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Chapter Ninety-fifth

"I've hit it!"

Yang Fu looked happy, but his face changed drastically the next moment.

He felt like he was hitting an unshakable mountain with a punch, his entire arm was broken, and an irresistible recoil force came, shaking him away!

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Fu flew backwards faster than before, but Jiang Ling stood there without retreating!

boom--

Yang Fu hit a hundred feet away and broke out a huge pit!

As for Jiang Ling, he looked calm and gentle, as if just a breeze was blowing by.

"How is this possible?!"

Everyone exclaimed in disbelief. Yang Fu's strength is not weak, and he is already at the level of the late stage of the innate stage. As a result, Jiang Ling didn't move for a moment, and even his spiritual power was useless. He blocked the full-strength attack of the late stage of the innate stage by his body alone!

"Haha, let's just let it go if you come up and scratch me."

Shangguan Zhaixing's face condensed. Jiang Ling showed some of his strength at Juxian Villa last time, but to this day, he still has no accurate judgment, but what is certain is that this person is very strong!

"I'll give it a try."

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng of the Tianjian Sect walked up with his sword in his hand.

"It's Zhang Sanfeng. He is a master of swords. He ranks among the top among the younger generation of Qingshan County. I wonder if he can beat Jiang Ling?"

"It must be possible. The Daqian Sword Sect is just an affiliated sect of the Tianjian Sect."

"I can't say it, let's watch."

Everyone held their own opinions, but they were all interested in the competition between Zhang Sanfeng and Jiang Ling.

"It turns out it's Senior Brother Zhang, who is indifferent to respect."

Jiang Ling smiled brightly, and a top-quality spiritual sword that had not been unsheathed appeared in his hand.

"I'll ask Junior Brother Jiang for advice on Jiandao."

Zhang Sanfeng's face was serious. Before the sword was unsheathed, a sword energy was already raging in the field.

"Haha, then please ask Senior Brother Zhang to draw his sword."

"Junior Brother Jiang, you have the qualifications to let me draw my sword, look at the sword!"

Zhang Sanfeng's sword suddenly unsheathed, and the sword shadows were densely packed, and the sharp aura made people feel cold on their backs.

But almost as Zhang Sanfeng drew his sword, Jiang Ling also drew his sword!

Zhang Sanfeng still had traces to follow when he came out of his sword, but Jiang Ling's appearance was like a gust of wind blowing, and he could not find any traces.

The next breath, the two of them put their swords into the sheath at the same time, and each stood still.

Most of them were confused. They didn't even see the two of them clearly, which was too fast!

"Just now, Senior Brother Zhang took out his sword 222 times in one breath, and Jiang Ling..."

Ren Tianxing said this, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Three hundred swords in one breath!"

As soon as he finished speaking, sword marks continued to appear on the ground under Zhang Sanfeng's feet, forming the word "Dao"!

Everyone took a breath, and now the best is right!

Many people thought that Jiang Ling had such profound attainments in swordsmanship and surpassed Zhang Sanfeng, who was famous for his artistic conception of speed!

The top-grade spiritual sword disappeared in his hand, Jiang Ling continued to stand with his hands behind his back and said lightly:

"Next."

"Sword Hu Zong Tian Liang is here to ask for advice!"

A congenital peak disciple of the Sword Hu Sect came out.

Then, he took off the gourd on his waist, and a sword energy that was even more sharp than before was floating in the air.

"He is a disciple of the Sword Hu Sect!"

"The sword-hu Sect's sword-like way is unparalleled. In terms of attack, there are probably few inheritances that can surpass them."

"I don't know if Jiang Ling can handle it."

...

"Get out the sword." Jiang Ling said lightly.

At this moment, Jiang Ling stood before the heroes, and his cynical temperament had disappeared without a trace.

If he was introverted in the past, then he would be very sharp now!

Tian Liang's eyes were solemn and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

"Sword slashes the river!"

As Tian Liang shouted loudly, a sharp sword energy flew out of the sword gourd in his hand, and a solemn aura spread all over the world. People who were close to him felt that their faces were shaved and painful.

"It's true that it's the Sword Hu Sect. I'm afraid that few people can easily take on such a killing power in the Golden Pill Stage!"

Everyone was shocked by Tian Liang's strength, and at the same time they knew the difference between them and the disciples of top sects!

Jiang Ling faced this solemn sword energy with no expression on his face, then took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"break--"

boom--

It was obvious that just a loud shout, but everyone felt a thunder explode in their ears, and the clouds in the sky were instantly shaken away!

Also shocked was Tian Liang's amazing sword energy!

Tian Liang was the first to be hit, bleeding from his seven orifices on the spot, and fainted on the ground!

"This...how is this possible?"

Everyone was even more incredible at this moment. Such a terrifying sword energy was actually dispersed by a roar!

How strong does this need to be done?

But doesn’t Jiang Ling only have the middle stage of innate cultivation?

"It's spiritual power, extremely strong spiritual power, which shocked the sword energy!" Shangguan Zhaixing said in a deep voice.

He could do it even if he wanted to break the sword energy just now, but it was definitely not as relaxed as Jiang Ling. It required extremely strong spiritual power to do it, but where did the innate stage have such strong spiritual power?

Naturally, he didn't know that Jiang Ling needed no more than a thousand times more cultivation resources than a warrior of the same realm!

Therefore, whether it is physical strength or spiritual power storage, it cannot be measured by realm.

"Liu Sect, the disciples of the noble sect are showing their power. What you hide is so deep."

“Where do it.”

"Sect Master Liu, the strength of the disciples of the sect, this time the leader is firmly in his position. Last time, he was suppressed by the Shangguan family, and our sects were all blind. This time, we finally won a game back."

“Where do it.”

"Sect Master Liu, the disciples of the noble sect are truly a genius. I don't know if there is a Taoist couple. I have a granddaughter who is here to be a man of the boudoir. I am talented and wise, I don't know about Sect Master Liu..."

“Where do it.”

"My granddaughter is now..."

"Where's the bullshit!"

Elder Li glared at Master Liu, causing the latter's mouth to twitch. This was just a misunderstanding...

...

"Next."

Jiang Ling stood there with his hands behind his back. From the beginning to the present, his steps have never moved a single step, as if it is unshakable!

Now, among the younger generation, he can be said to be unshakable.

However, finally, some people can't sit still.

"Shangguan Zhaixing, come and learn about Fellow Daoist Jiang's tricks!"

Seeing Shangguan Zhaixing finally walked out, everyone's eyes lit up, and this was the moment they were waiting for!

Although Jiang Ling is strong, Shangguan Zhaixing's performance in Wanyin Cave should not be underestimated. The competition between the two may be the top contest among the decent younger generation of Qingshan County!

"So it's fellow Taoist Shangguan. I haven't seen you for a long time. I don't know how many spirit stones I have earned?" Jiang Ling said with a smile.

Everyone fell down.

Shangguan Zhaixing's mouth twitched, and his forehead was beating. It was obvious that he remembered some bad memories.

But soon, his face turned as usual, and he showed a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang was joking. Come and ask for advice. Can you decide the outcome in one move like those games just now?"
Chapter completed!
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