Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

There was hatred in Ling Zhifei's eyes, and he used his spiritual consciousness to transmit a message to his little disciple.

"Remember, she was the one who killed your senior brother and many of the sect's fellow disciples. You must find a way to kill her!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan immediately stopped looking at Huo Ling'er in amazement and clenched the magic weapon in his hand.

Although the powerful aura displayed by Huo Ling'er just now made people feel terrified, the disciples of Lingtian Sect still said stubbornly:

"Humph! Isn't it just that there is a new little girl coming to your Qingyun Sect? Why are you so proud?"

"That's right, Yang Fan from our Lingtian Sect is also participating in the competition. What do you have to do with it?"

"It's still unclear who will get the head bashed in later, why are you in such a hurry?"

Huo Linger cast a half-smiley look at the people of Lingtian Sect, then curled her lips and moved her wrist.

As the Fourth Hall Master announced the official start of the competition, she seemed to transform into a sharp sword, suddenly unsheathed, and rushed directly towards the group of disciples of Lingtian Sect who gathered the most.

The Pi Lei stick in her hand turned into a flash of lightning and swept across with fierce momentum.

The power of this attack was so amazing that everyone was shocked.

The Lingtian Sect disciples who were eager to try and prepare to rush over to target the Qingyun Sect disciples first were instantly stunned.

They originally thought that they could handle it easily, and never expected that this young girl in red, who looked young, was actually as powerful as someone who had reached the peak of the Divine Lord realm?

Yang Fan's wrist was numb, and he could no longer hold on after resisting Huo Ling'er for just a few times.

He is the number one genius of Lingtian Sect! He has already entered the realm of Godly Lord in his thirties, which is quite an amazing achievement.

But the girl in front of him was actually stronger than himself. What on earth was she capable of?

What made it even harder for him to accept was that he had gone through countless hardships to be promoted to the middle stage of the Divine Lord Realm, but what realm had this woman reached? Why was she so powerful? Why was God so unfair to him?

At this moment, Cheng Peng, who had just been hit hard by Huo Ling'er because he failed to dodge in time, was now covering his mouth and screaming.

Huo Ling'er's stick knocked out all of his teeth, causing him unbearable pain.

Yang Fan seized this opportunity, quickly got up from the ground, his eyes extremely gloomy.

He turned his head with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a ferocious smile. He quietly clenched the sword in his hand, with murderous intent surging in his heart.

He leaped up suddenly and swung his sword, which was so fast that it instantly pierced through the chest of the Qingyun Sect disciple closest to him.

The disciple was still fighting fiercely with others when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He opened his eyes wide, staring at Yang Fan with astonishment and disbelief on his face.

As Yang Fan drew out his sword, the disciple's body gradually lost support and slowly fell down.

Bright red blood gushed out, instantly dyeing the ground beneath their feet red, forming a shocking sea of ​​blood. The bloody smell quickly filled the surrounding air, making it unpleasant to smell.

"What are you doing in Lingtian Sect?"

Bai Jingyu was so angry that he slammed the table, glared at Ling Zhifei and questioned loudly.

Ling Zhifei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a scornful smile.

He stood up slowly, exchanged glances with Bai Jingyu, and said provocatively: "Master Bai, why are you so anxious? Swords and knives have no eyes. This kind of situation has happened before. Did I say something wrong?"

"You're talking nonsense! Damn you, swords have no eyes. Anyone with eyes can see that you are killing people deliberately!"

Bai Jingyu's eyes were bloodshot and he was so angry that he almost spit fire.

The other disciples of Qingyun Sect were also filled with righteous indignation and felt extremely indignant about Lingtian Sect's behavior, but they had no way of going up to the stage.

"There is no rule in the competition between sects that prohibits killing. You can still blame others if you are killed without any strength?!"

Ling Zhifei sneered, his tone full of disdain and ridicule, as if he was mocking how incompetent the disciples of Qingyun Sect were.

When the Fourth Hall Master heard this, there was no strange expression on his face, and he obviously agreed to this matter.

The blood was glaring, and every word Ling Zhifei said entered Huo Ling'er's ears without missing a word.

Her face was as cold as frost as she looked at all the disciples of Ling Tian Sect: "Is there really no rule against killing people? If that's the case, then everything would be easy to say and handle, right!?"

After she finished speaking, her eyes were filled with endless bloodthirsty murderous intent, and a tremendous amount of mental power gushed out, instantly restraining all the disciples of Lingtian Sect.

Meeting the girl's sharp gaze, Yang Fan couldn't help but shiver, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

The next moment, Pi Lei ignited double flames and attacked all the disciples of Lingtian Sect with the power to destroy the world.

Each blow was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and each one made them suffer a fate worse than death.

Huo Linger began to move from one shape to another, and even the people with high cultivation levels in the audience could not see where she was at that moment.

Pi Lei drew brilliant tracks in the air, like a meteor across the sky.

Each stick landed accurately on the disciples of Lingtian Sect, causing them unbearable pain.

Her figure was as elusive as a ghost, making it impossible to catch her.

The attack was as fierce as a storm, leaving no chance for the Lingtian Sect disciples to breathe.

After a while, screams and pleas for mercy were heard on the field, but all this was meaningless to Huo Ling'er.

She wanted to make these people pay the price and let them know the consequences of provoking and insulting the people of Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, Huo Ling'er demonstrated her unparalleled strength and ruthlessness.

Her existence seemed to be a deterrent, making people dare not provoke her easily.

The field was in chaos at this time. All that could be seen was Lingtian Sect's disciples spitting blood one after another and falling to the ground with convulsions.

Some disciples were covered in flames and were lying on the ground wailing in pain.

Jun Moyan, who was standing behind the sedan chair, looked at Huo Ling'er's ghostly figure with interest, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He developed a strong interest in this woman who suddenly appeared...

At the same time, the disciples from the other two sects, seeing Huo Ling'er, the killing god, couldn't help but stay away from her, for fear of provoking her.

At the same time, they secretly thanked their lucky stars that they did not mock Qingyun Sect like those arrogant guys from Lingtian Sect, otherwise they might be the ones whose lives would be in danger.

"Damn it! Lingye, what are you doing?"

Ling Zhifei in the audience turned pale and shouted angrily.

He widened his eyes and stared at Huo Ling'er, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.

He could never have imagined that his own sect would be beaten so badly by a little girl in public.

Watching his sect's disciples fall one by one, he felt as if his heart was being slapped in the face by someone.

This feeling of humiliation was unbearable for him, and he couldn't help but explode.

"Hey! Sect Master Ling, why are you so anxious? Didn't you just say that swords have no eyes?"

Seeing this, Bai Jingyu raised his lips slightly and smiled faintly. He deliberately raised his voice so that everyone present could hear it.

His words immediately resonated with the people around him, and many people nodded. Everyone felt that Ling Tianzong was too arrogant this time, and they deserved to be taught a lesson.

Ye Chun and other disciples were also dancing with excitement: "That's right, the reason they were killed was because your sect's disciples were not strong enough. Who can you blame for this?"

"Stop complaining here, okay?!"

Huo Ling'er was cruel and ruthless, without any humanity at all, and the disciples of Qingyun Sect were so angry that they wanted to kill themselves, so Ling Zhifei was immediately furious.

He secretly sent a message to Yang Fan, and Yang Fan secretly swallowed the pill that Ling Zhifei gave him before he went on stage.

After a moment, Yang Fan felt a powerful force rapidly spreading in his body. His broken arm was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, his aura and spiritual power were also increasing rapidly.

Although this growth is not obvious from the outside, it is real and his strength is quietly increasing.

But the people in the audience did not notice all this. They just saw Yang Fan still standing there, and there was nothing special.

Only Huo Ling'er, who had fought with him before, could keenly sense the changes in Yang Fan. She was startled and immediately alert. But she did not make a sound. Instead, she slowly approached Yang Fan quietly, trying to find out what happened to him.