The strength that Ye Ling showed just now surprised everyone present. Zheng Nanshan, Li Yunxi and Leng Hanyan could easily kill Song Yingming and a group of Piaomiao Sect disciples, but even if they teamed up, it would be difficult for them to do so.
Zhao Qingli no longer had a smile on his face at this moment, but said: "What a powerful edge, I think even the disciples of Tongtian Sword Sect, not many can compare with it." Hong Chenmeng shook his head. Fan said in a deep voice: "Fortunately, I, Fengyu Pavilion, did not have any conflict with him. It is not a good thing to be an opponent of such a person."
"But why did he do this?" Li Yunxi frowned and said, "Wouldn't it be too stupid to be the target of public criticism in front of the sects all over the world? Or does it mean that he feels that he is already invincible?" The three of them looked at the silent man. Ye Ling's face was full of disbelief.
After a while, there were more and more monks in the sky, and someone shouted: "Look, who is that?" Above the clouds, streams of light flashed past, and the figures of many monks appeared.
Someone exclaimed: "They are all strong!" There were disciples from the four Confucian and Taoist academies, Fei Zhenghong from Jixia Academy, Kong Fanzheng from Shengdao Academy, Ying Ruyu from Yixian Academy, Gu Ruoyu from Red Sleeve Academy, and Nan Muzhen from Red Sleeve Academy. These five people are recognized as the strongest disciples in the Immortal Realm by the Four Academy.
In addition, there is the forest of the Immortal Sect in the sky, the clouds of the Yun family are clear, the night of the Ye family is light and cold, the ancient sky of the Gu family is clear, the ancient sky is sunny, the grass and the valley are still flowing, the rain is cloudy and the poison is silent, the pure temple is used to live, and Chi, Zhang Siliang of the Xingyuan Sect, Liu Xi of the Yue Pavilion, etc. are all famous people of the younger generation.
Among them, Lin Qixiao recognized Ye Ling and smiled: "Master Ye, farewell to Tianxiang City. You are all well!" Ye Ling raised his head, without a smile on his face, and said with cupped hands: "It's a pity that this is not a place to reminisce about the past. If I survive, I will invite Brother Lin to drink again." Lin Cixiao nodded and stopped talking.
Yun Che said next to him: "Is he going to pick on the monks in the world when he is alone with his sword?" Gu Tianyang hugged his shoulders and said: "With this heroic spirit alone, this person will win." Standing next to him was His elder brother, Gu Tianqing, has a tall and tall body, surrounded by water vapor.
Unlike the Gu family who had practiced fire-based techniques for generations, Gu Tianqing entered the Tao through water. Although he was powerful, he was destined not to inherit the position of head of the family. In the future, the head of the Gu family would definitely be Gu Tianyang.
Gu Tianqing shook his head and sighed: "Why is it like this? A man can bend and stretch, and he only fights for short-term advantages and disadvantages. In the end, he will never achieve great things." Ye Qinghan on the side suddenly said: "If you don't even dare to fight for temporary advantages and disadvantages, how can you still talk about it? What a great achievement?" Gu Tianqing was speechless and glanced at Gu Tianyang faintly.
He is the eldest son, so his status should be higher than that of Gu Tianyang. But just because he practiced the water system and couldn't get along with his family, he lost everything that should have belonged to him.
It's just that he chose not to fight for it, but to accept his fate. So when he heard Ye Qinghan's words, he thought of himself, not Ye Ling.
On the other side, several more Confucian scholars came, none other than Luo Wenzhou, Li Guanqi, Yu Guiwan and others. Seeing Ying Rushi and Gu Ruoyu, several people hurriedly saluted: "Senior brother!" Gu Ruoyu said with a smile: "Wen Zhou must recognize this Ye Ling. I remember that Junior Brother Xu Hong had a good relationship with this person, so he was punished many times by Uncle Lu. ." Luo Wenzhou nodded. He looked around, but did not see Xu Hong, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Ying Ru frowned and said, "Since we are good friends, why didn't Xu Hong come?" Luo Wenzhou didn't answer. Yu Guiwan said, "Fortunately, Junior Brother Xu didn't come, otherwise our Yixian Academy would have been involved."
"Junior Brother Yu's words are different," he should say: "Since they are good friends, they must have the same goals. How can we sit back and ignore the difficulties of the same way and watch the friends' righteousness, although it is a small righteousness, but if they do not follow it, it will How can we do the justice of the world?" Luo Wenzhou said hurriedly: "What senior brother said is absolutely true, we have learned from it." Li Guanqi asked in a low voice: "If junior brother Xu comes, how should we deal with ourselves?" Ying said: "Sir with lofty ideals A benevolent person does not want to live to harm his benevolence, but he kills himself to fulfill his benevolence." Gu Ruo smiled foolishly and said nothing, Luo Wenzhou and the other three looked at each other in silence.
While he was talking, another figure fell from the distance. He was dressed in purple Taoist robes and had his hair disheveled. It was Zixuan, a disciple of the Thunder Hall.
But I saw his body shining with lightning, a halberd in his hand, the corners of his mouth raised, and he was extremely confident. He pointed at Ye Ling: "I heard that you are capable and can kill Duan Hangui. I want to see how you do it!" Unexpectedly, Ye Ling didn't even raise his head and said calmly: "I didn't kill him. Duan Hangui, I am here just to wait for him." As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Zixuan frowned even more: "You didn't kill him. Is the rumor wrong?" Luo Wenzhou stepped forward and said, "Ye Ling, it's the people from Yuxuan Palace who are spreading the word that Duan Hangui died in your hands." Ye Ling just smiled slightly at this time. He looked up, feeling a little confused.
Although he injured Duan Hangui in the previous fight, he definitely did not kill him. If not, he would not have to wait here with great fanfare for his revenge.
It can be seen that the expressions of the onlookers are not deceiving him. It seems that there must be something wrong. However, Ye Ling didn't care at all at the moment that Duan Hangui's death was blamed on him. He just felt a pity that he couldn't kill him with his own hands.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling stood up and said to everyone: "Since Duan Hangui is dead, let Duan Hanzhang come and end it with me!" Zixuan said: "There is no need for them. If you can beat me, you are qualified to go to them!" Ye Ling waved his hand and said: "You and I have never met each other, why should we have to fight to the death for a little reputation?"
"You're scared"
"I just don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"How arrogant! I want to see if your sword is as powerful as your mouth!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zixuan gave a soft drink, and his Taoist energy transformed into the void. There was a loud thunder above Ye Ling's head, and thunder struck Lei Xuan. The surroundings gathered and condensed on his Dao Halberd.
Yun Che on the side said: "I heard that the skill practiced by Zixuan is called "Thunder God's Wrath"." Lin Qixiao nodded and said: "This skill has seven levels in total. He has already reached the fifth level. His strength should not be underestimated. !”
"Let's see how Ye Ling responds." In the thunder cloud, Zixuan Daoji waved, and the thunder in the sky tilted down towards Ye Ling like a heavy rain, creating a sea of thunder around Ye Ling in an instant.
The lightning flashed, but Ye Ling still stood quietly. He had been hit by lightning countless times, but this little lightning could not hurt him at all.
Immediately after Zixuan shouted, streaks of thunder condensed into a phantom of the God of Thunder, and a giant thunder ax in his hand, like a god glaring with anger, came towards Ye Ling.
When Ye Ling saw this thunder god, he held the wooden sword with his backhand and followed the momentum of the sword soaring into the sky from the sea of thunder, piercing Zixuan's thunder clouds. Then, the sword energy fell down one after another, and the sharp edge pierced through. Immediately after the Thunder God's body, a circle of crescent-shaped sword energy exploded from the Thunder God's body and swayed around.
The thunder in the sky dispersed again and disappeared between heaven and earth. Above the clouds, Ye Ling held a wooden sword and pointed at Zixuan.
Zixuan's face turned ugly, and he exhaled for a long time: "I lost." Ye Ling put his sword away and said: "It's not that your thunder is not strong enough, it's just that I'm used to being hit. If you practice other skills, Maybe I won't be able to defeat you." After hearing Ye Ling's words, Zi Xuan felt very unwilling and snorted coldly: "When I have perfected my skills, I will definitely compete with you again!" Ye Ling did not answer. , turned around and fell back to the water, but the reef just now had been destroyed by thunder, and Ye Ling could only stand in the air at this moment.
At this time, a big black fish floated up from the bottom of the sea. It had dragon whiskers growing from the corners of its mouth and a little dragon scales growing on its body. Could it be that it was the cuttlefish that was rescued by Ye Ling? The cuttlefish said happily: "Shangxian, here we are. Let me take a rest on my back." Seeing that it was Cuttlefish, Ye Ling was not polite. He came down and asked, "Why are you here?" Cuttlefish said, "Since I separated from the immortals, I have been all the way to the East China Sea. It's just that The East China Sea is more terrifying than the river. There are fights everywhere. I can't hide here and there. It happened that the Immortal was killing people on the sea. When I passed by, I ate the corpses of several people and my strength increased greatly. Look at me, Immortal. scales, one day I will definitely become a real dragon!" Ye Ling's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: "Is there really a monster that can shed fish and turn into a dragon by eating it?" The cuttlefish still looked very interested, He pointed at Zixuan and said: "Shangxian, why didn't you kill him? I've been waiting under the sea, but I never saw him fall."
"He and I have never met each other. We are just comparing notes. We cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"The Immortal is merciful!" Cuiyu nodded and shouted to Zixuan: "You have already been defeated. If you don't leave quickly, I can tell you that the face you gain comes from rushing up to you, and you also get thrown away by getting close to me!" Zixuan After hearing this, the look on his face was very exciting, and finally he snorted and ran away.
The monks around him were whispering. He was defeated by Ye Ling and humiliated by a fish demon. He was afraid that it would take some time for Zixuan to calm down.
Not long after, several figures rushed over from the distance. A mountain-like monk looked at Ye Ling with murderous intent on his face: "Ye Ling, kill my fellow sect, and I want you to pay with your blood!" The words just finished, but Seeing the earth-yellow Dao Yun stirring up all over this person, the power of the earth transformed into the void and came towards Ye Ling.
Someone said: "Isn't this person Ma Heng from Xingyuan Sect?"
"It's him. It's said that this person has practiced Hengshan Kung Fu to the extreme, and his entire body is like a mountain peak!"
"Why did Ma Heng come? When did Ye Ling kill people from the Xingyuan Sect?" The grudge between Ye Ling and the Xingyuan Sect started from the Tomb of the Demon Saint and the Demon Realm, so it is not well known.
Ma Heng actually didn't know, he was just looking for an excuse to attack Ye Ling. But seeing Ma Heng's burly body, shaking the void with his fists, Yin Yizhi, a disciple of the Baolin Sect behind him, praised: "Brother Ma's fist will definitely break his sword!" Ma Heng laughed when he heard this, and said to Ye Ling: " It's too late for you to beg for mercy now." Ye Ling didn't answer, sighed, and asked Cuiyu: "Can you still eat it?" Cuiyu grinned,
"No one will be refused!"
