Fang Lian said: "Below the Mahayana and above the Tribulation." Kunling nodded, and then asked Li Xiuyi: "Is there any suitable candidate in Lingyun Palace?" Li Xiuyi thought for a moment and said: "Elder Jiang Rong
, he is at the peak of transcending tribulation." Kun Ling nodded and said: "Okay, it's him, just ask him to come over." Not long after, an old man in purple clothes with a straight waist walked slowly to the two sides.
In the middle of the field, seeing the appearance of the old man, Gu Jun frowned slightly and said, "His name is Jiang Rong, the elder in Lingyun Palace who is second only to Gu Quan in cultivation." Hearing this, Jiu Mu said, "Why don't you let me go.
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Gu Jun shook his head and said: "No, you are not his opponent, let other elders go." As he spoke, Leng Xuan came over and said, "Let me go." Yao Yuan looked at Leng Xuan carefully.
He smiled slightly and said: "You are young, but your cultivation level is not low. Are you sure you can defeat him?" Leng Xuan shrugged and said, "There shouldn't be a big problem." Yao Yuan took a deep look at Leng Xuan, not knowing why.
This young man's self-confidence moved him, he nodded and said: "Okay, then it's up to you." Seeing this, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help but said with concern: "Be careful." Leng Xuan smiled calmly and said: "Don't worry, I won't
Something will happen." As he said that, he walked towards the center of the field. When Li Xiuyi saw Leng Xuan coming on the stage, a cold and stern light suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then, his lips moved and he sent a message to Jiang Rong: "Kill if you find an opportunity.
He." After hearing his words, Jiang Rong nodded slowly to express his understanding.
After the two stood still, Jiang Rong said coldly: "Let's take action." As he spoke, a purple light flashed in his hand, and a purple sword was instantly drawn out. Facing Jiang Rong's gradually increasing momentum, Leng Xuan's face
Still wearing a faint smile, as if the other party did not pose a threat to him. After Jiang Rong's aura reached its peak, Leng Xuan slowly raised his hand, raised a finger and said: "One move.
"Hearing these inexplicable words, Jiang Rong's face was slightly startled, and he said in a deep voice: "What did you say?" Leng Xuan said calmly: "If you can resist one of my moves, I will consider this battle a loss."
When Jiang Rong heard this, he couldn't help but angrily said: "Arrogant." Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Whether it is arrogant or not, you will know soon." As he said that, he raised his right hand and held it flat in front of him. With a faint light,
The Demon Refining Knife immediately appeared in his hand. Holding the knife in one hand, Leng Xuan's aura began to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his aura was on par with Jiang Rong's.
Seeing this, Jiang Rong couldn't help but sneered: "That's all." However, as soon as he finished speaking, Leng Xuan's momentum surged again, and the fierce pressure directly overshadowed Jiang Rong's momentum.
Jiang Rong's expression suddenly changed at this unexpected change. Not only him, but the expressions of Kun Ling, Bai Xiong and Li Xiuyi who were watching the battle behind him also darkened.
Compared to them, Yao Yuan looked at Leng Xuan with admiration, smiled lightly and said: "This guy is good, the saint does have a good eye." After hearing his meaningful words, Ling Xuejiao's face turned slightly red.
Turning red. At this moment, Leng Xuan, holding the demon refining knife, flew up and stood upright in the air. Then, he was seen holding the knife in both hands and raising it above his head. In an instant, dark clouds suddenly rolled in the bright night sky,
The electric light flashed, as if a downpour was brewing.