"Jing'er!"

The entrance ceremony was held at the Xiuzhen Academy in Jingyue City, and Hao Yun, the patriarch of the Hao family, the largest family in Jingyue City, was of course one of the people who watched the ceremony. At this time, seeing his eldest grandson seriously injured in the ring, where can he still suppress the anger in his heart?

I saw that the clouds and mist in the ring had just dissipated, and an exclamation immediately sounded on the rostrum.

The next moment, an old man in a red robe had already appeared next to Hao Jing who had fallen to the ground.

"Qing'er, how are you?"

Hao Yun grabbed Hao Jing's arm, and a stream of pure true qi immediately entered it, probing the injuries of Hao Jing's body, and at the same time smoothing the disordered true qi in Hao Jing's body.

At this time, Hao Jing, although the dantian was not broken, there were countless cracks, and most importantly, several major meridians around the dantian had been completely broken!

"Ling Fan, you are so ruthless!"

It took a long time for Hao Yun to use his strong true qi to suppress Hao Jing's injuries.

However, when he finished doing all this, he immediately raised his head and glared at Ling Fan angrily.

At this time, Hao Yun's eyes were full of anger, Ling Fan just glanced at it, and an inexplicable sense of crisis immediately surged in his heart.

"I'm going to kill you and avenge my grandson!"

Sure enough, Hao Yun suddenly burst into a loud shout, and a silver flying sword had been sacrificed by him and hung above his head.

This flying sword had just appeared, and as Hao Yun pointed at Ling Fan, it immediately turned into a silver light and stabbed towards Ling Fan.

The sudden change in the ring took everyone by surprise.

Although Zhu Xiaotian and Tang Yiyao in the audience immediately rushed to the ring when they saw Hao Yun's movements, they were still more than ten zhang away from the ring, so they couldn't stop Hao Yun's attack no matter what.

Hao Yun's cultivation was also one of the best in Jingyue City, and only Ling Fan, who was at the sixth level of Qi Extraction, was almost equal to mortals and immortals compared to Hao Yun.

Under such a gap, coupled with Hao Yun's sudden attack, Ling Fan's ending could only be killed in seconds!

At this time, in everyone's minds, almost all of them had the scene of Ling Fan being pierced through the head by a sword and dying tragically on the spot, but at this moment, when the flying sword was less than an inch away from Ling Fan's face, suddenly a golden light shot from the rostrum, and the last to come first, actually succeeded in stopping the flying sword!

"Whew!"

Seeing that he was still alive, Ling Fan, who had been soaked in a cold sweat, let out a long breath, and at this time there were only four words in his heart, almost dying.

Just now he really thought he was going to die again. Hao Yun's angry attack, not to mention that Ling Fan's already exhausted body was powerless to dodge at all, even if Ling Fan was intact, under the suppression of the other party, he couldn't move even a little if he wanted to dodge.

"Why is the gap between the condensation period and the qi induction period so big!"

In the current cultivation realm, the level of cultivation is divided into nine realms: Qi Induction, Condensation Yuan, Jindan, Yuan Infant, Out of the Body, Return to the Yuan, Cave Void, Crossing Tribulation, and Merge Dao.

Among them, except for the nine layers of the qi induction period, the other eight realms are divided into three levels: primary, intermediate and high.

It is said that after breaking through these nine realms, you can return to one and ascend to immortality.

Ling Fan had heard before that the gap between each of the nine realms was extremely large, but it was only at this time that he really felt this gap.

"Dean Jiang, are you trying to stop my Hao family from taking revenge?"

At this entrance ceremony, Hao Yun didn't need to look at the person who could easily block his attack like this, and he knew that it was the dean of Xiuzhen Academy, Jiang Xuan, a monk of the Jindan period.

"Master Hao, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, not to mention that Hao Jing may not become a waster!"

Jiang Xuan had already stood up on the rostrum as he spoke, but when he finished speaking, he just took a step and came to the ring.

Such an ethereal movement can only be done by a monk in the Jindan period.

This time was undoubtedly a deterrent to Hao Yun, so that he, who was about to strike again, had to suppress his anger in his heart and not attack.

The changes in Hao Yun's heart can be seen by everyone. At this time, Zhu Xiaotian and Tang Yiyao had also stepped into the ring, protecting Ling Fan with a vigilant expression.

And Jiang Xuan didn't seem to pay attention to this, only to see him take out a pill from the storage ring on his hand and throw it to Hao Yun.

"Continuation Pulse Pill?"

As the head of the Hao family, his eyesight is naturally not much worse. Just glanced at the appearance of the pill, and immediately exclaimed.

Stretched out his hand to take the Continuation Pulse Pill and threw it into Hao Jing's mouth without hesitation.

"Ahh

The pain caused by repairing a meridian is not much different from that of a broken meridian. The same pain was endured again, making Hao Jing's spirit close to collapse.

Seeing his favorite eldest grandson's mouth and eyes twisted and roaring in pain, Hao Yun also stared at Ling Fan with a hideous face.

"Hao Jing will recover soon, what else do you want to do!"

Zhu Xiaotian saw Hao Yun's eyes, hurriedly took a step forward, blocked in front of Hao Yun, and asked angrily.

"I wish he died!"

Hao Yun gritted his teeth almost word by word, and the anger in it was clear at a glance, but seeing that Hao Yun didn't move, Zhu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at this moment, a sudden sound of breaking the air sounded from the corner of the ring, and before everyone could react, a silver sword had already stabbed into Ling Fan's chest.

"Dare to hurt my young master, die!"

It was the little guy next to Hao Jing who attacked Ling Fan, the speed of this sword light was extremely fast, and when everyone reacted, it had already stabbed in front of Ling Fan.

At this time, Ling Fan was already exhausted, how could he still have the strength to dodge this sudden blow?

What's more, at such a close distance, under the sudden attack, even Jiang Xuan, who was in the Jindan period in the distance, could not rescue in time.

Seeing that the sword light was getting closer and closer to him, Ling Fan's heart also sank to the bottom.

However, just as the little guy's sword light was about to pierce Ling Fan's chest, Ling Fan only felt a sudden surge of power on his shoulder, and then a slender figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

Burst!

There was a muffled sound, and a cloud of blood mist was splashed!

"No ......" two screams came out of Ling Fan and Zhu Xiaotian's mouths at the same time, and in an instant, the rich pathos and heart-rending howls filled the entire ring.

"You give me death!"

Zhu Xiaotian stomped his feet hard, and the next moment he had already rushed in front of the little guy. slapped a palm directly on the little guy's dantian.

Where can this little guy block Zhu Xiaotian's attack, almost at the same time that Zhu Xiaotian hit his dantian, he was already thrown far away, constantly spitting blood in the air, and there were many pieces of flesh mixed in this blood, obviously the dantian was shattered and completely became a waste.

Ling Fan didn't take a look at the miserable scene of the little guy, and at this time his eyes were all focused on the shadow in his arms.

"Yiyao, how are you! Don't scare me!"

Looking at Tang Yiyao, whose face was pale and blood was constantly gushing out of his chest, Ling Fan said tremblingly, his mind kept replaying the days of getting along with Tang Yiyao, and tears flowed down unconsciously.