The old man gently stroked Luoshen's big head, and when he heard someone speaking from the other side, he looked up.
"Yes, I am Lord Leng Ming. Who are you?"
Wang Tiezhu raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Litian Sword Sect, Que Yufeng, Wang Tiezhu!"
"Que Yufeng?"
Lord Leng Ming frowned slightly and began to think with a confused look on his face.
"Besides those six, when did Que Yufeng gain a new disciple?"
"It seems your information has not been updated yet!"
Wang Tiezhu smiled sarcastically, "In the apprenticeship ceremony some time ago, I was accepted as a disciple by Senior Brother Zhou Huaying, and became the seventh disciple of Master!"
Lord Leng Ming nodded slightly when he heard the words, "I see, no wonder you can push the God of confusion to this point. I guess you have some skills, Zhou Huaying... it's a pity.
If any of your six senior brothers come, I will still be a little bit jealous, but as for you, haha, you can only become a stepping stone on my cultivation path!"
"Oh, as the saying goes, you know your destiny at fifty. Looking at your moral character, you are already eighty or ninety. Why? I didn't expect that you would die here today at the age of fifty? How dare you attack me, Litian Sword Sect?
Take action!"
"What a eloquent baby! Today, I will educate you on behalf of your master!"
After Lord Leng Ming said this, his momentum changed.
The originally thin body expanded several times in an instant, and muscles bulged out. He kicked his foot, and the bloody broad knife drew an arc in the air. He held it in his hand and slashed towards Wang Tiezhu.
A bloody knife shadow soared into the sky instantly across the sky and the earth, and the huge pressure made everyone present feel terrified!
"The Extreme Yang Realm is actually the Extreme Yang Realm!"
Wang Tiezhu's eyes were twitching wildly, and he shouted in his heart that something was wrong. He originally thought that Lord Leng Ming could only be at the peak of the Yuyang realm, but he didn't expect that he was at the extreme Yang realm!
Knowing that he could never resist such an attack, he immediately dodged to the side, but was still scraped by the blood energy covered by the shadow of the knife, and his whole body fell to the ground instantly!
"boom!"
There was a sound of dust flying, and a layer of large holes suddenly appeared on the ground.
Lord Leng Ming held a big sword in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his kind face.
"I thought that the disciples who could be accepted as disciples by Zhou Huaying were so strong, but they were nothing more than that! It seems that you are really inferior to each other from the Tianjian Sect. You deserve to become my nourishment today! Hahahaha!"
After that, he looked at the group of Sword Sect disciples on the ground and saw that they were covered by layers of defensive formations, and he couldn't help but laugh again.
"What is this? A turtle shell? Even the dignified Sword Sect disciples will hide in the shell like a tortoise? Don't you always talk about slaying demons and defending the way? Come on, the demon is right in front of you, come out and slay the demon!"
Listening to Venerable Leng Ming's provocation, all the disciples in the circle looked ugly.
"Damn it! Let me go out and fight him!"
A vigorous disciple stood up angrily, held the spiritual sword in his hand instantly, and rushed forward as he spoke!
"Stop! You're crazy!"
Zhang Tingruo pulled him back, his expression serious, without the elegance of the past.
"Senior Brother Zhang! Are we just going to watch this devil insult us?!"
"Otherwise? What else can you do if you go out but die?"
"I……"
The disciple was speechless for a while. When he saw his fellow disciples around him looking at him, he sighed heavily and sat down again.
Zhang Tingruo looked around and said in a deep voice: "I know that all the junior brothers and sisters feel uncomfortable in their hearts, but the strength gap between us and the demons is too big, so going out to fight is not a wise choice.
He did not choose to attack us, but instead used words to provoke us, which means that he will not be able to break through our defense for a while, we just need to wait patiently, the sect will definitely come back to save us!"
However, another disciple said with a sad face: "Brother, we are all trapped here. The entire central mountain forest is isolated by the magic circle. There are still two days before the end of the competition. The sect has not received a call for help. How can we
Come to rescue us?"
Zhang Tingruo's eyes flashed and he said loudly: "Hold on for two days over there! After two days, when the sect sees that no one is out, they will definitely come in to check!"
"Two days?"
The disciple shook his head bitterly, "How can we last for two days just by relying on us?"
"You can do it if you can, you have to do it if you can't! Have you forgotten the significance of this competition organized by the sect? Isn't it just for us to maintain an enterprising heart when facing powerful enemies?!"
Upon hearing this, the disciple's expression changed and he stopped talking.
"Everyone, hurry up and replenish your spiritual power. Even if the magic circle is broken by then, we are determined not to surrender and be used by the devil as nourishment for cultivation!"
Everyone nodded after hearing this, silently took out the elixir, sat in the magic circle and began to regulate their breathing.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Suddenly there was a burst of applause in the air. Zhang Tingruo looked up and saw Lord Leng Ming standing on the hilt of the sword, stroking his palms and smiling.
"What an awesome boy, what's your name? Which peak is your disciple?"
Zhang Tingruo was not afraid at all and said loudly: "Qi Yufeng, Zhang Tingruo!"
"Qi Yufeng? So you are Gao Xuan's disciple? No wonder, your temperament is so similar to that of your master, upright and resolute, which is annoying."
"Really? Thanks for the compliment!"
Lord Leng Ming laughed loudly, held the bloody sword in his hand again, and stroked the blade gently with one hand.
"What you said is true. I can't break your turtle shell for a while, but don't be too happy. Although you have many formations, they can only resist attacks from the Yuyang realm. As long as I break them layer by layer.
, it can be eliminated in less than half a day!”
Zhang Tingruo smiled coldly, his eyes flickering, "In that case, then you give it a try!"
…
The other side.
"yawn!"
Xu Jianxing woke up from the cave, rubbed his eyes, reached for a wine bottle and shook it.
"There's no more wine..."
He shook his head, jumped up from the bamboo chair, and moved his body.
"Calculating the time, it's almost time. It's time to go out and find a magic cultivator to deal with the business!"
He put the sundries in the cave into the Qiankun bag one by one, including the leftover peels and animal bones. Finally, looking at the restored cave, he smiled with satisfaction, carried a long sword on his back, and left the cave.
, walked towards the dense forest.
However, after walking for more than half a day, he didn't even meet a demon cultivator, which made him suspicious.
"Isn't it? Are you all so awesome, brothers and sisters? You haven't even finished yet, and you've killed all the demon cultivators? At least leave one for me!"
Shaking his head helplessly, he had no choice but to walk towards the central forest.
