The cultivators who participated in the action in the Hua and Ming domains were poured down early, which was the treatment that everyone gave to the heroes, and most of the people of the Cangye tribe were also drunk and unconscious, and only a few were still stubbornly fighting with the Li Yan tribe.

In this noisy environment, Yu Ling casually found a vacant lot and began to fight against Enrica.

In the first two minutes, the movements of the two were relatively "gentle", because Yu Ling's scorching flow fist and broken ming fist were a little lacking in actual combat experience, and he was slowly regaining his touch, and Enrica had not met a suitable opponent for a long time, and was ready to explore Yu Ling's old bottom first.

But this is just the calm before the storm, after Yu Ling's black and white shot, the battle suddenly became fierce, Enrica transported a body of Xuan power to the extreme, and the whole person was so fast that only a phantom remained.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the two fought back and forth more than ten times, and finally Yu Ling imprinted a palm on An Rika's chest, forcing him to take a few steps back, but at the same time, Yu Ling's waist was also hit by An Rika's punch.

"You're ruthless. Enrica wiped the blood from her lips and coughed.

"Each other, each other. Yuling exhaled, and felt a dull pain in his ribs.

But it's just a warm-up.

"Come again!" Before the words could be finished, Enrica disappeared into thin air.

said that it was a discussion, but in fact, the two of them did not spare the slightest hand, and at first glance, it seemed that they had an enmity with each other, and they greeted each other vigorously.

"Eh, why are you two fighting?" Yan Xiaoyue hugged the wine jar with a confused expression.

"Shhhhhh

He felt that he had been deceived by Yu Ling, where did this guy look like a soul master? This move was clearly much older and spicier than him, without ten or eight years of hard training, how could he have such rich fighting skills?

Not to mention that Yu Ling is already a Xuanwu Breaker?

Yan Xiaoyue was a little drunk, and said with a smile: "Why don't we compare and compare?"

Zhou Aobai looked at this self-cooked guy in amazement, and was about to refuse, but Yan Xiaoyue had already thrown the wine jar over coldly.

After leaving the Fengling Star, Yan Xiayue's cultivation has also experienced a leap and bound, and now it is in the late stage of blood condensation and the late stage of the phantom god, and Zhou Aobai, a pure blood condensation peak martial artist, has not been without the power to fight.

"You're sick!" Zhou Aobai dodged the wine jar, and when he saw Yan Xiayue's fist coming closely, his heart was also angry.

When Yan Xiaoyue and the two crackled into a ball, Yu Ling was using the last form of the Broken Ming Fist, which was also the most powerful.

The horizontal light is broken.

As if cutting day and night, and even time stood still, Enrica paused uncontrollably like a prey caught in layers of cobwebs.

Yu Ling slapped his palm on his forehead, and Enrica couldn't help but snort and staggered out.

Even so, at the moment of defeat, he still gave Yuling a kick in return.

"What's this trick?" said Enrica as she staggered to her feet, bewildered.

It stands to reason that as a martial artist in the middle stage of breaking the mysteries, he should be much stronger than Yu Ling, but the fierce occult power attribute of the ancient desolation technique overwhelmed him. If she continues to fight, Enrica will definitely lose, but not to the point of risking her life.

But just when Yuling used the Hengguang Breaking Method, An Rica clearly felt the threat of death, if Yuling hadn't retracted his strength at the last moment, he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die now.

"The sixteenth form of the Broken Ming Fist, the horizontal light is broken. ”

It was Zhou Aobai who answered, and he and Yan Xiaoyue scuffled together without any mastery style, so that his voice was full of gritted teeth.

"What are you tossing again?" Yuling adjusted his internal breath and walked over in a few steps.

Seeing that his face had returned to normal, Enrica couldn't help but say depressedly: "I just remembered that it was too bad to fight with you, I couldn't get better for a long time, but you will be fine in the blink of an eye." ”

The destructive power of the Ancient Desolation Jue was definitely one top and the other, and Yu Ling hurriedly reached out and put his hand on An Rika's body to help him get rid of the momentum that was running around.

Enrica's face looked a little better, glanced at Yan Xiaoyue and the two of them rolling around on the ground, looked up at Yu Ling and said, "We won't be so ugly when we fight, right?"

"No, it's mainly that Yan Xiaoyue is drunk. Yuling said.

"I think so. Annica was content to cut her hair, and floated away with ease.

Zhou Aobai was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and finally looked at the gap and was about to give Yan Xiaoyue a hard time, but suddenly found that he had slackened his strength and didn't seem to plan to fight anymore.

Zhou Aobai was slightly stunned, and before he understood what was going on, Yan Xiaoyue tilted his head, planted in the grass and slept very sweetly, and muttered two sentences of "good wine" in his mouth.

"He, he, he ......" Zhou Aobai was even more aggrieved.

"Let you take a good look at the ghost wizard, what are you running out for?" Yu Ling said.

"I'm ......" Zhou Aobai spit out a mouthful of blood, and the depression in his heart finally eased a little, and then the whole person was stunned.

"You're going to break through?" Yu Ling said slightly.

Zhou Aobai nodded hurriedly, turned around and left.

"You should treat him to a drink when you get back. Yu Ling teased.

"Never, no!" Zhou Aobai said angrily.

"Pick it up, give birth to Xuandan. Yu Ling casually threw him a jade bottle.

Zhou Aobai didn't even bother to say thank you, and rushed into the retreat room as soon as he took it.

Yu Ling glanced at the dark woods in the distance, always feeling that someone had just been hiding inside to snoop, but now it had disappeared without a trace.

While he pondered, he returned to his lodgings, only to find a beautiful girl leaning against the door.

Her face was flushed, like a brilliant cloud, and a pair of big eyes stared at Yuling with a lot of words, so soft that she was about to drip water.

"Mo Jieli?" Yu Ling said in a daze.

"Lord Deya......" Her voice was soft, as if a stone was about to be melted into spring water.

"What are you doing here?" Yuling frowned.

"Of course I'm waiting for you. Mo Jieli took two steps forward, the whole person seemed to be sucked out of the bones, and he swayed and walked, and there was a strong smell of wine when he spoke.

"It's time for you to go back to your brother. Yuling could see that she was not lightly drunk.

"No. Mo Jieli muttered coquettishly, and reached out to wrap his hand around Yuling's neck, but he moved away and dodged.

"Lord Deya, take me......" Mo Jieli smiled, and pulled off the tulle draped over his body, leaving only a few clothes in it, exposing his delicate and graceful look.

Yu Ling didn't plan to talk nonsense with her anymore, so she slapped Mo Jieli on the back of her neck and knocked her unconscious.

"Yuling!"

At this time, Murong Xin'er hurriedly walked over with a jade slip, and at a glance saw Yu Ling holding a woman who was barely wearing much clothes.

"You ......" Murong Xin'er froze in place.

Yuling was extremely embarrassed, quickly picked up the tulle on the ground, covered Mo Jieli's body, and subconsciously said, "You misunderstood." ”

Murong Xin'er came back to her senses at this time, snorted angrily, turned around and left: "Whatever you want, I won't disturb your good deeds." ”

"Xin'er, you wait!" Yu Ling blurted out without paying attention.

"What do you call me?!" Murong Xin'er suddenly turned her head and glared at him fiercely.

Yuling herself was stunned for a second, and felt more and more embarrassed: "Miss, what are you looking for me?"

"Aren't you busy!" Murong Xin'er deliberately added an accent to the word "busy", she didn't know what kind of anger she was angry with, anyway, she just wanted to ridicule Yuling.

"I just came back, this is the sister of the Archer of the Cangye tribe, she was drunk and found the wrong door. Yuling said helplessly.