Since cultivating the Void Exercises, he really hasn't had an opponent to compete, so he also wants to know how far his current cultivation has reached, so when he saw the early stage cultivator in front of him, Cong Ye had the idea of trying his skills. "Ke * Le * Yan * Love * First * Fa ()] [If you look at the romance novel, come to dashubao] to taste the book

At this time, the two people in the ring also finished fighting, Cong Ye smiled and signaled to Yan Jing, jumped into the ring in the air, and beckoned to the early stage monk of Contemplation.

In fact, the monk of the Contemplation Period also had the intention of fighting with Cong Ye in the ring, so as to win back the Lingshuang Sword for his junior brother, but he was worried that he would be coaxed by the onlookers and laugh at himself. Say to the bush leaves:

"If you lose next, please return the Lingshuang Sword to Senior Brother Tan Liang."

"What if you lose?"

The Contemplation Period monk obviously didn't think that he would lose, so when Cong Ye asked, he was stunned for a moment, and then he casually sacrificed a flying sword and said to Cong Ye:

"This is a magic weapon-level flying sword, if you win, it will be yours."

Seeing that Cong Ye did not mean to sacrifice a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, he also specially reminded him:

"You can do it now."

The corners of Cong Ye's mouth curled slightly, and when his body shook, he actually punched his opponent.

What is this

Not only were the early monks on the stage surprised, but even the onlookers were all surprised.

Even Yan Jing was stunned by Cong Ye's movements like a martial arts competition between people who practice martial arts. Yan Jing didn't doubt Cong Ye's cultivation, but she had never seen Cong Ye use a spiritual weapon or magic weapon, and mistakenly thought that Cong Ye didn't have a weapon at all.

It's not that it doesn't matter, it's that Cong Ye feels that he can't use his thunderbolt bow to deal with the early stage monk in front of him, so he didn't take it out.

After being stunned for a moment, the early stage monk of Contemplation was immediately furious, mistakenly thinking that Cong Ye was deliberately humiliating himself, so he also ignored the flying sword in the air, and planned to take Cong Ye with his bare hands to show the strength of his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the hand that stretched out to grab Cong Ye's attacking fist just touched the true Qi that came out of Cong Ye's fist, and it suddenly turned into nothing, and he didn't even see a trace of ash.

Frightened, although the early stage monk of Condensation hurriedly retreated, he even wanted to withdraw the flying sword in the air and escape with the sword. But it was too late, he never expected that the fist of the young man in front of him would attack his chest in the blink of an eye, and pass through the front chest, directly piercing. The last scene that remained in the memory of the early contemplation monk was as if his body had been pierced by a red-hot iron rod, leaving a fist-sized hole in his chest.

Poof, until the early stage of contemplation, the monk didn't have time to make a move, and he fell on his back on the ring, and there was no sound in the entire underground hall.

Cong Ye glanced around at the crowd under the stage, picked up the magic weapon-level flying sword that fell on the ring, and walked down the ring step by step, under the gaze of Yan Jing, who was also shocked, the two walked out together.

That Tan Liang seemed to be frightened, until the figures of Cong Ye and the two disappeared at the exit, still standing in place, and even forgot about the senior brother who was beaten to death in the ring with a punch.

"Cong Ye, you, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

After walking along the street for a long time, Yan Jing couldn't help but ask.

Since Cong Ye survived the thunder tribulation, Yan Jing's title for Cong Ye has been directly changed from the original "Brother Cong Ye" to "Cong Ye".

"Nothingness exercises."

"Void Exercises, could it be that the True Qi cultivated by this Exercise can turn the objects it comes into contact with?"

"I don't really know, this is the first time I've played against someone."

When unconsciously, Yan Jing subconsciously put on Cong Ye's arm, and because she was worried about Yan Jing in her heart, as well as Princess Xian'er, she didn't want to provoke Cong Ye anymore, but she still didn't control the throbbing that suddenly rose in her heart, especially the body fragrance from Yan Jing, which was always sucked into her mouth and nose as if she were nothing, and Cong Ye's heart, which had been immersed for a long time, beat violently again.

The two walked silently for a while, and Yan Jing said seemingly casually:

"Remember the day I suddenly went to look for you?"

"Yes."

"There were two guests at the mountain gate that day, one of whom you still know, guess who it is."

"Guest, I know"

After sitting and thinking about it for a while, Cong Ye thought of who it was, and asked Yan Jing casually:

"Isn't it Luji Road of the Five Elements Gate?"

"You, how did you guess"

"Hehe, when I came to this space, outside of your Xuanyin Sect, we knew someone at the same time, except for Lu Jidao, I can't think of anyone else."

"Why"

"Because of the last time I went out to practice, since I met Lu Jidao, his eyes have never left you. Isn't it the above to mention the proximity here?"

"Bush Leaves"

Yan Jing actually stopped and looked at Cong Ye with a surprised expression.

"Why, did I guess wrong?"

"You've seen it for a long time"

"I didn't see it a long time ago, and I wouldn't have thought of it if you hadn't mentioned it. Especially when you suddenly showed up that day, the mood didn't seem very pleasant. ”

"That means you even guessed the result"

"What a result"

Although Cong Ye pretended to be very similar, Yan Jing could still see that he was asking this on purpose.

Biting her lower lip gently, Yan Jing raised her eyes to look at Yan Jing in Cong Ye, and asked very seriously:

"What do you think of Lukitau's character?"

"Profit-seeking villains."

Hearing Cong Ye's unthinking evaluation, Yan Jing was silent for a moment, and then smiled.

Although Cong Ye has never expressed his love for himself, with the sensitivity unique to girls, he still heard something from Cong Ye's comment on Lu Jidao. If a boy likes a girl, then under normal circumstances, the evaluation of other boys who pursue the girl will be very low, and even subconsciously belittle the other party.

Cong Ye also found that his words just now contained some vinegar, and when he saw Yan Jing smiling so brightly, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he hurriedly turned his head to look elsewhere.

"Shall we still leave today?"

"What do you say?"

Even though he had already told his story to Yan Jing in front of him, Cong Ye was still not used to calling her "Yan Jing", let alone "Jingjing".

"Why don't we leave, I want to try that flying sword with a high-grade spiritual weapon."

"Do you really like it?"

"Hmm."

"There's another one here, or I'll give it all to you."

Cong Ye was of course referring to the magic weapon-level flying sword obtained from the early stage cultivator of Condensation who was killed by his own punch.

"Don't, don't you don't have a flying sword in your hand?"