"Your junior brother picked a pretty good one."

"That's nature." Jiang Baiyan raised her chest and raised her head.

Meng Hua could see that the new members of Tianqi Peak were indeed extraordinary, and they could be included in the elite list, worthy of their prestige, he turned around and looked at Lin Jingteng, who looked as usual, and the spear in his hand was buzzing.

"Jing Teng, are you sure?"

He knew that his junior brother was calm on the surface, but his heart was already awe-inspiring.

"If I remember correctly, you were ranked two hundred and eighty-seven on the Elite List last time."

Lin Jingteng nodded.

Meng Yan turned around again, looked at the heroic woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "Fairy Jiang, what do you think of Jing Teng compared to your junior brother?" ”

The voice fell.

Lin Jingteng's expression was a little turbulent, and he cast his eyes on it, looking forward to it, and waited for the answer with Meng Hua.

Jiang Baiyan smiled, looked down quietly, did not look at the two of them, was silent for a while, and then smiled, "Guess." ”

A very wordless answer.

Meng Hua was patient, and continued to smile: "You were born with a seven-trick exquisite heart, we ordinary people, where can we guess your mind." ”

"You can talk."

Jiang Baiyan turned around, glanced at the other party, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are asking this question too poorly, you knew me on the first day." ”

"We are scarce in Tianqifeng, counting him, there are only six people, the senior brother and the second senior brother are mysterious and secretive, I haven't seen it much, the third senior brother has gone out twice in three days, and the fourth brother knows that he paints all day long, and now I finally find a junior brother, can you not support him?"

Jiang Baiyan snorted coldly, "Don't talk about Senior Brother Lin, even if you go in person, I will bet on him to win." ”

Lin Jingteng on the side turned his head silently and said nothing, but the silver gun in his hand was held tighter.

Meng Hua saw it in his eyes, sighed in his heart, and then smiled at Jiang Baiyan and said: "If you are bored, find us, you can go out on a mission together, you have said it, Senior Brother Lin is also a junior brother, isn't it all the same." ”

Lin Jingteng turned his head again.

Jiang Baiyan hurriedly retorted, "That's different, it's different in nature, it has to be the little junior brother I like, just like him." ”

She pointed down and said, "You don't understand, you'll know later, anyway, my vision is right." ”

Meng Hua smiled bitterly, and he didn't dwell on this issue, he just wanted to comfort his junior brother, but in the next moment, a figure suddenly jumped down, and went down like an arrow.

He sighed.

"Jiang Baiyan, Senior Brother Lin's intentions, do you really have no chance at all?"

"Nope."

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"Who's that man?"

"Idiot, Senior Brother Lin doesn't know him, there are more than 200 people on the Cuiying List"

"It's no wonder that he is clumsy, Senior Brother Lin is obsessed with cultivation on weekdays, and he rarely shows his head."

The crowd talked.

Zhong Ting looked at the person in front of him, his face was like a crown of jade, his robe was hunting, he was holding a spear, the tip of the spear was a little red, as bright as blood, there was only one feeling, he was full of spirit, like a young marshal.

"This person is not weaker than Ling Yuexin."

He was awe-inspiring in his heart, and then slowly got up, the broken sword knew his mind, flew to the ground, shook his body, and was refreshed, now his body and blood have almost been recuperated, and it is not a problem to fight ten more battles.

Lin Jingteng looked at the person in front of him, his eyes burned, is this the person that Senior Sister Jiang is optimistic about?

He watched Zhong Ting's four battles, and only Ling Yuexin let him use his true skills, and it was really not easy to achieve this point in the early stage of the eighth grade.

If it were someone else, he might be amazed, and he would have a sense of pity for being a young hero.

But this person must be impossible, because he chose to become a disciple of Tianqian Peak and become Senior Sister Jiang's closest junior brother.

Lin Jingteng thought about it, and couldn't help but feel jealousy in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it, jealousy, which was a big taboo for cultivators.

"Qingyuan Dan, give you a quarter of an hour to rest."

He threw out a small bottle, knowing that Zhong Ting had fought four games in a row and his physical strength had been depleted, and said coldly: "Unfair victory, I don't need it." ”

Zhong Ting took the vial, opened it and saw that the fragrance was coming, faint, and it didn't seem to be worse than the Ning Yuan Dan that Jiang Baiyan gave him yesterday.

He was slightly stunned, and said in his heart that this person is really good, he looks heroic, and his heart is kind, this is what a young man should look like, unlike the previous person, the contrast is too stark.

They are both disciples of the Six Dao Immortal Sects, and the gap is not ordinarily large.

Zhong Ting sighed.

However, he didn't seem to need to rest, and he wanted to speak, but Lin Jingteng had already sat down by himself, looked away, and made up his mind to wait for him to rest for a quarter of an hour.

"That's fine."

Zhong Ting put away the vial containing the elixir, sat cross-legged, and pondered the "Hundred Que Quenching Body Divine Power Method".

After a battle with Ling Yuexin, he had an understanding in his heart, and he could have a hunch that he would soon be able to cultivate to the third layer and reach three hundred Divine Pattern Chains.

Everyone watched.

"Why don't you fight?"

Someone asked.

"Are you really stupid, Senior Brother Zhong has fought four games in a row and doesn't need to rest?"

Zhong Ting's swordsmanship is transcendent, he is so graceful when he first enters the Immortal Gate, and he will be able to pay it back in the future, so no matter whether he can pass the Ten Days of Guarding the Dao this time, he will be famous in the Immortal Gate, and there will definitely be a place on the Cuiying list.

Many people thought: "Although people are late, strength is king, and it is not an exaggeration to call him Senior Brother Zhong." ”

As soon as the question was answered, many people who were kept in the dark woke up.

"Yes, although Senior Brother Lin is extraordinary, Senior Brother Zhong is not bad, they are all geniuses, so they naturally need the fairest battle."

Between the words, Zhong Ting was already a prestigious senior brother in the Xianmen.

A quarter of an hour, in a flash.

Lin Jingteng got up on time and walked forward.

Boom!

Ten steps away from Zhong Ting, he stopped, pestle the ground, and said: "You are in the early stage of the eighth grade, I am a small realm higher than you, so I will let you make ten moves, after ten moves, if you can stand in front of me, you will have the qualification to fight with me." ”

Outcry.

"Senior Brother Zhong is a genius who defeated Ling Yuexin, Senior Brother Lin is so overbearing."

"Maybe."

Zhong Ting smiled, such a confident person, he spoke: "Okay." "Since people have the heart to let themselves, how can they be embarrassed to refuse others?

"What do you say?"

The hand broke off the sword and roared, and the red light appeared, which was approval.

Now that Tao Jiang's soul is in the sword, and he is the owner of the broken sword, he can naturally communicate with it.

It's a pity that Xiao Minoru's guy is too cold and can't communicate, otherwise this sword spirit position must be hers, and Tao Jiang will not be favored, after all, he is a disciplined person, and the order of appearance... Very important.

Lin Jingteng was dazzled, the spear was buzzing, it seemed that he felt the existence of the broken sword, exuding bursts of excitement, the weapon had a spirit, and there was competition between them.

Of course, the premise is that the quality of the artifact is not bad, and it is obvious that this spear is not mortal.

The soles of Zhong Ting's feet were cloudy, and he stepped out suddenly, and in an instant, the long sword had already been cut out.

"Open sword pose."

Make a move first and explore the truth and fiction.

Lin Jingteng was like a netherworld abyss, his feet did not move, just when the sword qi raged on his face, his body shook suddenly, and in an instant, with a "bang", a white light curtain suddenly appeared, and the Xuan Wen Dao said, instantly dissipating the sword qi.

"It's "Yunze Quenching Body""

Someone recognized.

Zhong Ting's expression flashed, he didn't care what kind of magic power he had, if one sword didn't work, then ten swords, with a flick of his wrist, he urged his body to try it in close combat.

Clang!

Bang Bang Bang!

In an instant, eight identical sword moves slashed at the light curtain, and suddenly the flames were shining, and the long sword rang out, but unbelievably, the light curtain was unharmed.

"What a strong defense." Zhong Ting was forced back by the light curtain, and admired in his heart.

Ten moves, and there is one last move left.

He let go of his hand and broke the sword, the sword body floated in place, and then his body rioted, sprinting like an arrow, yes, the obstacle that the sword technique can't break, then use his fist to open it.

Peng Peng Peng!

The moment he flew, golden divine patterns erupted around him, and in an instant, three hundred and twenty chains danced wildly, like the chains that suppressed demons were broken free.

"Baique Quenching Body Divine Power Method", the third layer: moving mountains.

The first two layers are the main protective body, while the third layer is the main attack force, and countless chains suddenly surged from the arms, winding, flying, and wrapping.

At this moment, he felt that his arm was about to explode, the raging qi and blood were pouring in, and ninety percent of the vitality of his body poured into his arm, with the power of 100,000 catties, moving mountains and gravels, urging everything!

"Break it for me!"

A punch was struck, carrying the attention of thousands of people, and this blow was even more shocking than the sword moves used by Zhong Ting to defeat several people in the past.

The fist is the most impactful.

Peng......

In an instant, the wind rose between heaven and earth, and layers of air waves surged, exploded, flying sand and rocks obscured everyone's vision, and the violent post-war force wanted to lift the pavilion and tilt the sun and the moon.

There are cranes in the peak, and in the clouds and mist, there seems to be a figure.

Among the immortal sects, ordinary disciples are not allowed to control cranes, because in addition to the four main peaks, on each peak, there may be elders, or genius cultivators, and it is not allowed to step on the peak, and many people do not have that strength.

And not everyone has immortal cranes, only a few talented disciples, or elder-level figures with distinguished status.

It's not that the immortal gate lacks cranes, but if thousands of disciples fly by cranes, it will cause unnecessary trouble, and in case of an accident, the disciples fall, it is a matter of life.

You must know that under the six grades, it is difficult to walk in the sky, and a few seven grades are only a short volley, as for the eighth grade, they must be extremely talented, and they need special methods to do it.

After more than ten breaths, calm gradually returned.

The crowd looked anxiously, but as far as the eye could see, only one person stood upright, and the man was holding... Sword.

"Senior Brother Lin... Defeated? ”

Astound.

There are more than 280 people on the Cui Ying List, the leader of the entire Xianmen, Lin Jingteng... Defeated? Lost at the hands of a newcomer who has only been in the game for one day?

It's incredible.

Zhong Ting exhaled and stared ahead, he knew that the light curtain was broken, but Lin Jingteng was not defeated, and he hadn't really made a move, if he continued to fight, it would be difficult to say whether he would win or lose.

But the strange thing is that the other party is indeed gone, and he can vaguely see it, as if someone has taken it away, but it is only a phantom, and it is difficult to see clearly.

He thought, who would take Lin Jingteng away at such a critical time, presumably the latter was very unwilling.

This battle can be regarded as a draw.

He thinks so.

The crowd exploded.

They didn't see the truth about Lin Jingteng's disappearance, they just thought that the other party was defeated by Zhong Ting, and they retreated by themselves if their face was damaged.

Elite list, at least 287 places!

A new star is rising in the fairy gate, and they are the first witnesses.

Meng Hua was one of the few people present who could see the cat, and he frowned and said, "Jiang Baiyan, do you see who that person is?" ”

It stands to reason that it is impossible for someone in the Xianmen to commit murder openly, the four main peaks, the hundred small peaks, there are countless masters, and there is even no shortage of six grades, it is impossible for anyone to dare to take Lin Jingteng away.

Jiang Baiyan thought about it and gave a reasonable explanation: "It should be that he has something at home and was taken away by Uncle Dong." ”

Meng Hua was slightly stunned, Senior Brother Dong is a special elder of the Xianmen, in charge of the disciple's contact with the outside world, for example, if something happens at home and needs to be repatriated urgently, he is responsible for it.

"So, something happened to the Lin family?"

Meng Hua frowned, the Lin family in Jizhou, although it is not the strongest gateway in the local area, but it is also a well-known family, what can happen to make Lin Jingteng take away in this situation.

Boom...

Boom......

Suddenly, a bell rang, straight into the sky, spreading from Tianheng Peak to the entire Six Dao Immortal Gates.