Chapter 1,067 The First Battle with Taoist Master Ye Guxing
The sun hangs high in the sky.
Gradually moving towards noon...
The crowd around Tanlang Terrace had already begun to stir.
Even though Ye Guxing, the young man in white in the center of Tanlang Platform, could still maintain his peace, in the eyes of others, the Taoist Master of the Desolate Tribe seemed to think too highly of him, and he didn't even show up for a long time.
"Maybe...he has run away!"
"After all, I am only as strong as the Seven Steps of Tianjing Mountain. How can I be on par with Ye Guxing? What's the point of supporting the Desolate Clan alone? It's just a joke!"
"Hmph! You dare to call yourself the Desolate Clan. You are so brave that you are not afraid of death and a burial place! Who dares to claim to be a great clan on this sky continent!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to come..."
Buzz.
Buzzing.
At this moment, at the exit of a space passage outside Tanlang Tower, a silver vortex circulated and made a buzzing sound. A somewhat mysterious aura swept out of it, causing a slight explosion in the void.
"Oh, it's actually here!"
Someone laughed and said, "If he ran away, he would be self-aware. But if he still dares to show up, he is really risking his life!"
Just as everyone was talking, two streams of light suddenly shot out of the space passage.
One black and one white.
Then, two streams of light fell to the ground.
"Two people?"
Someone made a hesitant sound.
Their eyes first fell on Fatty Bai, who was wearing a black robe. The latter was as cold and silent as ever. However, compared with the last time he appeared, this time Fatty Bai did not hold two huge hammers in his hands.
Then, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Huang.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... It's really incredible that the Desolate Clan has recruited a disciple, and he's also a person at the peak of the Martial Saint realm!"
"The strength of the boy in white is pretty good. If he ran to the Desolate Clan Dojo, he would probably go blind!"
"Who knows... maybe Zhao Tianjia didn't want to see that his apprentice was alone, so he secretly took action and stuffed someone in!"
"It's a pity that the boy in white is with the wrong person! If we don't look back in time, this life will be bleak!"
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Listening to the continuous discussion around him, Lin Huang shook his head and said, "It seems that the status of my Huang clan is the last among the one hundred and eight dojos!"
"What nonsense!"
Fatty Bai snorted coldly, "That's what it is!"
Lin Huang smiled slightly, adjusted the mask on his face, walked towards the Tanlang Platform, and his eyes fell on Ye Guxing in front of him.
However, Ye Guxing didn't even look at Lin Huang. He walked around Lin Huang and looked at Bai Xiaopang, "What do you mean?"
When Ye Guxing asked questions, there were voices of doubt all around. Judging from this posture, it seemed that Bai Xiaopang, the Taoist master of the Desolate tribe, had no intention of taking action.
Instead, he sent a disciple who was only at the peak level of the Martial Saint to fight!
"Are you afraid of being beaten to death by Ye Guxing?"
Someone shook his head and said.
"That boy in white is really pitiful. He was actually sent to fight against a strong man in the Holy King realm!"
"I'm afraid it's not as simple as pity!"
Someone analyzed with a frown, attracting the attention of the people around him.
"I suspect he is a fool!"
The man gave a very lame and reasonable explanation.
"Means nothing!"
Bai Xiaopang's eyes met Ye Guxing's, "To kill you, I don't need the Dao Master to take action. A random disciple of my Desolate Clan can easily kill you!"
Lin Huang looked back at Fatty Bai. The latter's expression did not change at all, he was very stable.
Lin Huang rolled up his sleeves and smiled, thinking that he was pitiful for the thin appearance of Little Fatty Bai, and it seemed very interesting to be a little brother for a while.
"You are looking for death!"
Ye Guxing stared at Xiaopang Bai coldly.
Bai Xiaopang stared at Ye Guxing with disdain, not bothering to talk nonsense to the latter.
Lin Huang turned around, looked at Ye Guxing, and said lazily: "Do you want to fight or not? If not, get out of here as soon as possible!"
Ye Guxing suddenly turned around and stared at Lin Huang like an evil tiger, "Boy, are you really looking for death? This Taoist is trying to save your life!"
Lin Huang shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Dao has already said that I can kill you without him taking action!"
Ye Guxing frowned.
His eyes were gradually filled with anger.
Then, he looked at Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang and said a few good words, "I'll kill him first and then you. Since you don't give me Ye Guxing face, there is no need for the Huang clan today."
It exists!”
With that said, Ye Guxing put his hands behind his back and walked towards the forest wilderness with a bit of coolness.
Although his figure seemed to be ethereal, the moment he rushed out, he was surrounded by thousands of sword energy, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the land, and rushed towards the forest wasteland.
Lin Huang also backed up with his hands behind his back, seeming to be avoiding the powerful attack.
On Tanlang Stage, everyone stared at the battle below with wide eyes. Even though there was a big gap in strength between this battle, it was a battle between the Holy King Realm and the Saint King Realm after all, and it was very exciting.
On Tanlang Stage, within a few breaths, Ye Guxing appeared in front of Lin Huang.
He didn't bother to use the sword at all, and moved his fingers together, heading towards Lin Huang's eyebrows.
Around the two of them, they were completely enveloped by countless sword energy, as if a sword field had been formed, severely suppressing Lin Huang.
In an instant, the sword finger touched Lin Huang's forehead.
If he advances an inch further, Lin Huang will surely die.
However……
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
Just as the sword finger was pushing forward, Lin Huang suddenly took hold of the latter's two fingers, and then suddenly broke them off.
There was only a click and two fingers were broken.
Ye Guxing snorted and stepped back suddenly.
He frowned and looked at Lin Huang seriously for the first time...
And in the viewing seats around Tanlang Stage, some people had already stood up.
The confrontation just now made these people see too many things.
Ye Guxing is in the realm of the Holy King. Once the rule field of his sword is opened, anyone under the realm of the Holy King will be suppressed and their strength will be greatly reduced.
The two fingers that Ye Guxing stretched out seemed to have no edge, but they were much more terrifying than the sword of the peak Martial Saint.
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The latter actually broke off those two fingers?
"How about we call it?"
Ye Guxing stared at Lin Huang and asked.
Lin Huang hadn't spoken yet, but Fatty Bai outside the venue couldn't wait any longer. He urged, "Xiao Linzi, why are you dawdling? After killing everyone, I'm going to go to the west city gate to eat tofu!"
"good!"
Lin Huangyao glanced at Bai Xiaopang and did not answer Ye Guxing's question.
Then, he withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly!
Lin Huang's footsteps stomped lightly.
In an instant, the terrifying murderous aura swept out of the body and turned into a substantial bloody mist, sweeping across the entire Tanlang Terrace like a river.
"Tianjian!"
Lin Huang spat out his thin lips, raised his palm like a knife, and slashed down vertically.
In the void, a huge sword arc like the moon suddenly appeared, crushing towards Ye Guxing.
Ye Guxing's expression changed, and the long sword that he had put away in his pride suddenly came out of its sheath, exuding a sharp aura to resist the blood-colored sword light that was coming instantly.
Keng Keng Keng Keng.
In the void, knife shadows and long swords collided continuously.
Under the terrible pressure and sharp killing moves, Ye Guxing retreated for more than thousands of feet until he reached the edge of Tanlang Platform. Only then did the sword light that Lin Huang slashed out with one hand disappear.
Ye Guxing laughed ferociously. From the moment the sword light appeared, he knew that the sword light was very strong, but once the sword light disappeared, it was the time for him to counterattack and kill.
In the void, the long sword roared, and Ye Guxing showed shocking murderous intent.
Being forced into this situation by a small peak Martial Saint made him full of anger. Therefore, he wanted to crush Lin Huang with the most stunning appearance.
However……
The latter's stunning sword has not yet been delivered.