Hearing Zheng Song's words, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but smile.

This swordsman is really...a character.

Of course, Duan Lingtian knew in his heart that the reason why Mr. Jian was able to intimidate several elders of the ‘Guiyuan Sect’ with those words was because of his position in the ‘Guiyuan Sect’.

If it were another ordinary Guiyuan Sect disciple, he would probably be expelled from the sect directly.

Not to mention asking several Guiyuan Sect elders to personally ‘invite’ him.

"Hmph! That Master Sword, as one of the five great masters of the Qinglin Empire, is so rogue. He really brings shame on the younger generation of our Qinglin Empire."

Meng Qiu, who was sitting nearby, also heard Zheng Song's words and snorted coldly, as if he couldn't understand the behavior of 'Master Jian'.

Duan Lingtian glanced at Meng Qiu lightly, he did not agree with Meng Qiu's view.

In his opinion.

People live forever, but they only want to be clear in their hearts.

Although he didn't know Mr. Jian, nor had he met Mr. Jian, his true temperament still made him admire him from the bottom of his heart.

"This Meng Qiu is in trouble."

As soon as Meng Qiu finished speaking, Duan Lingtian discovered it.

In a pavilion not far away, four young men's faces changed when they heard Meng Qiu's voice that was not deliberately lowered.

After a while, one of the thin young men stepped out of the pavilion and stood on the spacious flat ground.

For a moment, in the martial arts academy, except for the sword master ‘Long Yun’ who was still holding the sword and sitting there with his eyes closed, everyone else’s eyes fell on this young man.

"What is this Guiyuan Sect disciple going to do?"

Many people have doubts.

Just then.

Duan Lingtian could see the sharp eyes of the Guiyuan Sect disciples sweeping toward the pavilion where they were, and finally landed on Meng Qiu.

"Senior Brother Chen is the person I admire the most in my life... From the Seven Star Sword Sect, you dare to target Senior Brother Chen with your words, so you must have good strength. Now, although the 'Martial Arts' has not started yet, we can

Let’s ‘warm up’ for a battle first, what do you think?”

The disciple of Guiyuan Sect said to Meng Qiu calmly, with quite a hint of provocation in his words.

"Hmph! I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Facing the challenge from the Guiyuan Sect disciples, Meng Qiu showed no fear and flew out to confront the Guiyuan Sect disciples.

"Master Jian's surname is Chen?"

Duan Lingtian raised his eyebrows and looked at the two people confronting each other with interest.

Except for Mr. Dao 'Long Yun', everyone else, like Duan Lingtian, watched the scene in front of them.

suddenly.

The Guiyuan Sect disciple moved.

call!

The whole person seemed to turn into a bolt of lightning and flew straight out.

On his right hand, as the energy rises and roars, the 'Spiritual Weapon Palm Glove' shines brightly...

Wow!

The disciple of Guiyuan Sect dropped his palm, and it condensed into three solid palm prints in the void, whizzing down and covering Meng Qiu.

And above his head in the void, on one side of the phantoms of 600 ancient giant elephants were added nearly 170 phantoms of ancient giant elephants...

This disciple of the Guiyuan Sect is obviously a fourth level warrior in the Nascent Soul Realm.

As for the palm glove on his hand, it is a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

The power contained in his palm is comparable to the power of about 770 ancient giant elephants!

"Well done!"

Meng Qiu shouted loudly, moved his feet, transformed into wind, and rushed forward.

call out!

Meng Qiu's hand trembled, and a seventh-grade spiritual sword appeared in his hand. The seventh-grade spiritual sword flew out and turned into sword shadows all over the sky, like flying flowers and fallen leaves, as he rushed towards him.

Above the void, the phantoms of 770 ancient giant elephants also appeared!

Meng Qiu is also a fourth-level warrior in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Their strength is evenly matched!"

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, the Guiyuan Sect disciple had a head-on confrontation with Meng Qiu. The three solid palm prints whizzed down and collided with the shadow of the sword in Meng Qiu's hand.

boom!

The terrifying force collided, and an invisible force extended out, causing a circle of ripples to spread out of the air, turning into a gust of wind and blowing towards the people watching the battle in the square pavilion.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

…

The disciples of the Guiyuan Sect and Meng Qiu were at the same speed. They passed each other and exchanged blows several times.

No matter who wins or loses!

On the flat ground, dust rose up all over the sky, almost covering the two figures.

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!

…

The sound of the wind whistling in the palms comes and goes one after another.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

…

The sharp whistle of the sword followed him like a shadow.

"They probably can't tell the winner."

Duan Lingtian's eyes never left the two fighting men...

With his keen mental powers, he can discover.

On strength.

The disciples of Guiyuan Sect are comparable to Meng Qiu.

On speed.

The two of them are equally indifferent.

Now, even the energy consumption of the two people is almost the same.

This battle lasted for half an hour, but there was still no winner.

The spectators lost their patience and said, "Let's draw, there is no point in continuing the fight!"

"That's right. You two have the same strength and speed, and the use of martial arts and actual combat experience are almost the same. Continuing will only consume your energy and affect the subsequent 'martial arts'."

"Stop it."

…

Many people have good intentions and offer advice.

"Boy, I will let you go this time... But if you dare to speak ill of Senior Brother Chen again, I will kill you even if we die together!"

The Guiyuan Sect disciple moved aside and glanced at Meng Qiu with cold eyes.

"For the sake of 'Shaoshuai Chen' who is obsessed with the land of fireworks, are you willing to risk your life?"

Meng Qiu's face was extremely ugly, but he did not doubt what the other party said.

If this Guiyuan Sect disciple really wanted to die with him, he would indeed be unable to escape death.

"No matter what happens to Senior Brother Chen, I only know that he saved my life. I can give this life back to him at any time as long as he needs it."

The disciples of the Guiyuan Sect had a cold look in their eyes, and their words contained a chilling tone.

Everyone present could feel the determination of this Guiyuan Sect disciple.

"madman!"

Meng Qiu couldn't help but curse, but he didn't dare to say anything bad about Master Sword Master Chen.

If he spoke ill of Mr. Jian again, he had no doubt that the Guiyuan Sect disciple would rush up and fight him desperately again.

The other party is simply a lunatic!

Seeing the Guiyuan Sect disciple retreating to the pavilion, Duan Lingtian showed some admiration in his eyes...
To be continued...