At that moment, Hu Ye felt a chill in his heart, curled his fingers into claws, and stepped forward with an evil smile, preparing to teach the other party a little lesson in public!
"Assault on the chest?" After recognizing the direction in which the opponent was grabbing, many of the female disciples from the inner sect turned red, while the male disciples from the inner sect were filled with indignation!
"Looking for death!" Two male voices came out at the same time, and in the next moment, a purple piercing flame suddenly streaked across the sky, with a harsh sound of tearing through the air.
"Hmph!" The frosty breath quickly swept through the entire scene through the sword energy. After a cold white figure sent out a sword, he suddenly stopped.
"Boom——!" Just when everyone was confused, powerful air waves rolled into each other and the entire duel venue, which was 1,000 meters long, shook.
"puff--!"
Immediately afterwards, three consecutive explosions blew up thick black smoke. Before the purple light came, the man with the claw suddenly contracted his pupils and had no time to dodge.
"Ah——!" His entire right arm was covered in blood and flesh, and with a shrill scream, Hu Ye spat out blood and rushed backwards as fast as a cannonball.
"Bang~...!"
The strong wind tore at a embarrassed figure and spread hundreds of meters, knocking open two fifty-meter suspended stone platforms along the way, but it still failed to stop the momentum.
Until the outline of a 100-meter medium-sized suspended platform appeared in front of us...
Only after the edge of the third duel platform that Hu Ye encountered was hit with an irregular crack of two meters long was the terrifying force finally relieved.
"hiss!"
Everyone looked horrified and took a deep breath. This dueling platform has been reinforced by the legendary elders, so there is no need to doubt its strength.
But despite this, a terrifying crack was still torn apart by the sudden sword strike of the woman in the white dress.
So……
"Elder Liu, to what extent has your disciple Leng Ningshuang's cultivation level reached?" All the elders had doubts in their hearts. Several rank-9 elders couldn't help but ask the kind-browed old man first.
Based on their level, they could only vaguely feel that the woman in the white dress was very powerful, but they couldn't see the other person's specific cultivation level at all.
However, the eyesight of these old guys is still there. Even if there are shortcomings in the realm, many problems and strangeness can be seen from Hu Ye being solved by the other party with one move!
"Almost, mid to late stage ten!" Liu Yidao suddenly squinted his eyes, staring at the woman in the white dress with very complicated eyes, and muttered in his heart:
"This girl's promotion speed is too fast. When she reaches the peak of tenth rank and is promoted to legend together with Qiu Bai, then I will really be alone!
No, I have been suppressing it for ten years...
That's almost it,
I have to break through this level as soon as possible! "
Just when Elder Liu Yidao sighed in his heart, he did not expect that his thoughts would be spied on.
"Ten years...!?" The man in purple in the back seat was suddenly startled. What kind of patience does it take to endure ten years!
Finally, with the passage of time after entering Yuqing Sect, two of the many doubts that had been holding back in Feng Ling's mind were finally solved...
"No wonder even the great elder is afraid of him!"
The man in purple glanced meaningfully at the kind-browed old man sitting in front of him. Logically speaking, as a legendary powerhouse, the Great Elder shouldn't be scrupulous about "ants" below the legendary level, right?
This is the first doubt!
As Feng Ling came back from Sunset City and advanced to the legendary realm, as soon as they met, he felt that there was a huge, yet subtle and terrifying energy in Elder Liu Yidao's body.
That energy made Feng Ling faintly feel palpitations!
This is the second point of doubt!
"The realm of suppression is amazing...!"
Suddenly, Feng Ling was speechless and looked at the kind-browed old man again. The sum total of several overtly powerful people is probably not as scary as a person who knows how to tolerate himself secretly!
The leader of the Yuqing Sect should know this, otherwise he would not be able to regard Liu Yidao as his right-hand man. As for the haggard old man being regarded as his right-hand man, it was nothing more than related to the dream that Xuan Weizi entrusted to Feng Tianjue!
The legendary strongman in the Yuqing Sect was more or less, but the master of the Yuqing Sect was not very fond of the tenth-level peak strength displayed by Ling Weiyun's clone.
If Feng Tianjue were to give an accurate evaluation:
It’s just about making do!
"Huh?" A few weak mental fluctuations suddenly came into his mind. The man in purple raised his eyebrows, and then several old voices were directly captured.
"I can't even figure out my apprentice's cultivation!"
Seeing that the kind-browed old man also had a look of surprise and uncertainty, several rank-9 elders couldn't help but feel disappointed. Their curiosity could not be satisfied, and they couldn't help but cursed in their hearts: "You are really trying to be a teacher!"
"People's hearts are full of inconsistencies, and the troubled waters of Tiaoyu Qingzong are deep enough!" Seeing that what a few people said was completely different from what they thought in their hearts, the man in purple sighed in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly. .
It wasn't that Feng Ling deliberately used mind reading to spy on a few people, but that he had just detected a slight mental fluctuation between the gray-haired old man and the other two old men. In order to hear more clearly and prevent the other party from noticing, he Keep mind reading wide coverage.
"On the left hand side of the sect leader, there is the fourth old man in black and the fifth old man in white. You should be more careful!" An old message fell into his ears, and the man with the purple gold crown who was watching the changes in the duel immediately raised his eyebrows. He curled his lips and sneered secretly: "The fourth elder and the fifth elder?"
"Thank you for reminding me! Mr. Ling, you are truly a god!" Sect Master Yuqing cast a sidelong glance at the haggard old man on his right side with deep meaning, without further explanation.
With Feng Tianjue's sensing power, how could he not detect something a little abnormal about these people? However, what he didn't expect was that the fourth and fifth elders, who were always hesitant, also sided with the great elder!
What Feng Tianjue didn't expect was that the haggard old man next to him, who was obviously not at a high level, had such amazing insight!
"Thank you, the sect master, it's just a wandering warlock!" The withered old man raised his eyebrows slightly. After responding, he stopped talking, and the two of them were lost in their own thoughts.
Because Feng Ling had only heard intermittent words before, such as: "Everything is ready", "Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind", "Can't swallow the entire Yuqing Sect" and so on.
In the end, he did not let Ling Weiyun's clone give much warning to Sect Master Yuqing. It was precisely because of this that the Yuqing Sect Leader's level of precaution was insufficient, which led to a huge mistake not long before he was even aware of it.
"The peak of ten revolutions...!" The third elder raised his eyebrows slightly, and without making any other move, he spoke to the kind-browed old man without any concealment: "Old Liu, this little girl you took in has very good qualifications!"
"The third elder has received the award!" Hearing this, all the elders below the legend level were shocked, but the kind-browed old man suppressed the horror in his heart, turned his head and clasped his fists with a smile.
Even the experts at the peak of the tenth rank can only tell that the cultivation level of the woman in the white skirt is in the late tenth rank. But someone went against the trend and said that Leng Ningshuang's cultivation was at the peak of ten revolutions!
If not, this person is the third elder who is one of the authoritative figures in the worship hall, and I am afraid that all the elders will sneer at him.
"Third brother, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Great Elder, believe it or not, it's up to you!"
Seeing the white-haired old man on the right side of the second elder's vacant seat cast a suspicious look, the third elder glanced at him sideways and spoke in a rather unhappy tone.
Haha, is it just the peak of ten revolutions?
Feng Ling chuckled inwardly. Ever since he met Leng Ningshuang in Gujing Village half a year ago, he has been very sensitive to her aura.
Half a year ago, Gui Lingzi's battle forced Leng Ningshuang to leave and break through ten revolutions. Later, when Yu Qingzong rescued him from the siege, his cultivation reached its peak at the early stage of the tenth revolution.
When they met at the Miaoyin Pavilion in Sunset City, his cultivation was at its peak in the middle of the tenth revolution; when he rushed to Shilipo for rescue, what surprised Feng Ling was:
Leng Ningshuang had experienced countless bloody battles, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the tenth rank!
This kind of speed of improvement has to be described as terrifying. Even compared to Feng Ling who had not absorbed the smiling ghost guy and had "shit luck", it was not far behind.
It could be said that Feng Ling silently remembered every breakthrough Leng Ningshuang made and every change in his aura. But this time, he always felt that something was wrong with Leng Ningshuang's aura. It seemed that it was more than the tenth rank peak, but not the legendary...
"Junior Sister Leng, you...!" The whole place fell into a deathly silence, and suddenly a weak voice came from the edge of the duel platform 600 meters away.
"Well……!?"
The stunned disciples were stunned again for a moment, and then, without daring to breathe, they stared at the embarrassed figure whose back hit the stone platform.
The duel platforms are all three-dimensional columns. I saw a man covered in blood next to the side of a hundred-meter-sized semi-cylindrical dueling platform. The man's figure was motionless, as if frozen.
"Suddenly...!" At the edge of the ring in the middle of the duel arena, a curling breeze was thrown out from the hand of the frowning, bearded old man waving his sleeves, and instantly crossed a distance of several hundred meters and landed on the man.
Then, something seemed to be cut off. The viscous gushing blood slowly slid down the cracks in the duel platform with the severely injured body.
"What a powerful Qi blockade...!" Many core disciples and tenth-level experts frowned and exclaimed. Qi blockade is a type of Qi suppression, and is a patent used by high-level strong men to suppress low-level weak ones.
"What a breeze!" Just as the elders were sighing for the woman in the white dress again, the man in purple was speechless as he looked at the airflow that curled up and disappeared.
The second elder's indifferent gesture not only cut off the Qi blockade, but also dispersed the aftermath of the battle. It can be seen that his strength is profound.
"Senior Brother Feng Ling, hello!"
Hearing this, several core disciples who were close to him immediately turned their heads and began to flatter the man in purple. The other elders who spoke also glanced at Feng Ling approvingly.
"Haha!" The man in purple chuckled, feeling very unfazed by this. He curled his lips and said in his heart: This is how the world is - the strong are respected! Whoever has strong strength and big fists will be the boss and can be the senior brother or senior sister!
In the past two days since Feng Ling, while everyone's concepts were being refreshed, the core disciples of the eighth and ninth ranks were also killed, their prestige and spirit were dampened.
Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, everyone changed their words and respectfully called him "senior brother", and from time to time, they would come to show their courtesy to him secretly!
Today, even more so...!
The core disciples of the tenth rank are all below the duel arena. Among all the core disciples of the eighth and ninth rank who remain here, Feng Ling is the strongest. Most people naturally regard him as the number one target to fawn over!
After falling to the ground with a thud, Hu Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred. He only had time to spit out these four words before he fainted due to excessive blood loss.
"Crack, snap--!"
Suddenly, the strong and pungent smell of blood spread everywhere, and a large pool of hot, red blood dripped with white gas in twos and threes along the suspended stone platform, making a series of scattered dripping sounds.
Looking between the two duel stages, a dazzling purple light gradually weakened across a distance of several hundred meters.
But that faint and magnificent color still permeates the air for a long time, and there is still a faint and dangerous atmosphere...
"It's so scary!" Many inner disciples were frightened and couldn't help but pat their chests and gasp for air. Since they are facing the woman in the white dress, the visual effect from them is undoubtedly the most amazing.
"Junior Sister Leng, you...!" The whole place fell into a deathly silence, and suddenly a weak voice came from the edge of the duel platform 600 meters away.
"Well……!?"
The stunned disciples were stunned again for a moment, and then, without daring to breathe, they stared at the embarrassed figure whose back hit the stone platform.
The duel platforms are all three-dimensional columns. I saw a man covered in blood clinging to the side of a hundred-meter-sized semi-cylindrical dueling platform. The man's figure was motionless, as if frozen.
"Suddenly...!" At the edge of the ring in the middle of the duel arena, a curling breeze was thrown out of the hand of the frowning, bearded old man waving his sleeves, and instantly crossed a distance of several hundred meters and landed on the man.
Then, something seemed to be cut off. The viscous gushing blood slowly slid down the cracks in the duel platform with the severely injured body.
"What a powerful Qi blockade...!" Many core disciples and rank-10 experts frowned and exclaimed. Qi blockade is a type of Qi suppression, and is a patent used by high-level strong men to suppress low-level weak ones.
"What a breeze!" Just as the elders were sighing for the woman in the white dress again, the man in purple was speechless as he looked at the airflow that curled up and disappeared.
The second elder's indifferent gesture not only cut off the Qi blockade, but also dispersed the aftermath of the battle. It can be seen that his strength is profound.
"Senior Brother Feng Ling, hello!"
Hearing this, several core disciples who were close to him immediately turned their heads and began to flatter the man in purple. The other elders who spoke also glanced at Feng Ling approvingly.
"Haha!" The man in purple chuckled, feeling very unfazed by this. He curled his lips and said in his heart: This is how the world is - the strong are respected! Whoever has strong strength and big fists will be the boss and can be the senior brother or senior sister!
In the past two days since Feng Ling, while everyone's concepts were being refreshed, the core disciples of the eighth and ninth ranks were also killed, their prestige and spirit were dampened.
Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, everyone changed their words and respectfully called him "senior brother", and from time to time, they would come to show their courtesy to him secretly!
Today, even more so...!
The core disciples of the tenth rank are all below the duel arena. Among all the core disciples of the eighth and ninth rank who remain here, Feng Ling is the strongest. Most people naturally regard him as the number one target to fawn over!
After falling to the ground with a thud, Hu Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred. He only had time to spit out these four words before he fainted due to excessive blood loss.
