A man dragged a big sword and walked grandly on the territory of the Fiery Sect.
Behind him, Zhang Shengli and Lin Lan walked leisurely.
The two tried to stay away from Ling Kuan so as not to affect his performance.
"What wave is this?" Zhang Shengli had a smile on his face and looked at Ling Kuan who was clashing with the Fire Sect disciples in front of him.
"It's the third wave!" Lin Lan smiled, and she, who had always been cautious, became a little crazy at this moment.
What Agni Fire Sect? What second-rate sect?
No matter what happens to the other party, fight first and then talk.
Bang!
Another person flew out and vomited blood. It was not the power of Ling Kuan's blow at all.
"That's too much!"
The number of disciples of the Agni Fire Sect gradually increased.
As the fighting became more and more intense, the disciples of the Agni Fire Sect soon knew that there was such a person, and he was now fighting all the way towards their sect.
"Little brother, does my Fire Sect have a grudge against you?"
"Have a grudge!"
Ling Kuan looked at the middle-aged man at the head with a smile on his face and answered simply and neatly.
"you……"
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm just here to fight today. You can follow the rules. You can go together. Next one!"
The middle-aged man's face was a bit ugly. He followed Ling Kuan and looked towards Zhang Shengli and Lin Lan not far away.
Especially Zhang Shengli, he couldn't see the depth of the other party, let alone the other party's intentions.
So he didn't dare to take action rashly, so he could only endure it forcefully.
The Fiery Fire Sect, a second-rate sect, was able to gain a foothold here not entirely because of its strength, but also because of its strict rules.
They rarely provoke powerful opponents. Otherwise, with their strength, how could they survive until now?
"Bu You, go and test his depth!" The middle-aged man frowned and shouted to a disciple next to him.
"Yes, master!"
The young disciple named Bu You slowly stepped forward, holding a long sword in his hand, and came to the opposite side of Ling Kuan.
"You, you can't!" Ling Kuan laughed and slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"To deal with you, one sword is enough."
"Arrogant!" The young man named Bu You was furious and rushed directly towards Ling Kuan.
The long sword in his hand showed several flowers, slashing, stabbing and slashing, and the various tricks were so gorgeous.
The overall strength has not yet been fully unleashed.
Ling Kuan's sword stood erect on the ground, dodging left and right.
Suddenly his eyes froze, the sword rose from the ground, he directly seized the opportunity and struck the opponent's body.
With another sword blow, Bu You flew out directly.
Also without using spiritual power, Bu You, who was in the innate realm, was completely unable to block the opponent's blow.
This time, the middle-aged man was shocked, and his face became very ugly when he looked at the young man in front of him.
"master!"
There was a trace of blood on the corner of Bu You's mouth, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, unable to move.
"Help him go down to rest first!" The middle-aged man frowned and slowly stepped forward.
"Young man, you can't be too crazy. Although our Fiery Fire Sect is not a first-rate sect, we are not stupid either. Now that you have broken into my sect, you must give an explanation."
As soon as he finished speaking, his aura surged, and his palms were filled with flames.
"Little tricks!"
Although Ling Kuan spoke unforgivingly, he was slightly nervous in his heart.
He is not so arrogant that he can fight against this middle-aged man without using his spiritual power.
The opponent is at least in the middle stage of Xiantian. It is impossible to defeat the opponent solely by relying on strength.
The moment the opponent rushed towards him, his whole body's spiritual power was unleashed, directly instilling it into his right hand.
At this moment, the originally heavy sword became lighter and more agile.
A sword flower stabbed out directly and collided with the opponent's fist.
choke!
His body was mortal, but sparks clashed with his sword.
However, Ling Kuan was smiling because the middle-aged man's right hand was shaking, but he was extremely relaxed.
"Master, senior brother, he..." Lin Lan looked at the field in surprise.
"He can still cope with the mid-level Xiantian. If it goes higher, he will suffer a loss."
The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously a strong man in the middle stage of innate life. Ling Kuan could indeed handle it, but he was already beginning to struggle.
This is indeed the way he plays now.
If he is not his opponent, he can knock the opponent to the ground in almost one round, which looks very domineering.
If he encounters something he can't handle, as long as the opponent can hold on for two or three rounds, his advantage will no longer exist.
The longer it takes, the more obvious his disadvantage becomes.
"Come again!"
Ling Kuan was still a little excited.
Maybe the other person doesn't know him, but he knows the other person.
An elder from the Liehuo Sect was much stronger than Elder Hong whom he had fought before.
But now he still has the upper hand. It is obvious that the training during this period has improved his strength a lot.
"Hmph, arrogant!"
The middle-aged man was also very angry. With his current strength, he actually fell behind when fighting against the opponent.
The speed began to increase, and this time he did not confront the opponent head-on, but started to deal with it.
"Dodging, do you think that's enough?"
Ling Kuan suddenly let go of the sword, his speed suddenly increased, his feet flew out, and he kicked the opponent directly on the back.
This sudden increase in speed prevented the middle-aged man from reacting for a moment. He was directly kicked in the back and his body fell back dozens of steps.
"Are you still hiding your strength?" The middle-aged man's face began to look ugly.
"Look at the sword!" Ling Kuan didn't answer, he pulled out the big sword on the ground and attacked the opponent again.
As a result, the other party started to get into trouble.
Because he was confused, there was no suspense in the battle, and the beating he received from Ling Kuan was miserable.
"Go and ask Elder Hong!"
At this time, the middle-aged man didn't care about the issue of face and started shouting at the disciple behind him.
At this moment, the big sword fell on him and knocked him away.
The sword has no edge, and Ling Kuan has no intention of killing anyone.
Therefore, hitting the opponent's body only caused internal injuries and did not kill the opponent.
"Hmph, the Fire Sect is so arrogant, but its strength is only like this!"
Ling Kuan sheathed his sword and stood up, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling quite proud.
With his own strength, he would have never been a match for the other party in the past.
But now, even one of the opponent's elders was defeated by his own sword.
If his father knew about it, he would be so happy that he would not be able to sleep.
The two sects were at odds with each other, but there was nothing they could do against each other.
There are small frictions, but they are all fights between disciples, but the top management checks and balances each other, and no one can do anything to the other.
What now?
He is a disciple of the Fengxing Sect, and the other party is a pretty strong elder of the Fiery Sect.
In this way, his Fengxing Sect would be a head taller than his opponent.
"Who dares to act wild in front of my sect?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from a distance, and the figure instantly arrived at the place where the incident occurred.