No disciple has ever been able to defeat him, even if it is ten disciples combined, they are not his opponents, and even the second-generation disciples can't get any benefit in his hands, even if such a demon-level genius disciple is placed in the entire imperial capital city, I don't know how many sects are in demand. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But it was such a genius disciple, this time the clan didn't seem to rush back, which could be regarded as Ye Ling's good luck.

The inner disciples could no longer stand the cheering voices of the outer disciples, and there were tiny burrs growing slowly in their ears, piercing into their flesh.

A young disciple dressed in white walked out, his face was extremely gloomy, and his whole face was as terrifying as a layer of dead ashes. He walked to the ring, and when he landed with each step, there was always a little colorless fluctuation in his heel that slowly condensed, and between raising his hands, an invisible pressure hit him instantly.

"He... Is he?" Feng'er scratched her little head, thinking carefully, suddenly, she was stunned, regardless of the light pull of the dragon beside her, her calves stepped into the ring, and suddenly protected Ye Ling behind her, her immature face was not afraid at all, "You are Ye Shaofeng, a monster who specializes in sucking the true qi of disciples!"

Ye Shaofeng laughed, he licked his lips and said, "Oh, I thought I had forgotten about the sect in the past few years, but I didn't expect anyone to remember me, yes, yes, it's not in vain that I have abolished the cultivation records of several disciples." ”

"What! he is Ye Shaofeng!"

"I... I've been talking to him all the time, but I didn't expect the scariest person to be around. ”

"I'm so lucky, I'm so lucky, I'm lucky I didn't have anything to do with him. ”

Not only the outer disciples were happy, but even the inner disciples were a little calming their fluctuating hearts, in this sect, the three words Ye Shaofeng can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if they joined later, they have heard about the three disciples fighting against Ye Shaofeng in a few days.

Before he made a move, he just rushed towards him, and he fell to the ground in less than two seconds, but Ye Shaofeng didn't even suffer a little injury, and what was even more tragic was that those young disciples who fell to the ground, although their lives were fine, the dantian in their bodies had cracked, and they couldn't break through the bottleneck by cultivating true qi in this life.

Without a single trick or utterance, a silence could cause three people to waste, let alone the others, and no one dared to provoke him since, nor did anyone really challenge him. Even the young disciples who were stronger than him still chose to take a detour.

This time, I didn't expect him to take the initiative to stand up when he was compared to the clan, so wouldn't Ye Ling be dead.

"Feng'er, is he?" Ye Ling wondered.

"He is Ye Shaofeng, the most terrifying existence in the sect, he can abolish the cultivation of three disciples without making a move, no one dares to provoke him in the sect so far, Ye Ling, you have to be careful when you fight him, because if you lose, there is a great chance that you may be crippled. Long Qingling walked into the ring, she frowned.

Ye Ling nodded, it was the first time he had seen Long Qingling be so serious, facing a disciple, the aura he showed was even stronger than the previous time.

Ye Shaofeng smiled weirdly, when he was about to squat down, Feng'er's face was frightened, and he hurriedly grabbed Long Qingling's calf, and said, "You... Don't come near me, I didn't mess with you!"

"Eh, didn't I do anything to you? Don't be too nervous, your status in the sect is extraordinary, I don't want to be punished so inexplicably just so young and haven't grown much in true qi cultivation. Ye Shaofeng smiled faintly.

Long Qingling gently patted Feng'er on the shoulder, this is Ye Ling's ring, it is his battle ring against Ye Shaofeng, although she is the disciple of the sect master, she can't break the rules.

At that moment, one hand was protecting the front, and the other hand was holding Feng'er's slender waist, and the whole body fell to the ground, crowded among the young disciples.

As soon as she landed, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly hit, causing the surrounding disciples to gasp, and the ** hope on that face was exuding a little evil desire for her in the depths of their hearts.

"Huh~" The white light flashed, and a sharp blade on the white left hand straddled the young disciple's neck, the cold blade was tightly attached to the skin, and a small crack was quietly cut open.

The young disciple was stunned for a moment, and then he screamed in surprise, and kept retreating, he looked at the pretty face that was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and where he dared to have the slightest evil desire in his heart, it had been replaced by fear.

Long Qingling glanced at it with disgust and muttered, "It's really disgusting, I'm afraid." ”

In the ring, Ye Ling adjusted his breathing, he stared at the corner of his mouth in front of him, and a shallow arc seemed to be a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Ye Shaofeng, standing in the ring means that there is going to be a fight, I also heard about you just now, but I have to give you a reminder, your so-called move of inhaling true qi to make the dantian break has no effect on me." ”

"Oh, is it, how can you know if you don't try it?" Looking at Ye Ling's serious expression, Ye Shaofeng's heart burst with joy, this kid's cultivation is really much higher than that of ordinary disciples, at least not the two wastes that can be compared to the previous two.

Ye Ling smiled, "My words have already been put here, but I can tell you that no matter what trick you make, even if you want to hurt me, I will beat you down!"

"Then I'll tell you too, I'm not like the other two disciples, my attack is with the wind, silently, for example, now!" With a sudden change, a strong True Qi suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, and even his aura was instantly hidden.

How could it be? Ye Ling frowned, he couldn't feel Ye Shaofeng's true qi fluctuations, let alone the existence of his aura, as if he had disappeared without a trace in that second.

"Ah~" The blood flashed, and a slender light cut a blood mark on his shoulder, and when the blood flowed out, he was deeply shocked.

Not only him, but even the outer and inner disciples were shocked.

There was not a single sign of a move, and his entire body did not move at all. Because of this, Ye Ling was actually injured, and the knife marks on his shoulders seemed to be not small.

But how did he do it!

Ye Ling gritted his teeth, he turned his head, "You... When did you attack me!"

"Hehe, I already told you, my attack is silent, and I can kill a person at any time, not only yours, but also the lives of all the disciples present, I can easily take it, hahaha. With his hands outstretched, Ye Shaofeng laughed. (To be continued.) )