"Come and pick it up by yourself? Brother Wuling is arguing against Huangfuyun. It seems that there will be good shows in the future. Unexpectedly, Brother Wuling dared to disobey the majesty of the second pavilion master, even the face of the second pavilion master. No."
As soon as Wu Ling's words came out, the faces of the inner disciples who were present immediately changed.
Especially the several inner disciples of Huaxianshan's line, their faces became especially powerful, and they whispered.
"Humph!"
The most embarrassing person is Huangfuyun, and the one who hates most is also Huangfuyun. Huang Fuyun was defeated by Wu Ling, and a long blood stain was drawn on his shoulder, dripping with blood, which was a scandal.
Using the qi to stop the blood silently, the deacon of the inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion let out a cold snort from his nose, and an unusually bitter light flashed in his eyes.
The deep hatred and hatred that were not shared by the sky were clearly conveyed from his eyes.
"Wu Ling, you'd better kill me today. If you don't kill me today, sooner or later I will personally take the Yun Chan Sword back, and it will leave you dead without a place to bury you!"
Huangfuyun said so, but just wanted to get a little back. How could Wu Ling not know? He immediately smiled faintly: "That's the best, otherwise, I would think you have no backbone!"
"Brother Wu Ling, really crazy." An inner door sighed in a low voice.
The rest of the disciples echoed in a low voice: "He is crazy, that's because he is qualified to be crazy! Brother Wu Ling, I am afraid that he is destined to become the pillar of Huayu Pavilion. At a young age, the methods are so vicious and not simple. Huangfu Brother Yun’s grievances, with his own strength, I am afraid that he has no hope of retributing it in this life. This gathering of our inner disciples, I heard that there is an important trial task. When the time comes, I will definitely fight for war. Brother Ling has been assigned to a team and can save his life without any worries."
"Yeah, feel the same, feel the same."
Facing Wu Ling's words, Huangfuyun only had endless hatred in his heart, and he was silent for a long while.
On the mountain peak not far away, Yang Tian stood on the top of the cliff, staring at Wuling and Huangfuyun in the distance, a trace of dignity appeared in his eyebrows, although he was thousands of feet away, Yang Tian was not aware of the developments on the court. Achieved insight.
At the beginning, he had been looking forward to Wu Ling's performance. Later, when the dispute gradually became clear, Yang Tian was somewhat unacceptable: Yun Chanjian was inexplicably sucked into his body by Wu Ling? What kind of method Wu Ling used to make Yun Chanjian disappear for no reason, even with Yang Tian's vision of the Huawu realm, he did not understand this point.
After seeing the whole incident, Yang Tian's expression was getting worse and worse, his face seemed to be covered with frost.
Suddenly, Yang Tian rose up from the vast sea of clouds in the distance, turning into a tiny electric light galloping in. His speed is really incredible, even if Wu Ling uses all the power of Yuhua Dengxianbu, he can't stand it.
Yang Tian swiftly looked like an electric flash, and the distance of thousands of feet was just a blink of an eye. When he stood in the crowd, in front of Huangfuyun, almost everyone on the court didn't react immediately.
Among those present, Huangfuyun and Yang Tian are the most familiar, because his Yunchan sword was bestowed on Huangfuyun by Yang Tian instead of Hanshuangying.
When Huangfuyun saw Yang Tian, he immediately seemed to have seen a savior. He crawled and crawled under Yang Tian's feet, crying like a complaint of majesty: "Brother Yang, please help me, our Yunchan sword, Taken away by him!"
Most of the inner sect disciples on the court hadn't even seen Yang Tian's appearance, they just heard of his name and never saw him. At this time, Huangfuyun's words resembled a thunder on the ground, blasting loudly among the crowd: "Brother Yang, could he be Brother Yang Tian, the disciple of the Huaxianshan Pavilion?"
"Brother Yang Tian, is the top three among the top ten true disciples, and the disciple of the pavilion of Huaxianshan. He has an unfathomable cultivation level. I heard that he has cultivated to the realm of chemical weapons. Unexpectedly, such a legendary figure is actually It also appeared in the small gathering of inner disciples. What day is today?"
As soon as Yang Tian appeared, he immediately overwhelmed Wu Ling's limelight. Seeing that, even if Wu Ling killed Huang Fuyun with a single move, it might not have caused such a big sensation.
Not everyone can see the masters of the chemical weapon realm; the true disciple of Huayu Pavilion is not something that everyone can admire.
The inner disciple, the core disciple, and then the true disciple. Moreover, Yang Tian is superb, and he is also among the top three figures among the true biography disciples. How can a master like this not cause a strong sensation when he appears
All the inner disciples who knew about the scene bowed their heads and saluted: "Junior Brother, join Brother Yang Tian!"
Yang Tian's scenery immediately caused a lot of waves in Wu Ling's heart, and also aroused his infinite fighting spirit.
For a long time, Wu Ling regarded Yang Tian as the strongest opponent after three years. He never thought that Yang Tian's majesty would be so terrifying in Huayu Pavilion.
He is aloof, and the rest of the tens of thousands bow their heads!
How wonderful is it to enjoy the admiration and worship of thousands of people, that kind of power and superiority
"One day, I will also taste this wonderful taste!" Wu Ling, who was undulating in his heart, thought, "Perhaps not yet, but three years later, when I defeat Yang Heaven, you can experience this wonderful taste! Therefore, I must defeat Yang Tian! Defeat Yang Tian! Defeat Yang Tian!"
Wu Ling's heart was shouting and encouraging. Wu Ling knew that as a strong man, he must have the confidence of the strong, the ambition of the strong, and the revenge of the strong.
If one day, a strong man loses these three things, it means that he cannot go further. The road of Wuxiu is like sailing against the current. Failure to progress means death, and even a more tragic end!
Wu Ling didn't want to perish, let alone perish, because he had a burning ambition in his heart, and there were many other inner disciples who didn't have self-confidence that could be called arrogance.
In the face of everyone's worship, Yang Tian just waved his hand faintly, without even a polite reply, but glanced at Wu Ling.
What makes people strange is that Yang Tian's domineering performance, every inner disciple present felt extremely normal, and felt that as a true biography disciple and pavilion master disciple, he should have this kind of tolerance and such domineering.
It can be seen that in the Huayu Pavilion, strength represents everything. This argument has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This has made Wu Ling firmer in his will and determination to climb up!