The two powerful Illusion Gods worked together to set up a barrier, and the courtyard was immediately isolated from the outside world. Even if the situation inside was turned upside down, it would not affect others.

No one said anything at the beginning, Ruan Yinglang directly pulled out a spear from the spiritual ring, and it seemed to be a war spear specially used to kill people in ancient times. The spear tip was full of blood, unmatched in sharpness, and colder than the moonlight.

The thin and delicate young man in white is holding a war spear that is two or three times taller than him. It is obviously an extremely conflicting scene, but at this moment, it seems to be one and the same, with murderous intent rising into the sky.

The spear and the man are one, like an iron horse on the killing field, sprinting straight forward, without any erratic tricks, no dazzling and fancy feints, only the purest murderous spirit condensed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, returning to nature.

After washing away the lead, he fell into an unbelievable situation.

Although Yu Ling did not mean to underestimate the enemy, she did not expect that this harmless young man would turn into a fighting madman in a blink of an eye. He was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit. No ordinary cultivator could compare with him.

Facing an opponent with overwhelming momentum, the most appropriate approach is to avoid his sharp edge and wait for him to lose all his strength in one go. However, Yu Ling is keenly aware that such an approach will not work against Ruan Yinglang. If you...

If you retreat, your momentum will plummet, and there will be no chance of a comeback from now on.

That's right, this young man at such a young age has actually developed a "power", just like Chun Gufeng of the Seven Stars Palace when he uses the Jue Guang Sword Technique, giving people a sense of breathless oppression as soon as he takes action.

Perhaps this is the effect of the unity of nature and man?

Yu Ling had no time to think deeply, because in just a moment, Ruan Yinglang had already rushed in front of him with his spear and man, like a comet hitting the earth, he was determined to move forward.

Before Yu Ling's soul power locked onto Ruan Yinglang, he was struck away by the "momentum" he carried, like a silent reef that could not be submerged by any tide.

If that's the case, let's go head-to-head.

With the foundation of mystical strength at the marrow cleansing stage and the spiritual power at the same level of transformation, Yu Ling does not need to fear any cultivators of the same level.

"when!"

Yu Ling's long sword suddenly rose up at the last moment, and with the profound strength of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, it stunned Ruan Yinglang's war spear and shook it away. At the same time, Yu Ling also slipped and quietly stepped forward.

He got close to Ruan Yinglang, and with a beautiful spin, the sword struck his shoulder from top to bottom.

Ruan Yinglang's robes fluttered, and he turned half a circle like a mist, then opened the distance between the two by two meters, and took advantage of the situation to turn the war spear back.

Without giving Yu Ling a chance to follow suit, a golden light spread around Ruan Yinglang, which seemed to turn his eyes into red gold.

Golden light fell like a rain of arrows, overlapping and dense, completely sealing off this space.

Domain skills?

Yu Ling was only slightly surprised, but not too surprised. Anyway, he discovered that if these geniuses who can become Huazun cultivators at such a young age do not have any domain skills in their hands, they would be embarrassed to go out with them.

Saying hello to others may be something that ordinary people cannot master in a lifetime, but for these people, it is just a year or two of hard work.

The golden light poured down like a torrential rain, but every drop was filled with terrifying spiritual power.

The young man in the golden rain was full of brilliance, his war spear was raised again, and his footsteps sounded like a drum.

This time, with the help of domain spiritual skills, his aura reached a new peak again. If it had been an ordinary early-stage cultivator of the Transformation Master, he would have lost his mind and forgotten to fight back.

Yu Ling did not dodge, and faced him again. The spear and the knife connected, and there was another explosion of gold and iron.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

In the golden rainstorm, the two of them were going back and forth, and they were fighting fiercely in the blink of an eye. Such a battle, which has no fancy and no technicality at all, may be quite boring to others, because it is all head-on confrontation, and it is basically like

Two people without psychic skills are competing in a brute force competition.

Yuling Daoyuan Jue and Ancient Desolate Jue were running fiercely, and it took a hundred weeks in the blink of an eye. The more they fought, the stronger they became. But Ruan Yinglang did not show any signs of fatigue. His strength increased steadily. He also fought vigorously, and even got stronger the more he fought.

Excited.

It was said to be a sparring exercise, but Ruan Yinglang's fierce and decisive attitude clearly meant he was facing a life and death battle.

Yu Ling had only seen such a desperate and crazy posture from Jing Yue.

"Chi——"

After all, it was Yu Ling who was faster with the support of Xuan Li, leaving a trace of blood on Ruan Yinglang's body as soon as his figure faded. But the young man seemed to have no pain, his expression did not change at all, regardless of the blood soaking through his clothes.

The robe dripped down, and the spear in his hand was still as sharp as a falcon.

His hands are very steady, as steady as a mountain, and as powerful as thunder.

Unconsciously, three meters behind Yu Ling was the courtyard wall. It was obvious that he had no way to retreat.

However, the combination of the marrow-cleansing mystical power and the spiritual power of transformation is not that simple. When Yu Ling reaches the peak of speed, he easily disappears in front of Ruan Yinglang like a ghost. Ordinary people may not be able to see his trajectory.

The long knife struck from the side, but Ruan Yinglang swung his spear as if he had eyes, and there was another crisp "dang" sound.

The battle continued, as if it was a fairly even draw.

I don't know if it was ten minutes or twenty minutes, but Ruan Yinglang's movements suddenly slowed down slightly.

It wasn't that he was tired and sluggish, but that his spiritual energy was gradually exhausted in such a fierce and high-intensity confrontation.

With a flick of Yu Ling's long sword, the boy in white in front of him stumbled and fell to the ground, but he still held his weapon tightly in his hand and refused to let go.

The winner was decided, and Ruan Huazhang, who had been watching the battle intently, said, "How is it?"

Yu Ling sheathed her sword, her expression as usual, and she could not tell that she had experienced a fierce battle. She smiled lightly and said: "It's very powerful, with Chun Gufeng's momentum, Jingyue's decisive murderous aura, and the same with the domain's spiritual skills.

Exquisite, it seems that Senior Ruan spent a lot of time cultivating him."

Ruan Huazhang suddenly asked: "You didn't use your soul power?"

Yu Ling shook his head and said: "I originally wanted to use it, but later I felt it was not suitable. If it interrupts his momentum, this competition will be meaningless to him."

"Can you lock Ying Lang's aura?"

"Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not impossible. It's just that my soul power is a bit special. It would be difficult for other early-stage or even mid-stage soul masters to lock on to it for a while."

Ruan Huazhang was silent as if thinking, and after a moment he smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

"It's nothing." Yu Ling didn't care about this.

Ruan Yinglang had stood up unsteadily, his eyes still as bright as stars, and asked: "How much strength do you still have left?"

"Not more."

"Can I still spar with you in the future?" Ruan Yinglang didn't seem to be hit at all, he was still full of fighting spirit.

"When you have time," Yu Ling said and greeted Rong Chen and Ruan Huazhang: "Then I'll leave first?"

"Well, you should rest early. There will be a lot to do tomorrow." Rong Chen nodded.

When Yu Ling put on the mask and drifted away, Ruan Huazhang sighed: "Why didn't I meet such a good child earlier? What a pity."

Rong Chen suddenly felt unhappy: "What do you mean? Didn't I delay him?"

"I didn't say that, I just think he has a good chance of reaching the peak of the phantom god or even above it."

"That's necessary. Are you jealous?" Rong Chen twitched the corner of his mouth.

"My family Ying Lang is also very good. Why are you jealous? You know that's not what I'm feeling."

Rong Chen didn't seem to hear what he said. After removing the barrier, he turned around and returned to the room.

Ruan Huazhang could only shake his head helplessly, and his helpless expression became even more obvious when he looked at Ruan Yinglang, who stood beside him numbly and seemed to be still reminiscing about the battle.

Of course, he was very satisfied with Yinglang's talent and temperament. But the child's emotional intelligence was really worrying... What if there was someone half as good as Yuling?

Of course Ruan Huazhang knew that with Yu Ling's strength, there was no need to fight head-on with Ying Lang for so long. However, due to the friendship between Rong Chen and himself, Yu Ling deliberately gave Ruan Ying Lang the opportunity to do his best. Not only did he not use his soul power

Interrupted, and even chose the fighting method that best suited Ruan Yinglang's style, allowing him to fight as much as he wanted and unleash all his potential.

So this is actually not a competition, but a favor. If Ruan Yinglang digests today's battle, his strength will definitely be improved to the next level.

Although Yu Ling did not reveal such a deep intention, how could Ruan Huazhang not understand it? Of course, he could not help but feel a little moved and sighing for such an informed and considerate young man.

It seems that Yuling's ability to reach this point and gather such a huge force is not a fluke.

"Ying Lang, if you are ready, go on stage tomorrow and compete with the young geniuses from all over China." Ruan Huazhang said softly while looking at the dim moonlight.
Chapter completed!