As soon as Ling Yu's voice came out, he was surprised to see that the murderous aura that was surging towards Fei Zhenhai from all directions had all returned along the same path, and in an instant, Zhao Yanran fell into a situation of being embattled.

Ling Yu didn't have time to think about it, he jumped in front of Zhao Yanran, and turned around in a circle with the Shocking Sword in his hand, and actually blocked all those murderous aura.

Zhao Yanran was wearing a silk scarf, and she couldn't see the expression on her face, but it could be seen from the look in her eyes that she was still shocked by Ling Yu's strength. In fact, this is not difficult to understand, after all, in just one year, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Unlike ordinary people, she was shocked by his strength at first, and then that look was replaced by sympathy, and in the course of a year, her own strength was also growing by leaps and bounds, and she knew very well what kind of terrible price it would take.

"Thank you. ”

Zhao Yanran said lightly to Ling Yu, and suddenly bypassed him, and the jade hand plucked the strings again.

"Hmph. Fei Zhenhai had a sneer on his face, "I can't help myself!"

As he spoke, he swung the Nether Blade, resisting all the murderous aura emitted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Qin, and in the square between the two, a deafening loud sound continued to sound, and the whole was blown into ruins, causing everyone to take a few steps back again.

"How can this be ......"

Looking at Zhao Yanran, who was almost unharmed, Fei Zhenhai couldn't help but raise his divine blade, frowning and muttering. According to his strength, coupled with the power of the Divine Blade, it was not something that Zhao Yanran could resist with the Seven Treasure Liuliqin, but now, most of the energy of the Divine Blade was absorbed by Ling Yu, and only in his hands could he exert all his power, and in his hands, it was just a little more spiritual than ordinary mortal iron.

Ling Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "Old fellow, you look too ugly, and the Nether Divine Blade is an artifact, so naturally you don't want to contribute to someone like you!"

Yue'er, who was on Xiao Qi's back, laughed out loud when she heard it.

"Really?!" Fei Zhenhai raised his head slightly, stared at Ling Yu with cloudy old eyes, and then shouted, "Half Moon Slash!"

Half Moon Slash is just a rather ordinary martial art, Ling Yu also learned it when he was in the Double Emperor Academy, but he doesn't mean to underestimate it now, he understands the gap between him and Dou Zong, even the most ordinary martial arts, in the hands of such a strong person, can turn decay into magic.

Suddenly, his good-looking eyes sank, and he found that Fei Zhenhai, who was a powerhouse of the Dou Sect, shouted Half-Moon Slash in his mouth, but the martial arts he used were not Half-Moon Slash at all, but a more advanced martial art.

"Old thing, you're so fucking shameless, and you use such despicable means to duel with juniors!"

Ling Yu scolded angrily while swinging his sword to resist, but in a hurry, he was not fully prepared, he only felt that the sword was smashed by a hammer, and he couldn't help but take a step back, while Zhao Yanran on the side was even more embarrassed, and directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Yanran's figure kept retreating, Ling Yu was afraid that something would happen to her, so he reached out and pulled her, but he accidentally used too much force and pulled her into his arms, and then a burst of fragrance immediately rushed into his nose, and his face was slightly red.

When Yue'er saw this scene, her face turned pale, but then she returned to normal and muttered, "Brother Ling Yu is just saving people, what are you thinking?"

Ling Yu let go of Zhao Yanran and took the initiative to turn his face to look at Fei Zhenhai.

Zhao Yanran's blood was sprinkled on the Qibao glazed qin, and it disappeared without a trace immediately, and at the same time, pale red ripples appeared on the qin, slowly swinging like water waves.

Fei Zhenhai had a spring breeze smile on his face, and said calmly: "Boy, hand over the Amazing Sword in your hand, I promise not to kill you, otherwise, hehe, I will definitely make you not survive, you can't die!"

Ling Yu turned the hilt of his sword and said with a smile: "That's really a coincidence, I was about to say this too!"

"Then it depends on how many catties and taels you have!" Fei Zhenhai said, his body danced, and this time the swordsmanship was so agile and unpredictable that it was unpredictable.

Ling Yu didn't study very well, but he liked to watch some martial arts, at this time, he had an idea, and suddenly remembered the key of Dugu Jiujian, as long as it is a sword move, there will definitely be flaws, since it is unpredictable, why bother to find it? He used this set of swordsmanship, the purpose must be to kill, so simply ignore his false moves, as long as you pay attention to find out the flaws in the actual moves.

Fei Zhenhai saw that Ling Yu was unusual, not taking the initiative to attack, his face showed a trace of doubt, his set of swordsmanship was like dominoes, the enemy's active attack was the initiator, and then the power of the sword move became more and more powerful, but if he took the initiative to attack the enemy, it would be almost the same as ordinary swordsmanship.

"Could it be that this kid has actually seen through the mystery of this set of swordsmanship?" Fei Zhenhai said in his heart, "No, it's impossible! This set of swordsmanship was created by me, and those who have seen its power have all died under my sword, how can he be a kid who smells like milk, how can he see the clues?"

Remembering that the other party was a stinky kid, Fei Zhenhai couldn't help but sneer, and took the initiative to think that Ling Yu had launched an attack.

Ling Yu also laughed, and his body was motionless, what came to mind was Ling Hu Chong's dashing posture, however, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, because he suddenly found that although he could find the flaw in Fei Zhenhai's swordsmanship, the flaw was often fleeting, and before he could make a move, it had disappeared.

At this time, he realized that the so-called no move has a move, and he must be extremely familiar with the sword move, so that he can find the flaw in the moment when others make a move.

Seeing that the Nether God Blade was about to stab his body, Ling Yu had no choice but to smile bitterly and make a move, wanting to block it, but at this moment, Long San suddenly said loudly: "Leave his sword alone, attack his wrist!"

Ling Yu was a little puzzled, although it was not easy to practice a one-handed swordsmanship, but it was not as good as his own life, right? However, he had a special trust in this old man with a strange temperament, and immediately gritted his teeth and attacked his wrist.

In Fei Zhenhai's opinion, although it is not easy to kill Ling Yu, it is also nine out of ten, and he can't afford to abolish his cultivation for such a person, so he immediately returned his sword to protect his wrist.

As soon as he made a move, his face suddenly changed greatly, the flaw in this move happened to be occupied by Ling Yu in advance, even if he returned to the sword to protect it, it was in vain.

But he is also good, he changed his sword move in a thousand moments, although his wrist was still cut out, but decades of cultivation were preserved.

With a bang, the two artifacts clashed together, and at this moment, Fei Zhenhai was shocked to find that there was a strong attraction on the Shocking Sword, as if he wanted to snatch the Netherworld Divine Blade in his hand.