A sharp and majestic momentum filled the entire venue, and a solemn atmosphere filled the air.
The momentum of the two people was still rising slowly, and the terrifying and fierce momentum continued to collide with each other, causing smoke and dust to rise all over the sky.
"Bang!" There was a dull sound in the air again. The two of them were like cheetahs ready to attack, their sharp eyes always catching each other's flaws.
Suddenly, a wanton laughter came from the sky: "Hahaha... It seems that the Qingyun Sect's sect-protecting formation has not improved yet!"
When the loud laughter came, all the disciples were stunned. Their eyes were about to look into the sky involuntarily, and then their eyes condensed on the competition field, and they refused to blink again.
At this moment, the two people in Arena No. 1 seemed to be pulled by this energy. A sharp look flashed across Ling Xiao's eyes, and the knuckles of his right hand holding the sword hilt turned white, and they were laughing.
The moment the sound sounded, his right hand suddenly moved, and an extremely fierce and powerful momentum shot into the sky. The sword was unsheathed in an instant, and a dazzling sword light flashed across the sky.
Ye Feng was well prepared. The moment the laughter came, a flash of solemnity flashed in his pupils. Seeing Xiang Ling Xiao's right hand holding the sword hilt suddenly move, his pupils shrank instantly, and the fighting energy in his whole body circulated crazily, and instantly gathered on his right hand.
, a sharp and majestic momentum rose from the dragon scale knife in his hand, and a huge arc-shaped blade appeared on the sharp blade.
With black clothes flying around his body, Ye Feng's dragon-scaled sword in his right hand slashed down suddenly with an extremely sharp momentum. Wow, that huge but sharp arc-shaped sword cut through the sky.
"Bang!"
The two figures flashed past almost at the same time, and the world seemed to be darkened, leaving only the shining sword light and the sharp arc-shaped blade approaching and colliding instantly.
The two of them were separated as soon as they touched each other. Ye Feng's figure jumped back to the original place with a flick of his body. There was a solemn look in his eyes. There was a break on the right side of his right sleeve on his black clothes. The break was unusually neat, cutting off half of the sleeve.
, there was a thin wound under the sleeve, and blood was flowing out from the wound.
Xiang Lingxiao had sheathed his sword and looked quite calm. He put his left hand on his right shoulder. A trace of blood slowly seeped out from between his fingers, dyeing his left hand red.
The eyes of all the outer disciples were horrified. The battle that happened just now happened between lightning and flint. Their eyes did not catch the traces of the battle, but the battle was over, too fast! Both of them were covered in wounds.
, but it seems that Xiang Ling Xiao’s injuries were more serious.
Just as everyone was stunned, in the distance in the sky, a black spot appeared from far to near at an extremely fast speed. It magnified rapidly in everyone's eyes. It turned out to be an old man in black robe. The old man in black robe was extremely fast, flying in the air.
With a flash, he stood above the competition arena in an instant. Looking at the expressions of all the disciples, he couldn't help being slightly stunned. Standing in the void, his eyes keenly captured the two teenagers in the competition arena No. 1.
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On the huge platform, Yu Longxiang's eyes flashed and he murmured softly: "Are you finally here?"
Lu Zhenqun tapped his right hand on the chair, and his body immediately rose up from the ground. With a lightning shot, he jumped into the sky. His face was calm and he said with dignity: "Brother Han, what do you mean by this? Look at me as the Protector of the Qingyun Sect.
What is the formation?"
Lu Zhenqun's loud shout broke the calm, and all the disciples had just woken up from a dream. Who on earth dared to break into Qingyun Gate? Their eyes simultaneously looked at the old man in black robe high in the sky.
Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao both raised their eyes to look high in the sky.
High in the sky, the old man in black robe stood in the air, looking at Lu Zhenqun who was also standing in the air, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but he was not afraid, and said with a smile: "Don't dare, I heard Qingyun
The disciples are holding a ranking competition, and due to the obstruction of the sect-protecting formation, Han is very anxious and wants to try to see if your sect's sect-protecting formation has improved, but it makes Brother Lu laugh."
The old man in black robe is the Han Wentuo mentioned by Yu Longxiang.
Lu Zhenqun's eyes flashed with solemnity. Although the power of the sect-protecting formation was not triggered, Han Wentuo was able to break in so easily, which also surprised Lu Zhenqun. It seems that Han Laogui has gained strength again.
Ascension, no wonder he is so presumptuous.
Raising his eyebrows, Lu Zhenqun laughed loudly and said: "It's our honor for Brother Han to come and watch, but unfortunately, this ranking competition has ended right now. I wonder what else Brother Han can do?
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The Pingdang Sect is the second largest sect in the Wushang Empire. In recent years, it has been ranked lower than the Qingyun Sect. In order to compete for the first place, there are many open and secret fights on weekdays. However, after all, there is no quarrel. Lu Zhen
Although the group's words were polite, they also had a vague intention of driving people away.
Han Wentuo's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness, and he seemed to be a little regretful as he said: "It makes Han regretful that he did not witness the competition between the disciples of your sect."
Lu Zhenqun's eyes flashed with anger, but Han Wentuo did not act too much. There was still some contact between the two sects. Although he was impatient, it was not easy to chase people away directly. Moreover, there was something in Han Wentuo's words. Next,
Let’s get to the point.
Sure enough, Han Wentuo glanced at the many disciples below and said sinisterly: "I heard that the disciples of your sect are very outstanding, and my outer disciples of Pingdang Sect admired them very much after hearing that, and insisted on coming over to discuss with the disciples of your sect.
"Fan, in view of the enthusiasm of the disciples, Han couldn't resist, so he had to bring them over. I believe that many disciples of Qingyun Sect will not pee their pants in fear!"
Although Han Wentuo's words were not very loud, they were clearly heard by all the disciples. In an instant, all the disciples glared at Han Wentuo angrily.
However, since Han Wentuo could be called Old Ghost Han by Lu Zhenqun, his face was naturally cultivated to be unique. He still ignored him under the eyes of everyone and just looked at Lu Zhenqun with ill intentions.
Lu Zhenqun's face was slightly gloomy. At present, almost all the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect have failed, and their combat effectiveness has been affected to some extent. In addition, with the improvement of the strength of the outer disciples, even if they take healing drugs at this time, they will definitely not be able to do anything.
After recovering quickly, facing the next provocative battle can be said to be a disaster. Qingyun goalkeeper is in an extremely disadvantageous state. I think Han Laogui must have chosen this moment deliberately.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhenqun stared at Han Wentuo in front of him with an unsightly expression, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
That hint of murderous intent was instantly captured by Han Wentuo. Han Wentuo laughed: "Since Brother Lu dare not let the disciples of your sect go into battle, just pretend that Han didn't say it! It's just that the disciples of your sect can't bear it anymore.
I'm afraid they will turn into turtles sooner or later! Hahaha..."
If it was just a subtle invitation to fight, now it is a naked provocation.
The murderous intent in Lu Zhenqun's eyes was no longer concealed, a violent and violent momentum rose into the sky, and the majestic and fierce murderous intent surged towards Han Wentuo and suppressed it.