Ling Xingchen was handsome for less than three seconds, and everyone had already fallen to the ground one after another, rubbing their numb buttocks, staring at him resentfully, rolling on the ground, screaming and moaning.

Those who can participate in the entrance assessment of the Great Wilderness Sect are all geniuses, but the ten people didn't even touch the corners of each other's clothes, but several people were beaten by each other's moves, and their hearts were full of grievances, bewilderment and horror, completely overshadowing the pain in their bodies.

Such Tianjiao and Feng Gongzi and Drunken Gongzi are all the way, and even more demonic existence, if it weren't for the instigation of Jinpeng, if it weren't for the two sons, how could such a thing happen?

They didn't dare to complain about them, but in their hearts, they greeted the eighteen generations of Jinpeng ancestors thousands of times.

Suddenly, the wind boy and the drunken boy couldn't help but be shocked, and there was an earthquake in their hearts.

Is this special meow still the strength that a martial artist should have in the early stage of the realm? The two glanced at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

It's not that they haven't done it before, but it's so casual, easy, and the realm span is so large, they think they can't do it, and it's even more impossible to do it in the same realm, even if they fight against ten martial artists at the same time with the cultivation realm of the first stage of the martial arts, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

They are all geniuses who have not been born in the family for thousands of years, and only after breaking through to the realm of military generals can they leave their bodies, and they will survive the transcendent tribulation and be promoted to the realm of martial marquis, and then they will begin to transform their Xuan Qi into yuan.

And as soon as this person broke through the realm of martial arts, he was able to achieve the transformation of Xuan Qi into Yuan, which was indeed shocking and sensational.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, you definitely think it's a fantasy. But they are all children of big clans, they have seen the world, and they cover it up very well.

The ten geniuses on the ground had already begun to doubt their lives, and they had a tacit guess that Ling Xingchen had a "heavenly background".

Ling Xingchen slashed three times in a row, not only knocking down thirteen people, but also destroying their genius world!

", you're really just a martial artist realm?"

The drunken man's eyes widened, staring at Ling Xingchen in shock, and his fierce eyes increased to shock, making them even more terrifying. His face trembled with the rhythm of his stammer, and he was a little more hideous.

"Guess?"

Ling Xingchen's body was like a sword, and he casually held the knife behind his back and smiled.

"Ahem, misunderstanding, junior brother, dare to ask the senior brother's surname? Who is the teacher? They are all gullible rumors of Jinpeng, these people want to take the initiative to follow the two of us, and want the two of us to shelter, or you and the two of me will walk together and sweep the land of trials, how about it?"

Feng Gongzi coughed and glanced at the drunken son, who immediately understood, put away his shocked expression, held the scabbard with his left hand, bent his right hand slightly, and moved slowly, ready to draw the knife at any time.

With a warm smile on his face, he searched in his mind for the name of a genius that matched Ling Xingchen, but there was no clue, at most, he was a disciple of a hidden master, how could a person be the opponent of a family, not to mention that he was the core disciple of the Great Wilderness Sect through the trial, and with the super sect Great Wilderness Sect as the backstage, who would dare to provoke him?

As he spoke, he gave the drunken man a look and approached Ling Xingchen.

Ling Xingchen discovered the murderous aura from them, and the Xuan Qi and Xuan Yuan mixed flow from the dantian to the meridians of the whole body, and they could strike a violent blow at any time.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then I'll let them go for the sake of the two senior brothers. I look at Senior Brother Feng's majestic spirit, extraordinary demeanor, drunk senior brother dragon and tiger step, all of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, don't be used as a gun. ”

Ling Xingchen glanced at Jin Peng, and sighed lightly in his heart, it seems that he is still too kind, and his kindness to the enemy is to be cruel to himself and me.

"As for Shizun, it is Taishan Beidou of the Dongwu Continent, and his name is not known to everyone. ”

Ling Xingchen's words changed, since others were disobeying the yang and the yin, did he still want to flatter with a shy face?

"What Senior Brother said is that I was reckless, and Senior Brother Fang Cai caused a lot of movement, I don't know what to gain?"

Feng Gongzi glanced at the drunken man who drew his knife, this brave and unscrupulous dead fat man will be bad sooner or later.

"The two senior brothers still stop here, I feel like I'm sorry, so I'll say goodbye and leave!"

Ling Xingchen watched every move of the Feng Gongzi and the Drunken Boy who sang and harmonized, and was he going to do it?

"Slow down!" Feng Gongzi shouted coldly, and then changed the conversation and said: "Senior brother, let's talk about what is going on with that golden light, senior brother, I am naturally nothing, but two fists are hard to beat four hands, I am afraid that I will not be able to suppress so many geniuses, you know, young and frivolous, strong blood, who can't stop who is not the rules, the team is not easy to lead!"

"Lao Feng, there are also my people here!"

After the drunken boy finished speaking to Feng Gongzi dissatisfiedly, he stared at Ling Xingchen and said: "Boy, if you know each other, you will be honest, you will be the same door in the future, I will cover you, otherwise I am afraid that today next year, no one will give you incense." ”

If Ling Xingchen hadn't caused such a big movement, he would have handed over the treasure obediently, and maybe he would have been able to let him go, but now, it was obvious that he had withstood the test, and a mysterious golden light flew into his body on the plaque, and his momentum was also a little stronger, of course, he got the benefits, this person will be an enemy or a friend in the future, at least a competitor.

They want to get treasures and eradicate competitors, so what the hell are they hesitating?

The two looked at each other, meaning that they each relied on their abilities, so they couldn't help but make a move.

"Haha, is the fox's tail finally revealed? You two, who should I give it to?"

Ling Xingchen laughed loudly, with a look of banter.

Everyone looked at Ling Xingchen with stupid eyes, openly provoking such a genius who defied the sky, the sky was high and the earth was so arrogant, it was simply looking for death!

"Poof!"

"Zheng—"

After a few brief exchanges between the drunken boy and Feng Fengzi, the treasure knife came out of its sheath and roared, and with a loud shout, it rushed towards Ling Xingchen, the horizontal flesh on his face trembled, and the ghost-level treasure knife flew out with a blue sword qi and slashed out.

The tip of Ling Xingchen's knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and his weak scholarly temperament changed in an instant, turning into a sharp sword, and the cold murderous aura made the peak cold in an instant.

"The long sword pointed diagonally at the sky, crisscrossing the world. Kyushu spreads prestige, arrogant and arrogant, infatuated with blood, and thinks of the universe!"

The battle intent in his heart surged, his eyes were as cold as a sword, the long strands of hair draped behind his back fluttered, and the green shirt was windless. For the first time in his life, he fought with someone in the realm of Wuhou, Ling Xingchen was not only not stage frightened, but full of pride, fortunately, and sang with Yongzhi.

Stepping on the Phantom Wind Technique, casting the Spirit Level High-level Knife Skill Wind Knife, the golden-red sword qi carried the momentum of the storm, the scorching air distorted, and the heat wave surged, catching up with the green sword qi.

In an instant, the wind roared on the peak, the sword collided like the sound of gold and stone, and the green and golden-red sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

When everyone found that Ling Xingchen did not fall in the wind, their hearts shook violently, and there was an earthquake and tsunami, and the volcano erupted.

Their eyes widened, their mouths opened, and they swallowed saliva, they were very glad that the other party had Ling Xingchen to keep his hand, otherwise even if he didn't die, he would only have half a life left.

Jin Peng's whole body tightened, as if he felt something, glanced left and right, saw the resentful eyes, and unconsciously felt angry in his heart, who didn't know that they would ravage him in their hearts and couldn't survive, couldn't die.

In his eyes, the drunken boy is just a stepping stone to his martial arts. He broadened his martial arts horizons and perfected his martial arts skills according to his sword technique, so that the sword technique that could only support the opponent's three moves was not suppressed by five times the gravity, and combined with the advantage of speed to improve the wind knife on the spot, he carried eight moves stubbornly.

He looked at the drunken man's eyes changed, his eyes were burning, this fat meow is a fortune boy, and he wants to make a windfall!

After perfecting the Wind Knife Technique, and starting to perfect the Sword Kill, his eyes became even hotter, which shocked the drunken boy's heart, and his fat body shook, it couldn't be Longyang's fetish, right?

Haha, I'm impressed by Ben Shaoxia's talent, right? Take advantage of your illness and kill you.

Ling Xingchen looked at the flaws exposed by the drunken son, the corners of his mouth crossed a smug arc, his wrist flipped, and the Wind Knife urged with all his strength and fused a trace of the essence of the Earth Crack Wave Sword that had not yet been cultivated in the future, and wanted to cut it in half.

At the same time, he held the dragon claw in his left hand, and a flame dragon claw flew out, and a dragon claw hand grabbed at his chest.

The drunken boy was in the realm of Wuhou in the end, and he reacted quickly, and when the sword qi forced Ling Xingchen back, there was a "hiss", and then the smell of burning silkworm silk came from the air, mixed with the smell of blood and the smell of burnt meat, which wafted into everyone's noses.

A piece of his right chest was directly grabbed off and turned into ashes in the air, leaving three claw marks more than ten centimeters long on his right chest, black and red, shocking, and oily, as if the fat had just been fished out of the oil pot.

Ling Xingchen looked at the drunken son's two fans of fat and trembled, and a few hairs of nearly ten centimeters on his chest were messy in the wind, and he couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"Look for death!"

The drunken boy was really angry, and he shouted, and he thought that the ants that could be solved by dividing five by two did not come to fruition, but made himself hang the lottery. He was annoyed and angry, brandished his sword, and used the yellow-level martial arts of the Zhen clan to open the mountain and slash it, as if he could open the mountain and break the mountain with a single sword.

Ling Xingchen's eyes froze, and he took it more seriously, not only was he afraid, but he was very excited.

I saw his battle intent erupt from the starry eyes, and the sword intent came out of his body, like the king of ten thousand soldiers, domineering, fierce, and indestructible sharpness, and the cold killing intent was awe-inspiring, sweeping away with the wind on the peak.

Subsequently, nine green lotuses appeared, waiting to be released, and the brilliance flowed, surrounding him in the middle, exuding a sacred and fierce aura, and the killing intent was permeated.

"Po, poo, poo......"

With the mysterious rhythm, two green lotus buds bloomed, exuding cyan light, each wisp was like a sharp sword, scattered in all directions, and behind it, a green lotus giant sword condensed out.

Ling Xingchen flicked his right hand, and a long sword condensed by Long Yuan appeared, and the momentum of the whole person was magnificent, just like the two of them just now. He mobilized the sword intent of the Xiaocheng realm and used the Qinglian sword technique.

In an instant, all the weapons on the summit were as if they had met a king, and they all trembled and wanted to unsheath and worship their own king.

Everyone couldn't suppress their weapons, and as Ling Xingchen unsheathed his sword, they unsheathed one after another, undulating around Ling Xingchen, letting out a pleasant soft sound.

Even the knife of Feng and the drunken boy has been affected. If it weren't for the high grade of his weapons and the strength of the two of them, I am afraid they would not be able to suppress it.

Ling Xingchen felt it, and the Qinglian Sword Technique turned into three styles with one move and one thought.

In the first style, the sword qi collided with the drunken man's sword qi, breaking through the drunken man's sword qi, leaving a blood mark on the elbow of his right arm, injuring the arteries and blood vessels, and the blood flowed out of the wound, staining the blue sky robe.

He was terrified, and after a while, he was afraid that if Ling Xingchen's realm was higher, I was afraid that half of his arms would be cut off.

If at the beginning, everyone thought that Ling Xingchen was arrogant, then now he is domineering, yes, he is domineering, domineering!

"Feng Wanli, what are you waiting for?"

The drunken man's right hand holding the knife trembled slightly, he had cold sweat on his forehead, covered it with his left hand, and shouted at Feng Gongzi.

The second form of Ling Xingchen Qinglian's first move had already been cast, and the sword intent controlled eleven swords and shot towards the two of them.

The third type collided with their sword qi, and with the help of the impact of the two people's sword qi, he flew back and swept towards the door of the main hall.

In the end, the realm was low, and he couldn't help but feel his blood surging, his throat was sweet, but he didn't hesitate at all, absorbing the power of the earth to cast the Phantom Wind Technique, and even stepped on the sword qi of the two of them to borrow his strength, landed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and entered the palace gate.

With his keen spiritual sense, he seemed to have eyes behind his back and avoided the attack, and Feng Gongzi's waist was full of blood.

Ling Xingchen was in the angry eyes of Feng Gongzi and the Drunken Son, in the shocked eyes of everyone, in the anger of the Feng Gongzi and the Drunken Son, the arrogant back disappeared into the door in a blink of an eye.