Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 57

Nangong Aotian greedily glanced at the petite figure of the young lady and chuckled, “It looks like your older brother is not very good. How about you try me ... "

"You ... you ..." The young woman could not believe her ears. The other party was actually shameless to that extent!

“Sister, stop talking nonsense with the beast. Let's attack together and kill him!” The two young men behind the young lady burned with anger as they pulled their long swords from their storage rings.

"Yes, let's attack together!" Some of them could no longer bear it and released their spiritual power. Their cultivation techniques were the same, and they clearly inherited it from the Feng family.

Nangong Aotian let out a cold snort, "You're not worthy!"

“Heh, let us play with you.” A few brocade-robed disciples behind Nangong Aotian stood up with a smile. They were all at the peak of level six of the spirit gathering realm, even if they could not defeat Feng Chen, they were skilled enough to handle these three people.

For a moment, the auras of both sides exploded, while the Feng family party was clearly weaker. The young girl's eyes were emitting hatred, but her beautiful face was extremely pale. He knew that he would definitely lose if they fought.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense, with swords and bows drawn.

Suddenly, one of the brocade-robed disciples unsheathed his long sword and attacked the young man opposite him.

Before the young man could react, the girl beside him was still helping his older brother stand up. He had no time to react and was in a state of despair.

The three of them suddenly saw a green-blue fist shadow, mixed with lightning, flying and repelling the disciple's long sword.

"Who's this!?"

Seeing that his first attack had been cancelled, the brocade-robed disciple noticed the scorn in the eyes of the two people beside him and could not help but get angry from embarrassment.

This disciple looked at Victor and Song Qianqian in shock and anger.

"You who? Which honorable family do you come from? ” Looking at the clothes of Victor and Song Qianqian, it was clear that they were not from the Heavenly Sword Mountain sect, which was why they asked this question.

"We are not from a respectable family, we are from the Qingyun Sect." Song Qianqian looked at Nangong Aotian and the others with disdain. He hated these people who relied the most on their strength to bully people.

In the Heavenly Sword Mountain, the Liquid Spirit Peak was tyrannical. This was decided by their cultivation method. If their sect wanted to become strong, they would have to go around looting and obtaining spirit stones. Compared to ordinary cultivation methods, Liquid Spirit techniques required a lot of resources.

These disciples of the Liquid Spirit Peak were used to being arrogant, so they sometimes did things like bully men and women.

In the Heavenly Sword Mountain, the seven peaks were divided into seven sects due to the difference in their cultivation techniques. The relationship between the seven peak masters was not good, and the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Mountain could do nothing.

The master of the Peak Spirit Liquid agreed to such things as long as it did not cause a great mess. As for the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Mountain, he could not handle everything.

“Secte Qingyun? I heard that among the sects in the outside world, the Qingyun Sect is considered the strongest. From the looks of it, your strength is like ten great cultivation families. Is this the standard of the top sects in the outside world? ” Nangong Aotian laughed arrogantly, however, he was secretly on guard.

Sects in the outside world were not all trash. This so-called Qingyun Sect disciple was firm and quick. He was only 15 years old and was already at level nine of the spirit gathering realm. There seemed to be some talented cultivators in the outside world.

Hearing that Song Qianqian was from the Qingyun Sect, the brocade-robed disciples immediately burst into laughter.

“Brother Nangong, you don't need to move. We're just gonna go. How strong are the two rural cultivators from the outside world?”.

Hearing that the other party was actually targeting him, Song Qianqian was a little annoyed and immediately wanted to pull out the long sword hanging on his waist.

At this moment, Victor pressed down on Song Qianqian's sword hilt and said, "Let me do it."

The hand holding the sword was pressed, and Song Qianqian said with a stern look, “I can handle these little fries. Except Nangong Aotian, I am not confident, but I can protect myself.”

Hearing Song Qianqian's words, Victor was slightly surprised. It seemed that during the days when he was cultivating closed-door in the Qingyun Sect, the other disciples were not idle. They all worked hard cultivating.

As expected of the strongest disciple of the Qingyun Sect after Zhang Lingren in the plot. Although the world has changed, the personality of the characters has not changed.

Nangong Aotian might have the strength of an eighth level spirit gathering cultivator. If Song Qianqian could protect herself from him, it seemed like she had fought with many people. To be able to have such confidence in just two years, his martial arts talent was indeed incredible.

He still pressed down on Song Qianqian's sword and said with a smile, "I'll fight this one."

Victor talks about fighting, like taking care of gangsters on the street. To him, this was just a fight for a moment's encouragement. It was not a martial arts competition at all.

Although he was not much older than Song Qianqian, he was still a senior. His own junior was bullied by others, so he had to teach these arrogant people a good lesson.

Victor stood in front of Song Qianqian and slowly placed the bowl of soup in his hand. “I heard you guys say that you want to sweep the outer world sect. I can't wait for that. I'm standing right here. You can try to beat me.”

“Haha, this village hick really considers himself important. Brother, let's go and fulfill his wish. Sweep this guy like he's trash. ”

The one who spoke was a cultivator dressed in green. He thought that he might not be able to defeat him alone, so he gathered everyone together to attack together. He believed that Victor would definitely be defeated by the group's attack.

Following the strange cries of the green-robed cultivator, the four of them charged along. Victor stood in his original place. Not only did he not dodge, he narrowed his eyes and showed a smile.

The green-robed cultivator had no idea what Victor was doing. However, seeing his sword about to land on Victor's face, the green-robed cultivator's lips curved into a sinister smile. Pretty boy, you're not ugly. Today, I will definitely ruin your face!

Seeing that their attack was about to land, Victor suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the Tree Making technique was already activated to its fullest.

Maximum level Phaseless fingers!

In the next moment, four streams of icy blue light shot out from Victor's fingertips.

Xiu Xiu Xiu Xiu!

For a moment, an extreme coldness surged into the limbs and bones of the four cultivators. Their bodies trembled, as if frozen, unable to move. The attacks on their hands could no longer land. Their eyes became increasingly blunt, and their pupils lost focus.

Plash! Plash!

The four cultivators fell to the ground like dead dogs. They hugged their bodies tightly and spat out cold air continuously.

Viktor shook his head slightly. These people are really vulnerable.

Although the martial technique he used was an ice attribute and not the one that best matched the Tree Building technique. When he activated the Tree Building technique, his spiritual power was as vast as the ocean. It has great durability, high speed mana recovery, and fast recovery.