"Oh, Senior Brother Zuo, don't be angry. I'm not having any problems with this mission itself. You just told me on the way here that Lin Xuan might join Fenglei Valley in the future because he has high talent. Fenglei Valley is stronger than the Huaqing Sect where you are. But I tried to join Huaqing Sect before, but failed the review, which made me feel a little angry. I want to see where the disciples that Fenglei Valley attracts are strong?"

The other two people's eyes also showed the same meaning. Lin Xuan smiled. He also wanted to see. Since Fenglei Valley values ​​it so much, several elders said that they could fight higher than the level of the foundation building. Can they be able to compete with the early stage of foundation building?

"Lin Xuan is only in the early stage of foundation building, you are in the middle stage of foundation building, and you are better than him..."

"Senior Brother Zuo, I want to try it too!"

Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and Zuo Qingyang also had the same personality. After hearing this, he nodded: "Okay, then I'll be the referee of you two!"

...

In the Huangshan branch competition venue, because everyone in the headquarters has gone out, the people watching are all brought by Zuo Qingyang.

The person standing opposite Lin Xuan is called Wang Xu. He is also well-known in the Suzhou-Hangzhou branch in the middle stage of foundation building.

When they heard that Wang Xu was going to fight with a monk in the early stage of foundation building in the Huangshan branch, these people were surprised. They just happened to be around the ring before the assignment had begun.

"Hey, why did Wang Xu fight with a monk in the early stage of foundation building here?"

"You don't know this, right? I heard that this monk is very powerful. It is said that he has a high talent. Have you heard of Fenglei Valley?"

"Fength and Thunder Valley? That sect that has never had too much contact with the outside world, but is vaguely the number one sect in China?"

"Yes! It is said that Lin Xuan was attracted by Fenglei Valley and wanted to accept him as his disciple! Wang Xu had not participated in the Huaqing Sect's assessment, but was not selected. Senior Brother Zuo said in person that Fenglei Valley is much more powerful than Huaqing Sect, and that the guy who can be attracted by such a sect must be extraordinary!"

"No wonder Senior Brother Zuo specially arranged the three of them to protect Lin Xuan's family. But no matter how powerful he is, he has not joined the sect yet, and his strength is only in the early stage of foundation building. Can he defeat Wang Xu?"

"Let's just look!"

After Zuo Qingyang announced the start, Wang Xu casually called out two magic weapons. Not many cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building can have two magic weapons!

A magic weapon like a shield was suspended in the air, emitting a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

The other one is a normal flying sword. The sword light is not as exaggerated as Lin Xuan saw others, but there is also a sword light about half a foot long.

Two hundred immortal condensing needles were sacrificed by Lin Xuan, and all the air in front of him was filled with. Each immortal condensing needle had waves of spiritual power fluctuations.

"Is this a needle? There are so many silver needles, it's too difficult to control!"

"That's not necessarily true! Although some people have many magic weapons, they can only do some basic attacks because of insufficient spiritual consciousness. They cannot do the treasures as they move! It just looks scary!"

"Too……"

After practicing the Immortal Condensation Needle completely, Lin Xuan was no longer worried about this. Each silver needle was like his own arm and could be controlled as he pleased!

Wang Xu launched the attack first, and a large amount of spiritual power condensed in the air and gathered on the long sword. It could be noticed that it was also wind-based spiritual power. As the spiritual power gathered, tiny wind blades appeared around the long sword, which also made the sword appear with a faint green light.

The sword let out a sword roar and headed straight for Lin Xuan with a sound of breaking through the air. Lin Xuan waved it with one hand, and about a hundred silver needles trembled to meet it, and surrounded the sword in the moment of contact.

The long sword has not yet subsided. When the silver needles that first collided were covered by sword lights, the needle body swayed in the air and could not get close to it, but the silver needles kept rushing up. Under the collision of spiritual power, a sound of sonic boom continued to come from the air, which also made the sword light at the tip of the sword slowly decrease.

Wang Xu's face remained unchanged, and he pinched out magic tricks with both hands.

"move!"

The long sword suddenly stopped in the air, as if the hilt of the sword was caught, and began to dance in the air with sword flowers. Every time the sword tip trembled, a wind blade would form around it!

The wind blades collided with the Xianning needle in succession, dispersing all the spiritual power attached above and finally disappearing. After several actions, most of the silver needles lost their original spiritual power and were shaking in the air.

"Wang Xu is quite powerful! This sword control technique is really extraordinary, and he perfectly uses his wind talent! Is this the Feng Ling Sword Technique? "

"Yes! I'm talking about it. Lin Xuan can't control so many magic weapons. Although spiritual power is attached to it, his combat power is limited. No matter how many such magic weapons are, there will be no threats!"

Lin Xuan had no intention of listening to the discussions of the people around him. His spiritual sense kept flowing in the air. Soon, the shaking silver needles floated in the air again.

With the same wind-type talent, he can also use the wind-type spiritual power!

The momentum of Wang Xu was much stronger than that of the original Wang Xu. The spiritual power gathered in the air, which seemed to be a small rope, was perfectly connected to each silver needle, making the spiritual power fluctuation on it much stronger!

"Is this accompaniment to so many magic weapons? How did he do it?"

The faces of the people below changed. Attachment of spirits is something that every cultivator would do when using the spiritual power of heaven and earth to instill magic weapons. But even Wang Xu only attached all the wind-type spiritual power to the flying sword. But what Lin Xuan is doing now is to attach spiritual power to these a hundred immortal condensation needles.

Because as the spiritual power increases, the difficulty of control will gradually increase. If it exceeds the load, it will cause a backlash on the spiritual consciousness! It will even cause a severe damage to the cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness!

But apart from feeling some pressure, Lin Xuan did not think it was difficult to complete this action. While controlling these silver needles, he was quickly building the formation of the Phantom Spirit Sword Formation in his brain. Although he had not actually operated it, there were only one hundred silver needles and repeatedly pondering this formation. Lin Xuan felt that he could use it!

The spiritual power fluctuations on the long sword continued to increase, and Wang Xu did not act rashly. He only saw the hundred silver needles moving in the air at the same time, like a blue rope passing through!
Chapter completed!