Jinshamen, Pinghu Gang, Luolong Gang, and Changkongmen have stood in Xieyang City for many years, and are known as the four major sects. The relationship between Jinsha Sect and Jinling Sect is unclear. The previous sect leader was very brilliant when he was in power, but later he seemed to be lurking.
Now that the Changkong Sect has been destroyed, the Tianmen has risen along with the trend. All the forces in Xianyang City, large and small, have more or less intersected with the Tianmen. Only the Jinsha Sect has never shown any signs of trouble from the beginning to the end.
Today, on a snowy day, Sha Bao, the master of the Jinsha Sect, personally went to the Tianmen to visit the deputy sect master of Konoha. Why?
"How did he know that I was already at Tianmen?" Ling Han asked puzzledly, as his traces should not be discovered by others.
Ye Yi said: "Jinshamen has always kept a low profile. He controls the entire underground black market in Xianyang City. He has many channels to detect all kinds of secret information. Basically no one can escape his eyes."
Thinking about it, when he was wanted by Jin Feizi in Xianyang City, his information was leaked on the black market.
"Konoha dares to fight!"
The deep and powerful voice spread throughout Tianmen.
"The one who ruined the place?" Ling Han raised his eyebrows. His spiritual power in the human realm sensed that the opponent was already in the martial arts arena, so he pulled away and walked over step by step.
Opposite the martial arts arena is a stalwart young man in a green robe. He is quite burly, with a stern face and piercing eyes. He looks about thirty years old. His hands are behind his back. His khaki-colored energy is flowing out, with snowflakes three inches away from his body. Dissolves without staining a drop.
Ling Han was different. He was wearing a black luxurious robe covered with snowflakes and had an extraordinary temperament. He stood opposite him and looked up and down at the visitor without saying a word.
At this time, the martial arts arena was already crowded with people. They were very excited to see Ling Han himself. They were surprised when they heard that someone wanted to challenge Master Mu, but they did not expect that Master Mu would really come back.
"Are you Shabao?" Ling Han asked in a deep voice.
Sand Leopard looked serious and said in a deep voice, neither humble nor arrogant: "Are you that Konoha? Let me see if your ability is as great as the legend says."
Ling Han snorted and said softly: "Coming to challenge is not a wise choice."
"Old Sha has no other intention. He just wants to learn martial arts. Master Mu, please give me some advice!" As he said that, Sha Bao suddenly withdrew his outward energy, and his introverted energy seemed even more unfathomable. He stepped forward step by step, each time. Each step left a deep footprint, splashing snowflakes, and he rushed towards Ling Han with his fist raised.
Ling Han's expression changed, and he murmured: "Dual cultivation of essence, energy, and blood?" Ling Han stretched out a palm to block the fist that was aimed at Sha Bao.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, but Ling Han did not move at all. Sand Leopard took two steps back. As snowflakes splashed, a series of footprints were superimposed, leaving obvious traces in the field.
Ling Han's body trembled slightly, and his black robe fell gracefully on the white snow. He raised his breath and tapped his toes. He had mastered the Heavenly Demon Step. He was so light that he did not leave any footprints on the snow. He lightly stepped on the snowflakes to launch an offensive. .
The Heavenly Demon Fist whirled into the wind, and he had a head-on confrontation with Shabao. They had already fought several times. Ling Han figured out the opponent's strength. With his strong physique, he could fight against the masters of Zejing Xiaocheng. If he wanted to just rely on Competing with Ling Han's body is really a trick.
The power of Ling Han's essence and blood is at the peak of the Ze realm. The essence has already broken through to the Earth realm. Observing the opponent's strength, the essence and blood is the Ze realm. The essence is vaguely visible. He doesn't know what realm he is. He probably broke through the Earth realm not long ago. This level His strength has entered the ranks of the strong, and there are few opponents among young people, but it is a pity that he has found the wrong person.
After three or two blows, Ling Han skillfully dodged Sha Bao's fist and turned around to throw out the devil's leg. Sha Bao had no time to dodge and had to use a surge of energy to deflect the impact with a palm. He slid back five feet in the snow before he stabilized. His body shape would prevent him from being swept into the snow by one leg.
"Okay! The wooden door master is mighty!"
The Tianmen disciples on the side cheered and shouted.
"Come again!"
Shabao, who looked relatively resistant to beatings, knew that the power of his essence and blood was no match for him, so he decisively gave up physical confrontation and began to gather his essence to fight again with the strongest essence strength.
Ling Han stood on the snow, with one hand behind his back, still not leaving a single footprint on the snow. He displayed the style of a master, as if he were being challenged. After the fierce fight just now, the martial arts arena was already in a mess, and the various footprints and traces left by the sand leopard were staggered and superimposed.
The battle was about to break out, and the sand leopard's steady and powerful legs made a sound on the ground. A large piece of snow on the treetops not far away was shaken off, and the oncoming force was extremely fierce.
"Golden Sand Palm!"
In an instant, three palms were struck in succession, and the earth-yellow spiritual skill rolled up a layer of snowflakes and blasted towards Ling Han. Before it was over, Sand Leopard followed closely behind, using his palms as weapons, charging towards him like a rhinoceros.
Ling Han's footwork was weird. How could he do what he wanted? He could easily avoid the range of the spiritual attack by turning around again and again, and clenched his fist to face the sand leopard.
Sand Leopard did not fight Ling Han head-on. He moved his palms back and forth, and used a few khaki magic skills. At the same time, he turned to avoid Ling Han's close attack and kept a distance.
"So cunning!"
The punch did not hit the opponent, but was blocked by several spiritual skills. Fortunately, Ling Han reacted quickly. It was uncomfortable to be hit by spiritual skills at such a close distance, so he had no choice but to shake them away with his fists.
Sand Leopard retreated with one strike, not giving Ling Han any chance to counterattack, nor did he fight Ling Han head-on. He relied on his spiritual skills and strong body to wander around and fight with Ling Han, consuming his energy.
At this pause, Sand Leopard had already charged from another direction. Ling Han's attack range was limited, so it was difficult to achieve a good impact whether attacking from the front or the side.
So he stepped lightly, jumped right above the sand leopard, aimed at its head and punched it from the sky.
Ling Han thought that Sha Bao would use a few more spiritual skills to intercept, so he unleashed the feminine power of the Demon Fist to its fullest, ready to break through the oncoming spiritual skills at any time and end the battle directly.
But this time, Sand Leopard did not dodge or use any magic skills. He stepped firmly on the ground with both feet and stood still, then raised his hands high and shouted in a low voice: "Golden Sand Shield!"
A thick layer of khaki essence light mask appeared above it, and golden light flashed under the light mask. Ling Han was not afraid and rushed straight down.
"boom!"
Sand Leopard knelt down on one knee, and the golden sand cover instantly shattered. The momentum of the shattering lifted Ling Han into the air, causing him to do two somersaults in the air.
At this time, Sand Leopard quickly stood up, calculated the position where Ling Han was about to land, struck several golden sand palms in succession, and then ran in the other direction.
Ling Han couldn't rely on his strength in the air, and was about to hit Sha Bao's magical skill, so he hurriedly punched out.
"boom!"
One punch was hard to beat with several palms, Ling Han's body turned sideways again, swayed twice and fell to the side. At this time, Shabao had been waiting here for a long time, clenched his fist and hit Ling Han who was about to land on the ground.
The corners of Ling Han's mouth raised slightly. He seemed to have fallen into Sha Bao's plan since he left the ground and was caught off guard. But is this really the case?
The demon's steps turned again and again, and after two kicks in the air, he miraculously stabilized his body. With a strong stamina gathered, he closed his palms into fists and faced the sand leopard head-on.
"Bang!"
Originally, everything was under control, but I didn't expect that Ling Han had such weird footwork that he could borrow power from the air. Only now did he realize that it was too late. Sand Leopard had no time to defend himself and was blown away by the Demon Fist and plunged into the snow. Drag out a wide long mark.
"The Master of the Sand Sect is very powerful. He can attack and defend, be strong or soft, and alternate between melee and long-range attacks. No wonder the Sand Sect can survive to this day." Ling Han gently patted the snowflakes on his body, picked up his robe, shook it, and put it on On the body.
"Bah!" Sand Leopard's strong body piled up into a snowman, and he struggled to get up and spat out a mouthful of ice particles.
"I admire you, Lao Sha!"
Sha Bao fell to the ground in admiration and shouted in a rough and powerful voice: "I have long heard that Brother Mu is an essence and blood cultivator. Today, when I saw him, he really lived up to his reputation. Without essence, he can be as light as a swallow. He fought fiercely in the snow without leaving any trace. A footprint has a bit of the demeanor of a legendary ancient warrior."
Relying on the power of Zejing's peak essence and blood, and relying on his miraculous physical skills to defeat himself who stepped into the land, Shabao was convinced.
"Return to the ancient warrior, as if you have seen it with your own eyes." Ling Han murmured in a low voice, and then asked loudly: "Do you still want to fight?"
"No fight, no fight."
Sha Bao waved his hands quickly, uncharacteristically, with a silly smile on his face like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. He was kind and simple, and no longer had the stern expression when they first met. He extended his hands and greeted Ling Han frequently.
Ling Han realized that he meant no harm and turned around to leave calmly. Shabao did not leave, not caring about other people's eyes or his own embarrassment, and strode to keep up with Ling Han's pace.
"The discussion is over, why don't you leave?" Ling Han frowned and asked, "Do you still want me to treat you to a drink?"
"Hehe, okay!"
Shabao still had a silly smile on his face, which did not match his strong figure at all, and did not look like the leader of the Jinsha Sect.
Ling Han was speechless. It was the first time he saw such a person. He was somewhat of a rogue. He came to the door and asked for a drink after failing the challenge. This mysterious Jinsha Sect owner seemed a little different.
"Brother Mu, how did you manage to borrow power from the air?" Sha Bao asked honestly as he pestered Ling Han.
"I won't tell you."
"Hey, if you don't tell me, then I won't ask." Sha Bao smiled innocently and didn't care.
Ling Han was extremely puzzled and asked, "What on earth do you want to do? You want me to buy you a drink after the fight."
"Hehe, first tell me how you managed to borrow power in the air and I will tell you." Shabao was originally half a head taller than Ling Han, but now he deliberately hunched his body half a head lower than Ling Han, nodding and bowing in a naive manner.
"shock!"
"That move is called Zhen. It can fly over eaves and walls, and a dragonfly can touch the water to come and go freely. When practiced to perfection, it can even change shape and form, so close to the end of the world. It is a first-rate superior martial skill." Ling Han explained to him helplessly.
Sha Bao suddenly realized it, slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "I told you, it turns out that it uses the power of thunder to transmit power through vibration."
Ling Han was shocked when he heard this. That was exactly what Sha Bao was talking about. He hit the point right away. The Heavenly Demon Steps relied on the power of rapid thunder and lightning. Every step in the air seemed to be stepping on the air, but in fact, it was stepping on the slightest trace of air. On the thunder marks, the Heavenly Demon Step has not yet been completed. The thunder marks are very small and almost invisible to the naked eye.
"Have you ever seen this kind of martial arts?" Ling Han asked curiously.
Sha Bao smiled naively, shook his head and said, "No, I've heard of it before. It's roughly the same principle."
"Oh." Ling Han nodded. This is a martial skill that is not taught by the demons. It is unique, but the continent is so big and various martial arts emerge in endlessly. It is not surprising that there are several similar ones.
"Hey, you haven't told me why you came to Tianmen?" Ling Han asked angrily.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just heard that you are back and wanted to discuss things with you." Sha Bao scratched his head and gave this explanation.
Seeing that he couldn't say anything, Ling Han waved his hands and said, "Forget it, just drink if you want. You can still make Tianmen poor, right?"
"Hehe, Brother Mu is awesome."
"Don't worry, Brother Mu, you are much older than me."
"Then I'll call you Sect Master."
"You are not from my Tianmen, just call me by my name."
"Then I can just join Tianmen."
"What?"
