"That's the best, if that's the case, it's a good idea. Fan Mengtian nodded, picked up a fishing rod that was higher than himself with his right hand, put it on his shoulder, turned around and walked slowly.

Bai Zhao and Mu Xi Gongzi looked at Fan Mengtian's back and clenched their fists slightly. Immediately, Mu Xigongzi's figure was blurred, and he disappeared in an instant, while Bai Zhao sighed, and left this place with the same figure flashing.

A day later, a man dressed in black with a giant sword on his back, wearing a silver mask, came to Xue Yun's residence, and shouted unceremoniously with a sneer: "In Xia Lingmou, I heard that the inheritance killer is here, and I am here to challenge!"

As he spoke, his right hand pulled out the giant sword behind him and held it in his hand, and at the same time, under the sword trick of his left hand, the giant sword suddenly ignited with red flames, enveloping the entire giant sword and even his right hand.

"Sword Cultivator?" Just as he was about to swing the giant sword directly and slash towards Xue Yun's residence, Ling Mou only heard the voice of a man inside him, and then he saw a golden sword light swept out in his field of vision, directly hitting his giant sword like a golden meteor.

I saw that the moment this golden meteor touched his giant sword, it turned into a golden dragon hovering above his giant sword, and swallowed the crimson flame directly into his mouth with a big mouth, and it was even more anthropomorphic to reveal a look of satisfaction, as if he had eaten something great.

"Impossible!" Ling Mou's face changed drastically, his eyes were full of disbelief and he looked at the giant sword in his hand, but the next moment, the golden dragon tightly wrapped around the giant sword, and rushed towards Ling Mou with a fierce look.

Ling Mou didn't have time to do anything else at this time, so he had to retreat a few feet in a flash, but the giant sword was entangled by the dragon and out of his control, even if his divine sense was constantly urging, but under the giant dragon, there seemed to be a will suppressing his giant sword, so that the giant sword itself did not dare to make any response to his command.

"Sword cultivators of the same rank, dare to be rampant in front of me? As soon as the words fell, Xue Yun stepped on a golden sword light that flashed down from the residence and came to the front of Ling Mou, with indifference in his eyes, and a sword intent on his body that was extremely terrifying in Ling Mou's eyes gradually rose.

Although Xue Yun's personality is not an indifferent and murderous person, Ling Mou in front of him is the first person to come in the hundred-day challenge, so if he doesn't kill this person, he may be difficult to deter others, and if there are people challenging him every day, it will be difficult to support it even with his mind.

After all, human will is also limited, if you fight so fiercely every day for a hundred days, the mental energy consumed is enough to make its strength greatly reduced in battle, and then it is really possible to be defeated. Therefore, in Xue Yun's mind, he had to kill people to establish his authority, and the Ling Mou in front of him was undoubtedly sent to the door.

"It's really a headache, this Ling Mou is too brainless, although some of the strength is so conceited, it seems that our Bibo Hall is going to lose an extremely strong foundation killer again. On a hill not far away, Shang Hengzi had a depressed look on his face, rubbing his temple fiercely with his right hand, looking at the place where Ling Mou and Xue Yun were fighting, and sighed.

Beside him, I don't know when the Thousand Yang Scholar came, although he also looked at Ling Mou with pity in his eyes, he didn't say anything.

"I didn't expect to be able to see such a good show just after bringing my disciple here, Qianyang, you must be very lively here for a while. At this moment, a hearty man's laughter came, which couldn't help but make the Qianyang scholar and Shang Hengzi look up into the distance.

I saw a fat middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe and a face full of meat, wearing a purple and gold tiara, dressed as if he was a secular official. Beside him, instead of flying by a black cloud, was a young man in a silver mask with a cold and proud face, playing with a flying knife glowing green in his right hand.

This middle-aged man's aura is flat and stable, as if it is as thick as Mount Tai, and it is undoubtedly the momentum of the late Yuan Infant on his body, and he is clearly a great monk who is similar to the cultivation of Qianyang scholars. It was none other than the hall master of the Longyan Hall in the Seven Halls of Huamen, and as for the young man who followed him, he was the famous Zhuji killer Ao Sen among the disciples of Huamen Zhuji.

"Since Daoyou of Alum Mountain has such a Yaxing to watch the play, then it's better to watch it. A faint smile appeared at the corner of the Qianyang scholar's mouth, and he said as if he didn't care.

Hearing the words of the scholar of Qianyang, Jin Shanzi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart. Originally, because the Longyan Hall under his control was not far from this Bibo Hall, he wanted to let his disciple Ao Sen defeat this inheritance killer before the arrival of the real Huamen Absolute Foundation Tianjiao, but now that he looks at it, it seems that things are really not so easy.

Although he had also prepared a few treasures for this purpose, the so-called challenge naturally could not allow the use of things beyond the monk's ability, otherwise he would have wanted to seal his full force and let Ao Sen directly kill Xue Yun.

"It seems that it is not so simple for that person to become a Inheritance Killer, you see that Ling Mou, it is like being completely suppressed, it seems that even if you have the spiritual weapon that I helped you refine, I am afraid that you will fall into a bitter battle. Jin Shanzi's eyes narrowed, looking at Ling Mou, who was defeated by Xue Yun in the battle at this time, and could only parry but could not fight back at all, and his lips moved slightly to Ao Sen who was standing beside him.

"What the master said is good, I'm afraid that with that spiritual weapon, it won't be so easy for me to fight this Ling Mou, but they are both sword cultivators, since that side is a little stronger, it is reasonable to suppress it all the way, if I change it, I must not be so easy to kill the heir. Ao Sen's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he still said without showing weakness in his mouth.

At this moment, Xue Yun had a touch of coldness in his eyes, since he had to kill this person for the purpose, he no longer hesitated, his whole body was shrouded in a burst of golden light with surging sword intent, and he held a golden flying sword in each hand, his body was extremely fast, and several swords were struck out in an instant as if he was approaching step by step, and the cold sweat of Ling Mou continued to leave behind in the flash of golden light, as if he could no longer support it.

In the process of Xue Yun's fighting method, except for the first blow, he was no longer able to take the initiative to make even one move, and he could only passively meet the attack, and in this way, he not only faced Xue Yun's terrifying sword intent that made him feel suffocated, but also his own momentum continued to weaken, and Xue Yun became stronger and stronger!

"Impossible, how could it be possible to cultivate such a terrifying sword intent as you!" Ling Mou's face was terrified, and he continued to resist and retreated, and his mouth was even more shocked, his eyes were already bloodshot. And the body was even more embarrassed, and the wounds drawn by the Tiangang sword qi escaping from Xue Yun's body during the fierce battle were clearly visible, and the blood was too late to stop, and all the way back down, there was more and more blood, as if it had become a bloody road.

This Ling Mou didn't know that Xue Yun's sword intent was not like this, but he had devoured the sword intent of other sword cultivators in the fighting method, so he was so strong now. If Xue Yun hadn't devoured the sword intent of other cultivators in the past, then although he could still suppress Ling Mou now, he would never have caused such a great oppression.

This scene had already deeply shocked the Bibo Tang Killer who was attracted by this challenge, and it was even more connected to the middle Dan Middle Season Killer who had hidden a look of jealousy in his eyes when he looked at Xue Yun.

And Ao Sen, who arrived with his master Alum Shanzi, although he was still very strong in his mouth, he was also apprehensive in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold in his lips and teeth when he saw Ling Mou, who had always been different from his own strength, face such a situation.

"Bibotang really found such a strong killer for my Huamen, and we gave up this challenge. Alum Shanzi's face kept changing, and finally sighed, no matter how unwilling Ao Sen next to him was, but finally gave up the challenge. With his cultivation, he could naturally see that Xue Yun had not used all his strength at all, although what Ao Sen said before also made some sense, but he didn't want his disciple to die here!

"Sure enough, it's an old fox. The golden light flashed in Xue Yun's eyes, but he saw the scene in the distance, snorted coldly in his heart, and then looked coldly at Ling Mou in front of him again.

"It's over!"