"Hey, that sword, could it be the Yun Chan Sword ranked tenth among the Ten Treasure Soldiers of Huaxian Mountain. I heard that in the Huaxian Mountain of the second pavilion's main line, the tenth treasure soldier Yun Chan Sword has always been handed over to it. The inner disciple who has the most hope to become a core disciple is a sign of encouragement, and the top nine treasure soldiers are in the hands of true disciples and core disciples. The second pavilion master really has great expectations for Brother Huangfuyun!"
"Yeah, Brother Huangfu Yun, he even has the Yunchan Sword! Yunchan Sword is a peerless soldier, and our Huayu Pavilion's precious soldier, when added up, is less than fifty. This Wu Ling, no matter how powerful it is, it must be I can’t beat Senior Brother Huangfuyun who has the Yunchan Sword. You know, any precious soldier can make one's cultivation level rise out of thin air. Now Senior Brother Huangfuyun is on the second floor of Yi Sui, and with Yun Cicada Sword, that’s Yi Sui. On the third floor, it seems that the situation on the court will change immediately. Hey, what a pity, speaking of it, Wu Ling is about to win, but he does not have a decent weapon in his hands, but, no matter what, we have to be grateful. He, if it weren't for Wu Ling's pressing, we might not even know that Senior Brother Huangfuyun was using a mysterious weapon, right?"
"Isn't it? This Yunchan sword, tusk, is extraordinary at first glance! No wonder it can rank tenth among Huaxianshan's weapons. If one day, I can have it too!"
Huangfu Yun's face was gloomy, and the cloud cicada sword in his hand, which was as transparent as water, shook slightly, and said, "Wu Ling, I admit that you are the strongest opponent I have encountered since I became the deacon of the inner disciple! Forcing me to use the Izumo Cicada Sword, you are proud enough!"
Wu Ling smiled: "Yun Chan Sword? Let's talk less nonsense, second palm!"
A little tiptoe, with the palm of the person, as if desperately, rolled into a ball and directly attacked Huangfuyun's abdomen.
Huangfuyun's face was tense, this Wu Ling changed his previous painlessness, and now his style of play is like a lunatic, completely regardless of the consequences! Looking at this posture, it was obviously not a joke, but a desperate effort. But it was this kind of reckless play that made Huangfuyun even more irritated.
He decided that even if he was scolded by the master, he would defeat Wu Ling severely, even if he was seriously injured!
Yun Chan's sword was flat, and a white light suddenly brushed on the blade of his sword.
call!
The sword's edge moved forward, and the sword light sprang out suddenly with the qi qi as if it were a fierce beast.
This sword light was like a cold star in the sky, with an aura that made Wu Ling feel very uncomfortable. This breath is obviously Huangfuyun's own qi, but the Huangfuyun's qi is completely different from the Huangfu Yun's qi he had previously perceived. Domineering, solemn, and mysterious.
The corner of Huangfu Yun's mouth moved, seeing Wu Ling still rushing forward without hesitation, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Wu Ling, Wu Ling, even if your qi can be equal to me, but I have a cicada sword, your realm will be worse than me after all. Isn't it? Do you know that all treasure soldiers can increase the martial artist's level of cultivation for nothing?"
The Yun Cicada Sword is as thin as a cicada's wings and extremely sharp. With only sword energy, it can cut through the tyrannical flesh of the strong. The so-called top powerhouse in the realm of physical and martial arts, in front of Yun Chanjian, is nothing but tofu.
No matter how tyrannical the flesh is, it is also relative to ordinary weapons. Once you encounter a peerless soldier like Yun Chanjian, human flesh is still human flesh, and steel is still steel.
The Yunchan sword in Huangfuyun's hand is even more known for its sharpness. Although Huangfu Yungang's energy is not as good as Wu Ling's, it is not something Wu Ling's physical body can resist.
As soon as Jianmang approached, Wu Ling immediately felt an unprecedented sense of killing. It was strong and sharp.
Wu Ling grinned abruptly, and suddenly flashed when he stepped on the Yuhua Dengxian Step, and the fish slid to the right of Huangfuyun. When he lifted his left hand, it was an angry thunder finger, and bullets shot at Huangfuyun's chest. And his footsteps have been maintaining the speed of advance!
Wu Ling's current anger and thunder finger strength has been cultivated to the second rank, which is also one of the benefits that he brings after reaching the fourth level of Yi Sui. The cultivation base of Gang Qi has risen, and the cultivation base of the Fury Finger has also risen by a notch.
Huangfu was unavoidable, and he also pierced Wu Ling's exposed chest with a sword from his left hand.
Knowing the sharpness of the Yunchan sword, how could Wu Ling be easily stabbed by him? Under the continuous urging of Yuhua Dengxianbu, Wu Ling has left dozens of afterimages in the void, making it impossible for people to distinguish the true from the false and the true body. Even so, Yun Chanjian was indeed the sharpest treasure in the world, and Jianfeng still left a wound on Wu Ling's body as he retreated.
But Huangfuyun didn't have the speed like Wu Ling. He focused on driving Yun Chanjian, and he had no time to increase his speed. With a jet of red light on his left shoulder, he pierced a large hole, blood flowed like a penetrating, and his footsteps backed back again and again, shockingly horrified.
In this battle, Wu Ling turned out to have the upper hand!
He didn't know that at the moment when Wu Ling retreated, he had already forcibly absorbed part of the qi that had invaded the body into the Zhenwu Universe Mirror.
The most important thing is that Wu Ling's body, with the help of Zhenwu Universe Mirror, has a powerful self-healing power that he doesn't even know
Therefore, although Huangfuyun's attack was powerful. But he failed to let Wu Ling fall dead on the spot.
Huangfuyun was shocked. Among the inner disciples of Huayu Pavilion, he was the only deacon with a treasure, even if he was a deacon disciple of the main pavilion's line, Tyrant Juetian! Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first inner gate of Huayu Pavilion. Change to any inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion. In front of Huangfuyun's attack, I am afraid that he would be killed on the spot. This shows how strong Huangfuyun's subconscious resistance to Wu Ling is.
The two stood like this, both wanting to test whether the other party still has the power to fight.
Ignoring the shock of many inner disciples around, Jie Yuyan and Feng Buer next to him can be said to have raised their hearts to their throats, for fear that Wu Ling will not be able to reach Yun Chanjian, and for fear that Wu Ling will make a mistake!
Yang Tian, who watched the battle from a distance, was shocked in his heart: "I haven't seen him for two months. This guy's strength has actually improved. Just look at the power of his fingers, which is tangible and qualitative. It’s an extremely condensed gas, I couldn’t do it when I was his age. Give this guy another three years, maybe he can really fight me!” Thinking of the three-year agreement with Wu Ling, Yang Tian's mood is indescribably complicated.
Three years was too short for the disciples of Huayu Pavilion. For ordinary Huayu Pavilion disciples, three years is not enough to raise a level. At first, Wu Ling made a three-year agreement in front of Han Shuang Ying, and Yang Tian also thought it was him. Ling said without shame. However, the longer time passed, Yang Tian found that Wu Ling's words were more credible, and he felt that Wu Ling, this person became more terrifying!