Chapter 121: Ling Wangyi appears

I saw that the long sword in Yu Yue's hand was also waving continuously, the long sword had a trace of coldness, and even a trace of fiery momentum was revealed in that coldness, and his gaze was also a little hideous: "The arm of the fire god!"

This move suddenly made Ling Feng's eyes a little indifferent, only to see that his gaze was also a little flat, and then the long sword suddenly swung towards Broken Love, and Broken Love looked at the long sword that kept swinging, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and then the long sword in his hand kept waving, and it lost its light all of a sudden in just a moment, he looked at Yu Yue lightly, and the smile on his face was a little flat: "Sun Devouring Sword Technique!"

The light like the dawn of the sun suddenly enveloped the square, and a smile also appeared on Ling Feng's face, he knew that this competition had been won without accident, he had already learned the power of this sun-devouring sword technique, he looked at everything in the square silently, and his eyes were faintly expectant.

I saw that there was also a trace of consternation on Yu Yue's face, and then he looked at the eyes of the broken love and was also a little firm, only to see the long sword in his hand constantly waving, and then suddenly collided with the sun-devouring sword technique of breaking the love, and the long sword and the long sword collided together, Yu Yue's face twitched slightly, and then the long sword in his hand also became a little sluggish, and at this moment, the corners of the broken love mouth turned up slightly, and a sword slashed towards Yu Yue.

"Poof!" The long sword stabbed into Yu Yue's chest at once, there was no emotion in his eyes, and he looked at Yu Yue and said indifferently: "You are not strong enough, the Sun Devouring Sword Technique cannot exert its true power at all." ”

As soon as the long sword was drawn, a stream of blood spurted out at once, only to see Yu Yue fall down all of a sudden, looking at the eyes of the broken love was also a little bitter, and then slowly closed his eyes, and the broken love looked at Yu Yue, who had already fallen, there was no emotion on his face, but looked at those people and said indifferently: "Who else is not convinced, you can come up." ”

The voice of the broken love did not have any emotion but looked at those people with a flat face, only to see a big man jump into the square all of a sudden, looked at the broken love and said: "I will come to Ling Wu to take a look at the power of the broken love sword, I want to see how powerful this broken love sword is." ”

Breaking Qing didn't pay attention to the big man at all, the long sword in his hand was lightly slashed, and then he saw a strange blood slashing at once, the big man fell to the ground, and there was still a trace of disbelief in his eyes, and Broken Love looked at the big man who fell to the ground, and muttered with a hint of low in his tone: "You are too weak." ”

Several times in a row, Broken Love used strong means to kill those people, and the whole scene was a little quiet, no one went up to challenge Broken Love, and Broken Love looked like this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and then looked at the crowd on the side of the square and said: "Ling Feng, I know you are here, our battle in the past is not over, can you have a good fight with me today?"

The voice of the broken love was a little flat, and his expression was also a little indifferent, and just as Ling Feng was about to go up, a somewhat immature voice sounded: "The son of the broken love, the son of the broken prison, let me meet you for a while today." ”

I saw a young man standing on the square one by one, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, his eyes were full of dead silence, without any emotion, as if he was a Shura from hell. And when Ling Feng looked at the young man, a smile also appeared on his face, and there was even some approval.

The young man held a long sword in his hand, and then looked at the broken love and said flatly: "The family teacher is now a figure at the tip of the sword in the cultivation world, and he can't accompany the senior to fight bitterly, so today the kid will take action on behalf of the family teacher." ”

That young man was none other than Ling Feng's disciple Ling Forgetyi in the Demon God Family, only to see that Ling Forgetyi's cultivation at this time was also at the realm of the first layer of the Jie Dan, he looked at the broken feelings and said calmly: "My name is Ling Forgetfulness, I came out of the remnant realm, and I accidentally got the inheritance of the cultivation world in the cultivation world, and the supreme sword technique of cultivation." ”

I saw that Ling Wangyi's long sword continued to tremble slightly, with a hint of hideousness in his eyes, and Ling Feng looked at Ling Wangyi's appearance, a smile also appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help but say: "Ling Wangyi, it doesn't matter if you lose, I don't want you to be the same as other opponents who break off love, you are the big disciple of the remnant realm, you must give me a life." ”

Ling Wuyi felt Ling Feng's voice suddenly appear in his head, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, then he nodded and stood the long sword across his chest, and said lightly: "Broken love senior, what I am best at is the assassination technique, today I want to see if the senior can force me to use the assassination technique." ”

Broken Love's brows furrowed slightly, and then looked at Ling Wangyi's gaze was also a little flat, and the long sword in his hand also trembled slightly, and then said to Ling Wuyi with a flat face: "I have also fought with your master, and today I will also see how your cultivation is, whether you can match your master." ”

I saw the long sword in Ling Wangyi's hand trembling slightly, and I saw that his expression was expressionless, and the long sword in his hand kept waving, and then he looked at him and said indifferently: "Today you are the first time I fought with this sword, I hope you can hold on to it in my hands for a long time." ”

The face of the broken love was also a little indifferent, looking at Ling Wangyi's gaze was also a little disdainful, and there was also a hint of indifference in his tone: "Your master doesn't dare to talk to me like this, you actually talk to me like this, I also want to see how many moves you can hold up in my love breaking sword." ”

Ling Wuyi looked at the broken feeling, a smile also appeared on his face, and he saw that the long sword in his hand was also trembling constantly, the long sword in his hand suddenly drew an arc, and a smile also appeared on his face, and then he muttered: "Battle Technique!"

I saw that the long sword with a slight tremor cut through the air at once, and then a sword attack on Broken Love's body, and a trace of indifferent smile appeared on Broken Love's face, his eyes were also a little flat, and the long sword in his hand also carried a trace of fighting intent, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the long sword that was attacking him, his gaze was also a little indifferent, and then a smile appeared on his face, the long sword in his hand kept waving, and then he whispered softly: "Breaking Love Sword Technique!"

The long sword broke love, with a trace of ruthless sword momentum, it seemed to be indifferent to the things between heaven and earth, it was as if there was no emotion at all, and a trace of solemnity appeared on Ling Feng's face, he couldn't help but worry about Ling Forgetyi when he looked at the attack of breaking love, and then he continued to wave the broken love, and his face was also a little worried.

Ling Wangyi's attack carried a trace of indescribable domineering, it was like a domineering that could fight with heaven and earth, and it collided with the broken love all of a sudden, and Ling Feng looked at the attack that crashed together, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, he knew that Ling Wangyi had been injured a little this time, and he knew the domineering of the swordsmanship of breaking love.

"Puff" Ling Wangyi's sword moves that collided with Broken Love suddenly burst out with a strong force, only to see Ling Wangyi take a step back all of a sudden, looking at Broken Love with a somewhat pale face, and there was no emotion in his eyes, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, there was still a trace of blood left at the corner of his mouth, and his face was also a little indifferent to look at Broken Love: "You are very strong, let me see how powerful the real Broken Love is today." ”

The long sword carried a hint of icy aura, and it continued to wave, like an indifferent momentum, and a smile also appeared on Ling Feng's face, and then said flatly: "Absolute zero!"

The long sword drew a sword flower, and then the air in the sky continued to become cold, and even some eroded human bones, he was silent for a moment, only to see that his eyes had a trace of indifference, and the long sword in his hand did not leave any mercy, constantly approaching that side.

Looking at the sword technique that lowered the temperature of the air all at once, a smile also appeared on his face, and then the long sword in his hand was also raised high above his head, and he said flatly: "Sun Devouring Sword Technique!"

The Sun Devouring Sword Technique was originally an extremely strong masculine sword technique, and at this time, that sword technique also exuded an extreme burning sensation, constantly beginning to erode Ling Wangyi's sword technique, and even began to erode the temperature in the air.

The masculinity and ice qi suddenly impacted the entire space and distorted a little, only to see that sword qi continued to start crisscrossing the air, and the faces of Xuan Qing and Ling Wuyi couldn't help but change slightly, holding the long sword and attacking the other party, and Ling Feng's face rarely showed a trace of worry, and his whole person also stood up at once, looking at the square is also a little dignified.

In the bottom of his heart, whether it was Ling Forgetyi or Breaking Love, he always regarded them as his best person, Breaking Affection for this former brother of himself, and Ling Forgetful, his own apprentice, this apprentice who was mainly himself, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then he didn't say anything.

"Die!" Broken Love's expression was a little hideous, he swung the long sword in his hand to the extreme, only to see a burning feeling constantly eroding himself, and a bitter smile also appeared on Ling Feng's face, he knew that someone would definitely fall between them in this competition, faintly, he hoped that Ling Wangyi could win, and Ling Wangyi could stand intact.

Ling Wuyi also kept waving the long sword in his hand, with a bitter smile in his eyes, and then said flatly: "Break the love, I will let you see the real absolute zero!"

I saw that the air continued to get colder, and even some of the carvings on the square froze all of a sudden, and the long sword in his hand still collided with the long sword of broken love, and a strong sense of fire suddenly froze the cold ice in the air, and Ling Wangyi's face was also a little pale, but the face of broken love was also a little unsightly, because that cold momentum also invaded his body.

Ice and fire, both of them endured their injuries, looking at each other indifferently, their faces were also a little embarrassed, I saw that his eyes were also a little indifferent, looking at each other's eyes were also a little indifferent, and even a little indifferent.

ps: Today's friend's birthday, drink a little higher, endure the vomiting code in the bottom of my heart to finish a chapter, I hope you don't suggest, today is a change, I hope you support the little monk, understand the little monk.