The disciples of the Firmament Sect who had just stepped into the tent did not know that a few sharp swords were slashing towards them, and they raised their long swords one after another to greet them. "Bell, bell, bell" a few times, the long sword in their hands broke in response, and just as they were stunned and frightened, a handsome and masculine face appeared in front of their eyes, and then they saw the young man raise a sunny smile, but the sword in his hand was even more prosperous.

Several screams rang out, and the few Firmament Sect disciples who broke into the tent were immediately slashed away by the sword in Ling Tianyun's hand, and several people broke through the tent and fell to the ground. "Damn" Zhuo Qingchen shouted angrily, he only remembered that Ye Yinfeng appeared here at this time, then another teenager should also be here, he didn't expect his own fellow to be slashed away by Ling Tianyun so easily.

"The miscellaneous hairs of the Firmament Gate, you Ling Ye is here, and if you have a seed, you will rush in again." Ling Tianyun raised his sword with his left hand on his waist and fiercely shouted at the stunned Firmament Sect disciple outside the tent. When Zhuo Qingchen heard this, he was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the jade flute in his hand turned into an afterimage and attacked Ye Yinfeng, and Ye Yinfeng blocked the jade flute in his hand like an iron sword in his hand like a willow breeze.

"Who is the rat, dare to come to the firmament gate station to make trouble" A loud shout like spring thunder spread, and then a middle-aged Taoist priest rushed out of the tent, and he came directly to the outside of the tent. When he saw those Firmament Sect disciples who were rolling on the ground and wailing, his eyes shot out with raging anger. He looked at the Firmament Sect disciple who was hesitant with his long sword in hand, a nameless anger filled his chest, and he rushed towards the tent with the whisk of dust.

Ling Tianyun saw someone rushing in, he decisively raised his knife and slashed at that person, and a brilliant sword slashed through the dark space and roared towards that person. And as soon as the dust in the man's hand was raised, the filament that stirred up and opened instantly surrounded the gorgeous sword, Ling Tianyun only felt a powerful suction force suck the treasure knife in his hand, his heart was shocked, and the roaring Jiuyang True Qi surged wildly, and the blazing True Qi spread out, but he also saw the man's face clearly.

"It turned out to be you two boys, I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to send you to death." That person Huo Ran was a jade warrior, and with a wave of dust in his hand, the huge suction force almost sucked the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand. And although Ling Tianyun was shocked in his heart, he didn't have any panic, the true qi in the dantian gushed out, and his feet stood firmly like roots, and the treasure knife in his hand flipped over and slashed towards the filament wrapped around the knife.

With a "hiss", several white threads were cut off by the treasure knife, and Yu Zhanzi was even more angry, the dust in his hand shook, and the dust swept towards Ling Tianyun like an exploding white gas. And the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand burst out with a thousand zhang of sword, and his feet sank, and the treasure knife raised and slashed away. The dust that turned into countless white threads churned up, and the surging energy struck with the sword in Ling Tianyun's hand.

There were several sharp and piercing sounds, and the residual energy burst out like arrows, and with a "bang", the tent was overturned by the strength of the two of them. Yu Zhanzi and Ling Tianyun each took a few steps back, and then they stabilized their bodies, and their eyes showed a look of surprise, but in a flash, Ling Tianyun's momentum was like a tiger sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, and waving like a swift wind. The wrong footwork under his feet stepped on and stepped on, and the sword wind rose up. Yu Zhanzi's face changed slightly, and the dust in his hand turned into ten thousand white rays and greeted the treasure knife.

Turning sharply like wind and lightning, the treasure knife in Ling Tianyun's hand pierced through the ten thousand white threads, but his figure had already fallen behind Yu Zhanzi. The iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand reappeared, and several sword rays shot towards Zhuo Qingchen like rain, making Zhuo Qingchen's face change, and the jade flute in his hand condensed several jasper-like rays of light, he spun around, and Ye Yinfeng staggered, the sword left a sword mark on his placket, and Ye Yinfeng's sleeve also had a few tiny holes.

The waves rushed up, the wind howled in all directions, and the overturned tent was torn open by the remnants of the energy, and the scene was a mess. Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng stood side by side, their eyes did not show any fear, but instead raised their chests and looked at the people of the Firmament Gate. Twenty or thirty Firmament Sect disciples surrounded the two of them, and their eyes showed incomprehension and resentment.

There are several Firmament Sect disciples who have already lost their breath of life, "Elder, there are still a few disciples in that tent who were killed by these two thieves, please avenge the fellow disciples." Several disciples of the Firmament Gate checked another tent, and they ran to report to Yu Zhanzi with panicked faces. When Yu Zhanzi heard this, his face became even more pale, he didn't expect Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng to be so crazy.

"You two thieves, you actually did harm to the ordinary disciples of my Firmament Sect, and this account will not make up for your crimes even if you are crushed and scattered." The dust in Yu Zhanzi's hand swept away and said fiercely. He was even more painful in his heart, these disciples were brought out by him, but they were killed by these two boys, how could he explain to the Firmament Gate, even if he killed them, he couldn't make up for the loss of the Firmament Gate.

"Old Zamao, you still have a face, your Sky Gate has listed us as the ones who must be killed, do we still have to be polite to you. If you do the first year of junior high school, we can't do the fifteenth, it's a big joke. Ling Tianyun said unceremoniously with the treasure knife in his hand.

"You ......" Yu Zhanzi was so angry by Ling Tianyun's words that he was speechless for a while, he opened his eyes angrily and pointed at the other party with a dust.

"Why, old Zamao, as an elder, do you want to embarrass our juniors, aren't you afraid that speaking out will damage the reputation of your Sky Gate. The small ones can't be beaten, so the old ones come, the Firmament Gate is capable of this, and it is also known as the head of the four ancient martial arts sects, I think that in terms of shamelessness, your Firmament Gate can indeed be called the first. Ling Tianyun said-for-tat with his sword.

"You two thieves, kill my fellow disciple brothers, and dare to speak out here. Your methods are so cruel at such a young age, and they are not tolerated by heaven and earth, Ye Yinfeng, do you dare to fight with me openly, no matter whether you win or lose, you will only decide life and death. The jade flute in Zhuo Qingchen's hand shouted as soon as Ye Yinfeng shouted. At present, he is the only disciple of the Firmament Sect who has the strength to compete with Ye and Ling, and the other disciples have limited talent and insufficient strength.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what's above board, you still have to be faceless. In addition to laying layers of siege in this Huangquan Town, your Sky Gate also planted heavy troops to guard the entrance to the valley of Linglong Valley, in order to prevent us from entering the valley smoothly. Zhuo Qingchen, you claim to be as famous as Zuo Qingshan, but your courage and mind are really a little worse than Zuo Qingshan, it's not that I, Ling Tianyun, despise you, but you really can't. Ling Tianyun stopped Ye Yinfeng's answer, and he shouted at the other party.

"Ling Tianyun, you are less proud, you have the ability to fight with me, how about it?" Zhuo Qingchen's face turned cold, and the jade flute in his hand suddenly burst out with ten thousand rays of ghostly light. He has always been arrogant, where can he stand Ling Tianyun's sarcasm, especially when he compares Zuo Qingshan with himself.

"Lao Tzu is afraid of you, isn't it just a little song that shows off the rhythm of wind and snow, and what is the 'Blue Sea Tide Song', which is so magnificent. Today, someone broke your broken song with applause, and Lao Tzu broke the song with it, how about it? Ling Tianyun said without fear.

"Okay, tonight, let's meet you for a while." Zhuo Qingchen said in a cold voice, and the jade flute in his middle rippled with a layer of faint light, like the tide of the sea. I saw the jade flute in his hand wave, and the jade flute suddenly made a faint sound, and then the jade flute in his hand was placed horizontally under his lips, and the sound of the flute was short and urgent, and there were bursts of waves surging in an instant.

"The river is like a dragon, the mountains are like a tiger...... the sword in Ling Tianyun's hand was raised, and the swords that stirred up rose one after another, and at the same time, the rough and heroic song in his mouth resounded through the sky. However, his body movement was faster and faster, and the treasure knife in his hand turned into several shadows and slashed towards Zhuo Qingchen, who was standing in the night, and the sound of the flute was faintly filled with layers of waves, and the actual sound wave blocked Ling Tianyun's slashing sword.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this, he knew that Ling Tianyun's almost shouting tune couldn't crack the other party's flute at all. The technique of sound rhythm is to use sound into a mysterious force to disturb the other party's mind, sound wave power through sound transmission from sound waves to emit great power, those who are not deep in internal force will be affected by it and lose their minds. But in addition to disturbing the mind, the power contained in the sound wave itself is also extremely terrifying, a powerful divine law can slaughter thousands of enemies, of course, the person who plays the music must also have a strong internal force support.

"Long howling and singing in the sky, long singing should cry, dragons and tigers leaping with bells and drums,......" Ling Tianyun's body was like a gale, and he sang the unknown song in his mouth while condensing a gorgeous sword and waving away. His voice is like a thousand powers, every word and every sentence is clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, although he sings the tune is not very good, but it makes people listen to a feeling of blood boiling.

The waves were surging, and suddenly the waves were stirring, and Zhuo Qingchen's flute changed again, becoming long and high. And Ling Tianyun seemed to feel that he was above the sea level of a huge wave, and the treasure knife in his hand split the huge waves that were surging layer by layer with a wave of the sword. The huge waves were monstrous, and the huge waves set off by the sea surged towards him, and the treasure knife in his hand also burst out with ten thousand brilliant swords.

"A sword cuts through the canopy of the sky, a blood is written in the history books of a thousand autumns, and the great task is painstakingly ,......" Ling Tianyun made a mistake under his feet, as if he was stepping on the layers of huge waves, he raised his knife and slashed and waved, and the huge waves turned into a splash of water boiling in the sky. And Zhuo Qingchen's face began to become a little flushed, and a knife cut through the huge waves and slashed at him, and he stepped under his feet, like an ethereal immortal walking on the waves.

"Standing tall as a man, showing his majesty as a husband, the sun and the moon are ups and downs, and the wind and clouds are spitting out ,......" Ling Tianyun's song became louder and louder, and his voice wanted to break through the sky. And the knife in his hand flashed, and his body slashed towards Zhuo Qingchen, who was as elegant as the wind. The sound of the flute permeated Ling Tianyun's mind with an invisible magic, but as soon as the high-pitched and heroic song in his mouth sounded, the sound of the flute turned into residual energy and overflowed everywhere.

"Raise your eyes to the countless rivers and mountains, look at the streamer and fly across, the sun and the moon rise and fall, the wind and clouds spit out ......" Ling Tianyun's voice became more and more urgent, and it became higher and higher. At the same time, his movements became faster and faster, and everyone saw one after another afterimages piercing through the vast night, condensing several brilliant sword rays towards Zhuo Qingchen. At this time, the sound of the flute also became rapid and loud, and the storm was about to come, and the sea surface was even bigger and more urgent.

"Boom" A spring thunder exploded, and everyone's eyes only felt that the flowing light was surging wildly, and the two figures were also separated. Ling Tianyun's clothes were messy, his hair was flying wildly, the treasure knife in his hand was clenched tightly in his hand, and his body maintained the movement of holding the knife and slashing forward, but he was motionless, as if he was frozen.

With a "wow", Zhuo Qingchen's face changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the jade flute in his hand was even more dull as before. The sleeves brushed the blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes were a little complicated, and his face became a little pale, but in the end he didn't say a word and turned away.