Once upon a time

In other words, it is very unreliable.

As for Ling Feng, he seldom fights with others, and Ye Quan is still a little uncertain, but he can see that it is a spring type, and he strikes later.

This guy Yun Lan is not as honest as he looks, but he is also playing the role of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.But this is mainly because his current cultivation base is a little low, and the real strength of the enemies he faces is often higher than his. This makes him have to secretly accumulate strength, and then find the right opportunity to kill with one blow, so that the opponent dies with hatred.

Now, Yun Lan's opponent obviously didn't need him to exert all his strength, but he didn't know why.Yun Lan reserved her own strength, played with the opponent one after another, and after a long stalemate, seized the opportunity of the opponent's carelessness.won.

When Yun Lan came out of the Yunlong Pot, Yang Kun brushed past him and said with a sneer, "It's not that bad either?"

"I heard that you didn't perform so badly during the Yuxu Palace Inner Sect Grand Competition. Did you hide your strength on purpose? Or was it that you were actually very bad at that time, relying entirely on external forces such as magic tools and talismans?"

Yun Lan glanced at him, and said calmly: "I sincerely hope that you can also enter the quarterfinals."

Yang Kun sneered, Yun Lan was naturally not doing it for his own good, but implying that he would only be eligible to fight him after entering the quarterfinals.

"You don't have to worry about that." Yang Kun snorted and said, "I thought that some masters could come from the royal family, but now it seems that it's too useless."

Following Yun Lan, the defeated disciples of the Jiuling royal family glared at him, but Yang Kun turned a blind eye.

At this moment, a young girl in a bright red cheongsam walked over with a blank expression on her face. When the defeated disciple of the Jiuling royal family saw him, a look of fear suddenly appeared on her face.

Without saying a word, the red-robed girl suddenly threw out a slap, directly knocking the royal child to the ground.

Yun Lan and Yang Kun's expressions changed at the same time, and they looked at the red-robed girl together.

The red-robed girl also looked at them, and suddenly smiled: "My name is Situ Lejing, and I will ask the two Taoist brothers for advice later."

When she said the last few words, her voice was very soft, and the eyes were shining brightly, which was soul-stirring.

Yang Kun's expression became solemn, Situ Lejing in front of him, with red lips and white teeth, under the appearance of a pure and harmless girl, hides a power that makes him palpitate even when he is used to seeing blood.

The most ferocious and powerful golden core late stage monsters that have been beheaded before are not so terrifying. Yang Kun has only experienced this feeling in the big monsters that have given birth, but Situ Lejing in front of him is undoubtedly a The Jindan monk did not reach Liying.

Yun Lan's expression remained the same, and she glanced at Situ Lejing: "There will be a chance."

Situ Le smiled quietly, revealing her clean and white teeth, and bit them lightly: "That's natural."

Yun Lan nodded, then walked back, Xia Yi, Rong'er and others greeted her, Ling Yin said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Yun on his return from victory."

"You little girl, don't run on me." Yun Lan had a faint smile on her face, and was about to say something when she suddenly noticed someone watching her.

Yun Lan looked over, it was a handsome young man in white clothes, he was a disciple of Shan Hai Sect.

Seeing Yun Lan's gaze, the young man in white couldn't help smiling: "Fang Shiyu of the Mountain and Sea League, I was quite interested in you at first, but now I'm suddenly not interested."

"It is said that you Yuxu Palace disciples are invincible in the same realm. I never believe in the rumors. I only believe in what I see with my own eyes." Fang Shiyu said indifferently: "I never underestimate my opponent, but I don't overestimate my opponent either. , I can see that you had some reservations in the fight just now, but if you don't keep enough, then I really don't have much interest in you."

Fang Shiyu's eyes fell on Rong'er who was beside Yun Lan, and he suddenly showed a smile, but this smile seemed rather sinister: "I'm more interested in the one next to you."

He pronounced the word "interest" with a little emphasis, which seemed a bit frivolous. He looked at Rong'er and said with a smile, "It's a bit fierce, but she's really a beauty."

Rong'er's two willow eyebrows gradually stood up, Xia Yi waved at her, turned to look at Fang Shiyu, and said seriously: "Do you want to die?"

Fang Shiyu was choked up, and wanted to retort, but feeling the terrifying mana fluctuations in Xia Yi's body, he could only swallow the words abruptly.

"Be careful what you say, this is not a place for you to run wild." At this time, another disciple of the Shanhai League stood behind Fang Shiyu, his powerful aura forcibly withstood the pressure brought by Xia Yi, and he was a Nascent Soul cultivator .

The breath is perfect, the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul.

"Shanhaimeng Murong Cheng." The visitor stared at Xia Yi and said coldly: "My junior brother can say whatever he wants, why do you care? You think you can be lawless with the support of the lord of Yuxu Palace, but you want to watch it before you go wild." Clearly, some people are not something you can afford!"

Xia Yi didn't care, and said lightly: "I will be responsible for what I said, and it's better to be able to bear corresponding responsibility for what some people said."

He stared at Fang Shiyu: "Let me just say something now, if you dare to say something nasty to Rong'er, you are a dead person. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."

Murong Cheng and Fang Shiyu couldn't bear to be taught such a lesson by a boy who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. They were born in the Shanhai League and walked sideways in the southwestern part of Jiulingzhou.

Murong Cheng stopped Fang Shiyu, and laughed angrily: "Oh, then I really want to try, you..."

In the middle of speaking, someone suddenly interrupted: "Junior Brother Murong, bring back Junior Brother Fang, the next round of competition is about to begin."

Murong Hai and Fang Shiyu shut up at the same time, gave Xia Yi a hard look, and at the same time retreated to the camp where the Shanhai League was located, and stood behind a young man together.

The young man smiled politely and nodded towards Xia Yi and the others.

But Xia Yi could feel a bit of gloom from the other party's smile, and he frowned slightly, when a rough voice suddenly sounded beside him: "That is Song Tian, ​​the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Shanhai League, and also the most sinister and cunning Yes, a smiling tiger."

Xia Yi, Yun Lan, and Rong'er turned their heads to look, and what appeared in front of them was a high-spirited burly man dressed in foreign races, whose figure was as tall as Jie Yu who had turned into a human form, with strong energy and blood all over his body, not inferior to the man in the palace. Only full blood iron bull.

"My name is Tuoba Yan, and I come from a barbarian tribe in Xiaoyizhou." The man of the foreign race said with a bold smile, "Those who the Shanhai League doesn't like are my friends."

Xia Yi paused, then laughed loudly: "Yes, friend, friend."

There is a confrontation here, and in the Yunlong pot on the other side, Yang Kun has also ended the battle, and laughed loudly: "How can a flower in a greenhouse like you compare with me who has experienced a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood?"

His opponent was named Zhu Jun, the only remaining Jindan disciple of Thunderbolt Sword Sect after entering the top [-], his face was gray at the moment, and he didn't dare to look at the expressions of the elders of the sect.

Zhu Jun's defeat indicated that the Thunderbolt Sword Sect Jindan disciples were all annihilated, and none of them entered the top eight.

From the top to the bottom of the Thunderbolt Sword Sect, everyone's faces were ugly, only Xuanguang Sword Master's expression did not change at all as usual.

Daoist Asura Yang Huai didn't show any complacency on his face either. Daoist Yuxi sighed softly and said, "In the next round, Lingfeng of Yuxu Palace will face Fang Shiyu of the Mountain and Sea League."

In the Shanhaimeng camp, Fang Shiyu sneered: "Among the people in Yuxu Palace, this is the most boring opponent. I will crush him first, and then find the other two to slowly settle the score."

Ling Feng also ended his meditation at this time, stood up from the ground silently, his movements were slightly stiff.

In the eyes of a group of Mahayana powerhouses, they all shook their heads secretly. How could they not see that Ling Feng was nervous.

Leaving aside how to cultivate, this mentality will be impossible.

Ye Quan looked at Ling Feng who was silent, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Peng was expressionless, glanced at the smile on Ye Quan's mouth, and suddenly said: "Master Xia, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Gambling?" Ye Quan looked indifferent, and said indifferently, "What are you betting on?"

Ji Peng said: "Of course it's a bet on the disciples of our two families, whoever wins."

All the Mahayana powerhouses around became interested when they heard the words, and all their attention was on Ye Quan and Ji Peng. Daoist Lei Jun frowned slightly, and Tuoba Hong even scolded: "Ji Peng, you are in vain! The master of a sect, the person who witnesses the way of Mahayana, is really shameless!"

Although there have been rumors recently that the Yuxu Palace is about to come out of the mountain, these Mahayana powerhouses will not be moved by the rumors, and only believe in the facts they have seen with their own eyes.

They can all see Ling Feng's state at the moment, and Ji Peng is clearly picking up the soft persimmons.

Regarding Tuoba Hong's curse words, Ji Peng didn't pay attention at all, and said indifferently: "She can choose not to take my bet."

When hearing that there is a gamble, Shuangjie Daoist Zhuge Feng is the most excited person, but at this time he also frowned slightly. If Xia Mengling does not accept Ji Peng's gamble, it will be clear that even she, the palace lord, is not optimistic about her palace next disciple.

Now that Xia Mengling and Ji Peng are in this position, there is no need to prove anything, so there is no problem of face or vindictiveness, but if Xia Mengling fails by default, it will damage the morale of her family, and even hit Ling Feng's fragile confidence .

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest, and a small mistake would lead to the situation where Yuxu Palace was launched in the future.

Situ Huiyun looked at Ye Quan with great interest, wanting to see how he would respond.

Ye Quan was silent for a while and then said: "You and I make fun of gambling with our disciples, how is this different from treating them like cockfighting and dogfighting?"

Ji Peng said without hesitation: "The bet you and I win in the end belongs to the winning disciple himself."

At this point, Ye Quan had no choice but to accept the move. He raised his eyes and looked at Ji Peng: "According to what you said, you seem to be interested in something in my hand for your disciple?"

"That's right." Ji Peng nodded calmly, not hiding it.He said bluntly: "I heard that Palace Master Xia has a strange fruit in his hand, which is called ghost-faced twin fruit. If Fang Shiyu wins, he will use this thing as a lottery. How about it?"

The expression on Ye Quan's face remained unchanged, but his pupils shrank slightly, wondering in his heart: "How did this guy know that I or the palace master have ghost-faced twin fruits?"