Jiang Lin and Zhao Yuan were already stunned.

The silver heroic spirits that were originally surrounding them had been attracted by the young man who suddenly appeared.

The two of them left the battlefield in this way, staring blankly at the domineering figure of the young man in the battle, the two swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel boundless shock in their hearts.

This...... This is the Five Heavens of the Divine Spirit Realm?

How can there be such a big gap?

Jiang Lin looked at the young man who was surrounded by a group of silver heroes, rushing left and right and constantly shooting, seemingly walking leisurely like an unpredictable breeze, his body was too flexible, and his speed was also extremely fast.

Those silver heroic spirits who were like fighting machines, under siege, they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Who's the fighting machine?

"Where did this pervert come from?" Zhao Yuan looked shocked.

Jiang Lin nodded in agreement.

The cultivation of the five heavens of the gods and spirits actually burst out with a combat power comparable to the nine heavens of the god spirit realm, isn't this a metamorphosis, what is it?

Now he is only in the Fifth Heaven, if his cultivation is improved again, and he reaches the Ninth Heaven, what will happen?

Is this going against the sky?

Jiang Lin suddenly felt that the cultivation of the two of them Divine Spirit Eight Heavens had been practiced to the dog.

I used to hear that there is always a group of demons in this world, who can challenge and push the world to be invincible at the same level, and he still scoffed, but now seeing this young man, he finally knows that he is the real frog at the bottom of the well.

Jiang Lin had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, at the age of twenty-three, he had reached the cultivation of the Divine Spirit Eightfold Heaven, and in the city where he was real, he was already a rare genius, and he himself was complacent about this achievement, and the appearance of this young man in front of him was like a slap in the face, which made him wake up suddenly.

Instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

There is a heaven out of the sky!

"Martial arts are endless, I haven't even touched the threshold of martial arts yet, what is there to be happy about? There are many geniuses in this world, and there are dragons and crouching tigers everywhere, my little cultivation is really nothing!"

When Jiang Lin thought about this, his impetuous mind suddenly fell silent, and his mood was faintly improved. The bottleneck of cultivation that had been stuck in the Eight Heavens of the Divine Spirit Realm for a long time was unexpectedly loosened, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.

He looked at the young man in front of him who was fighting fiercely with a group of silver heroes, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

Meng Nan didn't know that his appearance made a martial artist who was quite conceited in the past instantly break through his state of mind and became calm, at this time he fought fiercely with a group of silver heroic spirits, and the Haoran righteousness that had just broken through to the five heavens of the Divine Spirit Realm was stirring in his body, and after several rounds of fighting, he suddenly found that these monsters in front of him were the best sparring partners.

Meng Nan's martial arts are all obtained from the system, once learned, he will naturally reach the realm of perfection, in terms of martial arts realm, Meng Nan knows that in this world, no one can have such an advantage as him, but he also knows his weaknesses in his heart.

His actual combat experience, too little!

Fighting is not practice, on the battlefield, the situation is changing rapidly, the opponent is alive, but it is not a script, according to the gourd to show a martial art, you can defeat the opponent.

For Meng Nan, who came from another world and lived in peacetime, his original profession was just an ordinary people's teacher.

Actual combat is a hard injury.

These silver heroes have extraordinary fighting instincts and surprisingly sharp intuition, and can often find flaws in their opponents' moves in an instant and counterattack.

Moreover, their moves are not complicated, they are similar to the basic martial arts that Meng Nan knows, Meng Nan and these silver heroes saw the moves, and in an instant they found that their understanding of combat had greatly improved.

This made Meng Nan secretly happy.

Such a good sparring partner, but I can't find it with a lantern!

In this way, Meng Nan was not in a hurry to quickly solve these silver heroic spirits, and as soon as his mind moved, the moves in his hand changed, and the basic fist technique and the human-level high-grade Five Elements Palm poured out from his hand.

At the same time, he retracted the artistic conception of the wind that was integrated into the light skills of the body, and the speed of the whole person suddenly slowed down.

He wants to borrow these monsters to hone his actual combat!

The two silver heroic spirits rushed towards him, and the long sword in their hands went straight to the point, but Meng Nan did not dodge or dodge, and stepped forward to meet him.

As soon as the speed dropped, Meng Nan instantly felt a pressure sweeping towards him from all directions.

Martial arts are unleashed from his hands, but these monsters are always able to grasp the subtle flaws in his moves and fight back.

All of a sudden, Meng Nan seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, the pressure increased sharply, and he looked dangerous.

However, Meng Nan didn't care, since he had decided, no matter how much pressure he had, he had to persevere.

There was no sorrow or joy in his heart, and between the rotation of Haoran righteousness, his mind became clearer and clearer, and everything around him seemed to be reflected in his heart, and he had never been so focused on the battle as he was now.

He is like a sponge soaked in water, constantly absorbing the fighting skills of the Silver Heroic Spirit, enriching his actual combat experience, and constantly improving his understanding of combat.

However, this scene fell in the eyes of Jiang Lin and Zhao Yuan, who were outside the battlefield, but it was Meng Nan who seemed to have fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

There was a rush in their hearts, and they wanted to rush forward to help, but at this time, the yuan power in their bodies had already been exhausted, and even if they wanted to make a move, they were more than willing and not enough, so they could only watch and be anxious.

In their opinion, Meng Nan seemed to be defeated at any time.

However, a pillar of incense time passed, and half an hour passed, but Meng Nan still held on under the stormy siege of the Silver Heroic Spirit.

Gradually, the two also saw a hint of clues.

Meng Nan turned over and over, using those two martial arts, at first, it seemed to them that it was a little stiff, but gradually he became more and more proficient, and there were almost no flaws between the connections.

Jiang Lin suddenly realized: "Damn! He regarded these silver heroes as sparring partners!"

"This pervert, pervert!" Zhao Yuan said in shock.

It is indeed a metamorphosis, they have never heard of anyone so bold as to dare to use the silver heroic spirit as a sparring partner to exercise their martial arts.

This is not cultivation, it is looking for death!

The two watched the battle in the arena speechlessly.

Sure enough, the mind of the demon is not understood by ordinary people.

At this moment, the two of them heard a clear whistle at the same time, which came out of Meng Nan's mouth, and they couldn't help but look slightly and looked at it intently.

Are you going to fight back?

On the battlefield, Meng Nan became more and more excited the more he fought, and he clearly felt his progress.

However, it's pretty much there!

Meng Nan let out a clear roar, and the artistic conception of the wind was launched, and the speed skyrocketed, and in an instant, his figure appeared in the audience. The slender hands turned into a cloud of phantoms, and quickly formed a series of imprints.

A burst of red light exploded in the warband.

Meng Nan looked at the twenty or so silver war spirits in the audience, and a chill passed through his eyes.

To thank you for your sparring, I'm sending you a cremation!

Fire Lotus Burning the Sky!