As expected, Yuefeng lost.

In this battle, Du Feng won two percent in a row, and won Bai Min and Yue Feng both, which can be said to be very good for Luoyun Sect.

After the championship conference entered the mid-term war, the scene began to be hot, after all, although the initial battle was good-looking, it was not as exciting as this mid-term level.

The light curtains around the ring disappeared, and Akiba motioned for Yuefeng to retreat to recuperate, and finally announced the result.

"This battle is won by Du Feng of the Cloud Sect, the next challenger?" Akiba shouted.

Everyone looked at Han Ling in the Immortal Dao Sect camp, if it wasn't expected, then Han Ling would go up to challenge.

Sure enough, when Han Ling heard Qiu Ye's words, his figure flashed, and he finally appeared in the ring.

Lin Yan, who was at the far end, was already a little nervous, because he actually wanted to make a move, but looking at the situation now, it was not yet at the last moment.

"I, Han Ling, will not take advantage of you, and give you a quarter of an hour to breathe and replenish your spiritual power!" Han Ling pointed at Du Feng with one hand, and he was dressed in a red robe without wind.

Du Feng did output a lot of spiritual power due to the previous battle with Yue Feng, and now if he wants to fight with Han Ling at this time, he has fallen behind, and the only thing that can exert his strength to the limit is to supplement his spiritual power.

And this sentence was heard in the ears of the elders of the Immortal Dao Sect, but it was not like this.

What is a competitive battle, a competitive battle is a continuous fight, where is it the turn of someone to meditate and waste time?

For example, in a battle between two people, because of the fierce battle, although one of them stood at the back of the mountain, because of his injuries, he was no longer able to fight, and it took half a year to recover from his injuries.

Du Feng patted the storage bag with a faint smile and took a few pills.

After a slight adjustment, Du Feng nodded slightly, signaling that Elder Autumn Leaf was no longer in trouble.

"Luoyun Sect Du Feng against Immortal Dao Sect Han Ling, start now!"

With a loud shout, Autumn Leaves swept off the ring, leaving the battlefield to Du Feng and Han Ling. At the same time, everyone's eyes also looked at the two people in the ring.

Han Ling was slightly shorter than Du Feng, and his figure was relatively thin, but Han Ling's momentum and fighting spirit were not bad at all.

Lin Ling pondered Han Ling's changes in the past few years, he knew very well that Han Ling's cultivation at the moment was already regarded as a powerful combat power for the inner gate of the Immortal Dao Gate;

Just as Lin Yan was carefully observing, his ears suddenly moved, and this inexplicable feeling was the first time.

"Huh?"

Lin Fu seemed to have discovered some strange sound, as if it sounded in Lin Fu's ears like an illusion.

"Han boy, if the old man helps you defeat everyone, do you really agree to the old man's request?"

This was an old voice, and Lin Yan didn't know why he heard this sudden sound at such a critical juncture. Since Lin Yan cultivated the Soul Devouring Technique, except for the abnormal changes in his eyes that could detect the inner nature of various materials, he never thought that his ears would have auditory hallucinations.

Han Ling in the ring nodded slightly, for some reason, Lin Ling felt that this Han Ling was very strange.

"Could it be the piece of jade around his neck?" Lin Yan thought to himself.

The piece of blue jade hanging by the red thread on Han Ling's neck really wouldn't be so simple, this was something that Lin Ling had already known when he first met Han Ling a few years ago, and Lin Ling had thought about snatching Han Ling's piece of jade, but now that he heard this strange voice, his gaze at Han Ling was even more complicated.

Lin Ling had a battle with Han Ling a few years ago, and at that time, this piece of jade didn't seem to fluctuate, why hadn't he seen it for a few years, this Han Ling had not only cultivated so fast, but even his comprehension had improved a lot?

Could it be that there was an inexplicable soul or ghost in this jade that was teaching Han Ling to cultivate?

Looking meaningfully at Du Feng, who was about to start a war with Han Ling, Lin Yu felt that this Du Feng might be in a lot of trouble in the future.

Even his ears had undergone abnormal changes due to the cultivation of the Soul Devouring Technique, which Lin Xuan had not expected, but Lin Yan was even more convinced that once his cultivation was high, perhaps other parts and even his facial features and limbs would be abnormal.

In the Purple Star Pavilion camp, Xiao Xuan and Leng Feng crossed their arms to their chests, and they also wanted to know who was stronger, Han Ling or Du Feng.

"Han Ling of the Immortal Dao Sect wanted to challenge Du Feng before, is it very certain?" Leng Feng said.

"They belong to the same realm, they can't be sure, Han Ling's cultivation time is two years less than Du Feng's, even if he is the same as Du Feng's cultivation now, but in terms of combat experience, he may not even be as good as his senior brother Yue Feng. Xiao Xuan's eyes swept Han Ling and Du Feng in the ring, and spoke.

"It's time for me to make a move in the future!" Leng Feng already had a fighting intent on his body at this moment.

"Well, after you defeat the winner of these two, you will have to look at the hole cards of the Immortal Dao Sect and the Luoyun Sect!" Xiao Xuan nodded slightly, he had already thought that the most powerful in the competition for the championship this time had not yet made a move.

The yellow light curtain shrouded the ring again, and the battle between Du Feng and Han Ling immediately began.

With his feet firmly on the ground of the ring, the corners of Han Ling's mouth rose, as if he didn't take Du Feng in his eyes at all.

"Du Feng, within a stick of incense, I will beat you to a serious injury to see your junior brother Zhang Xuan!" Han Ling said arrogantly, he seemed to have a thorough understanding of Du Feng's previous battle against Yue Feng.

"Sharp-toothed boy, as long as you don't admit defeat, I won't have any trouble killing you!" Du Feng smiled coldly, he wouldn't be afraid of Han Ling in the slightest.

"Kill me!"

With Han Ling's words, a bright yellow light burst out from Han Ling's body, and Han Ling's realm was finally revealed.

"Rotate the peak of the mid-stage!" Du Feng's divine sense swept away, and his fists clenched a point.

"Get down, or die!" Han Ling was shaped like a javelin, pointing up and down the ring with one hand, and said coldly.

In the light curtain of the ring, the words of Han Ling and Du Feng were unknown to outsiders, but when they saw Han Ling's arrogant expression pointing at Du Feng in a row, everyone probably guessed a rough idea.

"Senior Brother Han has been cultivating by leaps and bounds since he set foot in the Xuanzhao Period, I really don't know how he cultivated. Wang Ting looked at Han Ling in the ring and said in a low voice.

"Han Ling has changed too much, at this moment, he is no longer the yellow-haired boy of the beginner sect, presumably ten years later, you and I will still call him a senior!" Yue Feng stood on Wang Ting's side and said indifferently.

"How is it possible?Senior Brother Yue, are you saying that Senior Brother Han Ling is expected to set foot in the Ning Dan Stage in the next ten years?" Wang Ting was probably surprised when he heard this, Yue Feng was a rare calm character among the inner disciples, and what he said was basically more pertinent, and he never knew how to bloom a lotus flower.

"In less than two years, you can step from the early stage of the rotation to the peak of the middle stage of the rotation, how long do you think it will take for Senior Brother Han to step into the late stage?" Yue Feng said coldly.

"This—" Wang Ting was shocked when he heard this.

According to Yue Feng's meaning, if Han Ling had no bottleneck to speak of, then it would be possible to set foot in the late stage of Xuanzhao in the next few months, and if it went well, it was really possible to become a cultivator of the Ning Dan stage within ten years.

"Senior Brother Wang don't be surprised, the most powerful of my Immortal Dao Sect inner disciples is not Senior Brother Han. Yue Feng smiled lightly, and then looked meaningfully in the direction where Jiang Chen and Liu Qin were standing.

Following Yue Feng's gaze, Wang Ting saw that Jiang Chen was still smiling like a spring breeze at this moment, and Liu Qin was also talking to him about something.

"Senior Brother Jiang, everything has been clarified, the strongest in the Purple Star Pavilion is Xiao Xuan, and the Falling Cloud Sect is Ye Qing!" Liu Qin's lips moved slightly.

"On the surface, the hidden cultivation is not simple in the early stage of the rotation, hehe!" Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted, but I saw that Du Feng and Han Ling, who were in the center of the ring, finally started to fight.

Du Feng stepped on the flying sword, and a dark giant axe appeared in front of him, and this axe was facing Han Ling up and down in a row, and the many flying swords inspired by Han Ling intersected together, and the flying swords inspired by Han Ling were only sixteen.

The third layer of the Sword Splitting Technique could divide sixteen flying swords, and it was not surprising that Han Ling could do it now, after all, Xu Nu, who was also a disciple of the Immortal Dao Sect, had shown it before.

The two fought with each other, the sound of the exchange was endless, and the energy training collided with each other, which was extremely bright.

The battle between Han Ling and Du Feng was different from when Yue Feng had fought before, because Yue Feng and Du Feng had not attacked from such a long distance, and since the cultivation was the same, then the fighting method would depend on who was more experienced.

"Do you want me to use all my strength to distinguish the third layer of swordsmanship, where did the previous arrogance go?" Du Feng clicked the giant axe in the air, forced Han Ling's flying sword back again, and said with a sneer.

"Interesting, you must want to die early!"

As soon as 'Death' was spoken, Han Ling clasped his hands together and pinched out a series of obscure handprints, and the sixteen red flying swords in the air were even more divided.

Woo-la-la!

"Huh?" Du Feng frowned.

No, instead of sixteen flying swords, there were thirty-two!

Unexpectedly, Han Ling was so young that he actually cultivated the sword splitting technique to the fourth layer.

The more you cultivate the sword division technique, the more difficult it becomes, because it is double and superimposed in the future, it is difficult to change from sixteen to thirty-two, and as for cultivating to the fifth layer, it is even more difficult to differentiate sixty-four flying swords.

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