The two Phantom God powerhouses joined forces to lay down a barrier, and this courtyard was suddenly isolated from the outside world, even if it was turned upside down inside, it would not affect others.

No one said to start, Ruan Yinglang directly pulled out a spear from the spirit ring, and it seemed to be a war spear specially used to kill people in ancient times, the spear edge was full of blood and qi, and the sharpness was incomparable, and it was colder than the moonlight.

The thin and delicate young man in white held a war spear that was far more than two or three times his height, which was obviously an incomparably conflicting and contradictory picture, but at this moment, it seemed to be one, murderous.

The spear and the person are one, just like the golden iron horse on the killing field, sprinting straight forward, there is no fluttering and weird trickery, there is no dazzling and fancy tricks, only the purest murderous aura condensed by the sea of corpses and blood, returning to the basics and washing away the lead, so it fell into an incredible situation.

Although Yu Ling didn't mean to despise the enemy, he really didn't expect that this harmless teenager would become a battle maniac in a blink of an eye.

In the face of an opponent whose momentum is like a rainbow, the most suitable way is naturally to avoid his edge, and wait for him to be exhausted again, but Yuling is keenly aware that such a method will not work for Ruan Yinglang, if you retreat, your momentum will plummet, and there will be no chance of turning the tables again.

That's right, this young man has actually cultivated a "momentum", just like the Chungu Wind of the Seven Star Hall to cast a sword trick of absolute light, and as soon as he makes a move, he gives people a sense of oppression that cannot breathe.

Maybe this is the effect of the unity of heaven and man?

Yu Ling didn't have time to think deeply, because it was only a moment's work, and Ruan Yinglang had already rushed in front of him with a spear, like a comet hitting the earth, and he was determined to move forward.

Before Yu Ling's soul power could lock onto Ruan Yinglang, he was shocked by the "potential" he carried, like a silent reef that would not allow any tide to drown.

In that case, let's go for it.

With the foundation of the myeloid washing period, as well as the spiritual power of the same transformation realm, Yu Ling didn't need to be afraid of any cultivators of the same level.

"Dang!"

Yu Ling's long knife was slammed up when it couldn't be fired, and with the mysterious power of the marrow washing realm, it shook Ruan Yinglang's war spear diagonally, and at the same time, Yu Ling also slid and quietly approached Ruan Yinglang, and the long knife slashed at his shoulder from top to bottom with a beautiful twist.

Ruan Yinglang's robe flickered, and he turned half a circle like a cloud, and the distance between the two was reopened by two meters, and he also took advantage of the situation to turn the war spear back.

Without giving Yu Ling a chance to follow closely, Ruan Yinglang's body had already diffused a golden light, as if his eyes were also reflected in red gold.

The golden light fell like a rain of arrows, overlapping and dense, completely blocking this space.

Realm Psychics?

Yu Ling was only slightly surprised, but not so surprised. Anyway, he found out that if these geniuses who can become cultivators at a young age don't have a realm spirit skill in their hands, I'm afraid they will be embarrassed to say hello when they go out, maybe for ordinary people, the realm spirit skill can't be studied thoroughly in a lifetime, but for these people, it's just a year or two of hard work.

The golden light poured down like a torrential rain, but every drop was surging with terrifying spiritual power.

The young man in the golden rain was full of brilliance, the spear was raised again, and the footsteps exploded like a drum.

This time, with the help of the realm spirit technique, his momentum has once again climbed to a new peak, if he is replaced by an ordinary early stage cultivator, it is very likely that he will lose his mind and forget to fight back.

Yu Ling did not dodge, and once again met him brazenly, the spear and the knife collided, and there was another explosion of gold and iron.

"Dangdang, dang!"

In the golden light rainstorm, the two of them came and went, and in the blink of an eye, they were already hot. Such a battle without fancy and no skill to speak of may be quite boring to others, because it is all head-on, and it is like two people who are not psychic skills competing for brute strength.

The Yuling Dao Origin Recipe and the Ancient Desolation Recipe were running violently, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred Zhou Tian, and the more they fought, the stronger they became. But Ruan Yinglang is also not tired at all, his strength is rising steadily, he is also fighting heartily, and even the more he fights, the more excited he becomes.

said that it was a competition, but Ruan Yinglang's tragic and resolute attitude was clearly facing a battle of life and death.

Such a desperate and crazy posture, Yu Ling had only seen it in Jing Yue.

"Uhhh

After all, it was Yu Ling who was faster with the support of Xuan Li, and his figure left a bloody mark on Ruan Yinglang's body. But the young man didn't seem to feel pain, his expression didn't change in the slightest, and the spear in his hand was still as sharp as a falcon, despite the blood-soaked robe dripping down.

His hands are steady, steady as Mount Tai, and as powerful as thunder.

Unconsciously, three meters behind Yuling was the courtyard wall, and it was obvious that he had no way out.

However, where is the combination of the marrow cleansing power and the spiritual power of the transformation of the deity so simple, when Yu Ling raised the speed to the peak, he easily disappeared in front of Ruan Yinglang like a ghost, and ordinary people may not be able to see his movements.

The long knife slashed from the side, but Ruan Yinglang swung the spear as if he had eyes, and there was a crisp sound of "dang".

The battle continued, as if it were a close draw.

I don't know if it was ten minutes or twenty minutes, Ruan Yinglang's movements suddenly slowed down slightly.

It's not that he is tired and sluggish, but that his spiritual power is finally gradually exhausted in such a fierce and high-intensity confrontation.

Yuling's long knife flicked slightly, and the white-clothed young man in front of him staggered and fell to the ground, but he still held his weapon tightly in his hand, and he refused to let go.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and Ruan Huazhang, who has been watching the battle intently, said, "How is it?"

Yu Ling put the knife back into the sheath, his face was as usual, he couldn't see that he had experienced a fierce battle at all, and said with a faint smile: "It's very powerful, there is the general trend of Chungu Feng, there is Jingyue's decisive murderous aura, and the realm spirit skills are also just as exquisite, it seems that Ruan's predecessors have spent a lot of effort to cultivate." ”

Ruan Huazhang suddenly asked, "You didn't use your soul power?"

Yu Ling shook his head and said, "I originally wanted to use it, but then it didn't feel very suitable, if he interrupted his momentum, this battle would be meaningless to him." ”

"Can you lock Ying Lang's breath?"

"It's a bit of a hassle, but it's not impossible. It's just that my soul power is a bit special, and it will be difficult to lock it for a while if I change to other soul masters in the early and even middle stage of the spirit division. ”

Ruan Huazhang was silent as if thinking, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

"Nothing. Yuling didn't care about that.

Ruan Yinglang had already staggered to his feet, his eyes were still as bright as stars, and he asked, "How much strength do you still have?"

"Not more. ”

"Can I still talk to you in the future?" Ruan Yinglang didn't look like he was hit at all, and he was still full of fighting spirit.

"When you're free," Yu Ling said and greeted Rong Chen and Ruan Huazhang: "Then I'll go first?"

"Well, you should rest early, there are a lot of things going on tomorrow. Rong Chen nodded.

It wasn't until Yuling put on the mask that he walked away, Ruan Huazhang sighed: "Such a good child, why didn't you let me meet it earlier? ”

Rong Chen was suddenly unhappy: "What do you mean?

"I didn't say that, I just think he has a good chance of hitting the peak of the Phantom God or even above the Phantom God. ”

"That's necessary, are you jealous?" Rong Chen tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"My family Yinglang is also very good, what are you jealous of? I know that what I feel about is not this. ”

Rong Chen didn't seem to hear his words, and after removing the barrier, he turned around and went back to the room.

Ruan Huazhang could only shake his head helplessly, looking at Ruan Yinglang, who seemed to be still reminiscing about this battle, and his helpless expression became even more obvious.

Corresponding to Lang's talent and heart, he is of course very satisfied with it. But the child's emotional intelligence is just too worrying...... How nice would it be if someone had half of Yuling?

Of course, Ruan Huazhang knew that with Yuling's strength, there was no need to fight with Ying Lang for so long, but because of Rong Chen's friendship with himself, Yu Ling deliberately gave Ruan Yinglang the opportunity to do his best, not only did not interrupt with soul power, but even chose the most suitable fighting method for Ruan Yinglang's style, so that he could fight freely and give full play to all his potential.

So this is actually not a competition, but a favor, if Ruan Yinglang digests today's battle, his strength will definitely be able to reach a new level.

Although Yuling did not break down such a deep intention, how could Ruan Huazhang not understand it? For such an informed and considerate young junior, of course, he could not help but be a little moved and emotional.

It seems that it is not a fluke that Yuling has been able to come to this point today and gather such a huge force.

"Ying Lang, if you're ready, you'll play tomorrow and fight against the young geniuses of the whole Chinese domain. Ruan Huazhang looked at the misty moonlight and said softly.

"Hmm. The young man didn't raise his head, but gently wiped the war spear in his hand, but the battle intent in his eyes was blazing.