On the highest hump in the middle of the Camel Ridge, an old man in black stood in the wind, with a fluttering white beard, looking into the distance, his deep eyes seemed to take in the whole Camel Ridge, he looked at a certain place in the mountains and forests from time to time, his eyes were shining, and sometimes he shook his head and shook his head, and let out a burst of emotion.

Then, he looked back at the young man lying behind him frowning and snorting in pain from time to time: "This Purple Soul Source Fruit is restless, it was activated so quickly, but how can the Martial Dao Treasure Body be easily devoured by you?"

With a cold snort, the old man in black continued to look at the mountains and forests, clearly standing on the top of hundreds of zhang high, but any wind and grass in this camel ridge could not hide from his ears and eyes, and suddenly the old man sighed lightly, turned his head to look at a certain place in the woods, and saw a golden light shining, and the amazing sharpness seemed to come from miles away, making him feel a slight stinging in his eyes.

"It's this sword again, Ling Qingyun, this kid is really amazing. The old man in black couldn't help but smile: "It seems that this year is God's blessing for me Nanming, not only Song Xin, a natural genius, but also a kendo ghost talent, in another four or five years, let them fight side by side...... Hey, hey!"

Speaking of this, the old man in black, who was originally very respectable, laughed solemnly: "That old guy also said that I don't care about anything, but when it comes to discovering talents, how can I understand him?

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have thought that the dean of the dignified Nanming Academy was actually this virtue, but at this time, there was no one around the old man in black except for Song Xin, who was in a coma, but no one could witness this scene.

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Sima Chenfeng stared at the young man in front of him, his face was unusually pale, he was short of breath on the ground at the moment, and his thin body seemed to be about to be blown down by a gust of wind at any time, but he was still standing, not only standing but also with a very infectious smile, like an unquenchable flame in the cold night of winter, this is an undefeated self-confidence.

He's already at the end of the strongbow! Sima Chenfeng couldn't help but think of this, there was a pain near his heart, but he still maintained at least seventy percent of his strength, once it broke out, it would not be a Thousand Forging Realm that could resist it, but he just stared at the eyes of the young man in front of him and never made a move, the other party's eyes were like shining stars, looking at them made the pupils tingling, but he couldn't help but be attracted by this light, Sima Chenfeng wanted to ask why the other party's sword blade was so strong, so strong that he couldn't resist it at all, and now, he seemed to get the answer from these eyes.

"I am also a young man, why did I lose this sharp spirit?" Sima Chenfeng couldn't help but ask himself, the light projected in those eyes was like fire, that was the fighting spirit, that was indomitable! Only a young man with such a will could cut that sharp sword, Sima Chenfeng was very sad to find that he had not lost this sharp energy, because he had never had this sharp energy, this was not the innate head and horn of all teenagers, but the invincible meaning that belonged to him alone.

No wonder people can become the first person in a session, and he can't even make a promotion in a year! Sima Chenfeng couldn't help but feel ashamed, compared to the young man in front of him who was like gold paper and couldn't help it, he was actually more fragile.

"I throw in the towel. This junior second-level Tianjiao suddenly spoke, and looked at Ling Qingyun with burning eyes: "I have benefited a lot today, and I hope to be taught again!"

There was silence all around, and the sound of the collision of the two teams of young soldiers seemed to disappear without a trace, Ling Qingyun looked at Sima Chenfeng's solemn gaze and nodded firmly: "Thank you, senior, for your success." ”

Sima Chenfeng smiled bitterly: "I'm just saving some face for myself, even though it has been torn to pieces by a sword." ”

He understood that his admission of defeat today would inevitably lead to a burst of controversy, because at this time, it seemed that although he was cut open by the sword qi, he maintained his main combat power, while Ling Qingyun, who had slashed out an amazing sword, was already crumbling, and it didn't look like he could continue to fight, admitting defeat at this time was incomprehensible to both the spectators and the listeners, and some people would even give him the name of a coward because of this, but Sima Chenfeng believed that his companions who had faced the previous sword would understand his choice.

As long as he personally comprehended that sharp edge, he could understand that although Ling Qingyun was a freshman, he had actually stepped into a terrifying realm beyond their seniors, and only then did he understand that the sharp edge of the sword could not be defeated at all, Sima Chenfeng could feel that although Ling Qingyun was almost overdrawn in order to cut out that sword, Ling Qingyun still retained the power of this blow after intense consumption! Sima Chenfeng understood that when that sword was stabbed, the opponent might fall due to physical exhaustion, but he would definitely lose!

That result may have eliminated a strong enemy and made his companion's ranking even better, but is that meaningful? Sima Chenfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the battlefield ahead, the offensive of his companions had been completely blocked, and now although there were constantly jade-colored ripples on the body of the new students who withdrew, but according to the battle loss ratio, his own side was sure to lose. Since they are all about to lose, do they still care about one or two rankings? It is better to sell a favor to an opponent, as a genius, he always hopes that people with extraordinary talent can go further.

Both of them were silent, at this moment, there were clearly second-level students in front of Ling Qingyun and on the left and right, they could have made a move on Ling Qingyun, who seemed to have no power to fight back, but they didn't dare to do so, when they thought of the sword that made their hearts and guts break before, as soon as they saw the unfading pride on the face of this weak young man, they didn't dare to make a move on this young man who seemed to be waiting to be slaughtered, the lesson of blood had already told them that whenever this person's sword blade was revealed, it was a person who withdrew!

This made Sima Chenfeng even more emotional, from the moment the sword was slashed, he was defeated, and they were already defeated.

"I was right that I didn't accept the bet, you do have three swords, no, one sword can defeat me. Sima Chenfeng muttered, as if he couldn't believe the fact of this dream.

"No, I can't. Ling Qingyun shook his head slightly, Sima Chenfeng couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "If you're not ridiculing me, it's because my understanding is too poor to understand." ”

Ling Qingyun didn't say anything more, Sima Chenfeng's comprehension was not bad, but it was difficult for him to explain that feeling himself, but at this time, his body was still trembling, it was the extreme excitement hidden under the appearance.

The sword that shocked the audience before was also his strongest sword, and it was by no means prepared in advance to cut out that sword, but it was the moment when he was in crisis and he was blessed to his soul, and he really stimulated his potential sword intent in the midst of great pressure, and its power was so great that Ling Qingyun himself was extremely satisfied and even moved.

"Yes, that's what it feels like to be in the midst of a great crisis when I'm in that state again. ”

"The result of the trip to Mingyue Island is where my opportunity lies, relying on this sword intent, it is enough to do the world!" Ling Qingyun, who thought so, couldn't help but smile.

Before Mingyue Island, the most amazing sword he slashed was the sword that cut off Lin Qiancheng's war hammer in the Nanming Dabi, which was his best move to infuse the strongest true qi after he was strong enough, and the spirit and spirit were one, which can be said to combine the sharp characteristics of his own true qi with the sharp sword moves to the extreme, which can be called the ultimate killing move that poured all the strengths, and was as strong as Lin Qiancheng was also defeated under this sword.

But the sword he slashed out just now represents a new realm, that is, beyond the limit!

This sword was a sword that Ling Qingyun faced six people alone, cutting through six weapons.

This sword was a sword for Ling Qingyun to break through the spiritual coercion and cut off the front foot of the purple-pupil tiger.

This sword is even more a sword with which Ling Qingyun exhausted his life potential in the desperate situation of life and death to kill the powerhouse of the Golden Body Realm!

Based on the original sword intent comprehension, integrated into the Xuanyuan Dangqi Method's subtle control of true qi, and sharpened with real actual combat, death pressure in a desperate situation, real gold fire refining, jade Ru Yu Cheng, Ling Qingyun finally comprehended this sharp sword intent in the great mystery between life and death, this is not necessarily a sword move, it is purely based on a sword intent realm to make his own sword blade burst out beyond the limit of power, the opponent in the face of this sword is not only the sharpness of the sword edge, but also the sharpness of Ling Qingyun's sword heart, the sword of gold and iron can still be blocked with the blade armor, but how can the edge of the heart sword be blocked？

This is enough to make countless sword cultivators envious to the point of madness, and it will never be in vain for Ling Qingyun to do it between life and death.

Ling Qingyun said that he couldn't defeat Sima Chenfeng with three swords was not to coax or comfort the other party, but he was indeed not sure that he could enter this special realm within the three swords, and it was undoubtedly extremely difficult to defeat Sima Chenfeng with three swords with normal sword moves, he was also a pure gamble at the time, what made him happy was that after returning from Mingyue Island, his sword intent was clearly improving significantly, and the probability of entering this realm was getting bigger and bigger, sooner or later he would completely control this mysterious realm, and only then would he really master this extremely strong hole card, within the same level, without fear of any opponent！

"This sword intent is called Golden Crack!" Ling Qingyun secretly made up his mind, the word Golden Crack is taken from the gold line, from the gold iron, and from the golden body, from the sharp to the sharp, can also be cut to the hard, there is nothing that cannot be broken in front of this sword!

It wasn't until his companions surrounded him and cheered that Ling Qingyun came back to his senses from the state of reminiscing about the golden cracking sword intent, and then he was thrown high by his classmates, feeling the excitement and joy of his companions, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but smile.

"The Golden Cracking Sword Intent is my invincible reliance, but after obtaining this killing weapon, I can't forget what I fought for. "Being tossed up by his companions again and again, he is like a cloud, bathed in the breeze and cheers, the experience is very peculiar, if the clouds ride the fog to ascend to the immortal, Ling Qingyun clearly understands that his previous battle is not for the prestige of slashing a person with a sword, but to respond to their expectations, and lead them to continue to move forward in this camel ridge where the strong gather!

Thinking like this, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but smile, this feeling of fighting for his friends was very warm, and there were many, many reasons for him to fight...... The root of the battle is not greed and violence, but the people and things he cherishes.

"Okay, don't you see how tired he is, his body has to fall apart if he is thrown like this!" It wasn't until Miss Huang Yu, the divine doctor in the team, dispersed the crowd that Ling Qingyun had a chance to get down to earth again, but he was soon surrounded again, and the light in everyone's eyes had never been so dazzling.

"Brother Qingyun, thanks to you, we can win this battle!"

"It's not just this battle, the last battle was also Brother Ling who took the lead in defeating Senior Zhang and then defeated that Lu Yan surrendered!"

"Brother Ling defeated one person with one sword, and he will definitely use this battle to shake Camel Ridge and pass it on as a good story!"

Unconsciously, there were more and more words of "brother" in the companion title, and Ling Qingyun only felt relieved and helpless.

"Ling Qingyun, is that sword from before famous?" At this moment, Lin Qiancheng walked over and stared directly at Ling Qingyun's face.

Ling Qingyun smiled back, and without hesitation, he announced the name of the sword intent he had just created.

"Its name, Golden Crack!"