Two figures stood facing the wind. The one on the left had white eyebrows and beard, and his face was full of gloom. His eyes were shining, and he had an extremely fierce aura. He was staring coldly at Ling Feng.
The person on the right was Xia Yun. He said solemnly: "Elder Zi, can you see clearly?"
"On that day, Zi Rui injured Yun Meng and two disciples at our Lingwu Academy. Ling Feng took action in anger, which is justified both emotionally and rationally."
"What's more, although he is suspected of pretending to be a disciple of the Holy Mountain, he has nothing to do with the murder of Ling Sun."
"snort!"
Elder Zi's face darkened, and a look of anger and sadness disappeared in a flash.
His grandson is dead!
When the news came back to the Medicine Sect, he was so angry that he wanted to kill the entire Lingwu Academy and Lingcheng. However, Zi Rui had done too many evil things in the Medicine Sect. Even the sect leader and the elders were quite angry.
.
He came here this time to win the support of the sect master and the elders, but unfortunately he failed.
Therefore, he can only come alone.
As for Ling Feng, although he really wanted to kill him, with Xia Yun protecting him, the latter's strength was not inferior to him at all, which made him feel a little helpless.
"Ling Sun's death is regrettable."
Xia Yun said faintly: "But it has nothing to do with our Lingwu Academy, but the Yin Sect disciples. In the end, the Yin Sect disciples also died in the hands of the monster..."
He sighed softly.
Elder Zi's face was as red as blood, and he felt great hatred in his heart. He, his favorite grandson, died inexplicably, and the culprit had already been killed. And those three people were from the Yin Sect and had lost the support of the sect leader. Could it be that
Should he be allowed to kill the Yin Sect alone?
"Humph, no matter who kills my grandson, I will let him die!"
Elder Zi's face turned purple and blue, and he hesitated again and again. He could only hold back his anger and said with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Dean Xia, Zi has disturbed me, so I'll take my leave now!"
After saying that, he flew down like a big bird, rushed straight away, and disappeared in Lingwu Academy in the blink of an eye.
"call"
Xia Yun watched Elder Zi leave and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Now the Medicine Sect was not something Lingwu Academy could compete with. If Elder Zi really wanted to attack Ling Feng, he would have no choice but to fight.
However, he has his taboos, and Elder Zi also has his taboos.
Nowadays, it can be said that the entire Medicine Sect is quite critical of him. The disciples stay away from him, even the sect leader. If there is no conclusive evidence, he has provoked the Medicine Sect to provoke Lingwu Academy, Lingcheng, etc., and even Yin
Zong, that would be even more disadvantageous for him.
In the evening, Ling Feng returned to the thatched house, followed by the golden lion.
"Nuo, break through the martial arts master as soon as possible."
Ling Feng threw a Crystal Condensation Pill to the Golden Lion, and the latter was already a level 9 warrior beast. It was just one step away from the enemy. Ling Feng also hoped that it would become more powerful.
"Ouch"
The golden lion roared with joy, immediately swallowed the crystal pill, ran into the grass, and broke through alone.
"Xiao Feng, my sister will bake a whole tiger for you today!"
Ling Qing's smile was as bright as a flower, and she skillfully cleaned a white tiger, her eyes full of spring breeze.
Today, Ling Feng advanced to the final battle, which made Xiao Nizi overjoyed. The once frail boy and dark and skinny girl have grown up, which is worthy of celebration.
"Pfft"
After about an hour, a white tiger had been roasted to a golden color, and the golden oil kept dripping down. The fragrance floated far away, making Ling Feng's throat tremble.
Then, Ling Feng and Ling Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, tore off two animal legs, and chewed them until their mouths were filled with oil...
The crescent moon hung high, and Ling Feng's eyes were heavy. The promotion battle was over, and the top sixteen were decided. But he knew that every battle in the future would not be easy, because anyone who could advance to the final battle would be
Five or six level martial arts masters, while Leng Xue, Long Hao and others are definitely ninth level martial arts masters, or even stronger.
Of course, it wasn't them that worried Ling Feng the most, but...
"Just tonight!"
His eyes condensed, he took out two Jinxuan stones, smashed them with a little reluctance, and poured all the golden energy into his mouth.
Then, he took out another Condensing Pill and put it into his mouth.
"Boom"
The next moment, a huge amount of spiritual energy and golden energy exploded in his mouth and rushed into his body rapidly...
On the fourth day, the ultimate battle begins!
Both the elders of the spiritual dean and the elders of the Lingmen came. They sat cross-legged on the makeshift viewing platform, their eyes bright and filled with great anticipation.
This time, Mo Ling's final battle was evenly matched, and eight people were promoted.
It was just dawn, and the spiritual courtyard was already crowded and dark. Some people had come early to occupy a favorable position, and some people had already climbed up the hill on the edge of the battle platform, so that they could see more
clear.
The crowd was buzzing with voices, soaring into the sky, and everyone was looking forward to it!
Not long after, Mo Ling and the top 16 came. Everyone from the two major forces cheered, especially the disciples of Lingwu Academy. They were very excited. They had always been suppressed by Mo Yunzong, and this year they were finally proud and proud.
On the Lingwu Academy side, Dugu Yuyue, Aori, Li Xuan, Wang Qiushui, Mo Kong, Qian Gao, Li Jue, Ling Feng.
Mo Yunzong is Lengxue, Long Hao, Sun Tian, Shui Linglong, Leng Yu, Han Tian, Zhong Xingyun, and Jiang Yu.
The top sixteen!
And today, the top eight and top four will be decided, how can people not be excited?
"Sister Dugu Yuyue, we will definitely win!"
"Senior Brother Aori, you can definitely reach the top four!"
This is the roar of people struggling. Lingwu Academy has been extremely frustrated for so many years. They are eager for a hearty victory.
"Who can stop the cold-blooded senior brother?"
"If Senior Brother Long Hao takes action, everyone will be killed instantly!"
The people of Mo Yun Sect gave a strong counterattack, and they also needed a big victory to defend Mo Yun Sect's status.
Compared to everyone else, the top 16 were much calmer.
Dugu Yuyue, Ao Ri and others stood side by side, their eyes sparkling. They were also eager to try. They had been looking forward to this battle for too long, even Lengxue, Long Hao and others.
In this regard, Ling Feng was calm and calm, but he had a strong self-confidence in his bones. Over the course of a night, he became even more different.
In the center of the spiritual courtyard, the four battle platforms have now been combined into one battle platform, twenty feet in length and breadth, and the cracked steel and wood have been re-riveted.
The sun is clear, and the top 16 take the stage to draw lots for a decisive battle!
The first battle, Aori versus Leng Yu!
For a moment, the entire audience was silent, and everyone stared at Ao Ri and Leng Yu. Soon, they both slowly walked onto the stage.
Ao Ri was holding a battle sword in his hand, and he looked unparalleled in his dominance, while Leng Yu was holding a battle spear in his hand, like a green bamboo, but his sharp aura could not be concealed.
"Whoosh" "Whoosh"
There was a sudden gust of wind, leaving two afterimages in place, and Ao Ri and Leng Yu also killed them quickly, feeling like a breeze.
"choke"
The war sword slashed down, and the eight martial crystal air currents were instantly swung down, cutting the air and bursting. The steel and wood trembled, and there was a constant rattling sound.
Leng Yu's eyes sparkled, and his war spear thrust out across the sky, like a blue lightning, fighting fiercely with the war sword.
"Ding ding..."
The whole battle stage was filled with trembling sounds. Both Ao Ri and Leng Yu showed their power to kill the younger generation in an instant. The eighth-level martial arts masters were shocking.
"Three styles of wind chimes!"
Leng Yu shouted loudly, thrust out his war spear, and a burst of energy burst in mid-air, forming a stream of light that shot straight towards Aori.
This is earth-level martial arts!
"Sword Overlord Technique!"
Ao Ri hummed softly, his war sword glowed, and eight martial crystal air currents condensed on the war sword, and he bravely faced it.
"when"
The martial crystal airflow exploded, Leng Yu groaned, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Although he was also an eighth-level martial artist, he was still inferior to Ao Ri.
"Wind Chime Style 2!"
He turned around and charged forward, and three rays of energy struck him instantly, like three steel knives flying out, causing the steel and wood to be torn apart and leaving marks. The air around him buzzed and trembled, and cracked like water waves.
.
This power is much stronger than before.
"Second Form of the Sword Overlord Technique!"
At the same time, Ao Ri roared, and the battle sword emitted a brilliant light. He slashed down with one sword, and a terrifying sonic boom sounded. The sword chopped three wind blades into pieces one after another. With a "dang" sound, they struck down on the battlefield.
On the spear, the huge force knocked Leng Yu away.
His arms were numb, and Aori was a bit scarier than he thought.
"Wind Chime Style 3!"
Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and shouted angrily, thrust out his war spear lightly, and immediately, nine wind blades flew out of the sky, dazzling, and they all headed towards Aori.
"Is this all your strength?"
Ao Ri smiled coldly, showing no sign of fear. He raised his sword across the air and struck out with a smooth strike.
"Bo"
A ripple formed in the air, forming a sword. It was formed by the condensed airflow of eight martial crystals. It was only one inch long. When it flew out, the entire battle platform was trembling slightly. The steel under Ao Ri's feet
The wood dented instantly.
This is the third form of Ba Jian Jue!
"Puff..."
When the nine wind blades touched the small sword, they shattered one after another, forming ripples of martial crystals. The small sword also dimmed, but Yu Wei still killed Leng Yu.
"Block it for me!"
Leng Yu's face was moved, he tried his best to resist, and shattered the small sword with a spear.
"Shua"
At this moment, a war sword pierced the air. With a "dang" sound, the war spear flew away. The sword's edge was like lightning and pierced Leng Yu's shoulder, killing him alive.
"Boom"
The next moment, Ao Ri's face suddenly turned cold. He knocked down his war sword and slapped Leng Yu hard on the steel wood. The war sword sharply tore out a big hole, blood gurgled out, and Leng Yu was
After struggling fiercely, he finally couldn't get up.
Leng Yu is defeated!
At this moment, the disciples of Mo Yun Sect were all a bit dumb, their expressions were dim, and the previous excitement was extinguished instantly as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on them.
That Aori was not so powerful, he could easily defeat even an eighth-level martial artist, which made many people fear him.