However, as soon as the disciple of Dali Hall finished shouting to eat soft rice, his face immediately changed greatly, "You, you ......"

Wan Peng didn't answer, looking at this guy with a playful smile on his face. He used his ring at the moment, frantically absorbing this person's spiritual power. A foundation building stage cultivator, the spiritual power is originally limited, and when this ring is at full power, it is just a few breaths.

Before the man could fight back, he was already paralyzed, foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.

Seeing his companion fall, this disciple of Dali Hall didn't even care, always smiling. When Wan Peng shook his hand and threw the arm of the man who ate soft rice aside, he stepped forward and saluted slightly, neither losing grace nor humility. "Zheng Huaqin in the Lower Dali Hall, I don't know what this cultivator is called?"

Wan Peng didn't return the salute, but also smiled slightly, "I heard that Dali Hall sent 10,000 troops to Lingyun Mountain to station, but I didn't expect to leave a top disciple like you to participate in the martial arts exercise in the cultivation area." ”

Zheng Huaqin smiled faintly, "Cultivators don't know. Our Dali Hall has always been divided between cultivators and cultivators, and to deal with a small sect like Lingyun, it is enough to send cultivators. ”

He said it very naturally, but Wan Peng was blocked when he heard it. Zheng Huaqin's two sentences, first, made it clear that Wan Peng had never seen anything in the world, and second, he said that Lingyun was a small sect, where was Wan Peng willing? Although the Lingyun faction was not as good as Dali Tang, it was not called a small sect.

Zheng Huaqin continued, "However, I also heard that your Lingyun Mountain has collapsed, the Lingyun Sect is fragmented, and it will be difficult to recover its strength within a hundred years, and at the same time, because the truth is not clear, everyone who goes out from Lingyun Mountain is currently temporarily imprisoned by the defenders, but you can still participate in the martial arts exercise in the cultivation area, I don't know if it was a coincidence that you did not escape the catastrophe in Lingyun Mountain, or if there is another hidden secret?"

Wan Peng was stunned. The other party had obviously seen that he was a disciple of Lingyun, and these few words were even more sharp, although they were said gently, but in fact they were also aggressive. He really couldn't understand how the other party determined his identity.

"These things don't seem to be your business. Wan Peng said nonchalantly, but he really wondered if this Dali Hall disciple could still calm down after he put down his companion in front of him.

"Huh. "I don't know when there was an extra fan in the hand of the disciple of Dali Hall, and he opened it lightly and shook it," the cultivator said badly. Originally, the fundamental purpose of opening up this training ground was to allow the participants to exercise here, fight and kill, not the original intention. But there are always people who misunderstand this. Of course, Xiuyou, your heart is still kind, you want to find my fault, I don't know the reason, although he put down my companion, but after all, he also has verbal disrespect. If you were an unreasonable person, you wouldn't have talked so much to me. ”

Wan Peng stared at him and did not answer.

"Actually, I don't want to fight anyone. If I hadn't seen that you were a disciple of Lingyun, I might have left by now. However, when I saw the jade plaque on your waist, I changed my mind. Today, I want to kill you for three reasons. First, I don't respect my son Zheng. Second, disrespect for my lackeys. Third, in a third-rate sect like Lingyun, someone actually injured twenty-two people in my Dali Hall in Lingyun Mountain, and this account must also be calculated. ”

After saying that, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression was as cold as ice. And his eyes, which have hit Wan Peng, have also changed his previous charity and become as sharp as a needle.

Wan Peng's heart had softened a lot because of his attitude, but now there was a wave of anger coming up. What? We Lingyun are a third-rate sect? Isn't this scolding? The people who walk with you are just enough? What are you? Besides, you are proud, what are you to be proud of, what kind of ability do you really have to look down on people like this?

Finding the change in Wan Peng's feelings, Zheng Huaqin smiled slightly, "Actually, I forgot to tell you that in this place, if you are seriously injured under one blow...... It's going to die too!"

As soon as the words fell, his fan shook violently, and a strong wind blew directly towards Wan Peng. This wind was mixed with extremely strong force, and it was not an ordinary air flow at all, but a fan similar to sword qi. Where did Wan Peng dare to slacken, the Yuyuan sword was horizontal in front of him, his legs were lunges one after the other, and the spiritual power was transported into the sword, stimulating the sword qi but not releasing it, and he took Zheng Huaqin's move stubbornly, and his body also slipped out of this force.

It's not that he can't fight back, but at the distance just now, it's not suitable for Wan Peng to use a sword. The opponent is using a fan, and in terms of attack distance alone, he does not have an advantage. And the appropriate distance can avoid the disadvantage of close quarters.

Zheng Huaqin didn't actually pursue, he stood in place, and patted the fan in his hand, "Good, good, good." Yes, just Lingyun, can also cultivate such skills, but it really makes me look at it differently. However, it's a pity that you were born in Lingyun. ”

With that, he flicked his right hand, and the eighteen fan bones in the fan came out of it, and shot at Wan Peng in a volley. These fan bones were arranged in shifts in the air, and the tips of each one were flushed, and it was obvious that they were not small. Wan Peng saw the opportunity, and made a move like walking on thin ice, and his own people slid through the fan bone at an extremely fast speed, and the sword qi also spread on the ground, approaching Zheng Huaqin.

There were a few aggressive sounds, and all the eighteen fan bones were submerged in the soil. And when Wan Peng's sword qi was about to approach Zheng Huaqin, Zheng Huaqin held a fan in front of him, and the ground directly cracked a small hole in response to his movements, and when Wan Peng's sword qi arrived there, he couldn't go in for another half a point, and Lei Mang and the ice needle exploded one after another on the edge, and the sound of explosion was endless.

Encounter a troublesome opponent! Wan Peng knows it. Originally, Dali Hall was Dali Hall after all, and the top few sects in the authentic Fuyun Continent, the people sent to participate in the martial arts show would naturally not be ordinary goods.

But Wan Peng, how can he be willing to admit defeat? Walking on thin ice on the ground will not work, so come from the air! In two successive moves, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifting out, both a large area of sword qi that cut straight and rampage, and countless sword rays that were broken into fine pieces swept away, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot at once.

The previous contempt in Zheng Huaqin's eyes has also subsided a lot, and Wan Peng's appearance is more than a star and a half stronger than the many foundation building brothers in the sect. Even in Dali Hall, the disciples who comprehended the sword qi during the foundation building period will never exceed one-fifth, so if Wan Peng is placed in Dali Hall, he can also become a quasi-core disciple.

What's more, Zheng Huaqin can be sure that Wan Peng's killer move has not yet come out!

He jumped diagonally behind him, and at the same time the fan waved sharply, and the two fierce forces collided in the air, booming twice, and it was heard for dozens of miles. The frightened birds in the woods scattered into the sky.

Wan Peng didn't wait, he also pulled out to keep up, and used a trick in the air to the fullest, especially the thunder mang, as if he was summoned by the sky at this time, from the fine thunder mang, in the blink of an eye, into a bowl of thick lightning, together with the storm thunder, directly blasted towards Zheng Huaqin, who was falling.

Zheng Huaqin was shocked. Such a shocking move is rare! Although it is said that the power of the move used during the foundation building period is limited, the great momentum of this move shows that this move still has the potential to be re-excavated! And he himself is in the process of falling, and his aerial evasion action is limited, so he can only take advantage of the recoil of his fan to retreat a little further backwards.

And when he landed, the flash ground slammed into a place less than half a foot away from him, and he only felt a bang in his ears, and his eyes were white. The huge momentum pushed him back more than twenty steps before he could barely stabilize his figure, and then looked at the large pit in front of him, which was nearly two zhang deep. If this is really hit, it will be seriously injured if it does not die.

Wan Peng saw this opportunity, and as soon as he landed, he bounced up again to keep up, and the killing move Bingze Cold Frost had been prepared. Now in terms of shape, or psychology, he has an absolute advantage, and if he strikes again at this time, the advantage will be even more obvious!

After building the foundation, his spiritual power has increased greatly, and he has been able to use two killing moves. Even if this blow misses, there is still a chance, so now Wan Peng is not afraid of anything.

However, he did not send out this trick!

He clearly sensed a danger, a danger that had to be dealt with immediately. Under this feeling, he forcibly withdrew his sword move, and at the same time used the Imperial Earth Technique and the Fire Refining Technique to pop himself out of the way.

At the place where he was just now, eighteen fan bones broke through the ground, turning into eighteen streamers of light, and reaching into the sky!

It was so competitive for a while, and he actually forgot the fan bone that Zheng Huaqin threw out at the beginning. I am the best at leaving some formations before and during the fight for later drive, but this way I am best at has been used by others, damn it!

However, the danger was not over yet! Eighteen fan bones shot down from the sky at high speed one after another, each forcing Wan Peng to take a few steps back. The power of the fan bone is much greater than before, and when it enters the ground, smoke of different colors will burst out around it.

Under the attack of these eighteen fan bones, Wan Peng's trajectory seemed to have become a circle. He knew something was wrong, because he could vaguely feel that there was some kind of connection between the eighteen fan bones. If this is the case, then there will be a terrible truth.

The eighteen fan bones are not only weapons, but may also be the material for the array. The study of the formation method of Suwen Dali Hall is quite exquisite, so this possibility cannot be ignored!

All the fan bones fell to the ground, and under Zheng Huaqin's trick, between the fan bones, lights of different colors lit up, and Wan Peng was actually in the center of these lights!

A bead of sweat slid down from Wan Peng's forehead, and he stared at the change in formation, not daring to move a step.

After a short time, the formation took shape. The eighteen fan bones are divided into three groups, the outermost ring forms a Bagua ring, the middle is a slightly smaller Bagua ring, each fan bone represents a hexagram, and the two rings rotate at different speeds, and the innermost two evolve into black and white pisces, rotating head to tail with each other. Wan Peng is in the center of the entire formation!

At the same time, a bell rang out of thin air, and Wan Peng instantly felt his heart beating wildly!