On the battlefield, the wind and clouds changed color, a haze gradually filled the sky, and the lightning was faint.
Lei Ming looked at Ye Ling, his clothes fluttering in the wind, rubbing against the air, and producing traces of lightning.
"Ye Ling, you had a big battle with Wang Zijin, and now you have not been able to regain your peak. I will not take advantage of others' danger. As long as you take one of my palms, you will win!"
As soon as these words came out, the discerning people secretly frowned, while the confused people nodded in obedience.
Thunderous words may seem noble and upright, but they are actually murderous. Ye Ling was not his opponent. If there was a normal fight, with the disciples of the previous generation and the master of the Nine Peaks around, there would be no mistakes in the middle, like Wang Zijin did.
But with just this one palm, others may not be able to intervene to stop him. Lei Ming only needs one strike to win, and he can kill Ye Ling.
On the high platform, the masters of the eight peaks had their own thoughts. The master of Yumu Peak, Wang Muhua, was wearing a green dress and a young man's appearance. He said to Lei Qing, the master of Zidian Peak, "Your good son is not only profound in cultivation, but also smart in his actions!"
Lei Qing was like thunder, with a rugged appearance, and bursts of thunder light all over his body. He smiled and said: "Follow me!"
When Wang Muhua heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly to himself: "If you just do it, this wouldn't happen today!"
On the platform, Ye Ling's wooden sword was in his hand. The sword glowed like a rainbow, and his whole body was covered with sharp energy, sending ripples around: "No need to say more!"
"good!"
Lei Ming's expression was solemn, and an invisible force rose from his body into the sky, covering the sky. The entire sky changed color, and silver thunderbolts shuttled through the void, making a sound that shook the world!
On the cloud platform, the faces of the Nine Meridians changed slightly:
"This... what kind of Tao method does this thunder practice? It can actually trigger the thunder method of heaven and earth and affect a space!"
"It is said that the Taoist method he practiced is the treasure of Zidian Peak, the lower-grade Taoist method "Tiangang Thunder Method". This method is divided into three realms, including ordinary thunder, Xuan Lei and Tianlei. Lei Ming has now practiced to the second realm. Xuan Lei’s power is unpredictable!”
"No wonder it is rumored that he can compete with Xu Mochen, and his results are extraordinary. It seems that Ye Ling may not be able to take this palm!"
On another cloud platform, Lan Gongyue frowned and said: "What kind of monsters are these that have been in seclusion all year round, and they have grown so much? Could it be that this thunder is really comparable to Xu Lone Chen?"
Meng Peiran smiled slightly, looked at Xu Lonechen, who was drinking on the cloud platform opposite, and said: "I'm afraid, there's still a long way to go!"
On the platform, Lei Ming took a step forward, and his whole body was filled with energy. But when he saw his big hand raised above his head, thunder filled the sky and rushed toward his palm, turning into a ball of thunder.
The palm of the hand kept catching the ball, and the thunder ball grew bigger and bigger. I don't know what kind of terrifying power it contained.
"Heavenly Thunder Hands! It's the middle-level technique of Zidian Peak, the Heavenly Thunder Hands!"
"I didn't expect that Lei Ming could learn such terrifying skills. No wonder he dared to gamble with one palm."
"When a palm falls, if the disciples of the previous generation and all the peak masters don't stop it, Ye Ling may not have any bones left!"
On the high platform, Wang Muhua raised his eyebrows, looked at Lei Qing and said, "You even taught him the technique of pressing the bottom of the box. He is indeed your biological son!"
Lei Qing smiled: "I have been practicing for several years, but I still make it look awkward and make you laugh."
Beside him is Liang Shangkun, the leader of the Split Earth Peak. His beard and hair are all white. The old god is there. There is an earthy yellow Tao Qi permeating the whole body, which is unfathomable: "The spirit returns to the spirit, the battle returns to the fight. I ask the outstanding disciples of the Tianzong, or don't you want it?" Killed."
Liang Shangkun's words are true. Needless to say about Lei Ming, Ye Ling has only been in the sect for more than two years, and he has already cultivated in the Qingyou realm, and can fight against Prince Jin without defeat, and his future path is limitless.
Therefore, although the peak masters of various peaks did not like Ye Ling in their hearts, they still found it difficult to deny this.
Hao Yue, the master of Qingyu Peak, has a light and radiant dress, her hair is pulled high into a bun, and her appearance is outstanding. She chuckled and said: "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. Senior Brother Sect Master has not made a move yet, Senior Uncle Chen Yan is confident, so why should we worry about it?"
Hearing this, Wang Muhua, Liang Shangkun and others looked at Chen Yan, only to see that he was taking out a gourd and drinking wine, not caring about the words of others or the situation on the battlefield.
Gu Ningyuan stepped into the void and took charge of the God of War List, but he did not make any move, but the coldness in his palms was more solemn than when Ye Ling fought against Wang Zijin just now.
On the battlefield, the thunder ball in Lei Ming's palm was about ten feet in diameter, and the lightning flashed and tore the void.
Lei Ming shouted loudly, pushed with his palm, and the thunder ball flew into the thick clouds in the sky and disappeared.
Ye Ling's face darkened. His consciousness was powerful and his insight was far beyond ordinary people. At this moment, he only felt a terrifying pressure rising in his heart. If he was not careful, his life might be in danger!
The next moment, the clouds burst suddenly, and thunder and fire burst out from the entrance of the cave. A red thunder palm more than ten feet in size condensed out and struck down towards Ye Ling. The surrounding void collapsed, the sky and the earth changed color, and there was a thunder!
The previous disciple who was responsible for taking care of him had a deathly expression on his face. With the power of this palm, even if he were to meet him head-on, he would be either dead or injured, let alone Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's face was slightly solemn, the sound of the wooden sword was roaring like a dragon, and the innate energy burst out crazily from the sea of dantian, covering the sword blade, turning into a sword beam, splitting the void!
Ye Ling took one step forward, splitting the mountains and seas with the Heaven-Severing Sword Technique, breaking the chaos, and descended into the world!
But all I saw was the lightning striking down, the sky filled with lightning and thunder, and the silver dragon dancing wildly.
From the palm of his hand, a bit of sharp energy rose into the sky, filling the entire world in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, the sound of sword chants pierced the sky and reappeared.
From that sharp edge, the sword energy spread freely. Ye Ling stepped forward, and his whole body was covered with lightning, like a small snake swimming around, but it was always blocked by the aura.
"Sword Rhythm!"
Wang Muhua exclaimed in shock: "He has actually realized the realm of sword charm!"
Rhyme, rhythm. People who practice are in harmony with the Tao and the Dharma, and have their own rhythm. The line of Dharma is called Dao Yun, and the line of swordsmanship is called Jian Yun.
In the Qingyou Realm, the Tao blood and Tao power are evolved, and then the Tao and the Tao are in harmony with each other to form the Tao Yun. After reaching the Lingxu realm, he becomes extraordinary and unconventional, and has no disadvantages, becoming a Taoist force.
Ye Ling has just entered the Qingyou Realm, and his Tao power has only evolved to 100%. It is really difficult to understand that he can be protected by sword charm.
However, Ye Ling knew in his heart that as Qingyangzi said at the beginning, the most important thing in cultivating immortality is the word "enlightenment". Once you understand the Tao and your state of mind is right, even an ordinary person can enter the Tao in one step.
Ye Ling has a profound understanding of the art of swordsmanship, and has mastered the art of swordsmanship. Even if he is not capable of cultivation, there is nothing that can hinder him.
The three realms of sword rhyme include lifting a heavy weight as if it were light, lifting a light weight as if it were heavy, neither heavy nor light. Ye Ling can only comprehend the lower level of sword rhyme, and it is easy to lift a weight.
The lightning gradually faded, and Ye Ling stepped forward slowly from the center, his expression neither sad nor happy.
"How can it be!"
Lei Ming's face was full of disbelief. He had absolute confidence that he had used the Mysterious Thunder Realm to strike this Heavenly Thunder Hand, and his Qingyou Realm cultivation would never be able to resist it.
But Ye Ling seemed to be unharmed and easily resolved it, which really puzzled Lei Ming.
Ye Ling said: "Although your thunder is very powerful, it is useless to me because it has been struck many times."
Every time Ye Ling ascends to a great realm, he has to survive a thunder tribulation. And it gets better every time. Although the thundering Xuan Lei was stronger than the thunder catastrophe when Ye Ling crossed the Qingyou Realm, it was not too much, otherwise he would never be able to stand still at this time.
"Damn it!" Lei Ming's teeth almost shattered, blocking the disciples of the Nine Meridians. Ye Ling humiliated him in front of the peak masters. He couldn't hide his anger: "Resist one of my palms? Let me see how you can resist this palm. !”
In his rage, Lei Ming had already forgotten what he said at that time and wanted to take action again to fight Ye Ling.
Ye Ling's sharpness is endless, his sword is full of charm, and he has no fear at all.
On the high platform, Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, pointed at Lei Ming and asked Lei Qing: "If you don't keep your word, is it up to you?"
Lei Qing's face was gloomy and he glared at Lei Ming, but at this moment he couldn't stop him and broke the rules of the competition.
Gu Ningyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the void around him continued to freeze. He was about to take action, but his expression suddenly changed and he looked up into the distance.
But I saw the Wentian Sect's sect-protecting formation suddenly rise. It was originally transparent and protected under the sun, and colorful colors were faintly displayed.
Everyone in the God of War Valley looked up, not knowing what had happened. Lei Ming and Ye Ling also restrained their strength and stopped fighting.
The next moment, a figure outside the sect appeared in the world, with the five-color divine weapon in his hand filled with Taoist charm, and its power was shocking. I saw him raising his troops and falling, and a burst of divine light struck the sect-protecting formation like it was destroying the heaven and the earth.
In just a moment, the sect-protecting formation couldn't bear it anymore and broke apart, asking the nine peaks of the sky to expose the heaven and the earth!
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force covered the entire sky and came down with pressure. The Nine Peaks disciples were shaken and almost wanted to vomit blood.
"Monster clan!"
The masters of the Nine Peaks stood up almost at the same time, standing in the void, the Taoist rhyme was flowing, and looked at the figure outside the sect with a solemn expression.
"Return the most precious treasure of our clan, otherwise I will kill all the people from the Nine Peaks!"
