Ling Yifan stared coldly at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, there were still nearly a million miles away from the Holy City, and Ling Yifan was really too lazy to look at the disgusting face of the other party.

Just when the middle-aged man saw that Ling Yifan ignored his words and was about to attack, he saw Ling Yifan suddenly take out a spirit sword, and without saying a word, he went straight to the middle-aged man and slashed it.

The man was stunned, seeing that Ling Yifan, a Yuanying Cultivator, dared to make a move on himself, how could he be a dignified cultivator in front of a beautiful woman?

From Ling Yifan's attack on him, he finally discovered that something was wrong, it turned out that this guy who seemed to be a Yuanying cultivator actually understood the law, and this person's arrogant and arrogant mood just now suddenly put away most of it, and he couldn't help but secretly sweat in his heart.

Ling Yifan's attack came in an instant, and the red sword qi was as sharp and domineering as ever, sweeping through the space and slashing at the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man sensed the falling sword qi, his heart tightened, and he scolded secretly: "Damn, why is this kid so strong?" He didn't have time to curse, and hurriedly used the spirit sword in his hand to resist.

Under Ling Yifan's attack, this person only has the ability to parry and has no power to fight back, if Ling Yifan uses his magic skills again, this person will definitely be in a different place.

It's just that Ling Yifan doesn't want to use his magic powers, and the less exposed this hole card is before Dabi, the better, so Ling Yifan has been using the "Splitting the Sky" sword trick to deal with the middle-aged man.

Under Ling Yifan's repeated attacks, the middle-aged man was already dwarfed, and gradually revealed his flaws. The kid in front of him must be going to participate in the big competition, and with the strength of the other party, he is by no means a disciple of an ordinary sect. But he didn't see anyone else around him except the beauty, which is really unreasonable, could it be that the woman is the strong man who protects him?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man scolded in his heart, "Grandma's, it's really unlucky." Stealing chickens doesn't make a handful of rice, not only did you not enjoy that beauty, but now you are in a desperate situation!"

This place was not very far from the Holy City, so Ling Yifan originally had no intention of killing the other party here, and the "Sky Splitting" sword technique he used after comprehending the law was enough to suppress the other party. Although he didn't intend to kill this person, but the death penalty could not be avoided, Ling Yifan saw the right time, and suddenly a sword aura attacked through the flaws exposed by the other party.

The middle-aged man only felt that he was in a hurry for a while, and he entered the holy cultivation by himself. But being pressed like this by a guy who is lower than his own cultivation, needless to say, the grievances in his heart are self-explanatory. But there is also helplessness, this is the difference between comprehending the law and not comprehending the law, and the difference between the cultivation of the two is not too great, and Ling Yifan's soul realm has reached the first and late stages.

The middle-aged man was parrying, and suddenly felt a sword qi pass through the gap in his left shoulder, and then, the sword qi 'swished' to his left shoulder. The middle-aged man only felt a chill in his left arm, and then fell downward. It was already abolished by Ling Yifan.

Abolishing one of this person's arms, Ling Yifan immediately put away his sword and stood in the air, and said coldly to the obscene middle-aged man: "Take one of your arms today to let you have a long memory, and the next time I see it, I'm ready to wash my neck, and get out of my sight within three breaths." ”

The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he looked at Ling Yifan coldly. Resentfully: "Okay, I remember you!"

Ling Yifan's face turned cold, and he said in a cold tone: "One..."

The middle-aged man glanced at Ling Yifan and Yao Siyu hatefully, turned around and flew into the distance, and disappeared from the sight of the two in a blink of an eye.

At this time. Because of Ling Yifan's fight with the middle-aged man, it has attracted many onlookers.

Ling Yifan glanced around, there were almost twenty or thirty people scattered not far away, and when they saw Ling Yifan's gaze sweeping, they all subconsciously avoided it.

Ling Yifan retracted his gaze, then turned his head to look at Yao Siyu behind him, and said unhappily: "Are you satisfied this time?"

Seeing this, Yao Siyu nodded and said, "It's a bit of a joke, but that guy found it by himself just now!"

Ling Yifan was confused, "It's flattened, what's flat?"

Yao Siyu snorted, "What are you pretending to be confused, who asked you to calculate me before!"

Ling Yifan suddenly turned black and said depressedly: "Is this what you're for?"

Yao Siyu groaned: "Well, it's okay, next time I won't make it difficult for you, it's a bit of a flattening!" After speaking, he also glanced around, and then said, "Why don't you leave quickly, stay here and wait to become famous?"

Ling Yifan followed Yao Siyu depressedly and continued to fly in the direction of the Holy City, and after a while, the piece disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this time, in the crowd of onlookers, a young man stood with his hands in his hands and said to an old man beside him: "That person was very strong just now, it should be no problem to enter within a hundred!"

The old man in Tsing Yi on the side said: "Well, it's not much weaker than the young master, this Thousand Sect Dabi is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and I just met someone with such a strong strength just now." ”

The young man nodded, "Father is right, everyone who comes to participate in the Thousand Sects Competition can't be underestimated, let's go too!" After speaking, he and the old man in Tsing Yi flew in the direction of the Holy City.

At this time, the monks who were watching around also left after some discussion.

Ling Yifan followed Yao Siyu depressedly and rushed towards the Holy City, only to hear Yao Siyu suddenly speak: "Why didn't you just kill that guy just now, aren't you afraid that he will seek revenge on you in the future?"

Ling Yifan said helplessly: "You are embarrassed to say, it's not because of you, besides, I have a lot of enemies, and it's not bad for this one, I'm here to participate in the big competition, it's not wise to show the hole cards before the competition!"

Yao Siyu was stunned and didn't ask anymore, but Ling Yifan's concern about the news of the Dark Temple made Yao Siyu feel measured in his heart, and he secretly put his mind at ease.

The journey of millions of miles is not far for the two, and the two are not in a hurry. Two hours later, the two stopped, and at this time, in front of the two, a majestic city wall with a height of dozens of feet stood there, which was very spectacular.

I saw that the city gate was bustling, and many monks were coming in and out, and now it was about to be a big competition, so the guards at the city gate were much stricter than before.

Ling Yifan and Yao Siyu looked at each other for a moment, then they lowered their bodies and walked towards the city gate, Yao Siyu seemed to know that he was about to enter the Holy City, and he couldn't be too presumptuous, so he suddenly became stern and put away the coquettishness on his body.

Ling Yifan peeked at Yao Siyu, only to see that the other party's momentum at this time was completely different from before, if the previous flattering state made people want to stop, then the current Yao Siyu is the cold winter wax snow, a posture that no one is close to, Ling Yifan was stunned.

Seeing this, Yao Siyu glanced at Ling Yifan and teased: "What, don't you know each other?"

Yao Siyu's flattering glance suddenly destroyed the coldness that he had disguised before, and Ling Yifan, who was looking at it, broke out in a cold sweat, shook his head again and again: "No, no, it's still as good as it is now!"

Yao Siyu snorted, his face was straight and he didn't pay attention to Ling Yifan, the two of them lined up in the line, waiting for the inspection of the guards, at the gate of the city, a huge jade tablet several zhang high stood aside, anyone who entered the city only needed to report their identity and imprint their divine sense on the jade tablet.

Soon it was the turn of the two of them, and they saw Ling Yifan pondering for a moment, and said to the person in charge of the guard: "Under Ling Yifan, a disciple of the Ethereal Sect, come to participate in the Thousand Sect Competition, this is the elder of the sect who escorted me." After speaking, Ling Yifan pointed to Yao Siyu beside him.

The person in charge of guarding glanced at Ling Yifan and the others, and finally looked at Yao Siyu a few more times, and then said, "You two can enter by imprinting your divine sense on that jade tablet!"

Ling Yifan thanked him, and entered the Holy City with Yao Siyu's imprinted divine sense, and after the guard let the two pass, he continued his work.

There is no room for any fighting in the Holy City, otherwise someone will immediately come forward to settle it, and after staying away from the gate of the city, Ling Yifan suddenly saw Yao Siyu looking at him with an angry face.

Seeing this, Ling Yifan couldn't help but secretly sweat in his heart, and said helplessly: "I said aunt, what's wrong with you, which god has offended you?"

Yao Siyu said angrily: "You stinky boy, which is your real name, I don't even know what your real name is along the way? Isn't it called Ling Feng? Why is it called Ling Yifan again?"

Facing Yao Siyu's questioning and reluctance, Ling Yifan suddenly felt that his head was as big as a fight... (To be continued......)