Four people.

Three elders, one guru, focused on the young man.

He was wrapped in a black and gold robe, his black hair was scattered, and his expression did not shy away at all.

The strong are opposite.

Momentum first.

"Hahaha! It is worthy of the Holy Son who defeated the Sacred Heart, scared away the Shadow Academy Palace Ruifeng, and demarcated the land on the border of Wei Yan, you are a strong man, you are qualified to participate, then this matter is your share. ”

Suddenly laughter rang out, and the two-handed-bearded Master Li Ling laughed, although he had a chance to win, but if he could avoid conflict, it would be even better.

After all, his time is also limited.

The melting of the snow is the critical point of this time limit.

"Let's have a fight. ”

An indifferent voice sounded in the hall.

The four of them were stunned, as if they didn't understand.

Elder Heavenly King frowned, and said secretly: "Holy Son, this is not the time for disputes, if the door master is really..."

"To fight or not?"

Xia Ji got up.

With a wave of the black and gold robe, it spread like black flames to the ground, burning behind him.

Li Ling was also stunned: "You... There's no need for this fight, we can all get it..."

"To fight or not?"

Xia Ji's tone was heavier, and he raised his head and looked down at the master in the audience.

An indescribable domineering spirit is gradually climbing.

Lan Yue looked at the young man who stood up like a tiger at this moment, it was the first time she had seen such a powerful side of the Holy Son.

Elder Wisdom was a little speechless, stupid, stupid, I don't know how to grasp the win-win situation, what to fight? The master of the door is dead, everyone will share the benefits together.

"This is the Holy Gate, I am the Holy Son, and I have the final say in everything.

As a guru, when you come to Bikong Mountain and talk about good things, don't you treat me as something you can handle?

Am I eligible?

Count me in?

Li Ling, I'm afraid you're not dizzy. ”

The strong have a sense of place.

Xia Ji stood still, surrounded by an invisible aura.

This is the Holy Gate, this is the Blue Sky Mountain, you come here and say "count your share", this is a provocation.

provoked, and I will fight.

As for the benefits?

Wait until I'm convinced, and then ask slowly.

Li Ling sneered, his eyes widened, his expression was full of fierceness, and he beckoned contemptuously, as if calling an eagle dog, "Come, then let Senior Uncle see what you, a young man, have learned from Senior Brother." ”

Elder Heavenly King wanted to play a round, after all, he was very optimistic about the Holy Son.

Even if there was no such thing as Si Wuxie, he would regard himself as Xia Ji's person.

At this time, he didn't want the Holy Son to be ruined in this infighting.

So, he took a step forward and wanted to speak.

But that's not yet to be said.

Xia Ji suddenly raised his left hand: "I'll talk about it after the fight." ”

Elder Heavenly King frowned, and finally stepped aside.

Everyone has their own choice.

This is the choice of the Son.

The winner is king, and if you lose, it's nothing.

The three elders looked at each other, then slowly retreated into a wide open space.

The hall was splendid, the sunlight outside the door was all gone, the gloomy clouds were swept by the wind, and the snow was about to fall.

On the hall, the carpet is laid dozens of zhang, embroidered with the emblem of the Holy Gate, three mountains and one river.

Xia Ji stood in the east of the river, Li Ling stood in the west of the river, and the two looked at each other from a distance.

Li Ling flicked his sleeves, and a short knife with deep blood grooves and a cold light flashed at the tip slid out of it, the handle was engraved with the texture of a bat's wings, obviously not an ordinary knife, "Where is your knife?"

"No knives. ”

"Hmph... Hahahaha!!!Look for death, young man. ”

Li Ling didn't speak anymore and beckoned, "Come, let you attack first." ”

The words are good, in fact, this is more convenient for him to use Xuan Qi to drive the end of the world to draw the knife for a moment.

Xia Ji didn't say much, and pulled the black and gold robes, like a black cloud, and floated back to the main seat of the main hall of the Holy Gate.

He stepped out, and his figure had appeared on Li Ling's side in an instant.

Simply raise your fist and smash it, and the fist is really angry.

Li Ling pressed the short knife in his hand, and when he saw the opportunity, an extremely fast sword driven by Xuan Qi was about to slash out towards the young man in front of him.

But halfway through the cut, I realized that something was wrong.

As if the young man in front of him didn't exist, he suddenly thought of a possibility, so he raised half of the knife and retracted it again, slightly curled a very small arc, and drove it with a secret method, so that the knife momentum of this knife was not lost by half a cent.

At the same time, Li Ling roared, and the powerful essence of the true qi, connected to the repulsive force of the air flow, centered on him, exploded and pushed away.

The air flow blasted out, and all vanity vanished.

The young man in front of him was gone, and at the same time, a punch exploded in Li Ling's side.

Boom!!

This boxing on the qi armor of "Xuan Qi and True Qi" seems to have never worked, and at the same time, Xia Ji also showed his figure.

"Sure enough, it's a phantom body method! Coupled with the shrinkage of the earth at the end of the world, it is worthy of surprise and beauty, but so what, young people are young people, I don't know how thick the sky is..."

In the laughter, Li Ling's suppressed knife unexpectedly flourished again.

The Xuan Qi around him and the True Qi in his body all slashed towards Xia Ji's true body with this knife.

"The so-called phantom body method is just to be able to dodge the first attack and show the true body, then it's over!

Young people, let's have bright eyes in the next life!"

The short knife slashed out of the hands of these two middle-aged men with a tornado with an almost tornado, and it was majestic and terrifying.

In the main hall, the red carpet of dozens of feet suddenly lifted up with the air flow of this short knife.

It seems to be a surging wave that goes forward and follows, with the power of heaven and earth, rushing towards this ignorant young man who dares to challenge!

The sword will devour him, drown him, destroy him.

This knife will crush his confidence and the self-confidence of a warrior!

With this knife, Li Ling actually went all out!

Even the Heavenly King Elder didn't expect this master to have such a fierce heart.

But then, he sighed heavily.

He should have thought of it, he should have stopped the Son a long time ago.

No matter how strong the Holy Son is, how can this extremely fast sword, with all the strength of a Tian Yuan powerhouse, win?

Li Ling is not a sacred heart, Li Ling is the innocent junior disciple of the door master, his knife is close to the end of the world, and his qi is true qi plus Xuan qi.

He used not a knife to break the phantom body, but qi.

Now this qi followed his sword, turning into the light of death.

The wise elder smiled evilly, "Yo, the fake is going to be finished, it's really boring."

Elder Blue Moon bit her lip, she obviously didn't think favorably about this young Saint Son, after all, she had fought with Li Ling, and Li Ling's powerful power was still fresh in her memory.

After all, a realm gap is a realm barrier.

Correct.

In the main hall.

Xia Ji's figure suddenly moved.

He clenched his fists, very simply, without moves.

The strength is strong to a certain extent, what moves do you want.

He swung his fist at the knife that had been crumpled into the "red wave".

Bang bang bang!

His fist suddenly began to grow larger, blackened, and became like a giant's hand, and the palm, the back of the hand, and the bones were quickly covered with a thick layer of pitch-black golden luster.

"The light of fireflies also dares to compete with the sun and the moon!"