The Ling family, where Ling Yang lives, was originally just a small and unknown family in the "Northern Desert City".
One day later, the young Ling Yang went hunting in the mountains and accidentally fell into an abyss. By chance, he actually obtained the "martial arts inheritance" left by his predecessors, and his cultivation level jumped from the sixth level of Xuanmai to the sixth level.
Jumped to a low-level profound practitioner.
Under the leadership of Ling Yang, the Ling family has gradually developed into the largest family in "Bei Mo City". It can be said that the reason why the Ling family is what it is today is entirely due to Ling Yang.
The brass flat mirror in Ling Yang's hand was the 'treasure' he obtained in the abyss.
Ye Junlin looked at the bronze mirror, and an uncomfortable feeling suddenly emerged in his heart. The young man frowned, and immediately raised the 'Bronze Broad-edged Sword' in his hand.
Don't hesitate, fight quickly.
The giant cyan sword drew an arc in the air, and appeared in front of Ling Yang the next moment.
Ling Yang was startled, and black mysterious energy suddenly surged on the brass mirror in his hand. This mysterious energy seemed to have spirituality. Before Ye Junlin's giant sword could be seen, it actually formed a black shield, blocking Ling Yang's body.
In front of Yang.
"You guys, step back." Ling Yang shouted to the people behind him, clenching the bronze mirror in his hand tighter.
"Qiang!"
Ye Junlin's 'bronze broad-edged sword' struck the 'black shield', sparking sparks. The black profound energy summoned by Ling Yang seemed to have materialized and became extremely hard.
Ye Junlin pulled away and jumped back. The giant sword in his hand changed in vain, from slashing to stabbing, and stabbed towards the black shield again.
"Qiang!"
The sword and shield intersected, and there was another metallic sound. The black shield remained motionless, still standing like a mountain.
Ye Junlin's brows wrinkled again.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged at this moment. Countless colorful profound energies centered on Ye Junlin formed a huge vortex, stirring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Next, nine sword lights of various colors turned into nine flying knives, and they shot out as Ye Junlin swung his giant sword.
"Continuous stabbing sword technique!"
Ye Junlin's giant sword suddenly shot out, and the nine 'flying knives' became 'brave', like a long snake roaring and an eagle striking the sky.
The nine handles flew and hit the black shield, making bursts of 'ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping.
It flashes and emits various colors of light, which is really beautiful.
But what’s the use of looking good.
These nine sword rays were like moths fluttering into the fire. After a moment of fluttering, they disappeared without a trace.
And that black shield is still as strong as an iceberg.
Ye Junlin was even more surprised. The giant sword in his hand suddenly tightened, and the sword energy surged at this moment.
The young man was seen holding the giant sword in both hands, gritting his teeth. The giant sword was suddenly raised, then suddenly dropped, and he swung down hard at the black shield like a violent storm.
Every blow seemed to use up all his strength, every blow seemed to move the mountains, and the rivers surged, as powerful as the wind, and as powerful as lifting a cauldron!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
On the surface of the black shield, there were constant loud roaring sounds. Ling Yang, who was hiding under the shield, held the brass flat mirror tightly.
Although the black shield helped him withstand most of the attacks, the powerful impact of the attack still hit him hard through the shield.
Ling Yang's thin body withstood repeated impacts as heavy as mountains, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered. His rosy face disappeared, and a pale color slowly covered his face.
.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The giant sword struck the shield like a drumstick striking a drum, and the sound stirred up the hearts of everyone...
After a long time, Ye Junlin's offensive finally began to weaken. Ling Yang's expression softened a bit, but the huge impact was still too much for him. He could still only hide under the black shield like a turtle, no matter what
Dare to move even an inch.
At this time, the Ling family and others were shocked.
In their memories, their family leader Ling Yang had gone through dozens of battles, big and small, and had never been beaten as hard as he was today.
Ling Jin was even more surprised and couldn't help but look at the murderous young man in disbelief. He knew that this time he was in trouble.
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As time went by, Ye Junlin's attack speed slowed down little by little, and his offensive was much weaker than before. The continuous attacks consumed too much of his profound energy. If this continues, he may not be able to hold on for long.
My profound energy is about to be exhausted.
Thinking of this, Ye Junlin suddenly jumped back and stopped his offensive.
Ling Yang only felt that the momentum in front suddenly dropped, and the air seemed to have softened a lot. In previous battles, Ling Yang usually used the protection of the "black shield" to launch "stormy" attacks on others.
But this time it was completely reversed. Under the young man's attack, he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. It was difficult to defend, so why attack?
Ye Junlin stood about ten feet away from Ling Yang, breathing heavily. The previous attack consumed most of his profound energy, but failed to cause any damage to the 'black shield'.
He couldn't help but be surprised.
Compared to Ye Junlin, Ling Yang is not much better. During the defense process, he needs to continuously inject mysterious energy into the brass flat mirror to repair the loss of the black shield. In this process
Among them, his consumption of profound energy may not be less than that of Ye Junlin.
The two warriors, old and young, were breathing heavily and looking at each other, but neither of them launched an attack.
My Xuan Qi is almost exhausted, and I’m still spanking!
At this moment, the lean old man behind Ling Yang suddenly came forward and said to Ling Yang: "Master, do you want me to come?"
Ling Yang nodded, seemingly giving up on the 'one-on-one duel' tradition, and agreed to the old man's proposal.
Indeed, if your life is almost gone, how can you care about the 'heroic demeanor'!
The old man received Ling Yang's permission, a smile appeared on his face, and he secretly thought in his heart: Even if the tiger is exhausted, what lethality can it still have?
Thinking of this, the obscene smile on the old man's face became even stronger, and a black iron scimitar instantly appeared in his hand.
For ordinary warriors, it will take at least a day or two to recover when the profound energy is exhausted. But the mysterious technique Ye Junlin cultivates is the top-level "Sword God Art", and its recovery speed is one-third that of ordinary mysterious techniques.
Ten thousand times more.
Ye Junlin looked at the wretched old man, and the 'Sword God Technique' secretly began to operate. Suddenly, spiritual energy from all over the sky, centered on Ye Junlin, poured in continuously.
A vortex formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth appeared out of thin air. This vortex, wrapped in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was injected into Ye Junlin's Tianling Cap.
In just an instant, the profound energy in Ye Junlin's body returned to its full state.
When the wretched old man saw this scene, his eyes and mouth opened wide, and the scimitar in his hand couldn't help but tremble.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" Ye Junlin said, his eyes filled with endless murderous intent. He held the 'bronze broad-edged sword' in his left hand and walked towards the old man step by step...