As the plain robe fell, the two stared at each other.

And at this time, a momentum bloomed on An Yinjian's body, cold and powerful, following his footsteps forward, which awe-inspiring momentum also followed.

Similarly, when Shen Ling stared, the power was released, his eyes were as cold as water, staring directly at An Yin Jian, the momentum released by the two before the battle made everyone have to sigh, the confrontation between the strong and the strong is like this, even if they didn't make a move, but the momentum released by the two has already been handed over.

And when Shen Ling unleashed his might, An Yinjian's eyes were deep, and a trace of weirdness flashed on his face, he always felt that Shen Ling at this time was completely different from just now, but he couldn't say at all, what was the difference.

Although he released his might, Shen Ling's heart was extremely relaxed and ordinary, although this An Yin Sword was the third existence in the inner gate rankings, his cultivation was only the strength of the early stage of the Ninth Fold.

You must know that in the past, when Shen Ling cast his body sevenfold, he would be able to confront people in the ninefold or even the early stage of the still realm, not to mention that now his cultivation has broken through to the eightfold realm, so it will be easy for Shen Ling to defeat An Yinjian.

With a loud roar, I saw An Yinjian coming through the air with his fist, and wherever the fist shadow passed, there was a strong wind left, which was the pure strength of the Casting Ninefold.

Seeing An Yin's sword wheel fist smashing in, Shen Ling also flashed towards it, and when he approached him, Shen Ling also punched, and his punch also came from the pure power of the eightfold body casting.

The reason for this was that Shen Ling just wanted to test whether the pure power of the eightfold cultivation could take over his ninefold pure power.

As soon as the two fists touched, there was a violent crisp sound, and a wave of qi seemed to be conceived in the fist shadows of both sides, and then spread out to the surroundings.

Under this punch confrontation, both men withdrew a few steps away and stared at each other again.

Everyone in the audience was shocked that Shen Ling could take An Yinjian's punch, and they couldn't understand how a person with a seven-fold body could receive a punch from a nine-fold person, and the difference between the two was a whole weight of cultivation.

They couldn't believe their eyes, but it was happening right in front of their eyes, and that's what they wanted to see, so the shouts were louder.

After a punch, An Yinjian was deeply surprised, and found that Shen Ling, a person with a seven-fold casting body, actually took his punch hard, and muttered in his heart: "How is it possible?"

But I don't know what to float behind my head in an instant, and I still don't believe in how big waves such a gap can be set off.

An Yin Jian sneered at Shen Ling: "If you can equal this punch with me, even if you kid has some ability, no wonder you can defeat Shi Yu." ”

"But then, you don't have that much luck. ”

"It's my luck to draw with you, it's funny. ”

"Then let my luck abuse you," said Shen Ling's figure that had flashed towards the other party.

"Rampant!"

An Yin Jian burst into words, and his figure grabbed Shen Ling like the wind.

However, a strange scene happened in front of him, and he found that Shen Ling's figure flashed like a ghost, but every time he slapped his palm, it was a phantom scattered.

An Yinjian suddenly changed color, and for the first time he felt Shen Ling's danger, and with a thought, he condensed his mind and swept out a row of palm shadows and swept away towards his body.

However, when each palm shadow touched the phantom shadow that Shen Ling had conjured up, it was all in vain, which made him feel bad, and he never imagined that Shen Ling's body technique would be so weird.

It was the first time for many people in the audience to see Shen Ling perform such a strange technique, and the scene suddenly set off a wave of exclamation.

This made the faces of Qin Lan, Shi Yu, Yan Beitian, Xie Xiao and others in the audience extremely ugly, and the gloomy look on their faces towards Shen Ling became even more intense.

The old man in the plain robe narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded his head, and said, "Sure enough, he is an extraordinary person, no wonder the limelight outside is so wide." ”

Tian Chong, Cong Li, and Li Yuan all flashed excitement on their faces, and they were worried about him at first, but now it seems that it is completely superfluous, because Shen Ling is simply playing on stage.

In fact, what Shen Ling had cast was only eight steps of Xuan Shift, so with the cooperation of his powerful soul power, he could easily dodge any attack from An Yinjian.

Seeing that An Yinjian's heart seemed to be starting to become impetuous, Shen Ling swept towards his dantian with a punch, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Feeling the coercion of the fist shadow, An Yinjian suddenly frowned, and then his figure swirled in the void, and then his figure shrank violently at that moment, flashing out like a flash leopard.

Shen Ling's fist broke through the air, and then an explosion rang out, echoing in all directions, and the power caused by it was incomparably powerful.

An Yinjian turned over and fell behind Shen Ling, his forehead was faintly covered with a trace of cold sweat, and he was lucky in his heart: "Fortunately, I still have a hole card, otherwise I will be hit by a quick punch."

He could feel the power contained in Shen Ling's punch just now, so how could he not let him still have a trace of fear.

Shen Ling was also surprised that An Yin Jian could dodge this punch, and it was his own fast punch: "It stands to reason that if it were someone else, he would have been smashed out by his punch, this...?"

However, at that moment, Shen Ling seemed to understand something, and secretly said in his heart: "Another person with his own martial spirit? No wonder he can escape my blow, and he is worthy of being a person who can enter the rankings." ”

Seeing that An Yinjian also showed a strange body technique and dodged Shen Ling's punch, everyone was shocked again, and they had to sigh that master duels can always bring them unexpected surprises.

Seeing the scene just now, the old man in the plain robe was stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face, and then he was speechless in his heart, and sighed: "Such two people should not be on the stage of life and death." ”

After An Yin's sword flashed, he didn't stay long, and once again released his momentum, only to hear a buzzing sound, the long sword struck, and slashed towards Shen Ling with enough strength. ”

"Since I want to fight with the sword, then I will play with you," Shen Ling said in his mouth, and he greeted him with his bare hands, which made everyone puzzled, I thought that he would also fight with a sword, but I didn't expect to find death with my bare hands.

And just as the two of them approached in front of them, Shen Ling's body suddenly overflowed with a surging momentum, and then a sword instantly struck in front of him, revealing an incomparable oppressive momentum, and went straight to the other party.

Feeling the awe-inspiring momentum released from Shen Ling's body and sword, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Sword momentum. ”

The old man in the plain robe kept changing his gaze, spit out these two words in his mouth, and finally wondered in his heart: "Could it be that Shen Ling has comprehended the power of the sword, and he has comprehended it very deeply." ”

Finally, he shook his head: "At this age, you can comprehend the sword momentum, this person is afraid... ，”

"Hey, I thought it was two tigers fighting, Master An's nephew! It seems that you will be defeated today," the old man in the plain robe sighed, and his cuffs moved slightly.

Then a subtle thing floated out of the cuff, and the thing was shining brightly, silently leaving the platform of life and death in the sunlight, and this subtlety was noticed by no one but himself.

On the stage, every time Shen Ling took a step, the sword momentum would increase by a few points, as if the main film of life and death was wrapped in this surging sword momentum.

Seeing the situation, everyone around the platform of life and death unconsciously retreated.

Shen Ling's face released a domineering and cold aura, as if the roaring sword momentum could not shake his heart.

The crowd's eyes were firmly fixed on the battle platform, although everyone was not optimistic about Shen Ling at first, thinking that he would not be able to withstand An Yinjian and be beheaded in a few rounds.

But just now, Shen Ling's powerful momentum made their thoughts just now disappear, so this battle must be a battle worth watching.

An Yinjian felt the sword momentum slowly pressing towards him, and his heart was extremely shocked, but he had no way out.

Only now did he figure out why Shen Ling could easily defeat Shi Yu and enter the inner gate rankings, with such a talent, this was his qualification.

An Yinjian's face was grim, as if he had made up his mind at that moment.

In the face of Shen Ling's forced sword momentum, An Yin Jian did not flinch, at that moment, his figure seemed to swell, the speed of the whole person and the sword suddenly skyrocketed, and the sword power was shining.

An Yinjian's sudden change made everyone exclaim again, and they could feel as if an illusory shadow had appeared behind him, giving people an extremely strong feeling.

"Martial Spirit. ”

"Beast Martial Soul?"

Shen Ling exclaimed, and then said: "It turned out to be a leopard martial spirit, no wonder when he flashed his punch just now, that figure curled up like a leopard," now it seems that everything is clear, but Shen Ling's footsteps and sword momentum did not stop, but continued to move forward.