The messenger ...... From the Yongchang Sect!

When he came, it happened that Ling Han was out of the customs after three days, which was also a very coincidence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Because the prestige of the Yongchang Sect was too strong, this messenger was arranged to live on the fourth floor for three days, as soon as Ling Han came out of the pass, someone went to spread the news, and Ling Han did not start the next retreat for the time being, although he was really too lazy to meet anyone at this time.

After a while, a young man appeared.

He is dressed in green clothes, and his cultivation is slashed, and he has a heroic spirit.

is just a messenger, but he has the power of a king, which shows how talented Yan Xianlu is.

"It's not a small shelf, it actually made me wait for three days!" The young man in Tsing Yi showed dissatisfaction as soon as he saw Ling Han.

Hehe.

Ling Han complained in his heart, pointed to the door, and said, "The door is there, you can roll." ”

The young man couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect Ling Han to be so direct and domineering, his face was red and blue, and after a while, he said, "Ling Han, I came here on the orders of the Holy Son." ”

"Oh, which Holy Son?" Ling Han said disapprerovingly.

"Of course it's the Holy Son of Yan Xianlu!" the young man said proudly, "Apart from the adults of my family, who else in the Yongchang Sect is worthy of being called the Holy Son?"

This tone is quite big, but it is enough to see that Yan Xianlu is strong, and he doesn't even have a competitor.

"What is Yan Xianlu looking for me?" Ling Han crossed Erlang's legs, and didn't seem to hear Yan Xianlu's words clearly.

The young man gasped, looked at Ling Han with a fixed expression, and showed a look of shock, you are so bold, you actually dare to call Yan Xianlu's name. He couldn't help but reprimand: "Bold, the name of the Holy Son is also something you can call directly?"

Ling Leng smiled and said, "You ran to my place and want to teach me how to be a person?"

The young man wanted to do it a little, but thinking of Ling Han's previous feats, he immediately dispelled his thoughts.

He is indeed the king, but I don't know how much worse than Zhao Qingfeng, but Zhao Qingfeng was beheaded by Ling Han, so what is he?

To make a move, that is to give away someone's head.

"Hmph, when you see my lord, you will know how big the gap is between you and the Holy Son!" the young man said proudly, he took out a letter and flicked it towards Ling Han, "My lord invites you to the meeting. ”

Ling Han took the letter, but did not open it immediately.

A year later, Broken Cloud Mountain Tianjiao gathered. The young man said arrogantly, "Ling Han, do you know that the one who can be invited by my family is not the Holy Son of the Immortal King Great Sect, and you are the only exception. ”

"The exact time and place are written on the letterhead, provided you can see it!"

He paused for a moment and replied, "This is written by my family master himself!"

Yan Xianlu wrote it by himself?

Ling Han originally didn't think so, but now he became interested and began to open the envelope.

There was a seal on it, representing the integrity of the envelope, and when this seal was opened, suddenly, a terrifying sharp aura came out of the envelope, as if it could cut through the sky.

It's so strong!

Ling Han's heart froze, when Yan Xianlu put down the pen, he must have also left his martial arts will on the letterhead, and now the specific time and place of the invitation are on the letterhead, and he can only go if he sees it.

This is a test, I Yan Xianlu invited you, but are you qualified to come?

Hum, endless glory and light flickered, and the room was suddenly filled with avenue symbols, as if there was a peerless powerhouse who wanted to kill out of the envelope and give Ling Han a fatal blow.

Ling Han showed a solemn expression, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all, and he continued to open the envelope.

The young man couldn't resist it, and retreated again and again, with a hint of admiration on his face.

Ling Han bore the brunt of the incident as if nothing had happened, but he regressed again and again, and the gap was huge.

No wonder he can kill Zhao Qingfeng and be personally invited by the Holy Son.

However, you have only opened the envelope, not the letter paper, and that is the real test.

He watched quietly on the side, only to see that Ling Han had already taken out the letter paper inside.

This folded into four stacks, thin.

Ling Han continued to open the letter, hum, a golden light gushed out, turned into a golden divine sword, slashed towards Ling Han, was snuffed out by Ling Han with a casual press, and then opened, and another cyan sword slashed out.

He pressed it again, and the sword was also scattered by him.

At this time, the letter paper was also completely opened, and an endless black light surged, and then turned into a fist, and struck towards Ling Han with the momentum of looking at the world.

One punch can break the sky, suppress the eternal, and dictatorship.

Domineering and arrogant!

This is Yan Xianlu's martial arts, exuding his invincible faith.

Ling Han also punched out, this was an alternative contest between the two, they couldn't fake treasures such as the Immortal Demon Sword, otherwise they would fall behind, and they would shake their invincibility.

Boom!

The two fists collided together, Ling Han's body trembled slightly, he took three steps back, then stopped, and took seven steps back, only then did he finally hold the stake steadily, and the floor tiles under his feet were clearly left with ten steps, half a foot deep.

The black fist also shattered, turned into black light again, and then formed a line of words: "Sanyang Peak, when the three stars converge." ”

The line appeared for a moment, then shattered and dissolved into nothingness.

"Ling Han, the letter has been delivered, farewell!" the young man said, a look of admiration on his face.

To be able to catch a blow from the Holy Son, this strength is really strong. Of course, compared to the Holy Son, it is not worthy of carrying shoes, you must know that the Holy Son only did it casually when he wrote the letter, but Ling Han still took ten steps back and used all his strength.

The comparison of strength could not be clearer and more obvious.

Ling Han ignored it, he looked at the letter, because Yan Xianlu's martial arts will had already been vented, and the letterhead had become blank.

If he couldn't catch the punch, all he could see was a blank piece of paper.

This is Yan Xianlu's domineering, I invite you, are you qualified enough?

Ling Han showed a faint smile, and there was a fighting intent in his eyes.

Speaking from his heart, he is indeed not Yan Xianlu's opponent now, just from the previous punch, he knows that Yan Xianlu has definitely stepped into the five slashes, otherwise there will not be that kind of absolute crushing momentum.

If it weren't for the fact that this was just a letter, which only attached a trace of Yan Xianlu's martial will, and directly threw a punch, then Ling Han would at least spit out a mouthful of blood.

"One year to go...... I have to break through the Five Slashes!" Ling Han muttered, he had already decided to go to the appointment.

"Perhaps, Yan Xianlu can give me enough pressure to get the opportunity to push open the door of the Five Slashes. ”

Tiandao Jade is not omnipotent, it just adds a glimmer of hope, and the key depends on yourself.

"However, the top priority now is the second refining, and after half a year, we will see the real chapter, and the matter of Yan Xianlu will be put aside first. ”

Ling Han touched his chin, feeling that his time was really well arranged, and it was completely insufficient. (To be continued.) )