There was no movement on both sides for the time being, after all, among the people present at the moment, Han Yu, Ling Jing, Yang Mu, and Lu Lao had the highest martial arts, and now it seemed that Ling Jing had more to rely on, and he dared to directly argue with Han Yu.

Han Yu and Ling Jing stood three or four feet apart, looking at each other.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Bai Lao has passed on all his skills to you?" He was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Old Man Bai to pass on his skills so quickly.

"Almost." Ling Jing said lightly: "Otherwise, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to accept Sect Master Han's ten moves, right?" ”

"Ten moves?" Han Yu shook his head and said, "Brother Ling's swordsmanship is admirable, if your realm is higher, maybe there is no one in this world who can beat you." ”

Ling Jing knew that he was talking about the artistic conception of the triple heaven swordsmanship, but it was easy to say, his enlightenment was already amazing, but it was impossible to deduce the artistic conception of the "Dugu Nine Swords" to the point of the triple heaven in such a short period of time, and now with the realm of the artistic conception of the double heaven plus the level of internal strength of the intermediate grandmaster, he still felt that the odds of winning were not great.

However, there are some things that you don't do without a chance of winning.

"Sect Leader Han, please!" Ling Jing flicked his long sword, a black light flashed, and the sword body of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" flicked to his side, and the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground.

"Please!" Han Yu's face also seemed to show a hint of seriousness, and two weapons shook out of a pair of sleeves, but they were two transparent tokens, and there seemed to be a flame burning in them, which looked extremely gorgeous.

The Moon Envoy and Cloud Envoy behind him had a strange look on their faces, and they looked at the token in Han Yu's hand without blinking.

"Holy Flame Order." Ling Jing's eyes narrowed, it was said that there were a total of six Holy Flame Orders, and now Han Yu was holding two in his hand, so I don't know if the other four were also in Han Yu's hands.

Brush!

The two of them moved sharply, and their speed was far beyond the ordinary artistic conception level masters, and they exchanged hands in the blink of an eye.

Ling Jing's long sword flew and took the lead in stabbing out a sword, because Han Yu's moves were very weird, and they were also martial arts on the Holy Fire Order, he was many times stronger than the Moon Envoy and the others, and it was basically difficult to find out where his flaws were.

"Five Doctor Swords!"

As soon as Ling Jing made a move, it was a five-sword attack, each sword was pale and full of ancient meaning, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like five towering trees rising from the ground and pressing towards Han Yu.

Han Yu's god was not in a hurry, he temporarily took a defensive position, Ling Jing came with a sword, he blocked a sword, no matter how majestic the opponent's sword qi was, he did not move.

Dangdang!

After five swords in a row, Han Yu remained motionless, standing in place and receiving Ling Jing's five attacks, but his feet did not move a single bit.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, Han Yu's strength, he had already expected it, and he knew that it was almost impossible to defeat him with the Taishan Sect's sword technique, but this was only the tentative stage, and no one had used all their strength.

"Brother Ling, you can also take a few tricks from me." The corners of Han Yu's mouth curled, and he suddenly changed his body, rushing towards Ling Jing like wind and lightning, and the two holy flames were like short daggers, and the sharp edge was exposed, and the escaping energy seemed to cut the air apart.

Ling Jing used the "Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Technique" to protect the vital points around him, and soon met with hand-to-hand combat.

Dangdang!

There were sparks splashing out between the two, Han Yu's moves were extremely strange, and the angle of each attack was unexpected, obviously it seemed to be a move that attacked Ling Jing's lower abdomen, but in the end, it attacked Ling Jing's throat, and it was impossible to see when he changed his attack route.

What's even more strange is that Ling Jing seems to be able to anticipate Han Yu's attack path every time, and block his attack without any mistakes.

"These two people are really terrible, they seem to be ordinary tricks, and they don't fight very fiercely, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that every move and every style of the two of them can kill each other, as long as there is a slight difference, it will inevitably end up dying on the spot."

Even masters such as the Moon Envoy, Shang Tianchen, and Tang Hao couldn't help but look solemn, compared with these two people, they were really a lot worse.

"Invisible Sword!"

Ling Jing used the internal strength of an intermediate grandmaster to use his trick again, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" sank into the air at a faster speed, and he couldn't even hear the subtle humming sound of the long sword, and almost instantly stabbed in front of Han Yu.

Han Yu chuckled, he had already analyzed Ling Jing's swordsmanship, he knew all of Ling Jing's moves well, and he immediately raised the "Holy Flame Order" in his left hand and blocked it in front of his chest.

Sonor!

A series of sparks flew out, Ling Jing only felt a shock in his arm, the force of the shock coming from the opponent's blade was extremely strong, if he changed to his previous self, he would definitely hurt the meridians in his hand because of this.

The moment Han Yu blocked Ling Jing's long sword, the token in his right hand was quickly clicked out, it looked like a move to make the judge's pen, covering the five big points on Ling Jing's chest in one move, and the tip of the token swayed, making it difficult to see its trajectory at all.

Brush!

Ling Jing's moves changed sharply, and the long sword circled, and five sword shadows were differentiated.

Dangdang!

The blades of the two collided five times in an instant, like the tip of a needle and Mai Mang's collision, and the escaping energy shattered the floor under their feet.

Tang Hao and the others on the side were secretly sweating for Ling Jing, Han Yu's strength was beyond everyone's expectations, even Bai Lao died in his hands, could Ling Jing be his opponent?

The princess and Lian Yi's hands clenched unconsciously, and with every move collision between the two in the field, their hearts couldn't help but pound, for fear that Ling Jing would be injured in the next move.

"Old Lu, do you think Brother Ling can win?" Tang Hao was a little anxious, if he was to face Han Yu by himself, it was estimated that he would be defeated within twenty moves, it was not easy for Ling Jing to support him until now, but he still had no bottom in his heart.

Lu Lao is not good at words, and at this moment, he just frowned, shook his head, and sighed: "Difficult, difficult, difficult!" ”

said three difficult words in a row, you can imagine how worried he was in his heart.

"Father and King Huai'an, why haven't they attacked yet?" Tang Hao held the silver spear tightly in his right hand, his mind fluctuated, he only hoped that Ling Jing would not be defeated too quickly, once his father and King Huai'an brought people in, then they still had a glimmer of hope.

However, seeing that Han Yu looked like he was holding a Zhizhu in his hand, he didn't seem to be worried about the collapse of the defense line outside, and he suddenly felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

In just a moment, Ling Jing and Han Yu fought for more than seventy moves, and the pace of the battle was many times faster than that of ordinary artistic conception level masters, and it was difficult to see how fierce the two fought on the surface, which was the weirdest part.

The shouts of killing outside the palace continued, but there was no sign of approaching, and it seemed that the King of Huai'an and the Marquis of An Le had also encountered obstacles, and it was difficult to attack for a while.

Ling Jing's mind turned, and the long sword suddenly turned in his hand.

"Heart Chakra Sword!"