Although he only had a one-sided relationship with Ling Yunfei, Zhao Ling'er knew deeply that any Emperor Realm monk should not be underestimated, otherwise he would die a miserable death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because she is this cultivation herself.

Seeing that Zhao Jingping actually had contempt, Zhao Linger inexplicably had a bad premonition.

"There should be no suspense in this duel, why doesn't Ling'er have any confidence, this is not like your style!" A handsome boy holding a folding fan next to him noticed the change in Zhao Ling'er's expression and asked in a little surprise.

"I'm just such a younger brother, I don't want to see him have any accidents, maybe it's a mess of concern!" A purple tights showed Zhao Linger's bumpy figure, and with her simple but not simple bun, the whole person looked heroic. Facing the white-clothed boy in front of him, Zhao Ling'er was very polite, not only because of the cultivation of the other party's ninth-order mage, but also because of his mysterious origin.

"Huh...... That's what I said!" The man in white smiled lightly, very confident, "If Sister Ling'er is willing, I will arrest him now, kneel in front of you, and let you deal with it?" I believe that the master of the door will not blame me!"

Hearing this, a flash of shock flashed in Zhao Ling'er's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Senior Brother Nalan's kind little sister understands it, but this is also a test for Jing Ping, let him solve it by himself, and it will also be an experience for him." ”

Zhao Ling'er is not stupid, if this matter is really answered, she will undoubtedly owe the other party a favor, and I am afraid that she will be controlled by others in the future, which is not what she wants to see.

Of course, the most in her heart was shock, if Nalan was true and openly sabotaged this duel without punishment, then how terrible his true identity would be.

Zhao Jingping couldn't know Zhao Ling'er's thoughts, he seemed to see the situation where his opponent was slapped to the ground, and the disdain on his face became more and more intense.

It seems that his sister is really making a fuss.

Of course, reality was destined to disappoint him.

Ling Yunfei seemed to be possessed by an ancient desolate beast, and his golden palm met it fiercely.

Bang!

Ling Yunfei was not slapped to the ground as he imagined, but instead smashed the blood-colored palm print with one palm, although he only took a few steps back, but he was unscathed.

The battle intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

This scene undoubtedly exceeded all expectations, and what a powerful force it must have.

Zhao Jingping was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect Ling Yunfei's body to be so strong.

Don't miss the opportunity!

How could Ling Yunfei miss such an opportunity, he swooped, his body was like a ghost, moving like a ghost, he instantly narrowed the distance, and punched him again.

Although there was no true qi released, under the superposition of strength and speed, the surrounding air let out a scream, and the golden fist was like a bamboo, blasting into the enemy's chest.

Mountains and rivers!

In a hurry, Zhao Jingping's reaction was not slow, and he immediately sealed his hands, and the blood-colored true qi condensed the rudiments of the mountains and rivers and went towards Ling Yunfei to suppress them.

This seal is undoubtedly the holy method of fighting, and when it evolves to the fullest, it can really condense the mountains and rivers, just like the condensation of the power of the world to suppress the strong enemy.

Zhao Jingping could undoubtedly only evolve a little fur, and he was still in a hurry, and he couldn't maximize the power of this seal.

Ling Yunfei blasted the seal away with just one punch, and then as soon as his figure moved, he appeared behind the enemy, clenching his fists and fighting again.

One wrong step, one wrong step!

Zhao Jingping lost the opportunity and became more and more passive, and his speed was far less than Ling Yunfei, and he only had passive defense in a short period of time.

On the contrary, Ling Yunfei is more and more fierce, although every punch and every palm emits ten percent of the force, but after all, it is a confrontation with the true qi, in just a moment, it makes his skin open and his bones hurt, but he doesn't feel it, and the golden true qi flows rapidly in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Soon, he felt his blood flow quicken, his skin flushed, and a faint mist of sweat emanating from his pores.

This is not a bad thing, but the result of every inch of muscle in the body.

The spirit was raised again, as if it would make another breakthrough at any time.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, those who had spoken and ridiculed before couldn't help but close their mouths.

A second-order martial artist forced Zhao Jingping to the point where he had to draw his sword, and this achievement was enough to shut everyone up. Even in a sense, Zhao Jingping has already lost.

Zhao Jingping is also very clear about this, but this makes him even more angry, if he doesn't kill Ling Yunfei under the sword today, not only will his reputation be discredited, but his prestige will be lost, and he will not want to raise his head again in the Sanshengmen.

The blood on Zhao Jingping's body seemed to be boiling, making a gurgling sound, and there was a sickly flush on his face, and a trace of bloody breath emanated from him.

Even his eyes were faintly red, and the whole person showed a bloodthirsty killing intent.

The long sword in his hand suddenly buzzed, and the blood light flowed, emitting bursts of clear sounds.

Bloodthirsty Sword of Annihilation!

Zhao Jingping is really playing with his life now!

There is no doubt that the Bloodthirsty Sword of Annihilation is a holy method of fighting, but it is called a magic skill by many people, although it can exert a combat power far beyond its own realm, but it is also a holy method of fighting for both sides.

Devouring one's own qi and blood first, and then destroying the enemy, this is the origin of its name.

The fifth-order cultivation, coupled with the spiritual weapon in hand, combined with the spiritual cultivation of the pseudo-princely realm, Zhao Jingping's combat power soared instantly, and it was even possible to kill a sixth-order martial artist with one sword.

"Little brute, die!"

Zhao Jingping stared at his blood-red eyes and slashed them away with a sword.

Although it seemed that there was only one sword, there were continuous sword moves, and the entire competition platform was shrouded in endless blood-red sword rays.

Puff puff......

Ling Yunfei exerted his body technique to the extreme, or smashed the sword rays that shot from the sword rays with his palm or fist, but the power of this move was too great, even with his strong physique, he was struck by several sword rays, and blood flowed immediately.

"Oh no!" But in an instant, he sensed a deadly threat coming.

Before he even had time to dodge, a huge blood-colored sword light fell.

With the fall of this sword light, the surrounding space rippled.

Ling Yunfei felt that his pores were about to be blown open, and a cold chill rushed from the tail of his spine to his head.

Under the huge pressure, his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness, and he couldn't dodge it.

"Can't die!

"How can you fall here, absolutely not!"

"Hurry!"

Ling Yunfei let out a roar from the depths of his heart, the true qi in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra was running rapidly, the true qi vortex in the dantian was running at high speed, and the vitality between the surrounding heaven and earth was devoured madly.

Sou!

Just when the sword was no more than an inch away from the top of his head, Ling Yunfei seemed to have regained control of his body, like a puff of green smoke avoiding this mortal sword.

Third-Order Martial Artist!