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Although it is two women, there is no explosive fight and agitated momentum, but the killing machine step by step is compelling.

Wang Yan turned around, the long sword stabbed out, and Bai Hong approached Xue Li's eyebrows.

The woman pointed to the ground on one toe and her figure retreated, but the tip of the sword was thrown on her arm by Wang Yan as it swept by.

Xue Ling is also an intermediate-level ability, but Wang Yan's strength is even better.

The red blood slowly stained the snow-white clothes.

Wang Yan is dressed like snow, and there is no expression on her moving face.

"You've lost." In a word, determine the outcome of this duel.

"It's just an injury, how can you be so sure."

Compared with Wang Yan, Xue Ling's demeanor was slightly embarrassed, and his bangs were disordered.

"Then you can't afford to lose?"

"Hahahaha-" Xue Ling's expression instantly recovered, and the woman seemed calm again at this time.

This change surprised Wang Yan incomparably.

"Okay, if you lose, you lose, it's not a big deal." After Xue Ling finished speaking, he put away his sword and turned to leave.

Despite her calm expression, the look in her eyes betrayed her heart.

Being defeated by a strong person at the same level, no one will be in a good mood.

Wang Yan watched her leave, didn't speak, and continued to chase forward.

Xue Ling walked alone on the mountain road, looking around, with some miscellaneous smells in his heart.

The goddess was right, she didn't want to admit it, but it was true.

Although this failure is no different from what she experienced once upon a time, it is still a little regrettable.

"It's okay, I'll continue to train, and I'll go back to the Divine Heavenly Sect to ask for advice in person." Xue Ling gradually figured it out.

She walked forward, her eyes showing surprise, and a figure gradually appeared in front of her, and when she saw it clearly, her face immediately changed.

"Who are you and how did you end up here?"

The man was a tall and slender man, and his eyes looked at her without any expression.

After the words fell, the man did not speak, and another voice came, "In my opinion, there is nothing special about the strange woman of the New Human Foundation. ”

One big and one small, two girls appeared with a grin, and the twenty-year-old woman took the little girl's arm and smiled at her.

"Who are you?"

"I, speaking out scares you to death, despicable Wang Qianqian."

Xue Ling shook his head, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"You'll hear about it later." Wang Qianqian smiled and said to Lu Ji: "Catch her, let's blackmail with the New Human Consortium." ”

Xue Ling's eyes changed, and he turned around and fled.

A mere intermediate ability, where is the opponent of the late master of the Hongshi level.

Lu Ji looked at Xue Ling's figure with contempt, and his steps leaped forward, chasing after him at twice the speed.

When he came behind him, Lu Ji directly reached out to grab it.

Xue Ling drew his sword to fight back, but in a flash, his arm was grabbed by Lu Ji.

She screamed and swung her sword to slash, but saw Lu Ji slap her on the back of the head, and she fainted immediately.

"Let's go." Seeing Xue Ling being captured, Wang Qianqian became happy.

Lu Ji picked up Xue Ling and walked towards her.

"Little sister, Wang Ling hasn't come back yet." Liu Wen looked into the distance, her eyes with some concern.

"That kid, I'm lucky, it's okay, don't worry, let's leave first." Wang Qianqian ignored Liu Wen's words, holding her hand and constantly flickering.

"But?"

"Okay, we can't do anything now, but it may hold him back, since he is so confident, he must have thought of a way out, after we leave, I will let Lu Ji go back to contact, now it is dangerous here, let's leave for the time being." Wang Qianqian said with a smile.

Liu Wen's eyes showed thought, "That's fine, if we are discovered and caught, we will distract Wang Ling." ”

"Well, sister, you're so smart." Wang Qianqian was even happier.

Wang Ling stood in place with the blood bow in his hand, the army of the New Human Consortium had retreated into the distance, and the people of the Divine Heaven Sect were also clustered around him.

Song Tian had already told the sect members to protect Wang Ling well.

But Wang Ling understands that today he showed his blood bow and his identity as a disciple of Zhuang Ran, so he may not be able to get out safely.

This trick is called protection, but in fact, it will monitor him, and the smart disciple doesn't understand, although he also pays attention to the battle group, but his attention is on Wang Ling.

Feng Zhi and Song Tian ended the battle.

"Old monster Feng, since your little friend has spoken, there is no need for us to do it again." Song Tian took the initiative to reconcile.

Feng Zhi snorted coldly and didn't appreciate it, "It's just this time, the next time I meet it, it's hard to say." ”

Hehe, I don't know when I'll see you next time. Song Tian turned to look.

"Elder Song." Seeing Song Tian coming, everyone was in awe.

Song Tian waved his hand, came to Wang Ling's side, and shook his hand, "Little friend, I didn't expect you to be the inheritor of Zhuang Ran, I don't know what's going on with my Divine Heaven Sect and I didn't recognize your identity, hahaha." ”

It felt like he owed Wang Zero eight million, but it was obvious that he was very happy.

Wang Lingzai knew the identity of the person in front of him, Song Tian, one of the only few elders in the Shentian Sect, with a high status.

He immediately smiled and said, "The elder is too modest. ”

"Where is it, that's good, after I go back, I respect Zhuang Ran's seniors very much, since you are his disciple, there is no need to be a disciple of the Divine Heavenly Sect." Song Tian spoke.

"Yes." Wang Ling was overjoyed.

But I heard Song Tian continue: "How about I invite you to be an elder of the Divine Heaven Sect? ”

"Elder?" Wang Ling glared.

"But my strength?"

"There is no distinction between high and low strength, elders only represent status symbols." Song Tian explained.

Wang Ling nodded, "Then thank the elders for their kindness." ”

"It doesn't matter." Song Tian looked at him for another moment, and suddenly said, "Bring your blood bow to me to see." ”

Wang Ling's eyes showed a look of vigilance, but he still untied the blood bow and handed it to the other party.

Song Tian took the blood bow and looked at it, and nodded incessantly, "It's worthy of a good bow." ”

After saying that, he returned it to him, "By the way, I don't know your name yet." ”

"Name?" Wang Ling's heart tightened, and he said casually: "Fang Ren." ”

"Elder Fang, in the future, the prestige of the Divine Heaven Sect will depend on you to publicize it more." Song Tian laughed.

"Elder Song has exalted me." Wang Ling smiled bitterly.

Song Tian shook his head, as long as Wang Ling's identity as a disciple of the international martial artist Zhuang Ran was exposed, this news would be enough to shock the entire world, and when the time came, it would also be the time when the Divine Heaven Sect would rise.

He even began to think about how to build Wang Ling's identity and become the IP of the Divine Heavenly Sect.

The arrival of the goddess caused countless warriors to exclaim.

She walked towards Song Tian and Wang Ling step by step.

As he walked forward, his eyes also looked around suspiciously, because the New Human Foundation and the Divine Heaven Sect martial artists seemed very calm, and this kind of thing rarely happened, especially since this was the territory of the New Human Foundation.

When she came closer, she saluted slightly, "Uncle Song." ”

"Yan'er, you're here, I'll introduce you, this is Elder Fang who has just been promoted from this sect, you may cultivate in one place in the future, and you will have time to communicate more."

Wang Yan's eyes were startled, and he immediately regained his composure, looking at Wang Ling with a smile on his face, "I've seen Elder Fang." ”

Seeing the goddess saluting herself, although Wang Ling felt awkward, she felt very comfortable and returned the salute.

"Elder Fang is now a personal disciple of the international martial artist Zhuang Ran, Yan'er, you can ask Elder Fang to discuss martial arts in the future." Song Tian spoke.

"Yes." Wang Yan's eyes had already been thinking about it.