Chapter 670

In the main hall, the divine wood magic is approaching at a high speed. A divine wood derived from magic emits a breath of soul-grabbing terror, and instantly shoots at Song Fei like a rocket.

As everyone knows, it's probably the time to win. It's not easy for Liu Xinchen to cultivate this divine wood magic. I'm afraid he won't cultivate more advanced magic. It's mainly due to Wang Yi's confrontation.

Everyone's eyes focused on Song Fei. With a cold laugh on his face, Song Fei moved, his right hand became a seal, pushed forward, and a giant snake took shape in the sea of fire.

A giant snake completely transformed by the flame twined around Liu Xinchen's divine wood in an instant. Then, the divine wood originally horizontal in the flame began to burn under the winding of the fire snake. When the divine wood flew to Song Fei, it was completely burned.

This terrible fire snake is already very obvious. It is the fire snake dance that people are looking forward to.

"It's really a fire snake dance." an elder sighed, "Wang Yi's talent is really wonderful. After getting rid of his problem of being a fool, he is really a wonderful jade."

When you show such talent, it doesn't matter what previous bad habits or bad reputation. Because from now on, it will be replaced by a rising star. All the negative comments in the past will be dissipated by his peerless talent.

"It's not true that he, a dandy, should have such a talent. Is this really Wang Yi?" of course, some elders whispered aside with a skeptical attitude.

But in this case, even if you have doubts, you won't say it on the spot. If you offend an expert who has real power in the future sect, it's not a pleasant thing.

Now Wang Yi is in the limelight. At least at present, no one will put forward any words against Wang Yi on the spot.

Now it is different from six months ago. If someone suspected Wang Yi's sudden rise six months ago, it would be enough time to investigate a lot of things in these six months. Perhaps Song Fei's identity could be found out.

However, it is only two days away from the battle of Tianjiao, and it is also far away from the sect wanjian mountain villa. Even if you want to check, you can only check secretly. Moreover, in two days, you can't find anything when you can't face Song Fei directly.

The fire snake rolls and dances in the air like a fire dragon. The name of the spell Fire snake dance comes from this.

The rolling fire snake opened its huge mouth and devoured Liu Xinchen fiercely. At the moment, all people's eyes moved away from Song Fei and threw them in the direction of Liu Xinchen.

Whether Liu Xinchen wins or loses depends on whether this move can be caught.

The ferocious flame giant snake broke through Liu Xinchen's protective mana and bit him hard on his head.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Until this moment, everyone knew that Liu Xinchen had lost. The miracle that people secretly expect will never happen again.

With a wave of the leader's big sleeve, a strong force rushed at Song Fei's fire snake. The seemingly ferocious fire snake disappeared directly into Mars under the leader's big sleeve.

Then, the leader Lang said, "the quota of Wang Yi's participation in the war should be reserved, and the past should not be investigated. All the disciples participating in the battle of Tianjiao go out and the elders stay."

Song Fei glanced at Liu Xinchen, whose face became pale, turned around and strode away towards the courtyard where the disciples rested.

Next to the meeting hall where the leader lives, there are always 100 small courtyards for the 100 disciples who participated in the battle of Tianjiao. Song Fei found the most luxurious courtyard and directly stepped in.

In the yard, dozens of young people were talking and laughing. When they saw Song Fei who had just entered the yard, all their original smiles were fixed on their faces. One young man even shouted: "Wang Yi, this is the place for senior brother Nangong to practice, not you."

"Does a disciple on the vice peak dare to enter the courtyard of our main peak disciples, so he doesn't have eyes?" a young disciple looked at Wang Yi and sneered.

As the core disciple on the main peak of the nine peaks, he always despises the disciples on other peaks, just as the disciples on other peaks despise the disciples of affiliated sects.

In addition, Wang Yi had a bad reputation, so when he saw him step into the yard originally reserved by the disciples of the main peak, he immediately spoke unkindly to him.

The so-called senior brother Nangong is the xuanjing disciple on the main peak. He was the first person to participate in the Tianjiao disciple war.

However, Song Fei has made a high profile this time. There is no need to hide his head and show his tail and continue to play a low-key role. He simply keeps a high profile all the way.

The cold eyes glanced at the people, and all of them suddenly felt cold behind them, a feeling of being stared at by poisonous snakes.

Then Song Fei said coldly, "the master hasn't spoken yet. What's the hurry of you dog legs." after that, he strode towards the direction of the secret room.

"Stop!" a young man stood in front of Song Fei and said contemptuously to Song Fei, "don't think you're lucky to enter the preliminaries of the battle of Tianjiao, so don't pay attention to everyone and get out of here."

Song Fei glanced coldly. The young man was defeated by his own men when competing in the sect. At that time, he was unconvinced. This time, he found an excuse and seemed to want to Fight Song Fei again.

Song Fei clapped it out and patted the young man in front of him.

"How can I defeat you this time?" the young man gave a roar, then gathered all his mana, gathered it on the flying sword and cut it towards Song Fei.

Everyone looked at the battle between Song Fei and the young man like watching a good play. If the young man was defeated, there was nothing. Originally, he had been defeated by Wang Yi. If Wang Yi was defeated, even if he participated in the battle of Tianjiao, I'm afraid all the reputation he gained this time will be taken away by the young man who fought with him.

It looks like a group of hot-blooded youth, among which there are many careful thoughts.

Song Fei could not see the careful thinking of the people in front of him, but the sneer on his face was even worse. He looked coldly at the palm of his hand covering the young man in front of him.

All the faces that used to watch a good play suddenly showed a strong expression of surprise. The young people who used to be weaker than Wang Yi were photographed by Wang Yi without resistance this time, and were pressed on the ground by Wang Yi's palm condensed with magic power to spit blood.

Obviously, there is a great disparity in the balance of power this time.

"Stop!" outside the courtyard, there was a loud drink. A young man in white appeared at the door and shouted, "what's going on?"

"It's senior brother Nangong!"

"Senior brother Nangong is back."

The crowd quickly ran to the door, and someone said what had just happened in the ear of the young man in white.

After hearing this, the young man in white stared at Song Fei's face and said with a sneer: "so, Wang Yi, you want to take my practice place?"