Ying Chengfeng shook his head secretly, speaking from his heart, this person's qualifications and talents are the best choice, and when he cultivates martial arts, he also works hard and does not slacken at all, so he will have today's achievements and status.

All of this is so hard-won.

But it's a pity that this person is too narrow-minded to see that others are better than him, and once he finds that someone has a tendency to surpass him, he will do everything possible to kill the other party.

Such a mind will inevitably affect his future achievements.

Of course, this emotion only flashed in Ying Chengfeng's heart, he waved his sleeves, took a big stride, and slowly walked up from the other side of the ring.

In terms of momentum alone, he was indeed faintly suppressed by Zhang Xuelin at this moment.

However, Ying Chengfeng doesn't care about this. If it is a chess opponent who will meet a good talent, he will definitely go all out. But in the face of Zhang Xuelin, whose true qi cultivation was only in the Black Iron Realm, he really couldn't lift up much spirit.

Slowly stepping into the high ring, Ying Chengfeng pulled out the ice long sword from behind his back, and said, "Brother Zhang, please."

Zhang Xuelin's face condensed slightly, and said, "Why doesn't Brother Ying use the Overlord Gun?"

In the Qi Dao Sect, everyone knows that the overlord spear in Ying Chengfeng's hand is infinitely powerful, and it is his main weapon. As for this Ice Sword, although it has also been used, if it is in terms of reputation, it is far from being as powerful as the famous Overlord Spear.

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "What kind of weapon does the junior brother use, it seems that there is no need for Brother Zhang's consent." ”

Zhang Xuelin's face flashed with anger, and he said: "Okay, since Brother Ying looks down on the little brother so much, then the little brother can only go all out to ask Brother Ying for advice." ”

A whisper slowly sounded from the audience, but because there were too many people, it sounded noisy.

Although Ying Chengfeng didn't deliberately listen, some words still got into his ears.

Most of the sect disciples below thought that he was too arrogant, and even disrespected his opponents. And some of the female disciples even cursed secretly, fighting for Zhang Xuelin.

Rolling his eyes, Ying Chengfeng had to admit that the little white face was still very popular at some point.

With a flip of his wrist, Zhang Xuelin had already pulled out the long sword he carried with him.

This is a spirit soldier as black as water, and the cold light on the entire weapon is splashing, and a faint coolness spreads.

Zhang Xuelin held the hilt of the sword upside down and said loudly: "Brother Ying, this is the Black Water Spirit Soldier forged by Master Feng himself, it is a secret pattern spirit weapon, please be careful." ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhang is the real gentleman. ”

"Senior Brother Zhang, come on. ”

There were more than ten shouts below, and many female children were even more peach-eyed, wishing that he would beat his opponent to victory as soon as he made a move.

Although Ying Chengfeng has been valued by bigwigs such as Feng Shi, he has not been in the Qi Dao Sect for a long time, and there are even fewer people he knows.

But Zhang Xuelin is different, as a member of the Law Enforcement Hall, he has been messing around in the mountain gate for several years, and with his flawless appearance and disguised attitude, he is enough to win the favor of most young people.

Especially those girls, there is a great possibility of becoming when they meet him. However, he was also a very attractive man, and even most male children worshipped him as the first idol.

So when the two sides officially started the competition, the momentum turned out to be one-sided in favor of Zhang Xuelin.

Ying Chengfeng laughed and said, "The spirit soldier forged by Master Feng, that must be good, Brother Zhang, please." ”

After all, Zhang Xuelin is a rising star in the sect, especially since he is qualified to enter the Inheritance Tower Trial, so it is not uncommon for him to forge a spirit soldier for him.

However, when he deliberately said this, the taste changed a little, and it also made Ying Chengfeng's heart a little angry.

"Brother Ying, beware. ”

As soon as Zhang Xuelin's words fell, his figure had already turned into a flash of light, and he galloped towards Yingchengfeng.

And the long sword in his hand was even more white light, forming an endless sea of white ice in the sky.

As soon as he got his hands on it, he unleashed the maximum power of the long sword in his hand, and if the power of this secret pattern spirit weapon was triggered to the extreme, even he would not be able to resist it.

A white ice mist swept towards Ying Chengfeng, each of which contained a powerful unimaginable freezing gas, as long as Ying Chengfeng was wrapped in it, he could freeze him into a big ice lump, and no matter what means he had at that time, he would not be able to use it.

Ying Chengfeng's eyebrows raised slightly, it was worthy of being a spiritual soldier created by his ancestor himself, and its power was far beyond his expectations.

The power of this long sword's secret pattern is not even inferior to the ice long sword in his hand.

You must know that the birth of the Ice Longsword can be described as a coincidence, and if you don't absorb the power of another sword, you won't be able to achieve this time.

However, the long sword forged by Feng Guo had reached this height, which naturally surprised him.

In the face of the ice mist that swept into the sky, Ying Chengfeng's body swayed, and then disappeared like a ghost.

Although the ice mist that swept in was powerful, it was at least only possible to play a role when it came into contact with it, and once the wind disappeared, they were like masked flies.

Zhang Xuelin's face changed slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart, Feng Zheng must have informed Ying Chengfeng of the advantages and disadvantages of this sword, otherwise how could he get out of the ice mist so easily.

However, he didn't know that Feng Zheng had never mentioned half a sentence to Ying Chengfeng at all.

It's really Ying Chengfeng's current spiritual power is too strong, as long as it is released slightly, he will immediately imprint the surrounding environment into his mind, and find the most suitable way to deal with it.

In the flickering of the ghost figure, it had already dodged out of the ice mist that had not yet been enveloped.

With a light snort, Zhang Xuelin half-turned around, and the long sword pointed directly, and the direction of the tip of the sword was the place where Ying Chengfeng stood.

Unlike Zhang Xuelin, who looked like a great enemy, Ying Chengfeng looked relaxed, the ice sword in his hand was loosely pinched, and there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, this smile has countless feelings in the eyes of different people.

Feng Zheng naturally thought that he was confident, but everyone below thought that Ying Chengfeng was too arrogant, as for Zhang Xuelin, he seemed to see Ying Chengfeng's ridicule and ridicule from this smile.

He was furious, and his heart was full of murder. However, this trace of killing intent was only a flash, because he knew that on this occasion today, if he really tried his best to kill Ying Chengfeng, he himself might not be able to escape the anger of the sealing situation.

Even his grandfather Zhang Wannian may not be able to keep him.

Therefore, he took a deep breath and forcibly pressed the trace of killing intent in his heart. It's just that when he shoots, he can't help but have a bit of a fierce taste.

A ray of sword light shot straight out, and the speed of the sword light was extremely fast, and it came to Ying Chengfeng's body almost in the blink of an eye.

However, Ying Chengfeng still made a mistake in his steps, his body flashed, and when he couldn't make a move, he was able to dodge the attack of this sword. Moreover, what made Zhang Xuelin feel even more shocked was that when Ying Chengfeng's body was turbulent, the breath in his body seemed to disappear.

In this way, Zhang Xuelin is powerless even if he wants to follow closely and show his hot hand.

With a slight chill in his heart, Zhang Xuelin secretly complained to himself, he really didn't understand how Ying Chengfeng was able to hide his breath so deeply, and even his qi induction could be concealed.

Although Zhang Xuelin was able to find Ying Chengfeng immediately in the next moment, after losing the means of continuous strikes, his sword light could not threaten this powerful opponent who was as electric as lightning and as smooth as a swimming fish.

Zhang Wannian's face gradually became solemn below, Zhang Xuelin was in the game, and he couldn't appreciate the mysterious flaws, but he had already seen the doorway.

Ying Chengfeng's spiritual power is really strong, and he uses his spiritual power as a barrier, and he can actually cut off the qi induction from the outside world. Although this hand seems easy, if you don't have the spiritual power of one level higher than the other party, you can't do it anyway.

Bronze Realm, this is at least the spiritual power in the Bronze Realm.

The final inheritance, the final inheritance obtained by Ying Chengfeng actually has such power, which can make this kid progress like a fly, if it falls into the hands of the old man......

There was a hint of greed in his eyes that could not be concealed, and at this time, the victory or defeat in the ring was no longer in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuelin shouted, the long sword in his hand fluttered like a fly, and the waves of ice mist rose into the sky, forming a strong and powerful tornado-like ice wind in mid-air, with him as the center and blowing around.

This blow was his ultimate stunt, unleashing unimaginable ice power at the cost of all his own strength.

At this time, not only the power of the long sword in his hand could be exhausted, but even the robes and arm guards on his body flashed with corresponding light.

This blow condensed the power of the spiritual weapon in his whole body and burst out, not only enveloping all directions, but also being far stronger than any previous one.

Zhang Xuelin's face was flushed, and his true qi was used to the extreme.

In fact, the power of this blow has already surpassed the limit of the Black Iron Realm, and it is completely the power of the Bronze Realm. Only a proud son of heaven like Zhang Xuelin can inspire him when he is in the Black Iron Realm.

Under the ring, everyone's eyes were wide-eyed, and some female sect disciples even gagged their mouths with silk cloths, and bright little stars flashed in their eyes.

That Ying rode the wind, knew how to dodge from head to toe, and now the ice wind enveloped the entire ring, see how he dodge.

However, Ying Chengfeng, who was under the gaze of everyone, sighed softly, as if he was helpless and reluctantly let go of his hand.

In his hand was the Ice Sword.

However, when he let go of his hand, the sword did not fall into the ring, but hovered in thin air, as if it was supported by an invisible force.

The color in Zhang Xuelin's eyes faded instantly, and even flashed with a hint of fear.

He tried his best to stimulate the power of the spiritual weapon on his body, but at this moment, his heart was so helpless.

"Sick ......"

Ying Chengfeng let out a soft shout, and suddenly, the Ice Long Sword released endless brilliance.

A sword is cold, chasing souls.

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