With this palm alone, you can know that Xu Shan is not an idle person.

"It seems that this Xu Shan is not an idle person! It's a pity that his talent is limited, and he has been trapped in the Qi Gathering Realm for so many years, if he becomes an inner disciple one day, he will definitely leap into the Dragon Gate, and the sky will be high for the birds to fly!"

This thought flashed in Lin Maan's heart, and Xu Shan's palm had already arrived in front of him.

The wind blew fiercely, setting off the horns of the forest maniac's clothes and hunting.

Seeing that his Gang Qi was about to reach Lin Mad, but the other party did not dodge or dodge, Xu Shan was taken aback and hurriedly wanted to retract his Gang Qi.

But to send and receive freely, at least the realm of soul shaping is required.

With Xu Shan's mother's realm, it is naturally impossible to recover Gang Qi.

Suddenly, Xu Shan's eyes widened, and a little regret appeared on his face, as if he had done something wrong.

But the next moment, Xu Shan saw Lin Qiang's anger condense into Zhang, and shook it casually.

With a snort, a gust of demonic wind drifted by, and the fierce aura he fought out actually disappeared completely.

Seeing this, Xu Shan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly admired in his heart.

Zeng Fan, how could Lin Jiang and the others not understand, and they all praised for a while.

"Senior Brother Lin is really powerful, no wonder he dares to challenge Wan Zifeng as an elite disciple, this battle will be won!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Xu is very angry, how fierce the palm he hit seriously, but it was annihilated by Senior Brother Lin casually, it is powerful, admire and admire ......"

Xu Shan also sighed deeply: "It seems that I underestimated Senior Brother Lin." Senior Brother Lin is a late bloomer, and the fish leaps into the dragon gate, which is no longer something we can imagine! With Senior Brother Lin's strength, there is no need to worry about a mere Wan Zifeng. ”

"I'm here to congratulate Senior Brother Lin on becoming an inner disciple as soon as possible!"

......

The inner gate of the Qingyun Sect.

Wan Zifeng sat cross-legged on a pouch mat and cultivated quietly.

In front of Wan Zifeng, a small furnace stood quietly, and an incense stick was burning inside, exuding a refreshing atmosphere.

This is an extremely rare and precious treasure, the soul incense!

This incense is so precious that not everyone in the wealthy family can have it, and it needs to be obtained by hunting an extremely rare beast.

Wan Zifeng is closing his eyes at the moment, cultivating with peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took, the smoke of the incense gradually condensed on the top of Wan Zifeng's head, and then rolled up a spiral of smoke, which merged into the meridians and blood in the body as Wan Zifeng ran the exercises.

At the same time, something seemed to be taking shape in Wan Zifeng's body.

For three hours in a row, Wan Zifeng remained motionless, but at the last moment, his body shook violently, and a stream of blood flowed out of his nostrils.

However, although he saw blood, Wan Zifeng did not have the decadence he imagined, but had an ecstatic expression.

"Okay, good! The qi and blood are too strong, the body is unbearable, and I have finally reached the realm of soul shaping! Although it is only the condensation of the martial soul of the soldiers, but those profound martial souls are not condensed by everyone!"

Wan Zifeng clenched his fists tightly, and a full of power surged like a spring, and Wan Zifeng immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, excited.

"With my current state, no matter how powerful Ren Nalin is crazy, he can't escape death!hahaha......"

......

The three-day period is just around the corner in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, many disciples of the Qingyun Sect have come to the life and death platform, all to see this battle with a huge disparity in strength.

Inner disciples to elite disciples!

Win or lose, there's a lot to see in this fight.

Lin Mad came to the stage of life and death early in the morning, and did not play any tricks that appeared last.

On the platform on Lin Mad's side, most of the people sitting were miscellaneous disciples and elite disciples, among whom Xu Shan and Zeng Fan were impressively listed.

These people all showed a look of encouragement and kept cheering Lin Mad.

On the other side, there are inner disciples, personal disciples, and even sect elders.

The two are distinct and basically not linked.

Although Wan Zifeng also came to the stage of life and death, he was not in a hurry to play.

"Brother, your strength is greatly improved now, that poor scumbag is definitely not your opponent, you must avenge me and kill this fang!"

Wan Zihou said hatefully on the side.

"This is natural!" Wan Zifeng sneered: "However, I don't want to kill him just like that! This person is extremely arrogant and wantonly tramples on the glory of my family, it's damned! I will break his two legs first, and then abolish his cultivation, so that he will be humiliated and die." ”

Wan Zihou sneered, and there was a little excitement between his eyebrows, "Okay!

Wan Zifeng chatted again, and then he stepped onto the stage of life and death.

Once on the stage of life and death, life and death do not matter!

Wan Zifeng had a cold face, and looked at Lin Mad with his arms crossed, looking like he was in a good place. But Lin Mad looked careless, and he couldn't see any look of impending calamity.

When Wan Zifeng saw it, he immediately sneered angrily: "Hmph! I'll make you arrogant! I'll see how you die!"

Among the elders, Zhou Bufan stroked his beard with a smile, as if he had found something unusual.

And in the ranks of the inner disciples, the little prince was holding the food, eating it in a big gulp, and then he glanced at the direction of the life and death platform.

"What kind of madness is this, it's really crazy, two consecutive life and death platforms! But this kid has an appetite for this king, and when he becomes an inner disciple, he can make friends, now ......"

The little prince picked his teeth, clapped his palms and said: "Come on, come on, it's open! This king opens, the reputation is the first, just bet on who wins or loses, and who bets?"

When the surrounding disciples heard this, they immediately showed a wry smile.

If there is anyone in the inner door who does not do his job, it is definitely this little prince, not so much that he is here to cultivate, but to eat and drink.

However, this little prince has this capital.

After all, no matter how big the Qingyun Sect is, it is just a sect in the Eastern Kingdom, but this little prince is the only son of a county king in the Eastern Kingdom!

With such an existence in the opening market, there are naturally many inner disciples who bet.

Moreover, this little prince seems to be very optimistic about the elite disciple who is not able to measure himself, and all of a sudden it is all pressed on him, which in the eyes of many inner disciples, it is simply a matter of giving money.

If you have the money, why not?

"The little prince opens a gambling plate?"

Shangguan Ling's beautiful eyes were smart, she took out twenty spirit stones from the ring, and said to Shangguan Hao: "Cousin, press twenty spirit stones for me." ”

Shangguan Hao nodded and asked casually: "Suppress Wan Zifeng?"

"No!

Shangguan Hao turned around abruptly and stared at Shangguan Ling, with a bit of reproach in his eyes.

But Shangguan Ling's face was cold and he didn't pay attention to his eyes at all.

Shangguan Hao gritted his teeth and came to the side of the little prince with the spirit stone.

The little prince was biting the fruit at this time, and when he saw Shangguan Hao coming, he laughed: "It turned out to be from Shangguan's mansion, what's the matter, who are you going to press to win?"