At that moment, Hu Ye's heart was cold, his fingers were bent into claws, and he flashed forward with an evil smile, ready to leave a little lesson for the other party in public!

"Chest-hitting?" Recognizing the direction in which the other party was arrested, many female disciples of the inner door turned red, while the male disciples of the inner door were indignant!

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"Humph!" The frosty aura quickly swept through the sword qi, and after an indifferent white figure sent out a sword, it suddenly stopped.

"Boom ——!" Just when everyone didn't know why, strong air waves rolled and collided, and the entire kilometer-long dueling arena shook.

"Poof——!

Immediately afterwards, in the three serial explosions, thick black smoke exploded, and before the purple light arrived, the man's pupils suddenly contracted, and he had no time to dodge at all.

"Ah——!h The flesh and blood of the entire right arm were blurred, and in the terrible scream, Hu Ye spat blood wildly, rushing backwards like a cannonball.

"Bang~......!"

The strong wind tore a wretched figure and spread out for hundreds of meters, crashing into two fifty-meter floating stone platforms along the way, but it still couldn't stop the momentum.

Until the outline of a 100-meter medium-sized suspension platform appeared in front of me......

After an irregular rift of two meters long was smashed on the edge of the third dueling platform that Hu Ye encountered, this terrifying force could be regarded as completely unloaded.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped in horror. This dueling platform had been strengthened by the Legendary Elders again, and there was no doubt about its hardness.

But Rao was like this, and he was still torn a terrifying rift by the sword suddenly issued by the woman in the white dress.

So......

"Elder Liu, what is the level of your cultivation of condensation frost?" All the elders had doubts in their hearts, and several of the elder powerhouses of the Nine Turns couldn't help but take the lead in asking the old man Cimei at the moment.

With their realm, they could only vaguely feel that the strength of the woman in the white dress was very strong, but they couldn't see the specific cultivation of the other party at all.

However, the eyesight of these old guys is still there, even if there are shortcomings in the realm, many problems and strangeness can be seen from Hu Ye being solved by the other party!

"Almost, in the middle and late stages of the tenth revolution!" Liu Yidao squinted suddenly, staring at the woman in the white dress with a very complicated gaze, and muttered in his heart:

"This girl's ascension speed is too fast, when she reaches the peak of the tenth turn and advances to the legend with Qiubai, then Lao Tzu will really become a loner!

No, ...... suppressed for ten years,

It's pretty much it,

I need to get through this level as soon as possible! ”

Just when Elder Liu Yidao sighed in his heart, he didn't expect his thoughts to be spied on.

"Ten years ......!?" The purple-clothed man in the back seat was suddenly startled, what kind of patience must this be to make him endure for ten years!

Finally, with the passage of time after entering the Yuqing Sect, the many mysteries that were held in Feng Ling's heart were finally solved again......

"No wonder even the Great Elder is jealous of him!"

The man in purple glanced meaningfully at the old man sitting in front of him. It stands to reason that the Great Elder, as a legendary powerhouse, shouldn't have any scruples about the "ants" below the legend, right?

This is suspicion one!

As Feng Ling returned from Sunset City's promotion to the Legendary Realm, as soon as they met, he felt that Elder Liu Yidao's body contained a huge, but obscure terrifying energy.

That energy made Feng Ling feel palpitations faintly!

This is suspicion number two!

"Suppress the realm, it's ......!"

Suddenly, Feng Ling was speechless and glanced at the old man again. The sum of several people with strong strength on the surface is probably not as terrible as a person who knows how to endure himself in secret!

At this point, the Yuqing Sect Master should know this, otherwise it would be impossible for him to regard Liu Yidao as his right-hand man. As for the withered old man, he is also regarded as his right-hand man, which is nothing more than related to the dream that Xuanweizi entrusted to Feng Tianjue!

The legendary powerhouses in the Yuqing Sect don't say much, they don't say much, and they don't say much, and in terms of the ten-turn peak strength displayed by Ling Weiyun's clone, the Yuqing Sect Master is not very optimistic.

If you let the wind and weather be absolutely evaluated:

It's just barely making do!

"Huh?" A few faint mental fluctuations suddenly came into his mind, and the man in purple raised his eyebrows, and then several old voices were directly captured.

"I can't even figure out the cultivation of my own apprentice!"

Seeing that the old man was also in shock, several Nine Rank Elders couldn't help but feel disappointed. The curiosity was not satisfied, and they couldn't stop scolding in their hearts: "What a vain teacher!" ”

"There are people with different hearts everywhere, and the muddy waters of the Jade Qingzong are deep enough!" Seeing that what several people said was completely different from what they thought in their hearts, the man in purple sighed in his heart, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

It's not that Feng Ling deliberately used the mind-reading technique to spy on a few people, but he had just detected a trace of mental fluctuations flashing between the old man with the crane hair and the other two old men, and in order to be able to hear more clearly and prevent the other party from detecting, he kept the mind-reading technique covering a wide area.

"On the left hand side of the sect master, the fourth old man in black and the fifth old man in white, you have to take more precautions!" An old voice fell into his ears, and the purple-gold-crowned man who was watching the changes in the dueling arena immediately raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and sneered secretly: "Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder? ”

"Thanks for the reminder! Ling Lao, he is really a god! Sect Master Yuqing glanced at the withered old man on his right side with a deep meaning, and did not explain much.

With the inductive power of Feng Tianjue, how could he not notice that a few people were a little abnormal. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the four and five elders, who had always been undecided, also stood on the side of the Great Elder!

And what Feng Tian never expected was that the withered old man beside him, who was obviously not in a high realm, had such amazing insight!

"The sect master has won the prize, and the wandering warlock is just a wandering warlock!" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and after responding, he stopped talking, and the two fell into their own thoughts.

Since Feng Ling had only heard it before, intermittent words such as: "Everything is ready", "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed", "I can't swallow the entire Yuqing Sect", and so on.

In the end, he didn't let Ling Weiyun's clone give the Yuqing Sect Master too many warnings. It is precisely because of this that the level of prevention on the side of the Yuqing Sect Master is insufficient, which led to a huge mistake not long after, and he still doesn't know it.

"Ten turns of peak ......!" The third elder raised his eyebrows slightly, and he didn't see any other movements, so he didn't hide the slightest hint and said to the old man Cimei: "Lao Liu, the little girl you received has very good qualifications!" ”

"The Third Elder has won the prize!" Hearing this, all the elders below the legendary level were shocked, but the old man with Cimei held back the horror in his heart, and turned his head to the side and clenched his fists to show a smile.

Even if they are strong at the peak of the tenth revolution, they can only see that the woman in the white dress is cultivating in the late stage of the tenth revolution. But some people go against the current and say that the cultivation of condensation frost is the peak of the ten turns!

If not, this person is the Third Elder who is one of the authoritative figures in the worship hall, and I am afraid that all the elders will scoff at him.

"Third child, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Great Elder, believe it or not!"

Seeing that the crane-haired old man on the right side of the second elder's original vacant seat cast a suspicious gaze, the third elder squinted his eyes and glanced at it indifferently, and the words he spit out were quite unpleasant.

Hehe, is it just the peak of ten turns?

Feng Ling chuckled lightly in his heart, since he encountered the condensation frost in Gujing Village half a year ago, he had been very sensitive to her breath sensing.

Half a year ago, the battle of the Ghost Spirit Son forced the condensation frost to break through ten turns after leaving. Later, when the Yuqing Sect broke the siege for itself, its cultivation was at the peak of the early stage of the Ten Revolutions.

The Miaoyin Pavilion of Sunset City met, and its cultivation was at its peak in the middle of the tenth revolution; And when he rushed to Shilipo to rescue, what made Feng Ling marvel was:

At that time, after experiencing countless bloody battles, Condensation Frost had actually reached the peak of ten turns!

This kind of improvement speed has to be said in horror, even compared to Feng Ling, who has not absorbed the smiling mouth ghost and walked the "shit luck".

It can be said that every breakthrough of the condensation frost, as well as the change in breath, Feng Ling silently remembered it in his heart. But this time, he always felt that the breath of the condensation frost was wrong, it seemed that it was more than ten turns at the peak, but it was not legendary......

"Senior Sister Leng, you ......!" In the deathly silence of the whole arena, a faint voice suddenly came from the edge of the dueling arena six hundred meters away.

"Uh......!?"

The sluggish disciples were stunned again for a moment, and then, they didn't dare to breathe, staring at the embarrassed figure that hit the stone platform with their backs.

The dueling tables are all three-dimensional columnar bodies. I saw that a half-cylindrical dueling platform with a size of 100 meters was close to a man covered in blood, and the man's figure was motionless, as if it was frozen.

"Sudden~......!" On the edge of the ring in the middle of the dueling arena, a curling breeze was thrown out of the hands of the bearded old man who was frowning and waving his sleeves, and instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and landed on the man.

Immediately after, it was as if something had been cut off. A viscous gush of blood slowly slid down the crack in the dueling arena with the badly injured body.

"What a strong gas machine blockade ......!" Many core disciples and ten-turn powerhouses frowned and exclaimed, Qi machine blockade is a kind of aura suppression, and it is a patent used by high-realm powerhouses to oppress low-realm weakers.

"What a breeze!" Just as the elders sighed for the woman in the white dress again, the man in purple looked at the air flow that had disappeared and was speechless.

The second elder's understatement not only cut off the blockade of the qi engine, but also dissipated the aftermath of the battle. It can be seen that its strength is profound.

"Senior Brother Feng Ling, Gao Jian!"

Hearing this, several core disciples who were close immediately turned their heads sideways and slapped their asses at the purple-clothed man, and the rest of the elders who spoke out also glanced at Feng Ling approvingly.

"Huh!" The man in purple chuckled, very uninterested in this, and pouted in his heart: This world is like this - the strong are respected! Whoever has strong strength and big fists will be the boss and can be a senior brother or sister!

Since Feng Ling has been in the past two days, while refreshing everyone's concepts, the core disciples of the eighth and ninth turns have also been killed and their morale has been frustrated.

Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, everyone changed their words, respectfully called him a "senior brother", and from time to time, secretly came to him to pay tribute!

Today, even more so ......!

The tenth-turn core disciples were all under the dueling arena, and among all the eighth- and ninth-turn core disciples left here, Feng Ling's strength was the strongest, and most people naturally regarded him as the first target!

After falling to the ground with a thud, Hu Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred, and before he could spit out these four words, he fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Click, click——!"

Suddenly, the rich pungent smell of blood wafted everywhere, and a large pool of hot, red blood bubbled with a puff of white gas, dripping down the suspended stone platform in twos and threes, and emitting a series of scattered dripping sounds.

Looking at the two dueling platforms again, a dazzling purple light that spanned a distance of several hundred meters gradually weakened.

But the faint and magnificent color still permeated the air for a long time, and there was still a faint smell of bewitching danger......

"It's terrifying!" Many inner disciples had palpitations in their hearts, and couldn't help but pat their chests and gasp for breath. Since they were facing the woman in the white dress, the visual effect was undoubtedly the most striking from their perspective.

"Senior Sister Leng, you ......!" In the deathly silence of the whole arena, a faint voice suddenly came from the edge of the dueling arena six hundred meters away.

"Uh......!?"

The sluggish disciples were stunned again for a moment, and then, they didn't dare to breathe, staring at the embarrassed figure that hit the stone platform with their backs.

The dueling tables are all three-dimensional columnar bodies. I saw that a half-cylindrical dueling platform with a size of 100 meters was close to a man covered in blood, and the man's figure was motionless, as if it was frozen.

"Sudden~......!" On the edge of the ring in the middle of the dueling arena, a curling breeze was thrown out of the hands of the bearded old man who was frowning and waving his sleeves, and instantly crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and landed on the man.

Immediately after, it was as if something had been cut off. A viscous gush of blood slowly slid down the crack in the dueling arena with the badly injured body.

"What a strong gas machine blockade ......!" Many core disciples and ten-turn powerhouses frowned and exclaimed, Qi machine blockade is a kind of aura suppression, and it is a patent used by high-realm powerhouses to oppress low-realm weakers.

"What a breeze!" Just as the elders sighed for the woman in the white dress again, the man in purple looked at the air flow that had disappeared and was speechless.

The second elder's understatement not only cut off the blockade of the qi engine, but also dissipated the aftermath of the battle. It can be seen that its strength is profound.

"Senior Brother Feng Ling, Gao Jian!"

Hearing this, several core disciples who were close immediately turned their heads sideways and slapped their asses at the purple-clothed man, and the rest of the elders who spoke out also glanced at Feng Ling approvingly.

"Huh!" The man in purple chuckled, very uninterested in this, and pouted in his heart: This world is like this - the strong are respected! Whoever has strong strength and big fists will be the boss and can be a senior brother or sister!

Since Feng Ling has been in the past two days, while refreshing everyone's concepts, the core disciples of the eighth and ninth turns have also been killed and their morale has been frustrated.

Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, everyone changed their words, respectfully called him a "senior brother", and from time to time, secretly came to him to pay tribute!

Today, even more so ......!

The tenth-turn core disciples were all under the dueling arena, and among all the eighth- and ninth-turn core disciples left here, Feng Ling's strength was the strongest, and most people naturally regarded him as the first target!

After falling to the ground with a thud, Hu Ye's consciousness gradually became blurred, and before he could spit out these four words, he fainted due to excessive blood loss.