readx;? Without waiting for Han Junhong's golden spirit sword to be cut down, Ye Ling used the Wind Resisting Technique, as if a volley drew an afterimage, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

Han Junhong only felt that there was a 'flower' in front of him, and the golden spirit inlaid with the water 'essence' stone was cut into the air, and he couldn't help but be taken aback!

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity? Hehe! It's still far off!"

Behind Han Junhong, Ye Ling's cold voice came, almost bluffing his soul!

Ye Ling was casually looking at his special golden spirit sword with his divine sense, and thoughtfully compared it with the Southern Saint Sect refining pattern that he had read, as if he had an understanding. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the Tiandan Immortal 'Gate' ring, thousands of monks looked at each other, which of the two was stronger and which was weaker, just this one looked at each other, and made a judgment!

Zi Shan, who was practicing qi at the sixth level, saw that there was one left and one right beside her, He Jingsheng and Su Qin were all wide-eyed, looking at Ye Ling in the ring with almost admiration, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Hehe! Dumbfounded, right? Brother Ye's body is so fast, even I can't see it clearly!"

"Yes! When I was in Qingzhu Courtyard, Brother Ye ran the fastest. I always thought that his wind spirit root was outstanding, but later I learned that Brother Ye was a full spirit root cultivator, and he had eight kinds of spirit roots, and the wind spirit root was not much higher!

He Jingsheng sighed with emotion, based on this alone, he was ashamed of himself.

Li Bao, who was standing on the other side, saw that the master easily dodged the python slashing method of the eldest prince Han and the wild dance of the golden snake, and his heart was settled!

"It seems that the master's strength is also an outstanding powerhouse among the monks of the same level! Han Junhong relies on the power of the Han family, and he thinks how great he is, but it turns out that it is nothing more than that! He didn't even sweep the master's clothes, and he didn't even see the shadow, so he dared to shout at my lord with this little sesame grain ability?"

Li Bao was 'excited' and angry, and immediately instigated the surrounding inner 'door' disciples and coaxed under the ring: "Master Han! What kind of crazy python slashing method of yours, the golden snake dancing wildly, it is really gorgeous! Let me wait for an eye-opener, but it seems to be a 'flower' trick, and it is useless to look good!"

"Hahaha! Han Junhong, you can't even see the shadow of our Senior Brother Ye, come down as soon as possible! ”

They coaxed together, and Sun Erhu, who was in the pile of disciples of the 'Gate' outside the 'Medicine' Gu Sect, was not willing to be lonely, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Tsk, fellow Daoists from Fengqiao Town, come and see! The one wearing the green robe and brocade robe is the eldest son of the Han family in the west of the city, and he wants to challenge Senior Brother Ye Ling as soon as he enters the ring. Hehe, it's also a cultivation at the peak of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, this gap is too big!"

Han Junhong in the ring, his angry face was blue and white for a while, he was originally cowardly, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but at this time, in front of everyone's eyes, it was not possible not to be ruthless!

Han Junhong gritted his teeth and gritted his hands to clench the golden spirit sword, spreading his divine sense with all his might, adding twelve points of caution, so as to hit with one blow.

Seeing his nervous appearance, Ye Ling smiled secretly in his heart, and suddenly shot out the Shura Blood Blade on the ground, exuding a strong ferocious aura when he landed!

In the entire ring, the late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators who fought in pairs were all in their hearts, and they subconsciously looked at Ye Ling's Shura Blood Blade, and all of them 'pumped' a breath of cold air!

Han Junhong, who was extremely nervous, was the closest, and was almost bluffed by this monstrous fierce and vicious aura, and his hands and feet were unstable and fell off the Golden Spirit Sword, but his 'legs' and stomach were already trembling, and all the ruthlessness of Fang Cai was rushed out of the clouds by this evil aura.

All the monks under the ring widened their eyes and watched, all of them were attracted by Ye Ling's Shura Blood Blade, and the admiration was endless:

"This broken blade that is as red as blood, how much blood of demon beasts have to be drunk to have such a fierce breath!"

"Han Junhong's golden spirit sword inlaid with gold inlaid with 'jade', compared to Ye Ling's bloody broken blade, it is simply like a bamboo and wood sword played by children, where is it used to kill, it is purely an ornament!"

Even Liu Juntang, the elder of the Immortal 'Gate' Jindan, nodded with admiration to Ye Ling, a new disciple: "Strong, wear this blade!"

Seeing Han Junhong's beads of sweat dripping down, even the last trace of courage to do it was about to dissipate.

Ye Ling said coldly: "If you don't do it again, I'm going to do it!"

Han Junhong's face changed, his body suddenly flew backwards, and he took out a purple 'colored' vial from the storage bag and poured it into his mouth.

His small action couldn't avoid the divine sense of Elder Jindan Liu Juntang, but Elder Liu didn't stop it, but just said lightly: "This kind of spiritual liquid is considered a pill with rich spiritual energy, and it has no effect on the changes in cultivation and combat power, so it can be taken." Apprentice Ye, you have to be careful. ”

Ye Ling nodded, to deal with Han Junhong, there was no need to replenish mana at all!

Meng Chang under the ring also began to shout: "Brother Ye, don't give him time to swallow the spiritual liquid, let this kid also see your slashing method!"

"That's right! Han Junhong wore a superb equipment in vain, but he was so timid and cowardly, the senior brother beat him off the stage!"

Ye Ling smiled slightly: "Hehe, since the brothers want to see it, I'll let you see it clearly, Falling Moon Chop!"

As he spoke, Ye Ling's body moved, and the Shura Blood Blade slashed in the air, drawing an arc of the crescent!

Han Junhong was taken aback and hurriedly parried with the Golden Spirit Sword.

Vicissitudes!

The Golden Spirit Sword was broken in two, and the sword aura of the Falling Moon Slash was undiminished, and it continued to slash at Han Junhong's third-order top-grade fine scale armor, breaking a shocking opening!

Han Junhong was almost frightened, and was about to pat the storage bag and sacrifice a new magic weapon again, when Ye Ling's fiery fist shadow arrived like a shadow!

A violent fire aura hung in the fist shadow and the wind rushed towards the face!

"Ahh

While the regeneration shield was completely shattered, it saved his life, allowing him to recover from his injuries the moment he passed through the light curtain of the ring formation.

However, falling out of the ring in an instant, Han Junhong did not expect it, and fell heavily into the dust under the ring, falling into the mud.

Everyone laughed when they saw it, and Sun Erhu clapped his hands and said: "Tut, the dignified eldest son of the Han family actually threw himself to my five-body body, I can't afford this kind of big gift!"

With the help of the servants of the Han family, Han Junhong turned over and got up in embarrassment, 'touched' the front of the 'chest', and pinched his face.

Li Bao's stomach gushed with bad water, and he mocked: "Haha, Senior Brother Ye Ling's punch has made him stupid! He got up with a disgraced face, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he seemed to be still unsatisfied! Why don't we ask Senior Brother to come down and beat him again after he has won the mastership?"