The sharp and majestic momentum filled the audience, and the atmosphere of slaughter was permeated everywhere.

The momentum of the two was still rising slowly, and the terrifying momentum was constantly colliding with each other, and the smoke and dust in the sky were rising.

"Bang!" There was another dull sound in the air, and the two of them were like cheetahs ready to attack, their sharp eyes catching each other's flaws all the time.

Suddenly, there was a wanton laughter in the sky: "Hahaha...... It seems that the Qingyun Sect's Sect Protector Array still hasn't grown!"

When the laughter came, all the disciples were stunned, and their eyes were about to look into the air involuntarily, and then their eyes condensed in the arena, refusing to blink again......

And at this moment, the two people in the No. 1 arena seemed to be pulled by this qi machine, and a fierce look passed vaguely towards Ling Xiao's eyes, the knuckles of the right fingers holding the hilt of the sword turned white, and at the moment when the laughter sounded, the right hand suddenly moved, and the incomparably fierce and powerful momentum rose to the sky, and the sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the dazzling sword light flashed through the sky.

Ye Feng had already prepared, the moment the laughter came, a touch of solemnity flashed in his pupils, looking at Xiang Ling Xiao's right hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly moved, the pupils shrank instantly, and the fighting energy of the whole body ran wildly, instantly gathered on the right hand, and a sharp and majestic momentum on the dragon scale knife in his hand soared into the sky, and a huge arc-shaped blade appeared on the sharp blade.

The black clothes on his body were flying, and the dragon scale knife on Ye Feng's right hand slashed down with an extremely sharp momentum, and with a snort, the huge but incomparably sharp arc-shaped knife pierced the sky.

"Bang!"

The two figures flashed almost at the same time, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be dark, leaving the shining sword light and the sharp arc-shaped sword gang close and collided in an instant.

As soon as the two of them touched, Ye Feng's figure jumped back to the spot lightly, with a touch of solemnity in his eyes. There was a cut on the right side of the sleeve on his right hand on his black clothes, and the break was unusually neat, cutting off half of the sleeve, and there was a thin wound under the sleeve, and blood continued to flow out of the wound.

Xiang Ling Xiao had already put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, his expression was quite calm, his left hand was covered on his right shoulder, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from his fingers, staining his left hand red.

The eyes of all the outer disciples were shocked, the battle just now took place between the lightning and flint, and the eyes did not catch the traces of the battle, but the battle was already over, too fast! Both of them were covered with colors, but it seemed that Xiang Ling Xiao's injuries were more severe.

Just when everyone was stunned, in the distance of the sky, a black dot from far to near, extremely fast, rapidly enlarged in the eyes of everyone, but it was an old man in a black robe, the old man in the black robe was extremely fast, a flash in the air, and instantly stood above the arena, looking at the expressions of all the disciples, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, standing in the void, but his eyes were keenly catching the two teenagers in the No. 1 arena.

On the huge platform, Yu Longxiang's eyes flashed, and he whispered softly: "Is it finally here?"

Lu Zhenqun patted his right hand lightly on the chair, his body suddenly rose to the ground, and he jumped into the air with a single electric shot, and said with a face that was not angry: "What does Brother Han mean?

Lu Zhenqun's loud shout broke this calm, and all the disciples just woke up from a dream, who was it? Who dared to break into the Qingyun Gate? His eyes looked at the black-robed old man in the sky at the same time.

Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao both raised their eyes and looked at the sky.

High in the air, the black-robed old man stood in the air, looking at Lu Zhenqun, who was also standing in the air, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, but he was not afraid, and said with a smile: "Don't dare, I heard that the disciples of Qingyunmen are holding a ranking competition, due to the obstruction of the Protector Array, Han was anxious, and he also wanted to try to see if your Sect's Protector Array had grown, but it made Brother Lu smile." ”

The old man in the black robe is Han Wentuo in Yu Longxiang's mouth.

A touch of solemnity flashed in Lu Zhenqun's eyes, although the power of the Protector Sect Great Array was not triggered, but Han Wentuo was able to break in so easily, which also made Lu Zhenqun slightly surprised, it seems that Han Lao's strength has improved again, no wonder he is so presumptuous.

Raising his eyebrows, Lu Zhenqun laughed and said: "It is an honor for Brother Han to come to watch, but unfortunately, this ranking competition has just ended here, I don't know what else Brother Han has to do?"

Pingdang Sect is the second largest sect in the Wuyan Empire, and in recent years, it has been subservient to the Qingyun Sect, in order to compete for the first place, there are not a few open and secret fights on weekdays, but after all, there is no tearing face, although Lu Zhenqun spoke politely, but also had a faint meaning of driving people away.

Han Wentuo's eyes were fleeting, and he seemed to say with some regret: "I didn't see the competition between the disciples of your sect, but it made Han regretful." ”

Lu Zhenqun's eyes flashed with anger, but Han Wentuo did not go overboard, there was still some interaction between the two sects, although he was impatient, but it was not very good to drive people directly, and Han Wentuo had something to say, and the next thing was to get to the point.

Sure enough, Han Wentuo's eyes glanced at the many disciples below, and said gloomily: "I heard that the disciples of your sect are very outstanding, and the outer disciples of my Pingdang Sect admired them quite after hearing about them, so I have to come over to learn from the disciples of your sect, in view of the enthusiasm of the disciples, Han is not good at disobedience, so I have to bring them over, presumably the many disciples of Qingyunmen will not be afraid to pee their pants!"

Although Han Wentuo's words were not very loud, they also clearly reached the ears of all the disciples, and in an instant, all the disciples glared at Han Wentuo angrily.

However, since Han Wentuo can be called Han Lao Ghost by Lu Zhenqun, his cheek is naturally unique in cultivation, and he still looks at Lu Zhenqun as nothing under everyone's sight, but looks at Lu Zhenqun with bad intentions.

Lu Zhenqun's face was slightly gloomy, at present, the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect are almost more or less hung up, and their combat effectiveness has been affected somewhat, plus with the improvement of the strength of the outer disciples, even if they take healing drugs at this time, they will definitely not be able to recover quickly, in the face of the next provocative battle, it can be said that they are more than lucky, and the Qingyun Sect will be in an extremely unfavorable state, presumably Han Lao Ghost deliberately picked this time Thinking of this, Lu Zhenqun stared at Han Wentuo in front of him with a not very good-looking face, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes。

That faint killing intent was instantly captured by Han Wentuo, and Han Wentuo laughed: "Since Brother Lu doesn't dare to let the disciples of your sect fight, then let's assume that Han didn't say it! It's just that the disciples of your sect continue to endure like this, I'm afraid that they will become turtles with shrunken heads sooner or later......!"

If just now it was just a vague invitation to fight, now it is a naked provocation.

The murderous aura in Lu Zhenqun's eyes was no longer hidden, and the violent and violent momentum rose to the sky, and the majestic and fierce killing machine surged towards Han Wentuo to suppress the past.