, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Senior Brother He Zhong is here!"
One of the sharp-eyed outer disciples exclaimed.
His voice also attracted the attention of everyone present.
Under the eyes of everyone, a tall young man with a sinister and handsome appearance walked towards him with the stride of a dragon and a tiger. He was dressed in green clothes, which made his whole person elegant and unrestrained.
"Senior Brother He Zhong."
The eyes of many outer sect female disciples shone like hungry wolves seeing their prey.
In the outer sect, many female disciples of the outer sect regard He Zhong as their 'dream lover'.
Many outer female disciples also frowned and said: "Compared to Senior Brother He Zhong, I still prefer Senior Brother Duan Lingtian... Senior Brother Duan Lingtian's handsomeness is masculine and handsome. But Senior Brother He Zhong's handsomeness is feminine. Femininely handsome.”
"That's right! Besides, I think Senior Brother Duan Lingtian is more handsome... I dreamed about him yesterday."
"I also dreamed about Senior Brother Duan Lingtian a few days ago. I also dreamed that he came to marry me with an eight-carriage sedan."
"Marry you? Stop dreaming! How can a monster genius like Senior Brother Duan Lingtian fall in love with a vulgar fan like you?"
"Tch! It sounds like Senior Brother Duan Lingtian likes you."
…
There were undoubtedly more female disciples from the outer sect who were partial to Duan Lingtian, and they immediately suppressed the voices of the female disciples from the outer sect who admired He Zhong.
Although Duan Lingcai had been in Yueyao Sect for more than three months, his several actions in Yueyao Sect shocked the entire outer sect.
In the history of Yueyao Sect's outer sect, there has never been a genius like Duan Lingtian.
"Hmph! Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables, and I like Senior Brother He Zhong."
An outer female disciple snorted dissatisfied.
Suddenly, a group of female disciples from the outer sect started making trouble again.
In the end, the group of outer sect female disciples who admired Duan Lingtian relied on their large numbers to overwhelm the group of outer sect female disciples who admired He Zhong in one fell swoop.
"snort!"
Although He Zhong didn't pay much attention to the 'competition' between the female disciples of the outer sect, he heard it.
For a moment, he snorted secretly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "Duan Lingtian, after today, you will be a useless person!"
"When the time comes, I want to see who else will admire you."
He Zhong's psychology was a little distorted.
In the past, he did not take the female disciples of the outer sect seriously. Even if they expressed their love to him, he just enjoyed the feeling and did not respond.
But now, seeing that most of the female disciples from the outer sect were leaning towards Duan Lingtian, he inevitably felt a little jealous.
It was as if his things had been taken away by Duan Lingtian.
"Senior Brother Duan is here!"
As an excited exclamation spread, the eyes that originally fell on He Zhong completely fell on the purple figure walking slowly towards the martial arts field.
This is a young man wearing purple clothes. He is tall and handsome, with a pair of sharp eyebrows and a bright and sunny smile on his face. Compared with the evil look on He Zhong's face, they are completely two extremes.
Looking at He Zhong's face makes people feel depressed.
Looking at Duan Lingtian's face, it felt like spring breeze.
"Is he Duan Lingtian? He is only thirty-five years old...so young!"
Among the group of inner disciples who came to watch the excitement, there were many people with good cultivation. They boldly used the 'Essential Mystical Technique' to explore Duan Lingtian, and immediately found out Duan Lingtian's age, which was thirty-five years old.
Duan Lingtian frowned slightly when he noticed the waves of mental power coming at him, but soon relaxed them, as if he didn't care.
At this time, even if he wanted to care, he couldn't.
There are at least twenty inner disciples who use their spiritual skills to investigate him. Is it possible that he can go over and teach them a lesson one by one?
He really doesn't have that strength now.
To the outer disciples present, Duan Lingtian's age is no secret, because they knew it three months ago.
Three months ago, when Duan Lingtian participated in the "entry examination" held by the Yueyao Sect, his "age" was tested by the outer sect's deacon using his spiritual skills.
"Duan Lingtian!"
Seeing that the attention of the scene was completely transferred from him to Duan Lingtian with the arrival of Duan Lingtian, He Zhong's face suddenly darkened.
Although it was said that He Zhong was the direct disciple of the deputy sect leader of Yueyao Sect, not many people in the outer sect knew about it.
However, He Zhong is also the third-ranked member of the outer sect of Yueyao Sect, and is even the 66th-ranked person at the peak of the Transcendent Realm in the "Earth Ranking"...
Now, he was actually upstaged by a guy who had just joined the sect three months ago!
How could he accept this?
An outer disciple who had just entered the sect for three months had a louder voice in the outer sect than he, an outer disciple who had been in the sect for more than five years, made him feel that his dignity had been trampled upon, severely trampled on, Naked trampling!
"Are you Junior Brother Duan Lingtian?"
However, when He Zhong turned to look at Duan Lingtian and greeted Duan Lingtian, the gloomy look on his face was gone, replaced by a friendly smile.
Of course, the friendly smile hanging on He Zhong's wickedly handsome face also looked a little weird.
"Are you He Zhong?"
Duan Lingtian glanced at He Zhong lightly, "Did you shout the word 'Junior Brother' too early? In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected. If you are not as good as me, calling me Junior Brother would be a bit insignificant, right?" ?”
After learning He Zhong's 'identity', Duan Lingtian knew that He Zhong's visitor was evil.
Therefore, even when meeting He Zhong for the first time, he was not polite at all.
Anyway, there was a fight to the death between him and Liu Huan.
And He Zhong is Liu Huan's nephew, and he wears the same pants as Liu Huan, so naturally he wants him to die.
Facing He Zhong who looked at him with a hypocritical smile, he felt extremely disgusted.
Wow!
As soon as Duan Lingtian said these words, a group of outer disciples at the scene burst into an uproar.
None of them expected that Duan Lingtian and He Zhong would be so explosive just after they met. They even wondered whether Duan Lingtian and He Zhong had conflicts to begin with.
He Zhong also didn't expect Duan Lingtian to be so 'crazy', and a cold light flashed in his eyes for a moment.
The cold light flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
However, it was still captured by Duan Lingtian.
"It's me, Meng Lang, and I apologize to you."
However, He Zhong, to everyone's surprise, did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and apologized to Duan Lingtian, appearing very generous for a moment.
"Look! This is Senior Brother He Zhong that I admire. How magnanimous he is... unlike Senior Brother Duan Lingtian who you all admire. He was so aggressive and unforgiving when we first met Senior Brother He Zhong. He is really a petty man."
shouted the female outer disciple who admired He Zhong.
"Small-minded? Damn! This is Senior Brother Duan Lingtian's personality. Do you understand personality? Moreover, since Senior Brother Duan Lingtian said this, he is obviously confident that he can defeat your Senior Brother He Zhong and be your 'Senior Brother'."
The female outer sect disciple who admired Duan Lingtian responded unwillingly.
Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed, and an imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't already known He Zhong's 'identity', he might have been deceived by He Zhong's friendliness.
However, at this time, he felt even more wary.
He Zhong endured the humiliation and showed weakness in this way, obviously hoping to let him relax his vigilance and give him a thunderous blow at the critical moment.
"Soldiers will block it, water will cover it... I hope he will be more honest, otherwise, I, Duan Lingtian, am not a soft persimmon that anyone can manipulate!"
Duan Lingtian said secretly.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian glanced at He Zhong, then walked directly into the middle area of the martial arts arena, turned around and looked at He Zhong, "Let's get started. My time is limited. After defeating you, I have to go back to practice." "
"Beat me?"
He Zhong smiled slightly and said: "It seems that Duan Lingtian is also very confident in your own strength."
"Aren't you confident? If that's the case, then this battle seems unnecessary. You can just admit defeat."
Duan Lingtian responded calmly.
Hearing Duan Lingtian's words, even if He Zhong suppressed his anger and did not explode, he could no longer pretend to be polite in front of Duan Lingtian, and hummed with a straight face: "You Duan Lingtian has a powerful mouth, I have heard it for a long time, and when I saw it today, it turned out to be true. Well-deserved reputation!”
"A good mouth?"
Duan Lingtian smiled and said sarcastically: "Since you think I have a strong mouth, it seems that there is no need for you to speak again, right? Wouldn't it be easier to just take action?"
"Hmph! Do you really think that if you kill Feng Fan and defeat an inner disciple who is in the early stages of entering the Saint Realm, no one in the outer sect will be able to cure you?"
Facing Duan Lingtian's sarcasm, He Zhong, who didn't have a good temper to begin with, couldn't hold back his anger and vented his anger completely, "Even if you are now ranked ninety-ninth in the "Earth Ranking", in my eyes, Equally vulnerable!"
"Since you want me to take action, then I will help you!"
He Zhong said with a sneer.
When he raised his hand, a wicker-like three-foot green edge appeared in his hand. Although the three-foot green edge was slender, it stood straight in He Zhong's hand.
As the true energy poured in, bursts of sharp aura were emitted.
This sharp aura is far beyond what an ordinary three-foot Qingfeng can match.
"Sacred pattern?"
Feeling this breath, Duan Lingtian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he realized that the three-foot green blade as slender as a wicker in He Zhong's hand was also a sacred weapon engraved with 'sacred patterns'.
"Duan Lingtian, I will let you know right away...even if you can kill Feng Fan, in my eyes, you are nothing!"
The three-foot green blade in He Zhong's hand trembled, and it suddenly curved, moving like a spiritual snake, full of flexibility.
"You say I have a good mouth, but your mouth is not bad either."
A sarcastic smile appeared on Duan Lingtian's lips, and he said unhurriedly.
"court death!"
He Zhong's eyes turned cold, and the three-foot green blade in his hand trembled, and he stood straight again in an instant.
The next moment, his whole body seemed to turn into a gust of wind, carrying the three-foot green blade in his hand, and swept towards Duan Lingtian in a straight line with the sound of the sword whistling.
