Leng Yan held the dragon bone black knife in his hand, majestic, and his eyes swept at the disciples of one sect after another.

Leng Yan's series of actions just now made everyone watching the battle feel a chill in their hearts. The strange speed, as well as the miraculous sword technique, were deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Ghost Xiuquan is also very depressed now, originally he sent someone up when he saw Leng Yan's strength was mediocre, but he didn't expect that a disciple of the Netherworld Sect would be killed like this.

Ghost Xiuquan's heart was full of resentment, but now he didn't dare to rashly send someone up.

Luo Baichuan looked at Leng Yan's performance, and his heart was full of relief. To be honest, Luo Baichuan didn't expect Leng Yan to have such strength. That column of actions, Luo Baichuan asked for himself, even if it was himself, I am afraid he had to avoid its edge.

Although Yu Shan and Li Xiaolan had a bad impression of Leng Yan, after all, they were both disciples of Danxiao Palace, and they both smiled when they saw Leng Yan's performance. Especially Yu Shan, he also called Leng Yan good.

"Brother Leng, okay, it should be like this, let them know how powerful my Danxiao Palace is."

Song Xiwen's face was a little surprised, but he instantly regained his composure.

The people of the Imperial Dragon Sect were very happy in their hearts, after all, the relationship between the Imperial Dragon Sect and the Danxiao Palace was now cooperative. The strength of Danxiao Palace is not a bad thing for the Imperial Dragon Sect.

The Kamikaze Gate and the Puppet Sect had a gloating expression, for them, it didn't matter who was injured or who died. Anyway, if one person dies, there will be one less person who enters the ancient desolate mound. The more they die, the better, and in their hearts, they hope that these sects are the best.

The people of the Ecstasy Sect and the Holy Sword Sect all looked at the ghost cultivators of the Netherworld Sect.

At this time, a disciple of the Netherworld Sect walked in front of the ghost cultivator. "Ghost Taishang, Senior Brother Heng's revenge can't be avenged, let me go, don't teach this nameless junior a lesson, he still thinks that our Netherworld Sect is easy to bully."

Ghost Xiuquan saw that it was Jia Lu, a descendant disciple of this sect. For Jia Lu, Ghost Xiuquan still admires it very much, at a young age, he is already in the realm of a middle-level Martial Emperor, and there are already faint signs of breaking through to a high-level Martial Emperor.

This Jia Lu is already the first person of the young generation of the Netherworld Sect. And it is also the hope of the Netherworld Sect.

Ghost Xiuquan thought calmly, for Jia Lu, although Ghost Xiuquan was full of confidence, but, after all, he didn't know anything about Leng Yan at all. In case something happens, even if it is a ghost cultivator, it will be indispensable to punish when he returns to the sect.

Jia Lu watched Ghost Xiuquan hesitate to express his position, and also guessed Ghost Xiuquan's worries. "Ghost Taishang, don't worry, I've seen through that kid's attack just now. He just relied on his speed to be faster, if he hadn't suddenly attacked and caught Senior Brother Heng off guard, Senior Brother Heng would not have been killed on the spot. ”

"There is also the fact that Senior Brother Heng was too careless and underestimated this kid."

Seeing that the ghost cultivator was still silent, Jia Lu continued to analyze. "When I go up, I'll be sure to deal with the boy. From the battle just now, I have seen that the kid is good at using fire attribute attacks, and it should be the body of innate fire. That's why I'm going up to meet him. ”

For the battle just now, Ghost Xiuquan certainly saw Leng Yan's attack attributes. Then he looked at Garlu again. Jia Lu's innate water body is absolutely superior to cold flames.

"Okay, you can go, but be careful. Self-preservation is paramount. ”

Listening to the instructions of the ghost cultivator, although Jia Lu was dissatisfied in his heart, he still nodded.

"Then the disciple will go and meet him."

After Jia Lu finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the competition platform. Watch out for him, joke. This ghost elder is getting more and more timid now. How could such a person hurt me. 228 Literature Network

In the entire Netherworld Sect, who doesn't know my Jia Lu, that is a genius to look up to. It's an unattainable existence, how can you be afraid of cold flames.

Leng Yan had been observing the surroundings and saw Jia Lu walking towards him. Leng Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Jia Lu stepped onto the high platform and glanced at Leng Yan with disdain. "Boy, there is a price to be paid for killing the people of my Nether Sect, you should die."

"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, but now I'm still alive, and they ......" Leng Yan shrugged his shoulders, and then rushed towards Senior Brother Heng who was killed.

Compared with Leng Yan, that's not looking for death.

Jia Road's color is a change. "Boy, hubris."

Jia Lu said, taking out a gourd. This gourd is not ordinary at first glance, the whole gourd exudes a blue halo, and the two bellies of the gourd are separated by about ten centimeters. The middle is exactly a hand's distance away.

Jia Lu holds the middle of the gourd, and the mouth of the gourd is facing outward.

After Jia Lu did all this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ice Sword, out."

As Jia Lu's voice fell, a stream of water directly erupted from the mouth of the gourd. It's just that this water flow does not fall, and after spewing out more than a meter away, this water flow emits a white gas, and then instantly forms ice crystals.

Jia Lu held the ice sword and pointed forward at Leng Yan. "Boy, I know you're a fire-type monk, but, hmph, you're nothing to my body of water. Prepare to tremble at your own insignificance and die a sad death. ”

Leng Yan is no stranger to the innate water body, when the sect was fighting, Han An was the innate water body. However, looking at Jia Lu's strength, he should be stronger than Han An.

"The innate water body, hehe, the innate water body is amazing. I'll let you know today what it means to be lonely and unheard, and what it means to sit in a well and watch the sky. Leng Yan said lightly.

Although Leng Yan said so, he was also very cautious in his heart.

"That's Jia Lu of the Netherworld Sect, it seems that that kid named Leng Yan is in trouble." A disciple of the Ecstasy Sect said.

"Troublesome? I think it's good to stay, didn't you see Jia Lu go up and use the Ice Sword? That sword is not simple, it can bring out the maximum power of the body of water. ”

When the Ecstasy Sect and the Holy Sword Sect saw Jia Lu going up, they were all triumphant, with expressions of watching the show.

The faces of the Divine Wind Sect and the Puppet Sect were neither happy nor sad, the more fierce the two sides fought, the better it would be for them.

Bai Zhu of the Imperial Dragon Sect was full of anxiety and said to Luo Baichuan on the side.

"Brother Luo, is this cold flame okay? Otherwise, let's give up, you know this Jia Lu, that is the first young person in the Netherworld Sect, and his strength is close to the level of you and me. Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood. ”

Luo Baichuan now also regrets making the decision to let Leng Yan challenge these descendants, and he is also thinking about whether to let Leng Yan come down. But now, how will Danxiao Palace still mix in the Eastern Qin Empire in the future, and if Leng Yan is allowed to come down now, will it make Leng Yan's Dao heart crack.

After thinking about it, Luo Baichuan had a hard time choosing, so he looked at Leng Yan on the stage.