From Zhan Bai Shengfeng to Wu You, Shen Ling easily defeated the two of them in less than a quarter of an hour, so the combat power cannot but be described as terrifying.

On the stage, Qing Linglong's eyes flashed, and he looked at Leng Beiyue: "It's coming towards you, it seems that this person is trying to eat it all." ”

Leng Beiyue said calmly: "It's okay, he can't pass my level." ”

"You are very confident," after a pause, Qing Linglong reminded, "This person can even skip Wang Yan, naturally he has some confidence before he dares to continue to move forward, you should be careful." ”

"I didn't expect that a fresh blood could come out this year, just to practice my hands," then Leng Beiyue looked at Qinglinglong and said, "This is not what you have been looking forward to for a long time, is it?"

"But this person is different," Qing Linglong replied.

"What's the difference?" Leng Beiyue asked, still with a hint of arrogance.

"This Shen Ling is a rumored figure, a person who competes with the Taihe Sect, do you dare to underestimate him?" replied Qing Linglong Zhengse.

After hearing this, Leng Beiyue didn't reply to him, and after a while, he looked ahead, looking at the figure walking towards him, and the muscles on his face twitched.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at Qing Linglong again: "Don't worry, I will let everyone see it, and the rumored characters are nothing more than that." ”

At this time, Qing Linglong didn't say anything more, and looked at Shen Ling calmly.

After passing through Wang Yan's battle platform, Shen Ling went directly to Leng Beiyue's battle platform, he didn't say a word, he flew directly to the stage, and looked at Leng Beiyue calmly.

Seeing Shen Ling stop on the stage, Leng Beiyue chuckled: "I didn't expect you to be Shen Ling, who is rumored to be the entire Xun country, your strength is really strong, and you have fought three times in a row all the way, it seems so easy, not simple, such strength has to fight with me Leng Beiyue." ”

After speaking, before Shen Ling returned, he changed his words again, "However, this is Xundu, not the small Tianhe City, even if you can defeat the three people in front of you, this will not prove anything, because it is only the real beginning in my place." ”

As soon as his words fell, Shen Ling replied directly: "Since this is the case, let's start," and as he spoke, the spirit sword manifested in his hand.

In Shen Ling's opinion, the last two people were naturally very strong, so they used their swords to speak.

Seeing this, Leng Beiyue sighed: "If you really have a personality, then take the sword," as she spoke, a long sword flew out of his sleeve, and the long sword soared into the air, slashing towards Shen Ling in an instant.

Leng Beiyue's slash, the sword power he brought seemed to be able to cut through the void, and roared towards Shen Ling.

In the face of this sword, Shen Ling's figure together, the eight steps of Xuan Yi took effect, and several phantoms surrounded Leng Beiyue. At the same time, each phantom opens the way with a sword shadow, and it is powerful.

Leng Beiyue's face changed suddenly, his palms swiped back and forth in front of his chest, and he saw the long sword ring sweeping a row of sword shadows around his body, and while the sword shadows scattered in all directions, he spun around and slashed at Shen Ling's several phantoms again.

Suddenly, a powerful storm swirled around the two, and finally as the two figures retreated, the storm gradually subsided.

After gaining a foothold, the figures of the two did not stay, and floated towards each other again, Shen Ling sacrificed the true martial soul, stepped on the Xuan Movement eight steps under his feet, and raised the sword again towards Leng Beiyue, the whole process was very fast.

Seeing Shen Ling coming strongly again, Leng Beiyue took a step back, using his full strength, and suddenly his entire figure was like a burst of lightning towards Shen Ling.

At that moment, Leng Beiyue's body released a powerful momentum, as if at that moment, his strength had improved a lot, which made Shen Ling feel a familiar taste.

"True Martial Soul!"

Shen Ling's mind reacted immediately, and he secretly said in his heart: "No wonder I feel a little familiar, it turns out that he is also a person of true martial spirit." ”

The true martial soul is a martial soul that Shen Ling is very familiar with, when he first cultivated, he thought that I am afraid that there will be many people in the entire continent who have cultivated the true martial soul, but I didn't expect to meet one today.

What made Shen Ling feel a little relieved was that he sensed that Leng Bieyue's true martial soul was still in the sixth realm, but fortunately, his true martial soul could still overpower him.

Under Shen Ling's thoughts, the phantom continued to dodge, and suddenly a real shadow rose into the sky, soaring into the air, and following the power that Leng Beiyue had just released, Shen Ling's figure swooped down.

At the same time, Shen Ling used the sevenfold power of the True Martial Soul to shoot palm prints towards Leng Beiyue, and the palm prints seemed to be transparent, with a frenzied coercion, approaching Leng Beiyue.

Leng Beiyue was shocked in her heart: "He, he is also a true martial soul person, how is it possible?"

"No wonder it can compete with the Taihe Sect, it turns out that there is a true martial soul as a guarantee. ”

But at this moment, he was no longer allowed to think about it, under the pressure of the situation, Leng Beiyue's hands gave birth to a strong qi, and then exerted the power of the true martial soul to the extreme, and finally condensed into a powerful fireball, blasting towards the transparent palm print.

After doing all this, Leng Beiyue's figure dodged back a few steps, and then swung a sword ray again and slashed towards Shen Ling.

In the air, the transparent palm print touched the fireball, and a blasting sound resounded in the sky, and the entire battle platform suddenly became full of smoke and spread around, causing the onlookers to retreat a distance backwards.

"Strong!"

"It's so strong!"

"The duel between the two can be regarded as a confrontation of master strength. ”

There were inevitably some people in the crowd who sighed like this, and they all admired the strength shown by the two powerful geniuses.

On the battle platform, since the confrontation between Shen Ling and Leng Beiyue, Qing Linglong's gaze has never left the two, seeing this scene of fierce confrontation, his gaze seems extremely calm, and there is a hint of complexity in this quiet, but this complexity can only be understood by himself.

Tian Chong, Li Yuan, and Cong Li in the audience were also completely stunned like the rest of the crowd, because Shen Ling's combat power exploded, making them completely unable to understand it.

As the blast on the stage gradually died out, although Leng Beiyue's body retreated, it was still affected by that force, and his body was shaken back a few steps.

And when he stabilized his figure, the eight Xuan Shadows were already approaching him, and what was even more strange was that each Xuan Shadow was Shen Ling, and they all surrounded him with a powerful force.

"Weird!"

"Why is it even weirder than just now?"

Leng Beiyue's heart trembled, feeling that the threat was getting closer and closer, he once again sacrificed his true martial soul, urging the sword shadow to slash wildly around, but the sword touched every shadow as if it was in the air.

This phenomenon made Leng Bieyue begin to panic, and every sword in his hand was slashed, but it was like a futile effort.

Feeling the trace of panic in the Leng Beiyue Sword, a wicked smile rose at the corner of Shen Ling's mouth, he knew that the opportunity had come.

While Shen Ling's figure was moving back and forth among the Eight Divine Shadows, he suddenly poked out a sword from a Xuan Shadow and flew towards Leng Beiyue.

The sword that came out just hummed, and then there was no sound, very soft, very quiet. At this time, Leng Beiyue only felt that his body leaned over, and the sword in his hand shook directly, and then slipped to the ground.

When he was still thinking about something, a real image immediately flashed out of the eight shadows, and the long sword stopped directly at his throat.

And this figure is undoubtedly not Shen Ling, Shen Ling directly used the third time of the eight steps of Xuan Yi, and the eight Xuan Shadows came out at the same time, but the real real shadow was constantly changing in the Eight Xuan Shadows, so it caused Leng Beiyue to be cut off every time.

As for the sword that poked out, it was just a phantom under the influence of the Xuan Shadow, and it felt like a real sword, so it made Leng Beiyue fall into a panic and gave Shen Ling an opportunity to take advantage of.

Leng Beiyue's face instantly sank, and finally sighed and said, "I lost." ”

"Just admit it," Shen Ling waved his hand, and the long sword was raised.

After a long time, Leng Beiyue asked, "What kind of exercise are those eight Xuan Shadows just now?"

"Yellow Rank Exercises. ”

"Your true martial soul is good, but it's a pity that it's not as good as me," he said, and Shen Ling flew towards the stage without looking back.

After Leng Beiyue heard this, his whole face was extremely ugly, and after Shen Ling jumped off the stage, his face became nameless and lonely, and then he looked at Shen Ling's back and said secretly: "Shen Ling, today's shame, he will repay it every day." ”

"Still defeated. ”

"Yes, in the future, this Shen Ling will be promoted to the person on the Kanzhou list. ”

Everything that happened on the stage seemed to be without suspense, and the final victory still went to Shen Ling, and the crowd in the audience had no extra expressions except for expressing their surprise, as if Shen Ling had given them too many shocks and had made them numb.

At this time, there was only the last quarter of an hour left, but Shen Ling still stepped down, although everyone could guess his move, they were still speechless for his madness.

Mo Shan looked at Yun Tong, his face was a little gloomy and said, "He doesn't still want to challenge that Qingling Dragon, right?"

Yun Tongmei also frowned, for less than a quarter of an hour, Shen Ling still stepped down, he also felt incomprehensible, even if he defeated the Qingling Dragon in this way, he still had to take a big risk.

Because once you come to power, you can't win your opponent within the time when the challenge ends, even if you tie with your opponent, you will lose the challenge, and you won't be in the top 50 on the list.

Without waiting for Yun Tong to return, Mo Shan snorted coldly: "His madness will eventually pay the price, a restless maniac, this list is destined to miss you." ”

On the other side, the green mud and the woman in gray were still standing in the position just now, and their eyes never left the battle platform.

"Mother-in-law, do you think my brother can win the last game?" Qingni asked with a wink.

Hearing this, the woman in gray nodded, "Of course you can." ”

"But, the challenge time is almost over," Qingni said with a hint of concern.

The woman in gray chuckled: "Silly girl, in my mother-in-law's opinion, there is no time limit for success or failure. ”

After a pause, she sighed again: "I think Yi'er should think the same way." ”

Qingni's eyes flashed, as if he didn't understand it, but it wasn't much more, and he only felt that a master like his mother-in-law should say that everything was right.

The two of them looked at the young man in the field again, but the two of them were just the figures, and they unconsciously moved closer to the crowd.