This sentence of brotherly commensurate surprised everyone present, I didn't expect His Royal Highness to value Shen Ling so much, and they were all guessing in their hearts: "Could it be that the royal family wants to recruit Shen Ling." ”

Qu Zhengtian said this, Shen Ling neither refused nor agreed, and said puzzledly: "Your Highness, with all due respect to Shen Ling, I have never met His Highness, and today should be the first time." ”

Without waiting for Qu Zhengtian to return, Shen Ling said again: "Thanks to His Highness, he can look up to me Shen Ling, but in my opinion, it is better to be friends with His Highness than brothers, I, Shen Ling, am a straight person, I can say whatever I want, and I hope His Highness will forgive me." ”

The main reason why Shen Ling wanted to refuse was that he didn't want to get involved in the disputes of the royal family, especially dealing with a scheming person like Qu Zhengtian, so in his opinion, it was better to keep a certain distance from this person, he didn't want to be a person used by the royal family.

Shen Ling's response made the whole banquet quiet, and the scene fell into an embarrassing atmosphere again, and there was a hint of solemnity in this embarrassment.

Of course, the most unexpected thing was Qu Zhengtian, but after he was stunned for a moment, in order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere, he smiled and said: "Brother Ling, you are really a happy person, I like this sex, and being a good friend is like a brother." ”

And just as Qu Zhengtian's words fell, a mockery sounded.

"Your shelf is not small, what kind of identity is Your Highness, it is your honor to call you a brother, I really don't know what to do," I only heard Bai Shengfeng say coldly.

"Yes, some people are crazy and don't look at what their identity is," Chu Yingyue said sourly.

"You're really right, some people are destined to be slaves for the rest of their lives, and it's really unpleasant," Leng Beiyue also said on the side.

Because of their grudges, the three of them could be said to have launched a wanton attack on Shen Ling in terms of words.

And Qing Linglong and Hua Yirong also had a trace of disdain on their faces, revealing a look of looking at a joke.

Although Zhao Liuxuan and Shen Ling were of the same clan, they did not defend Shen Ling in the slightest, and there was a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

However, Broken Mo Youxue was a little calm, although she was surprised by Shen Ling's decisiveness, but it made her more disgusted than a few people deliberately targeting him.

At this time, Shen Ling calmly glanced at the three of them, "I also can't get used to the three of them, since everyone is not used to each other, the only way is to fight," he said as he squeezed the fist in his hand.

Leng Beiyue suddenly stood up and said angrily at Shen Ling: "Don't think that if you win me in the ring, I will be afraid of you." ”

"Yes, the stage is on the stage, and when we get to the stage, we have a way to clean you up," Chu Yingyue also glared angrily at Shen Ling.

"Arrogant person, it seems that you shouldn't be here, it's best to get out of here," Bai Shengfeng also sneered slightly.

After the three of them finished speaking, they all looked at Shen Ling with fierce eyes, and they all wanted to eat Shen Ling, because Shen Ling made them ugly in front of everyone, which made them hold a big grudge in their hearts.

The smell of gunpowder at the scene became stronger and stronger, but Qu Zhengtian did not make a sound, and Qing Linglong and Wu You had expressions waiting for the show to be staged.

Shen Ling glanced at the three of them, and finally said disdainfully at the three of them: "It's not that I underestimate the three of you, even if the three of you go together, I, Shen Ling, will never take it to heart." ”

After a pause, he said: "Just like you said just now, there are rules on the stage, and when you get off the stage, you also have my own means to get off the stage, if the three of you have a temper, let's use challenges to speak, if you don't have that temper, you will be here to talk nonsense, how far and how far to roll, of course, if you want to challenge, the three of you will go separately, or together, I am free." ”

"Crazy, it's really crazy, challenge three people at the same time. ”

The people present were all shocked, this psychological reaction was all what everyone wanted to express in their hearts, they felt that it was so relaxed and casual to say it from Shen Ling's mouth, but it was not real, one person challenged three people, and all three of them were people on the list, each of them had deep strength and unique skills.

Although Shen Ling won three people on stage, it was all a single confrontation, and now they have to fight three, for them, it is a fantasy, and they are joking.

Duan Mo Youxue was stunned after hearing this, and then looked at Shen Ling, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and when she wanted to say something, she still didn't speak.

Qing Linglong and Wu You glanced at each other, and there was a hint of deep doubt in their eyes.

Qu Zhengtian still didn't say a word, and glanced at Shen Ling inexplicably, obviously saying something to Shen Ling, with both belief and deep suspicion.

Leng Beiyue, Chu Yingyue and Bai Shengfeng all had mockery on their faces, they felt that Shen Ling's words were ridiculous, and at the same time, they also felt that Shen Ling was insulting their strength.

Then Leng Beiyue snorted: "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you, but I don't need three people, I am enough for one person." ”

Although he lost to Shen Ling on the battle platform, he always thought that he was affected by the challenge rules, and he never let go at all, and now it is a private settlement of grievances, and he can be free from any constraints, so he is fully confident that he will defeat Shen Ling and regain face on today's battle platform.

After Leng Beiyue spoke, the figure flew directly towards a platform outside the pavilion, and the sword was unsheathed and decided in his hand, making everyone feel that this battle must be done with all their might.

Seeing this, Shen Ling did not hesitate at all, got up and flew directly to the platform.

Everyone in the pavilion got up and looked at the two people on the platform, they all wanted to see if this Shen Ling could still defeat Leng Beiyue as easily as before.

Of course, Chu Yingyue and Bai Shengfeng's eyes were even more ruthless, and they hoped that Leng Bieyue could defeat Shen Ling and let out the evil breath in their chests for them.

Seeing the two facing each other again, Qu Zhengtian's eyes looked very ordinary, in his opinion, even if Leng Beiyue was not convinced, but his defeat on the battle platform had already proved that he was not Shen Ling's opponent.

Even if he faced off again, he had no possibility of divine calculation, and what he wanted to see more was the scene of Shen Ling's battle of three battles, and he wanted to see how terrifying this person's limit would be.

Seeing Shen Ling leaping over, Leng Beiyue shouted directly towards Shen Ling, his feet were as fast as the wind, and the long sword was already in his hand like a shadow slashing towards Shen Ling.

Facing the fierce Leng Beiyue, Shen Ling's eyes were slightly closed, and he took eight steps under his feet, and at the same time, the sound of the sword sounded, and the whole figure directly greeted him.

Under the exertion of the two of them, two cyclones were constantly stirring in the air, and finally the two cyclones blended together with a single touch.

Suddenly, a powerful mediation was formed between the two, and countless sword lights could be faintly seen swaying out, as if the mediation could swallow everything, making the surroundings of the two of them also become galloping.

In the pavilion, when everyone saw the sword power released by the two of them forming a powerful cyclone stirring, they all sighed in their hearts: "Strong, too strong." Shen Ling was also shocked in his heart, he felt that Leng Beiyue at this time was indeed much stronger than on the platform during the day, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that he didn't do his best before. ”

The mediation was stirring, slowly expanding, and suddenly an explosion erupted, and a wave of Ling Bo qi spread out in all directions.

Both figures retreated backwards, and in the field, the wind became strong and fluttering by the aura of Lingbo, blowing their clothes rustling.

After stabilizing his figure, Leng Beiyue had unwillingness in his eyes, and shouted: "Go die," as he spoke, he turned over and slashed at Shen Ling again, but this time he slashed, but it was different from just now, Leng Beiyue's figure was gradually getting bigger, and it seemed that a powerful figure was standing behind him supporting him, and the sword power was even more domineering.

"True Martial Soul!"

"It seems that this should be his last trick," Shen Ling analyzed in his heart, and he immediately felt a huge figure hidden behind him, which was the True Martial Spirit.

In the pavilion, everyone saw Leng Beiyue slashing towards Shen Ling with a blow from the tyrant, but Shen Ling stood indifferent, as if he was not ready to fight back, which made several people feel puzzled.

But Chu Yingyue and Bai Shengfeng showed arrogant smiles on their faces, they thought that maybe this was Leng Beiyue's true strength, and Shen Ling would undoubtedly only lose.

The stroke began to roar, but Shen Ling was not in a hurry to attack, the corners of his mouth pulled up a trace of arc, his expression was very relaxed, and then he slowly closed his eyes, and there were only two words left in his heart: "Feel." ”

Feel the speed of the dynamic stroke, feel the stillness and lightness of the strong wind, and suddenly a buzzing sound sounds, and the whole platform seems to have undergone a mutation.

Just now, the wind was blowing, but now the wind stopped suddenly, and a shadow like a black line in the air suddenly crossed forward, and disappeared in an instant.

"Sword Momentum!"

"He comprehended the sword's momentum, no wonder... In the pavilion, Qing Linglong's eyes narrowed slightly, guessing in his heart, his eyes looked at Shen Ling and there was a hint of caution, the person who could comprehend the sword momentum was an extremely dangerous person, not to mention that the cultivation was still in the casting realm, if he entered the still realm, it would be even more terrifying.

And what happened next made everyone feel horrified in their hearts, only to hear the platform, a painful scream echoed throughout the lakeside, only to see that Leng Beiyue, who was slashing towards Shen Ling wildly, suddenly flew out of the distance and slammed out of the platform.

It's just that when his body was falling, one arm also flew out, and the air was sprayed with blood mist, and the whole person was miserable.

And the moment Leng Beiyue's figure landed, the entire platform instantly returned to normal, but the wind was no longer as arrogant as before, but the wind was breathing, making people feel a cool taste.

"Weird!"

"What happened in that moment?"

The expressions of the people in the pavilion seemed to be petrified, and it was hard for them to imagine that all this happening would have something to do with Shen Ling, and they all asked themselves in their hearts: "How did he do it?"

Qu Zhengtian's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he looked at Shen Ling and said secretly in his heart: "Such a person, there will be a trace of madness, madness is just his true color." ”

Qing Linglong's gaze was slightly calm, because his previous judgment was enough to prove that Leng Beiyue was not Shen Ling's opponent at all, and the person who could comprehend the sword momentum was also the beginning of a sword cultivation.

Wu You's gaze was even more complicated, he didn't expect Shen Ling's true strength to be so strong, no wonder he could propose to challenge three people at the same time.