The young man spoke calmly and seemed very casual.
After saying this, his provocative gaze fell on Guo Jingyu.
Anyone can see that this young man has intentions of targeting the Wuji Holy Land.
When everyone around the square heard the sound, their faces showed interesting expressions, and their eyes turned towards the people of Wuji Holy Land.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the square became subtle.
"Junior Brother Lingtian, this person is Huo Quan, the fifty-third strong man on the Tao Seeking Ranking. He once practiced under Jiao Hai's sect."
Zhu Xiaomeng tilted her body toward Ling Tian and introduced him to Ling Tian in a low voice.
"Who is Jiao Hai?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and then asked curiously.
Huo Quan is ranked fifty-third on the Tao Seeking List and is also somewhat famous in the military field.
Ling Tian had naturally heard about it in his previous life and had some impressions of it.
However, he had no impression of the Jiao Hai mentioned by Zhu Xiaomeng.
When Zhu Xiaomeng introduced Huo Quan, he also deliberately mentioned Jiao Hai, which puzzled Ling Tian.
"Jiao Hai is the strong man of the Jiao family in Jiaoyang City who was killed by Uncle Wu Qiu, and the grandfather of Jiao Linfeng."
Zhu Xiaomeng explained in a low voice.
"oh?"
Ling Tian's eyes flashed and he suddenly understood.
No wonder Huo Quan looked at Guo Jingyu with such unkind eyes.
It turned out that the other party was once a disciple of Jiao Hai.
Jiao Hai was killed by Wu Qiu, but it was caused by the conflict between Guo Jingyu and Jiao Linfeng.
In a sense, it was Guo Jingyu who caused Master Huo Quan Jiao Hai to be killed.
Huo Quan couldn't help but change his expression slightly when he saw Guo Jingyu sitting there quietly without giving any response.
Immediately, he motioned to a young man in black next to him.
The young man in black understood this, trembled decisively, and came to the square.
The two Heavenly Realm warriors who were originally sparring in the square stopped what they were doing when they saw this.
"You guys go down."
The young man in black gave an order to the two Heavenly Realm warriors.
Both of them were also very sensible. After bowing to the young man in black, they left the square at the same time.
The young man in black immediately looked towards the Wuji Holy Land, raised his hands and said coldly, "I am Xue Leng from Wanbing Pavilion, who is at the third level of Taoism. I wonder which hero from the Wuji Holy Land is willing to give me some advice?"
Faced with such a provocation, Huan, Qiu Yifan, and Bu Xiaoyao could not help but turn their heads and look at Guo Jingyu.
However, at this time, Guo Jingyu still had no intention of paying attention to the people in Wanbing Pavilion.
"Ha ha……"
At this time, laughter came from the north side of the square.
Bai Yijian, who was sitting in the crowd at Qingyun Holy Land, looked at Guo Jingyu with a faint smile and said, "Wanbing Pavilion took the initiative to invite a fight, but Wuji Holy Land avoided the fight. Isn't it too disrespectful? If Wanbing Pavilion
The challenge is ours, Qingyun Holy Land, and I, Qingyun Holy Land, will never be a coward."
"Young Master Yijian's words are serious."
As soon as Bai Yijian finished speaking, Ding Bo from Dongqi City immediately echoed with a smile and said, "There are so many talented people in the Wuji Holy Land, how can you be a coward?"
Ding Bo, Bai Yijian's joking words are somewhat intended to extort money.
From what they said, Wuji Holy Land would become a tortoise if it did not respond to the challenge from Ten Thousand Arms Pavilion.
"Senior Brother Guo!"
Huan, Bu Xiaoyao, and Qiu Yifan couldn't stand the squeeze, and they shouted at Guo Jingyu at the same time.
"Whoever wants to challenge you, go do it yourself."
Guo Jingyu also knew what his junior brothers were thinking, so he simply let them go.
"I go!"
Huan said in a deep voice, before Qiu Yifan, he stood up step by step and jumped to the center of the square.
"Huan of the Wuji Holy Land, with a third-level Taoist cultivation level, please give me some advice!"
Huan was full of pride and courtesy. He raised his hand to Xue Leng and spoke loudly.
Everyone around the square looked at Huan and Xue Leng, their eyes flashing with strong interest.
Of these two people, one is the genius of Wuji Holy Land and the other is the genius of Ten Thousand Arms Pavilion.
Their cultivation levels are all at the third level of the Tao Realm, and they are equally ranked.
The fight between the two is undoubtedly much more interesting than the battle between warriors in the Heavenly Realm.
"please!"
Xue Leng made a gesture of invitation to Huan, and the aura of the third level of Taoism bloomed.
As he opened his arms, although he did not hold any weapons in his hands, more than ten flying swords appeared around his body.
There is a shuddering chill on every flying sword.
Juan took a step to the side, and the aura on his body immediately bloomed.
As his arms trembled, both arms were instantly covered with thick armor.
call!
Rays of bright golden light bloomed, and these flying swords were filled with endless sharpness.
Xue Leng's figure flashed out, and under his control, the twelve handles were connected in a line, stabbing forward like a long golden dragon.
"The power of the third level of gold."
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly thinking that Xue Leng was extraordinary.
Xue Leng controls the power of gold and is good at manipulating weapons.
Although the flying sword is short, its penetrating power is also stronger.
With the blessing of the power of the third level of gold, these twelve flying swords seem to have the power to pierce everything.
Boom!
Huan's figure stood still and did not move, but his footsteps hit the ground and made a loud noise.
Centered on the square where Juan was, spider web-like cracks appeared, spreading to the surrounding areas.
The dust on the ground gradually began to rise, and the heavy power of the third level of earth emerged on Juan's body.
The power of earth is also called the power of earth.
Juan stood there, motionless as a mountain, as if he had merged with the earth.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sharp flying swords came for the assassination, but Huan only waved his arms and knocked all the flying swords to the ground.
"This Juan is quite capable."
Bai Yijian noticed the flying swords that had been shot to the ground and clicked his tongue slightly.
In one confrontation, the sharpest points of these flying swords were all smoothed away without exception.
This shows how strong the armor on Juan's arms is.
You must know that Xue Leng is the genius of Wanbing Pavilion and has no shortage of spiritual soldiers in his hands.
His twelve flying swords must be sharp and strong.
But in front of Juan, he looked so clumsy.
And Juan was able to do this, of course, relying on more than just the armor covering his arms.
More, it is because of its own strength.
After failing to succeed in one move, Xue Leng flipped his palm and took out a long sword.
The tip of the spear was surrounded by golden light, and it stabbed Huan with lightning speed.
The dust was rolling and roaring under Juan's feet, and his figure stood there, remaining unchanged in response to all changes.
Facing Xue Leng's fierce and crazy offensive, he only moved in small steps, never taking more than three steps.
boom!
After more than ten moves, the violent aura in the square suddenly stopped surging.
When everyone focused their attention again, they saw Huan's thick arm holding the spear in Xue Leng's hand, an inch away from the tip of the spear.
"It's just you, you're still a little young!"
Juan shouted loudly, swung the spear with all his strength, and threw Xue Leng, who refused to let go, out of the square with both men and the gun.