Breeze, blow your face!
The cyan robe made a 'sizzling' sound in the wind.
The person under the robe is like a stone sculpture standing for thousands of years.
"Hey!"
In this seemingly eternal eternity, Jing Yan's arms in Tsing Yi suddenly lifted up.
On the black sword body, a dense light cluster exploded.
At the same time, a vast vitality erupted gloomily from his body. The white mist then spread out, engulfing his entire body.
"Shua!"
Countless pairs of eyes, as if they had been trained thousands of times, were fixed on Jing Yan in Tsing Yi.
"Fuck! I'm going blind!"
"Damn it! I'm blind too!"
"What's the matter, is Jing Yan also in the innate state? Has his vitality also melted away?"
"No, the fog of his vitality is very different from the fog of the innate realm. Look carefully, the fog around Jing Yan is different from the fog around Jing Tianlong!"
"That's right, Jing Yan's mist is relatively thinner, not as concentrated as the vitality of a real warrior in the innate realm. It seems to be half a step of innate!"
"But... when he fought against Jingshahe three days ago, wasn't he still sure that he was in the realm of the Ninth Heaven of Martial Dao? Could it be that within three days, he had stepped into the half-step innate realm?"
"It seems that this is the truth! This pervert!"
"However, even if he is a half-step innate realm, it is impossible to beat Jing Tianlong. Although his vitality is misty, it is only a semi-finished product, not comparable to the real innate realm." Someone said in a heavy voice.
Jing Tianlong, who was wearing a golden robe, suddenly shrank his pupils.
When he saw the mist formed by the vitality lingering around Jing Yan, his mind became more determined.
This Jing Yan is much more perverted than he imagined. He also witnessed the battle between Yan and Jing Shahe three days ago. At that time, Jing Yan definitely did not reach the level of vitality. It's only been three days... Three days, what can I do
For a cultivator, three days is too short. If you close your eyes once and open them again, three days may pass.
However, Jing Yan used these three days to break through again and start to mist his vitality.
If you delay for a while, how far should you grow? Once Jing Yan stepped into the innate realm, what would Jing Tianlong do with this pervert's ability to leapfrog battles
Even though Jing Tianlong is extremely confident in himself, he still knows in his heart that once Jing Yan steps into Xiantian, then he himself will definitely not be Jing Yan's opponent.
The high-ranking members of the Jing family on the high platform and the brains of the heads in the VIP seats were also flickering.
This battle is getting more and more interesting.
"How long can this Jing Yan, a half-step innate Jing Yan, last in Jing Tianlong's hands?" Everyone naturally had such thoughts in their hearts.
As for Jing Yan defeating Jing Tianlong, they never thought about it. As long as it is a normal thinking person, there will be no such thoughts.
A congenital warrior, that is, a congenital warrior, is definitely not a warrior who is inferior to congenital, and can be compared.
In Donglin City, once a martial artist steps into the innate, there will be a qualitative leap in status in an instant. Any innate warrior can stand alone in a place like Donglin City.
Few of these strong men on the high platform realized that Jing Yan was actually not a half-step genius.
"Jing Yan!"
"This battle between us, how about adding some color?" Jing Tianlong rolled his eyes, calmed down the shock in his heart, and said with a sinister smile.
Jing Yan looked at Jing Tianlong, waiting for him to continue.
"You just got the reward of the first place in the family competition, 10,000 spirit stones. Well, there are three top-quality spirit stones, and the price is 12,000 spirit stones. Add up, a total of 2,200 spirit stones."
"It's still a bit small. By the way, you still have a Shenmu Token, so let's count the Shenmu Token. However, there is no standard price for the Shenmu Token, so let's make up an integer with the previous spirit stones, and the total will be 50,000 spirit stones."
"How about 50,000 spirit stones for the lottery of this battle? If you lose, just give me what I just said. If I lose, then I will give you 50,000 spirit stones."
Jing Tianlong said slowly with a smile on his face.
In fact, his main purpose was not to take a fancy to Jing Yan's reward in the family competition. Rather, it was to attack Jing Yan's heart of martial arts.
After nearly two years of cultivation in the Red Lotus College of the three major colleges, Jing Tianlong has seen with his own eyes that some geniuses from the heavens, because of a single blow, have since sunk.
At this time, Jing Tianlong felt that just defeating Jing Yan was not enough, he wanted to make Jing Yan lose everything and let him never recover from the slump.
Jing Yan stared at Jing Tianlong.
"Jing Tianlong, if you want to gamble, I'll accompany you!" Jing Ziqi's voice came, and then everyone saw that Jing Ziqi also came to Jing Yan and Jing Tianlong's side, "Jing Tianlong, I will fight you for Jing Yan! I will accept the prize you said!"
Jing Ziqi, with her beautiful eyes, was fixed on Jing Tianlong at this moment.
"oh?"
"When did we need a woman to stand up for us on our first day in the east of the city?" Jing Tianlong sneered.
"Jing Tianlong, are you even afraid of me as a woman? Are you afraid to fight with me as a woman?" Jing Ziqi's breath was condensed, and she sneered and said excitedly.
"This battle is a matter between me and Jing Tianlong, and has nothing to do with other people!" Jing Yan said suddenly, his tone was flat and soft.
Immediately, he turned his eyes and looked at Jing Chengye, "Patriarch, I will accept the lottery that Jing Tianlong said just now. Please, be a witness, I am afraid that someone will regret it afterwards!"
Jing Yan laughed.
"Jing Yan, you are looking for death!" Jing Tianlong roared, and the vitality lingering around his body exploded like a boulder falling into a calm lake.
Then, his body suddenly leaned forward. In an instant, a red long sword overflowing with light was held in his hand.
The long sword suddenly swiped in the space, and the space seemed to be torn apart by the sword, and the ear-piercing sonic boom spread throughout the square.
Immediately afterwards, on the red long sword, the red light shouted loudly. That dazzling red light seemed to be pouring into the sky, and with breathtaking power, it condensed into a huge red sword shadow with a length of ten meters.
"Jing Yan be careful!" Jing Ziqi was extremely worried, she wanted to fight Jing Tianlong for Jing Yan, but Jing Yan didn't appreciate it, and she had no choice.
"Good time!" Jing Yan let out a long cry, and his standing body moved like lightning.
The streamer sword, swishing '唰唰', condenses the moon and waves three times, forming a three-layer sword curtain.
The onlookers, holding their breath, only saw Jing Yan, who was dressed in a blue robe, slam into the ten-meter-long red sword light fiercely.
"Jing Yan, is he looking for death?" Countless warriors naturally had such thoughts in their hearts.