The top of the wind-frost mountain range with the wind and snow.

At this moment, there was no other sound except the howling sound of the wind.

Everyone stared blankly at the back seat, enjoying the cup of hot tea that Zhao Lin filled him.

A strong man in the Divine Human Realm made tea in just a blink of an eye. Ling Jianchen asked Zhao Lin to start cooking tea. When he killed Zhao Chong and returned to his seat, the pot of tea in Zhao Lin's hand was barely boiling.

"Okay, so fast!"

“So strong…”

"That pot of tea has just boiled. A powerful man from the second level of the God-Man Realm was killed by him. It's incredible!"

The strong men looked shocked.

The face of the Lord of the Gun God Temple was extremely hard to see, and he wished he could chop Ling Jianchen into meat sauce with his own hands. Zhao Chong was his most proud disciple and was even given to the surname Zhao by him.

High hopes.

I am preparing to inherit the Gun Temple to his heirs in the future!

result……

However, he was killed instantly by Ling Jianchen!

"How strong is this kid?" The Lord of the Gun Temple looked at Ling Jianchen resentfully.

He had fought with Ling Jianchen before, but he was just like a dragonfly.

I don't have a deep understanding.

Because of this...

Only then would he send Zhao Chong up to challenge Ling Jianchen.

"Tsk tsk, Master of the Gun God Temple, your deputy master was taken as a slave by Ling Jianchen, and his personal disciples were brutally killed. You are still as stable as Mount Tai and indifferent. I admire this concentration!" Yun Dian's voice echoed in the sky.

The Lord of the Gun Temple twitched slightly and glared at Yun Dian fiercely.

This damn old guy.

Several times and repeated provocations.

It's simply hateful!

but……

Now the Lord of the Gun God Temple is in a difficult situation. As Yun Dian said, his deputy Lord Zhao Lin has become Ling Jianchen's slave, and he was still respectfully pouring tea for Ling Jianchen.

His personal disciple Zhao Chong also died at the hands of Ling Jianchen.

If he doesn't take action, he will never be able to raise his head in front of the powerful people in the Tianling Realm in the future.

Just think of this.

The Lord of the Gun Temple took a deep breath, rose up, and jumped on the ring. The spear behind him buzzed, and the Lord of the Gun Temple was as tall as if he was fusing with the spear.

His eyes were cold and fell on Ling Jianchen: "Ling Jianchen, you are too bullying. Today, I will take the head of your neck and comfort my disciple's spirit in heaven!"

Ling Jianchen glanced at him and said lightly: "You are not my opponent!"

If it was before...

Ling Jianchen dared to speak like this and had already been drowned by spit, but after seeing him defeating the Silver-winged Roc and killing Zhao Chong in seconds, everyone did not dare to look down on him anymore.

The Lord of the Gun Temple's face was blue and white, and he was extremely humiliated.

His dignified Gun Temple Lord took the initiative to challenge him, and Ling Jianchen was too lazy to take action. He sent him away with a word that you are no match for me?

"Damn bastard, I must crush your bones and raise them ashes..." The master of the Gun Temple clenched his teeth and roared in his heart.

Yun Dian let out a sarcastic laughter and carried out the provocation to the end: "Master of the Gun Temple, if anyone dares to humiliate me like this, it will definitely not be able to bear it."

"Shut up!"

The Lord of the Gun Temple shouted angrily, his sinister eyes fell on Ling Jianchen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Jianchen, come up and fight. Today, either you die or I die!"

"I said you are not my opponent, why bother to seek death?" Ling Jianchen shook his head gently.

The words have not ended.

His figure had appeared on the arena, swallowing many spiritual medicines to restore qi and blood, and the qi and blood he had consumed were also restored to 70% or 80%. His face was much rosy at this moment, and his qi and blood were like pillars, rising into the sky.

boom!

Two completely different auras collided in the void, and a deafening roar broke out.

"Naran, who do you think they can win?" The madman looked at Nalan Hai with a smile and asked.

Nalan Hai narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who had already fought and fought in a group, saying in a deep voice: "Although Ling Jianchen was only just entering the Divine Human Realm, his combat power is not weaker than the fourth level of the Divine Human Realm. The Master of the Spear Temple is better at cultivation, but I still feel that Ling Jianchen has a greater chance of winning!"

The madman nodded and looked at Ling Jianchen with a look of admiration: "Heroes are young! I think I have been practicing hard for tens of thousands of years, and with the help of my master, I have reached the fifth level of the God-Man Realm. And Ling Jianchen is only twenty years old? He already has such combat power, and there are talents in the world to come out!"

Nalan Hai smiled and said, "Ling Jianchen's talent is indeed terrible, but you and I have the help of our master. Who can go further in the future is not sure!"

"You are right, the master is behind it..." The madman suddenly stopped, but the light in his eyes was flashing.

Among the crowd.

Yun Dian tapped the Erhu gently with his fingers, staring at the two people fighting fiercely on the ring, a cold look appeared in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I was wrong. Ling Jianchen's strength was so strong. The trash of the Lord of the Gun God Temple probably couldn't beat him. It seems that he can only give up this piece!"

A wisp of white smoke appeared in his erhu, condensed into the appearance of a villain, some villain similar to the Lord of the Gun Temple was held in Yun Dian's palm.

at the same time……

On the ring.

The Lord of the Gun Temple held a long spear in his hand, and the gun was dazzling and came out of nowhere.

The sharp gun lights flashed with a bright luster, like the stars in the dark, blooming with an extremely dazzling light. Countless gun lights broke through the sky, like a meteor shower crossing the sky: "Rampage meteor!"

This is a divine martial art that surpasses the heavenly level.

Once you take action, the sun and the moon are gone, and the sky and the earth seem to collapse.

Ling Jianchen stood proudly, holding the knife in one hand, and the human sword united: "Chaos are just beginning!"

Swish!

The pitch-black spherical blade light slashed out with the blade. The spherical blade light was growing and falling, and black thunders were spread all around the blade light. The terrifying blade easily cut the void.

When this move appeared, the heaven and earth instantly turned into darkness.

It's like returning to chaos.

"What's going on?"

"I can't see anything..." A burst of exclamations suddenly echoed in the crowd.

You should know that all the powerful people here are in the divine realm, and even the divine realm, have excellent eyesight. Even in the dark, they can see things from miles away, but now they can't see anything.

The same is true for the Lord of the Gun Temple.

Ling Jianchen's move, chaos first opened, but a trace of dark origin was integrated into the power.

Darkness comes, and all light retreats!

"Damn it, where is Ling Jianchen? I can't see anything..." The Lord of the Gun God Temple was sweating profusely.

Sudden……

A bright light appeared in front of him, a sword light coming from afar.

"not good!"

The Lord of the Gun Temple changed his face, swept his spear and stabbed towards the sword.

Bang!

Knives and guns collided.

The violent force formed a crushing force, and amid the crisp banging sound, the spear burst. The knife light fell on the spear with a thunderous sound, and the huge force shook, causing the Spear Temple Lord to explode with a bang and the spear flew backwards.

Ling Jianchen flashed, and the Broken Sky Knife was placed on his neck: "You, you lost!"

"I, I lost? I actually lost?" The Lord of the Gun Temple looked desperate and confused. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, with a hint of bitterness, and was about to admit defeat.

But at this moment...

Yun Dian in the crowd suddenly grabbed his palm, and the villain exploded with a bang.

at the same time.

The depressedness and despair on the Lord of the Gun Temple were swept away, replaced by hysterical madness.

The eyes surged blood red, and their breathing was particularly heavy. They grabbed the long sword with their hands, and hysterical madness appeared in their eyes. They roared, "Abstaining defeat? Hahaha, I can't admit defeat even if I die. Ling Jianchen, die with me, hahahaha!"

Buzz!

His body was constantly expanding, and the Lord of the Temple of the Gun was about to explode!

"Self-explosion?"

Ling Jianchen's expression changed. The Lord of the Gun Temple was about to admit defeat, but suddenly exploded. The sudden change also shocked him. But at this moment, Ling Jianchen tried to chop the Lord of the Gun Temple to fly out.
To be continued...