Ling Jing pointed at Han Yu's palm, but he didn't dare to exert his strength, his right hand clenched the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", ready to respond when Han Yu changed his moves.

At this moment, Han Yu really changed his move, only to see his wrist turn slightly, one palm turned and slid downward, and then slapped his backpalm and hit Ling Jing's wrist.

"Sure enough!" Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly, Han Yu's change of move this time was what he expected, and he immediately followed suit, raised his wrist, bent his finger down, and pointed at Han Yu's Taiyuan acupoint.

In an instant, the two of them changed their moves continuously, and the speed was dazzling.

"So fast!" Qin Baichuan's eyelids jumped slightly, and he said with some shock. Although he advanced to the artistic conception level with his body technique, if he only fought moves, he was not Ling Jing's opponent, and now he saw that these two people were fighting fast and changing their moves so treacherously, which was really eye-opening.

Yang Zuo Envoy nodded and said, "The sect leader has already practiced the martial arts above the 'Holy Fire Order' to an extremely advanced level, and the moves are exquisite, and we can't see through them. However, it is really not easy for this little brother to be able to keep up with the pace of the sect leader so quickly. ”

The martial arts on the "Holy Fire Order" are not allowed to be practiced by the master of the Ming Sect, and the martial arts above are introduced to Middle-earth from the Persian Ming Sect, which is very different from the martial arts of the Central Plains.

On the other side, Ling Jing and Han Yu attacked each other, seeing that this move was going to lose both, and everyone's wrists were inevitably hit by the other party, but suddenly, they saw the two of them retreat together, withdrawing their palms and closing their fingers.

Han Yu laughed and said, "Little brother, we don't know whether we win or lose this move, there are still six moves at the moment, you have to be careful." ”

As soon as Ling Jing retreated, he had already used the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" to protect his chest, and when he heard this, he smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Han can just make a move." ”

"Okay, little brother, watch out." Han Yu's voice fell, and then his body flashed, and suddenly he appeared in front of Ling Jing's eyes, raised his left hand, and punched Ling Jing's chest.

Ling Jing's eyes shrank slightly, just because this Han Yu's speed was too amazing, almost not below Qin Baichuan, and his body was by no means like Qin Baichuan, a little fancy, just before he moved, he went straight and hit his middle door.

In a hurry, he could only raise his sword to block, but at this moment, he saw a shock in Han Yu's hand, a fist tilted, and a light blow on the spine of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", the sword was bounced away.

After bounced off the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", Han Yu's fist continued unabated, and he immediately rushed with a punch, sandwiched by the sound of the roar, and blasted into Ling Jing's chest.

This fist is upright, straight to the point, and there is no longer the strange trick before, Ling Jing couldn't guess this person's thoughts for a while, but at this time, where did he have time to think about it again, and immediately raised his left palm and pointed it towards Han Yu's left fist.

Han Yu smiled slightly, his right hand holding a folding fan suddenly turned into a phantom, only to hear the sound of "snap", Ling Jing's left wrist had been hit.

Ling Jing's left hand hurt, and his movements suddenly slowed down, and he didn't have time to block Han Yu's left fist, but this punch was menacing, how dare he let the other party hit, and he was in a hurry, and immediately slipped under his feet, and kept retreating, his body had already bent into a bow.

Han Yu's punch was narrowly avoided by him, but there was no annoyance on Han Yu's face, and suddenly he just smiled meaningfully, and the five fingers of his left hand were fluffed, and he suddenly slapped forward.

"Brush!"

A huge force struck Ling Jing's chest, and his chest was as if he had been hit by an iron hammer, and he was stunned in one breath, and a touch of blush suddenly surged on his face.

Ling Jing snorted, and was taken back several steps in a row by this force, and blood was already spilling out from the corners of his mouth.

"What a strong internal force." Ling Jing covered his chest with his hands, he didn't expect that this Han Yu's internal strength had actually reached such a point, just a flick of his five fingers could hurt him.

Forcibly lifting a breath of true qi to suppress the injury in his chest, Ling Jing reluctantly smiled: "Brother Han, there are still five moves." ”

Han Yu chuckled lightly, did not answer, and immediately stepped forward again, with a mistake in both hands, a punch to Ling Jing's lower abdomen, and a fan to Ling Jing's right shoulder.

In a moment, the two were already entangled again.

However, almost all of the people present were masters, and they could all see that Ling Jing had been at a disadvantage from beginning to end, if it weren't for Han Yu's mercy, I was afraid that Ling Jing would have been lying on the ground a long time ago.

Wan Yueshan saw that Ling Jing was falling to the downside, and suddenly sighed and said, "Old Yang, you said that if we go up together, can we beat the sect leader?" "His martial arts are only between Ling Jing and Ling Jing, and now that he saw that the sect leader just suppressed this little brother lightly, he felt that the strength of this sect leader was really getting more and more terrifying.

Yang Zuo tilted his head slightly, frowned, and said, "This assumption is not true. ”

Wan Yueshan couldn't help but laugh and said, "I mean if." ”

Yang Zuo pondered for a moment and spit out a word: "Difficult." ”

Wan Yueshan shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile, if there is anyone in the Ming Sect who knows the sect master best, it is this Lao Yang who is undoubtedly this old Yang, since even Lao Yang said that so many masters present are not the opponent of the sect leader even if they go together, then it seems that the strength of the sect leader has really reached an unimaginable level.

Lian Yi on the other side kept a faint smile, in fact, since Han Yu was ready to make a move, she knew that she had no chance to live anymore.

She grew up in the Ming Sect since she was a child, but she rarely saw the sect leader take action in person, but the only time she saw Han Yu fight with an old monster with a double heaven of artistic conception, and at that time, Han Yu was already not lagging behind at all.

Although Ling Jing's martial arts are extremely high, she can fight with Wanyue Mountain, which has a heavy artistic conception without showing the slightest sign of defeat, which is already beyond her expectations, but in the face of Han Yu

Lian Yi sighed in her heart, but she could also see that Han Yu seemed to have the intention of recruiting this son, so she didn't have to worry about her involvement with this son.

In a moment, Ling Jing and Han Yu fought four more moves in a row, although Ling Jing knew Han Yu's martial arts path, but the combination of "Holy Fire Order" martial arts and "Qiankun Great Shift" was by no means as simple as one plus one equals two, and after fighting four moves, he was hit by the other party three times.

After a fight, the two of them retreated separately, Ling Jing only felt a faint pain all over his body, now he has been fighting for more than four consecutive moments, the hidden danger of the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" finally began to attack slowly, there is no place in the meridians of the body that is not like a knife cut, the blood network on the body has spread to the wrist, and although Han Yu's subordinates are merciful, but the place where he was hit is extremely painful, and I don't know what kind of method this Han Yu used, this is simply more uncomfortable than being directly slashed.

But there was only one last move left, and Ling Jing only needed to take this trick again, and he could be regarded as winning this bet, but at this moment, his mind was unprecedentedly nervous.

Previously, he could naturally see that Han Yu was a little careless, and even he couldn't tell how much strength he had used during the period.

Han Yu took two steps back and said with a smile: "Little brother, I didn't want to hurt you, if you agree to join the Ming Sect now, we don't need to compare anymore." ”

Ling Jing glanced at Lianyi, and saw that she was just smiling at herself, but there was no worry on her face, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and turned around and said: "Brother Han, the so-called "save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west", this last trick, we have to compare what we say. ”

Han Yu shook the folding fan in his hand, gently hit the palm of his left hand, and said, "Little brother, you should be able to see that I didn't exert my full strength just now, but I won't show mercy to my subordinates anymore for this last move." ”

Ling Jing took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for Brother Han's mercy, but I still want to try to see if I can take Brother Han's last move." ”

If he retreats at this moment, will he choose to retreat when he encounters obstacles again?

He didn't want to think about this anymore, at this moment, he just wanted to do his best to catch Han Yu's last move.

"Okay, then little brother should be careful." Han Yu laughed loudly, and suddenly, he saw his body shake, one turned into two, two into three, and three into thousands of moments, only to see that the field was already full of his afterimages, surrounding Ling Jing.

"The sect leader is finally starting to get serious." When Yang Zuo saw the sect leader's move, he gave birth to many afterimages, false and real, true and false, even he couldn't tell which was the afterimage and which was the real body, and immediately sighed.

Wan Yueshan, Qin Baichuan and the others were all dazzled, and when they saw these afterimages one after another, flashing through the field like lightning, they all felt that their scalps were a little numb.

As soon as Ling Jing saw Han Yu make this move, he immediately felt a huge shock in his heart, with so many afterimages, he couldn't see which was Han Yu's true body at all, if Han Yu took the opportunity to make a move at this time, how could he resist it?

But Han Yu didn't really make a move at this time, but his body kept changing, and said, "Little brother, you admit defeat, you can't take this move." "The voice is close and distant, fluctuating.

"Is this Han Yu's true strength?" Ling Jing's heart sank, his eyes were full of phantoms, even if he wanted to find Han Yu's flaws, his eyes couldn't keep up with Han Yu's speed at all.

Seeing that Ling Jing didn't answer, Han Yu suddenly sighed and said, "Little brother, I'm going to make a move, be careful." ”

When the words fell, I saw countless afterimages either punching or palming, densely packed, all of them swooping towards Ling Jing, for a while, it was only dazzling.

Ling Jing knew that his realm and internal strength were too low, so it was difficult to keep up with Han Yu's speed, but at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention of admitting defeat, he just raised the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" at the moment, pinched his left hand into a sword finger, and slid quickly on the spine of the sword, a pitch-black fierce light continued to condense at the tip of the sword, becoming more and more intense!

(To be continued)