Concubine Ling was defeated, which shocked everyone in the Ethereal Sect.

This is the sevenfold martial arts Tianjiao who stepped into the Lingwu Realm at the age of eighteen, and he also has the strength to transcend the ranks.

This kind of talent, among the younger generation of the Ethereal Sect, there is no second person.

However, it was such a proud woman of heaven who was defeated.

This is something that no one expected.

What surprised everyone even more was that this young man named Ye Xuan was rumored to be a wasted person with a completely destroyed martial soul two years ago, but in two years, he grew from a wasted person with no cultivation to this point, and this kind of cultivation speed can only be described as terrifying.

In this battle, all dignity and pride were regained.

Ye Xuan stood with his head held high, looked at Ling Feishuang, and said loudly: "Ling Feishuang, from today onwards, you and I will have nothing to do with each other, and the past grievances will be written off. From now on, you ascend to your heavenly path, and I will be my mortal. ”

Ling Feishuang felt a humiliation rise from the bottom of her heart, she closed her lips tightly, and there was no pain on her face, but there was still a bright red blood line sliding down the corner of her lips.

Although the last sword slashing dragon trick, Ye Xuan shifted a distance, but the majestic sword qi still shook Ling Feishuang out of internal injuries.

At this moment, Ling Feishuang's mind was blank, she saw the surprised expressions on the faces of her fellow disciples around her, but she couldn't hear their voices.

From childhood to adulthood, she has been the focus of attention, awakening the martial soul at the age of five, condensing the cyclone at the age of seven, and becoming a true disciple of the Ethereal Sect at the age of thirteen.

Her eyes were covered with mist, her eyes looked at Ye Xuan with complicated eyes, her cherry lips opened slightly, and she asked humiliatingly, "Do you hate me so much?"

"There may have been before, but from the moment I beat you, there was none. You and I will be passers-by from now on, and there will be no more intersections, and there will be no hatred. ”

Ye Xuan raised his head and looked at the mountain peak standing on the sea of clouds, and the boulder that had been stuck in the martial arts state of mind shattered.

From this moment on, she truly embarked on the road of the strong, and Ling Feishuang was no longer an obstacle on the road of martial arts.

From now on, I will no longer cultivate to defeat her, but only to pursue the path of the strong.

This battle was a battle in which Ye Xuan broke the shackles of his state of mind, but it was a battle in which Ling Feishuang's mood was blocked.

After this battle, on the road of martial arts, there will always be someone who walks in front of her, hinders her, and becomes her heart knot.

There is only one road to martial arts, the strong compete with each other, and only the winner can go on.

Ling Feishuang was at a loss in her heart, and she felt that the world was spinning, as if her body had fallen with her pride and fallen into the dust.

......

When everything was over, Ye Xuan withdrew his sword case and prepared to leave.

Behind him, there was a sudden deep shout: "Do you want to leave after spreading the wilderness in the Ethereal Sect?"

Ye Xuan turned around and looked around, only to see that Han Shengtian's face was as cold as ice, asking questions like a god, and his gestures were full of the momentum of a superior person.

"Don't go, stay for the New Year?" Ye Xuan was still neither humble nor arrogant even in the face of such a Holy Rank Elder, and his eyes were resolute.

"Come as soon as you want, leave as soon as you want, and hurt my two disciples of the Ethereal Sect, what kind of place do you treat my Ethereal Sect as?" Han Shengtian's eyes stared, and a powerful coercion spread.

The disciples of the Ethereal Sect around the welcoming floor, when they saw that the person they admired in their hearts was defeated and injured, they were immediately indignant, and scolded loudly: "Can't let him run away, arrest him!"

There were even some disciples who were so angry that they wanted to come up, and they were going to make a move.

Ye Xuan raised his palm, opened his palm, and ran the Heavenly Sword Technique, the Kunpeng Sword flew out of the sword box, hovering a foot in front of his palm, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the Ethereal Sect disciples who surrounded him.

"If you dare, try it!"

These Ethereal Sect disciples immediately remembered the power of the sword just now, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated.

The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth hooked up a sneer, he withdrew the Kunpeng sword, turned around and walked down the mountain.

"Stop!" Han Shengtian spoke again, and stretched out a powerful coercion, enveloping all directions.

Ye Xuan frowned, turned to look at Han Shengtian, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Han Shengtian's expression was as cold as ice, and he said in the tone of a superior person: "Since you dare to come to my Ethereal Sect to spread the wilderness, then don't go." ”

"What's the matter, as a Holy Rank Elder of the Ethereal Sect, do you still want to take action against me personally?" Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Han Shengtian.

"This seat naturally won't hurt you, but if you dare to come to the door to provoke, then you must be left behind!" Han Shengtian stood on the high platform, looking down at Ye Xuan with his head held high, exuding the momentum of a god-like powerhouse, which made the surrounding Ethereal Sect disciples breathless.

"Two battles, agreed by both sides, fair duels to settle personal grievances, become a provocation to your door. ”

Ye Xuan sneered and continued: "Very good, everything the strong man says is right. If you want to shoot at me, just say it, there's no need to make excuses!"

Han Shengtian's eyes sank, as an Elder of the Holy Rank of the Ethereal Sect, it was really difficult for him to make a move against an inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect because of his identity.

But Ye Xuan came to the door to provoke, injuring two people in a row, and even his most valued disciple was defeated.

Just let Ye Xuan leave, and the face of the Ethereal Sect was lost.

"Don't try to quibble!This seat will leave you behind, and I will never hurt you, I will only take you to the Heavenly Sword Sect to ask for an explanation, and see who taught you, dare to go to my Ethereal Sect to stir up trouble!" Han Shengtian scolded.

It's a clever trick!

If he is really captured and taken to the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect will inevitably be condemned because of the relationship between the two sects.

Ye Xuan applauded and praised: "Good means! I want to ask, if you are so good at playing tricks, is your martial arts heart still firm?"

From ancient times to the present day.

Crazy martial arts, martial arts to the sky.

Strategists, conquer the world.

There is no difference between the two, and the obsessive martial artist is not good at scheming, no matter what kind of conspiracy dilemma he encounters, he will break it with force.

Strategists are good at taking advantage of the situation, strategizing, and winning thousands of miles away.

Both have their own strengths.

If you want to choose one of the two, Ye Xuan is willing to be a person who is crazy about martial arts, and if he is undecided, he will break it with a sword!

Those who are good at scheming can calculate luck, turn things around, and fix the heavens and the earth, which is great wisdom.

However, great wisdom is not available to everyone, and more is more than a conspirator who plays tricks.

Ye Xuan asked Han Shengtian if his martial arts state of mind was firm, in fact, he was mocking him for playing tricks.

How could Han Shengtian not hear it, he suddenly became slightly angry in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Even if you are clever, I will leave you behind today!"

"Then let's see if you have the ability!" Ye Xuan jumped and flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Leave it for me!" Han Shengtian let out a deep sigh and raised his hand to grab Ye Xuan in the air.

An invisible energy surged out, chased above Ye Xuan's head in the blink of an eye, condensed into a big palm, and grabbed downward.

Ye Xuan's eyes froze, and he hurriedly drew his sword and slashed upward.

Boom!

The sword qi slashed into the palm of the big hand, marking a deep sword mark.

However, the Holy Rank Elder of the Immortal Mountain Sect cultivated so profoundly, his big palm grabbed it like the sky was collapsing, rolled up the snow, turned into an ice prison, and trapped Ye Xuan in it.

Han Shengtian stepped down from the high platform, stepped on the snow, and walked step by step, as if he had caught a little mouse, and wanted to take a closer look.

Ye Xuan's face turned angry, he took out a fist-sized orb, stared at Han Shengtian, and said in a deep voice: "The Holy Rank Elder is really majestic! I have written down this big palm, since I can have the first three-year covenant, why am I afraid to make another three-year covenant." ”

"Han Shengtian, in three years, I will ascend to the Ethereal Sect again, and then see if you can still use your cultivation to suppress me!"

Ye Xuan said, a dragon pattern appeared behind him, and a dragon roar broke through the nine heavens.

Feeling this powerful aura, Han Shengtian frowned, and immediately wanted to make a move.

Ye Xuan took a step faster, smashed the ice prison with one palm, activated the Immortal Tour Orb, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

(End of chapter)