"What?" Meng Zhan was furious, the Demon Sword Sect was famous in Tianxing County, and this kid actually said that he hadn't heard of it. Obviously, he was deliberately contemptuous, and there was a touch of cruelty in his eyes, and he stopped talking nonsense.

The right foot slammed on the ground, and the fierce fighting spirit shook the ground under his feet into a big pit several inches deep. At the same time, he held his right palm into a fist and slammed it towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun smiled, and the cold snow spear was stuck vertically on the ground. In the same way, the right hand clenched into a fist, and it collided with Meng Zhan's fist. With a "boom", two fighting spirits stirred up. A silver and red double light, and a golden light rose into the sky at the same time. Hovering in the air for a long time.

The strong qi swallowed each other, Meng Zhan was shocked, his steps staggered, and he fell backwards. The soles of his feet clung to the ground, and several deep marks were drawn on the ground.

And Ling Yun stood still and didn't move, his face was light and light. Standing tall and low, the slightest trace of Jiuxuan fighting spirit overflowed from his body. Since Meng Zhan attacked with his bare hands, Ling Yun didn't mind and played with him with his bare hands.

Having just broken through the fourth order, Ling Yun was about to try how strong the power of the fourth order was, and a person who practiced his hands immediately came.

Everyone behind them was shocked when they saw Ling Yun retreating from the battle with a punch, and they looked at each other. Looking at Ling Yun's eyes, there was a hint of curiosity. This Meng Zhan is a well-known genius in Tianxing County.

Even if it is placed this time, among all the geniuses who have entered the wasteland. Meng Zhan can also be regarded as upstream, but he didn't expect to fight the first blow, and Meng Zhan was at a disadvantage. was shocked by Ling Yun and retreated again and again, and more importantly, the other party stood in place, motionless.

"This kid is really a little weird. Among the onlookers, someone immediately couldn't help but say out loud.

"Damn bastard, there's something really good at it. No wonder they dare to grab things in the hands of the Huaxia royal family and Modang Mountain. Meng Zhan twisted his sour palms and said resentfully.

He looked at the people behind him, and realized that he had lost face in this blow, and was clearly seen by the people behind. Suddenly, his hatred for Ling Yun deepened again. The face gradually began to become hideous.

Ling Yun smiled, ignoring this, and beckoned to Meng Zhan. The expression was extremely contemptuous.

Meng Zhan shouted, flicked his backhand, and a pale golden broadsword with a wide back appeared in his hand. He held a big knife and shouted at Ling Yun: "Bastard, my Demon Sword Sect has been a sect with sword techniques since ancient times, and it is famous all over the world for its sword skills. Today, I'll let you see how powerful my sect's demon sword is. ”

As he spoke, Meng Zhan pointed his hands together and slashed his forehead. A drop of blood ran down his forehead and fell onto his golden broadsword. Suddenly, on the demon knife, a touch of blood light slashed, which was quite weird.

Ling Yun frowned, and said secretly: "It's a bit weird, it seems that the Demon Sword Sect is famous in Tianxing County, and it is indeed not false." ”

Meng Zhan smiled strangely at Ling Yun, and slashed at him with a long knife in his hand. Ling Yun's face changed, and for the sake of safety, he kicked the spear with his right foot, picked up the spear with his right hand, and slashed at Meng Zhanli.

The golden knife slashed through the spear, and it struck with the cold snow spear without any fancy fancy. The scales on the cold snow spear stood up suddenly, and there was a series of loud sounds of gold and iron clashing, and with a "bang", bursts of clashing qi waves rolled out. The golden knife slashed through the spear and slashed straight at Ling Yun's head.

Wherever the golden sword passed, even the air was scattered and there was a violent roar. Ling Yun narrowed the corner of his eyes, and a huge thunderbolt appeared in front of him. Blocked Meng Zhan's knife strength. Meng Zhan gritted his teeth, and the golden knife continued to slash, intending to break the thunder light.

Ling Yun smiled, the strength of this Meng Zhan should be in the late stage of the fourth order, one level lower than the Empty Yang Holy Son, if it was before he advanced, against this Meng Zhan, he would definitely fall into a bitter battle. But after he advanced, with all his strength, this Meng Zhan was a little insufficient.

The thunder light on Ling Yun's body continued to flutter, Meng Zhan smiled fiercely, and shouted angrily: "Hey, little zaar, although I don't know, where did you get this ghostly thing." But it is absolutely impossible for him to resist the elite sword technique of my Demon Sword Sect. Die! ”

As soon as Meng Zhan shouted violently, countless heavy sword shadows broke through the sky from all directions, and a wave of evil aura rose from Meng Zhan's body. Envelop Lingyun inside. Ling Yun's eyes widened suddenly, ignoring the evil aura in the sky and the countless sword shadows.

His spear slashed straight out, taking on a curved arc. Tearing heavy knife shadows, stabbing heavily on Meng Zhan's wrist. Jiuxuan's fighting spirit rushed out, and a violent wind swept away. "Hmph" Meng Zhan snorted coldly, and the golden fighting qi swirled in his body, and then gushed out of his body, blasting away at the cold snow spear. There was a crisp sound of the "bell", and the cold snow gun deflected slightly. With a "whoosh", Meng Zhan dodged the fatal point and was pierced through his arm by the cold snow gun.

Meng Zhan let out a miserable scream, and his figure retreated. The knife that had been slashed back and struck him hard. Meng Zhan slammed to the ground, his sword flashed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The thunder in front of Ling Yun flickered and slashed towards Meng Zhan. At the same time, his spear followed, striking violently, stabbing at Meng Zhan's head. Meng Zhan instantly felt it, and an extremely dangerous aura came towards him.

After all, he is also a top genius who has been famous for many years, and he reacted most correctly at the moment. The body rolled out of the ground in time, and the intense thunder blasted the ground into a huge deep pit. Meng Zhan turned over, and the golden knife slashed backhand again. The bright sword and the cold snow gun collided together for the second time. With a loud "boom", Meng Zhan's body was once again shaken away.

Meng Zhan raised his head and looked at Ling Yun's extremely flat expression, his face became more and more hideous, and the Qixi Festival on his body gradually began to become violent. Intense golden light rushed out of him like the ocean bursting its banks. A momentum that was several times more powerful than before, swept away frantically in all directions.

"This kid is so powerful, Brother Meng Zhan is not his opponent. The famous swords of the Demon Sword Sect were all broken by him. Someone in the crowd watching the battle behind him said. "What was the thunder on that kid just now? It seems to be magic. If it's magic, this kid is really a supreme genius, and he can even cultivate both magic and martial arts. Someone in the crowd said.

"What is the origin of this kid, I have never heard of any major force with such a person!" someone in the crowd shouted.

The words spoken by the people behind him were like slaps in the face, making him feel embarrassed, because at this moment, almost everyone ignored him. The focus is on Ling Yun's body. A moment ago, he also swore that when Ling Yun was caught, all the rewards would be distributed to them. At this moment, he was defeated by someone with an absolute advantage like a devastating one.

Thinking of such a big gap between the front and back, he suddenly roared angrily. "Little crumb, I'm going to kill you. Ling Yun turned a deaf ear to Meng Zhan's roar, and he carefully comprehended the magic. Control the slightest lightning in your hand.

Meng Zhan's eyes stared at Ling Yun fiercely, the golden knife in his hand slowly stood up, and as soon as his hands were sealed, a purple-gold ripple spread around him. The golden knife flashed, and the shadows of the heavy swords rose up, circling in a circle.

"Could this be the Demon Killing Sword Method, one of the Demon Sword Sect's Zhen Sect exercises. Someone in the crowd immediately exclaimed.

"Legend has it that when Meng Zhan first entered the wasteland, he once killed two geniuses of the same level with a single blow, and his reputation was shocked. Someone else said.

Ling Yun looked at the purple gold ripples spread out on Meng Zhan's body, feeling the powerful momentum in it. A trace of solemnity welled up in his heart.