As soon as the wind weasel moved, an ominous thought immediately flashed in Ling Feng's heart, the slightly wriggling sword body accompanied by the steel spikes that kept stretching out, instantly reminded Ling Feng of the Titan Empire's Titan Warriors, although the Wind Weasel was completely out of touch with the Titan Warriors, but Ling Feng subconsciously made a mistake and directly used the Desert Divine Sword Duel.

"The desert is lonely!"

With a shout, the entire ring was instantly covered by a sharp sword qi, Wu Yue only felt that his eyes flickered, and the next second he was in the scorching yellow sand desert, the undulating sand dunes were covered in a boundless desert, a little black appeared, and then the wind blew fiercely, as if it was a passage connected between heaven and earth, in the stinging sound, the tornado swept in, and suddenly the sand flew away, Wu Yue subconsciously covered her eyes, almost instantly, the tornado was dislocated, and swept her inside.

With a muffled "bang", Wu Yue was hit hard in the chest, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the whole person turned backwards and turned out, and the wind weasel that did not listen to the squirming was trampled under the feet of Ling Feng, and it was forcibly cut off from Wu Yue, and the wind weasel full of spikes had already emerged most of its head, and the front end of the mouse-like mouse made people look numb in the scalp, and the hair was as thick as a steel cone, twisting constantly at Ling Feng's feet, accompanied by the sound of the cold wind howling.

"This is..."

Qiu Lingsheng was completely stunned, although he was standing outside the ring, but at the moment when Ling Feng cast the Desert Divine Sword Duel, the desert also appeared in his sight, and the sudden dryness of the yellow sand seemed to be right in front of him, everything was very real, he didn't even realize that this was Ling Feng's sword move, and when Ling Feng's long sword struck and knocked Wu Yue out with the hilt of the sword, Qiu Lingsheng realized that he had actually fallen into the illusion.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Ye Wuxian laughed twice in a row, this laughter couldn't be heard as mockery or self-satisfaction, but it made Qiu Lingsheng very embarrassed, Ye Wuxian didn't say anything more, but turned his head and left, his steps were still so casual, but his back didn't look as sad as usual.

The unsealing of the wind weasel requires a lot of fighting power as energy consumption, and it also needs Wu Yue's blood as a guide, Ling Feng originally didn't know how to stop the wind weasel from unsealing, but he subconsciously cut off Wu Yue's fighting power, but it just prevented the appearance of the wind weasel's real body, the strange nail stabbing sword twisted for a while and finally returned to its original appearance, the cold and hard sawtooth looked lifeless, only Ling Feng, who was close at hand, knew that just at that moment, this sword almost turned into a terrifying beast.

Wu Yue half-knelt on the ground, kept coughing up blood, holding his knee with one hand to prevent himself from falling, and the other hand kept changing gestures, as if he was very unwilling to be interrupted before the wind weasel was unsealed, Ling Feng kicked the cold and hard wind weasel aside, and walked over with a frown.

"The fight between you and me is over, give up. ”

This sounds very cruel, because Wu Yue didn't show her strongest means at all, she just chose the wrong time, and was directly commanded by Ling Feng with one move, she was very unwilling, she knew that Ling Feng's swordsmanship was very wonderful, but if she wanted to successfully unblock, it was still a matter of whether Ling Feng's desert divine sword would still work, plus Ling Feng had already left her hand twice, and when she was just bullied, Ling Feng could have killed her with a sword, but he just used the hilt of the sword to fly, Wu Yue was unwilling to be annoyed, his chest hurt, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out。

Looking at Wu Yue, who was half-kneeling there and vomiting blood, Ling Feng frowned, it was not good to win her, it was not right to kill her, and if she deliberately lost to her, she would see it, seeing that Wu Yue's expression was all about despair, if she vomited blood and could vomit to death, I was afraid that she would be able to vomit all the time.

The departure of Ye Wuxian made Qiu Lingsheng even more sad, although he was not the only master of Ye Wuxian, but Qiu Lingsheng always felt ashamed of him, the two people on the stage stood and knelt one by one, it seemed that the female swordsman lost, but basically most of the people didn't understand, because it was too fast, it was just a flash, and it became what it is now.

"Ahri, go and get that girl in good place, preferably with her, while I come to you. ”

Ling Batian narrowed his eyes, he was just a Sky Dou Saint on the surface, but in fact, Ling Batian was far more than that, he keenly felt that Wu Yue on the stage had suffered a great blow, because Ling Feng didn't really hurt her twice, and he kept vomiting blood, it was because he was angry and forced out by himself.

Paranoia, this is almost a common problem of geniuses, Ling Batian sighed, Ahri didn't ask why he wanted to go by himself, but nodded and ran over, Ling Feng on the stage was a little difficult to deal with, he did have a trace of excitement when he started fighting, but he didn't know if he encountered more enemies, or if he would become a person as soon as he started fighting, obviously he wanted to see how strong the talented swordsman was, but he defeated her before Wu Yue performed his stunt, Ling Feng was a little remorseful, but he couldn't say it, fortunately, Ahri led the two servants to run over, and quickly helped Wu Yue away。

Ling Feng pulled his head and walked out of the ring, leaning in front of Ling Batian with a sneering face, Ling Batian's eyes were smiling, and he said in a teasing tone: "What, aren't you happy to win?" Ling Feng sighed, looked at the direction in which Wu Yue was carried away, and said, "I know that her sword is not as fast as me, I should give her a chance." ”

"Why give her a chance? You're fighting with swords, and if your sword hadn't outdone her, you'd have died. ”

Ling Batian squinted his eyes and said, Ling Feng shook his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "She won't really hurt me, if she wants to do this, she has a lot of opportunities, she just wants to prove herself, why can't I let her go?"

"Feng'er, everyone has their own circumstances, the way of cultivation is accompanied by all kinds of difficulties and obstacles, it is not a moment of pity and kindness to help others practice, sometimes, when a big mountain, far more effective than a gentle arm, I will go to see this girl, and when you figure it out, you come again. ”

Ling Batian turned to leave, Ling Feng was slightly stunned, these words are actually not difficult to understand, but the truth is a thing, always understand more, do less, Ling Feng shook his head, and walked towards the direction of Floating Leaf Lake with his hands behind his back.

Wu Yue's injury was not too serious as Ling Batian felt, not to mention that the swordsman's flesh was very strong, and some flesh injuries could be directly ignored, so when Ling Batian came to see her, Wu Yue was already fine, Ahri sat on the edge of the bed peeling a fruit, not knowing what to say with great interest, but Wu Yue, who was lying on the bed, just smiled shallowly, with boundless loneliness and disappointment in his expression.

"Daddy, are you here?"

Ahri turned his head to see Ling Batian, squinted and smiled, Ling Batian nodded happily, signaling Ahri to leave first, Ahri pursed his lips, stuffed the peeled fruit into Ling Batian's hand, clapped his palms, greeted Wu Yue prettyly, and then walked out.

Ling Batian sat down, the big horse golden knife was upright, the thick eyebrows of the leopard were not angry and arrogant, Wu Yue unconsciously straightened up, and wanted to get up to salute in return, but was stopped by Ling Batian waving his hand, "Seniors forgive you." Wu Yue lowered his head, Ling Batian stared at the cold-looking girl in front of him, the name of the talented swordsman Ling Batian had heard it a long time ago, but he didn't know that the one who was chosen by the Sword God and had a good chance to win the Tianti Mountain in the future was actually a woman.

"I'm here to ask you, do you still want to win against Ling Feng?"

Ling Batian spoke, Wu Yue was slightly stunned, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but he was replaced by loneliness in an instant, and smiled self-deprecatingly, Wu Yue coughed and said: "Senior, isn't he joking, I have been defeated by him twice, and it is completely Ling Gongzi's mercy to survive, how dare I hope to be able to win against him?"

"Then do you think that Ling Feng is going to humiliate you by letting you live?"

Ling Batian's face was slightly cold, and Wu Yue hurriedly explained: "The seniors misunderstood, Wu Yue has never thought about it like this. "Since you don't think so, then why are you lying here?" Ling Batian's rhetorical question made Wu Yue a little confused, and Wu Yue sat up straight, looking slightly flustered.

"Is it difficult to ascend to the sky?" Ling Batian then asked.

"Difficult. Wu Yue returned almost without any hesitation.

"Is it difficult for Jiang Yue to win the mainland?" Ling Batian asked again.

"Difficult..." This time Wu Yue hesitated for a few seconds, as a native of Jiang Yue's country, Wu Yue would hesitate somewhat when he heard such a question, but the fact is that it is already fortunate that the weak Jiang Yue can exist, not to mention anything to win the mainland, it is just Wu Yue's dream, and he can only think about it in his dreams.

"Then is it difficult to die?" Ling Batian's expression was a little cold, a little pressing.

Wu Yue nodded and returned: "Difficult." ”

"It's hard to ascend to the sky, you're still cultivating, it's hard for Jiangyue to make the country strong, you're still working hard for it, it's hard to die, but you're still alive, then, is it still difficult to defeat Ling Feng?" Ling Batian smiled coldly, his thick eyebrows showed, and Wu Yue suddenly realized.

"Thank you, seniors. A few gleams of light appeared in Wu Yue's eyes again, Ling Batian got up and left with a smile, and did not say any more words, and as soon as he went out, Ling Feng outside the door came in.

I don't know if it was because of the instinctive resistance of being defeated by his hands twice, or if Ling Feng embarrassed her by leaving her hand several times, Wu Yue's mentality that had just been taught by Ling Batian suddenly darkened, "There is something I want to ask you." Ling Feng was not polite, he sat on the hot stool that his father had just sat on, and stared at Wu Yuedao with his eyes.

Wu Yue's cheeks were hot, she didn't dare to look directly at Ling Feng, after all, she was just a sixteen-year-old girl, if she hadn't walked the continent with a big sword on her back all the year round, in this King's Landing City, she would be in the beautiful era of cardamom years, "What's the matter?" Wu Yue abandoned her eyes and asked in a cold tone.

"Stay by my side and enter my Dao Sect. Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and Wu Yue was shocked.

"Why should I enter your Dao Sect, I am a disciple of the Sword God, and there is also the Sword Pavilion. Wu Yue raised his head, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Because you want to defeat me, only if you enter my Dao Sect, I will teach you my skills, and at the same time, you can also find my flaws, how about it?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, and Wu Yue's heart instantly moved.