"Why did Han Long and Fengyang fight?"

Ling Yun asked with a slight frown.

He didn't want to create the Emperor Pavilion and kill each other!

Liu Li shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "The two of them have been competing for the boss of the Cloud Hall, and they think that their strength is the first in the Cloud Hall. ”

"When they didn't join Yuntang before, the two of them went toe-for-tat and fought against each other everywhere."

Ling Yun's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Is this so?" ”

Liu Li saw Ling Yundi's face slightly picky, and hurriedly said: "But don't worry about the pavilion master, although the two are-for-tat, their relationship is still good on weekdays, but the two don't recognize each other's strength." ”

Ling Yun smiled slightly, his body trembled, and flashed into the compound.

......

Walking into the compound, Ling Yun saw that in the wide courtyard, a young man in yellow and a young man in gray were fighting fiercely.

Around them, there were nine figures surrounding the two, watching the duel.

Xiao Fei and Leng Kill, who were watching the duel, saw Ling Yun suddenly appear in the courtyard, their faces were shocked, and they were about to step forward.

"Don't come here, it's not too late to come over when the duel between the two of them is over."

Ling Yun smiled slightly, and his voice reached Xiao Li and Leng Kill's ears in the form of sound transmission.

After all, he didn't want his arrival to end the fierce battle between the two.

Leng Kill and Xiao Fei immediately understood Ling Yun's consciousness, nodded slightly, and continued to pay attention to the battle between the two, as if nothing had happened.

"Fengyang, look at my move, let you lose!"

"Shocking Fist!"

The young man in yellow laughed loudly and raised his fist to bang the handsome young man.

The majestic power condensed in the fist, and the slightest ripple was vibrated in the air.

The horror was so strong that even the crowd could hear the roar of the air.

"Haha! Han Long is afraid that your move is not powerful enough! ”

Feng Yang laughed, the thin sword in his hand flew, and a faint light flickered from the sword.

"Phew!"

A flame suddenly burst from the blade of the sword, encircling the entire blade.

"Sun Sword!"

Feng Yang let out a loud shout, and the thin sword erupted with a blazing wave of qi, and the thin sword stabbed at Han Long without any fancy fancy.

An incomparably sharp sword aura mixed with waves of fire filled the void.

"Snort..."

The two collided, and suddenly a terrifying energy spread wildly in all directions.

The flames erupted, but a faint light flashed on Han Longdi's fist.

"Bang dang!"

A roar rang out, and bright flames burst out of his fists.

"Damn! These two are really fierce! ”

The eight onlookers suddenly scolded in shock, and hurriedly retreated on the ground.

"The strength of the two is good."

The energy flew away, but there was an inexplicable force around Ling Yun's side to stop this energy from taking a step forward.

Looking at the two of them whose faces were flushed with excitement, Ling Yun nodded secretly.

"Huh! Senior, who are you? ”

One of the cultivators of the Cloud Hall came to Ling Yun in a violent retreat.

When he felt the coercive aura emanating from Ling Yun's body, this cultivator's heart suddenly shook slightly.

With a shocked face, he asked suspiciously.

He remembered that before the duel between Han Long and Fengyang, Ling Yun was not here at all, how could he appear at the gate of the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Ling Yun looked at the Cloud Hall cultivator with a puzzled face, smiled slightly, and pointed to Han Long and the others, "They're starting again, let's hurry up and see who wins and who wins." ”

"Cut! It must be another lose-lose, both of them have fought hundreds of times, and they can't tell the difference. ”

The Cloud Hall cultivator pursed his lips and muttered.

With the strength of Ling Yun's half-step Anode Realm, this person's muttering certainly did not escape his ears.

Hearing this, he just laughed and looked at Han Long and the others with attention.

The Yuntang cultivator didn't bother when he saw Ling Yun watching the duel, standing beside Ling Yun and watching the duel between Han Long and Feng Yang.

"Sword Emperor! Danhuang! ”

As soon as the cultivator turned around, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him.

Looking back, I saw Liu Li and Jian Wuxian walking into the compound with Du Li and the others.

His face was shocked, and he was about to go up and salute.

"No need to salute, take a good look at the duel between them, it will also help your cultivation!"

With a wave of his hand, a strong force lifted him up and smiled.

Although his realm and the realm of Sword Without a Trace were at the same level, the hand of Sword Without a Trace made him feel an irresistible power.

His heart shook slightly, and he quickly nodded: "Yes!" ”

"Huh, what's going on?"

The Yuntang cultivator was just about to look back at the duel, but found that Jian Wuji and the others were standing behind the black-robed man in front of him.

Shocked, he began to guess the identity of the black-robed man in front of him.

Jian Wuji and Liu Li are important figures in the Imperial Pavilion.

Even if the peak powerhouse of the cathode realm sees the two, he should also be honored as "Sword Emperor" and "Dan Emperor"

Especially Liu Li, the identity of the five-grade alchemist, the anode realm also has to be harmonious.

With such an identity, he was willing to stand behind Ling Yun.

wanted to break his head, but he didn't think of Ling Yundi's identity.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

With a low curse, he turned to look at Han Long and the others with his eyes in concern.

No matter what he thought, he didn't expect that Ling Yun would be the identity of the pavilion master.

After all, Ling Yun hadn't returned to the Imperial Pavilion for three or four years, and they all joined the Imperial Pavilion after Ling Yun left.

Except for knowing that the Imperial Pavilion was founded by a young man named "Lingyun", I didn't know anything about Lingyun.

"Fuck off!"

Han Long was stabbed by a thin sword, and a white mark appeared on his arm with the cold light.

scolded angrily, raised his fists, and in the slightest ripples, banged Fengyang.

"Bang dang!"

Feng Yang felt the majestic power of Han Long's fist, his face changed slightly, and he immediately raised his thin sword to block it in front of him.

Suddenly, a deafening metal roar resounded throughout the sky, and the thin sword trembled under the majestic power, making a "buzzing" sword sound.

"Sun Sword!"

Feng Yang withdrew his thin sword, twisted his body in the void, stepped on the void, and the aura surged, and the soaring flames surged on the thin sword.

"Snort..."

The thin sword touched his body, and the blazing flames on the thin sword made Han Long's body make a burning sound.

"Damn!"

Han Long scolded, his fist hammered into the void, and a strong wave of fluctuations spread and rushed towards Fengyang.

"Poof!"

Feng Yang smiled coldly, and with a slash of the thin sword, the qi wave was immediately shattered by the sharp thin sword.

"Fengyang, see what this is?"

Han Long smiled sinisterly, a smile of victory on his face.

Under Fengyangdi's gaze, Han Long slowly removed his fist gloves and took out a crimson fist from the space ring.

The crimson fist gloves are like snow swallows, and they are extremely strange.

A terrifying aura erupted from the gloves, and a pillar of crimson light erupted into the void and disappeared in a flash.

"Damn! Yellow-tier pinnacle weapon. ”

Fengyang's pupils glanced at the pillar of light that rushed to the sky, and the aura emanating from it was palpitating, and his pupils suddenly shrank and exclaimed.

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