Stretching out his injured right hand, he slowly but firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, frowning slightly at Ling Xiao's brow.

A gloating light flashed on the face of the Pingdang Sect disciple on the opposite side, and he said gloomily: "It's still too late for you to admit defeat now, you can suffer less flesh and skin, otherwise I will make you hurt even more." ”

"You talk a lot of nonsense. Xiang Ling Xiao's brows were stretched, and the fierce color in his eyes erupted.

The terrifying momentum suddenly startled the disciple of the Pingdang Sect, and his heart suddenly suddenly, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, but he came to his senses in an instant, and said with some annoyance: "That's you looking for death by yourself, no wonder me." ”

"Let the horses come. ”

The knuckles of the fingers holding the hilt of the sword turned slightly white, and he smiled faintly at Ling Xiao.

"Then you're welcome. The disciple of the Pingdang Sect was furious, his whole body was full of fighting energy, his momentum suddenly rose, he shouted violently, and rushed over in an instant, like a strong bull, and his momentum fiercely raised smoke and dust in the sky.

Looking at the disciple of the Pingdang Sect who was like a barbarian, a cold glint flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the knuckles holding the hilt of the sword turned slightly white.

The distance was getting closer and closer, seeing that Xiang Ling Xiao did not move at all, the disciple of the Pingdang Sect showed a hideous smile on his face, his fighting spirit was running wildly, his right fist stretched out, wrapped in a faint golden light, and the strong momentum emanated, and he smashed it hard at Ling Xiao's face with a punch.

The fierce color in his eyes flashed, and he kicked Ling Xiao's toes to the ground, and his body rushed forward in a strange arc, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword moved slightly.

A shining sword light crossed the sky, cold and cold, and Xiang Ling Xiao's figure had already appeared behind the disciples of the Pingdang Sect, sonorous, and the sword was sheathed.

Looking at this shining sword light, Han Wentuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although it was not the first time to see Xiang Ling's swordsmanship, everyone present was still taken aback, so fast! Those Pingdang Sect disciples were even more shocked.

With the sonorous sound sounding, snorting, the sound of the clothes tearing, on the right shoulder of the disciple of the Pingdang Sect, the green clothes suddenly broke off at the shoulder, and the next moment, an arm rose to the sky, and the blood from the wound continued to spurt out like a spring.

Xiang Ling Xiao in front of him disappeared, and the shining sword light swept by, and the disciple of the Pingdang Sect had not yet reacted.

"Whew!"

It wasn't until his right arm broke away from his body and rose into the sky that the Pingdang Sect disciple reacted, and the pig-killing howl resounded through the sky and never dissipated for a long time.

Except for the loud howl, the audience fell silent.

Bang, the broken arm fell on the arena, and tens of thousands of outer disciples suddenly let out a warm cheer.

Ye Feng didn't open his eyes all the time, the result was already expected, although he knew that this Pingdang Sect disciple was not bad, but his character caused his failure, angering himself and Xiang Ling Xiao, he would definitely pay the price.

The Pingdang Sect disciple had lost his arm, and the intense pain caused him to fall to his knees on the arena with a twisted face.

Xiang Ling Xiao turned to look at him and said lightly, "You can't resist such an ordinary sword, do you want to continue?"

Such a powerful sword is just an ordinary sword? The disciples of the Pingdang Sect couldn't help but look at each other.

The Pingdang Sect Brother's face was distorted, and there was a hint of madness in his blood-red eyes, and he got up and rushed towards Ling Xiao is fierce momentum.

Xiang Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, the trapped beast was still fighting, a flicker disappeared in place, and strangely appeared behind the disciple of the Pingdang Sect, his right foot carried a violent fighting qi blasted out, stepping on his back, and the strong fighting spirit suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

The figure of the disciple of the Pingdang Sect was kicked by Ling Xiao fiercely, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, flying towards the disciples of the Pingdang Sect under the stage in a wonderful parabola.

All the disciples of the Pingdang Sect had a look of horror in their eyes, and they hurriedly caught the disciple of the Pingdang Sect, and then quickly began to swallow the pill to bandage his wounds.

Xiang Ling Xiao stood on the arena, his figure standing proudly, like a vigorous and upright green pine.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Han Wentuo said gloomily: "Master Yu, the first disciple of your sect is really extraordinary. "As the team leader, Han Wentuo is very clear about the strength of the disciple of the Pingdang Sect who was defeated, the cultivation of the middle-level martial artist is enough to rank about fourth among the disciples this time, it is easy to defeat an ordinary middle-level martial artist, otherwise he would not have brought him over, and now he was defeated by Xiang Ling Xiao so easily, although there is a careless reason, but Xiang Ling Xiao's own strength should not be underestimated, even if he is injured, he still wins lightly, and the gap between the two is like a moat.

"Elder Han has won the award. ”

Yu Longxiang smiled faintly, a touch of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and slowly spoke.

Han Wentuo had a gloomy face and stopped talking.

After being in a hurry for a while, the disciples of the Pingdang Sect below finally stabilized the injured disciple who was in a coma.

"Next. ”

Xiang Ling Xiao stood on the arena and looked down indifferently.

Xiang Ling Xiao's crisp and neat means just now can be said to have knocked the disdain of all the disciples of the Pingdang Sect into the abyss, and he no longer dared to float such a thought, he looked at Xiang Ling Xiao in the center of the arena with a solemn expression, and finally looked at each other, and the disciple who was in the second place on Ye Feng's left hand took a step in an instant, jumped to the arena with a slight leap, and looked at Xiang Ling Xiao intently.

The blood on the arena is dotted, eye-catching and abnormal.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

This Pingdang Sect disciple was obviously much calmer, and he didn't rush to start the battle when he came up, first politely clasped his fists and saluted, and opened his mouth to ask for Xiang Ling Xiao's name.

Xiang Ling Xiao smiled faintly: "Xiang Ling Xiao." ”

His pupils shrank slightly, and the disciple of the Pingdang Sect on the other side took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "It turned out to be Xiang Ling Xiao and Brother Xiang, who had admired the name for a long time, and was under Yang Ming." ”

When they read their names to Ling Xiao, almost all the disciples of the Pingdang Sect were taken aback, before this time, Han Wentuo repeatedly reminded them to pay attention to Xiang Ling Xiao, and now the first confrontation is really extraordinary, even if there is an injury, it is a light victory.

With a slight frown, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes swept over the many disciples of the Pingdang Sect on the opposite side without a trace, and then looked at Ling Xiao, and said softly to himself: "It should be able to hold out for a while." ”

Whew, exhaling deeply, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes again, and entered a state of cultivation to breathe.

Yang Ming looked at Xiang Ling Xiao with a solemn expression and said, "Brother Xiang, you can start." ”

Xiang Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and his right hand slowly stretched out and gently rested on the quaint hilt of the sword.