Two strong male voices echoed in the square. They fell from the sky. One was wearing white clothes and the other was wearing a black robe.
Han Yi's chest rose and fell, and he continued to pant. It was obvious that he had stimulated the power of his bloodline and rushed forward with all his strength. The consumption on him was also very huge. Most of the spiritual energy in his dantian had been consumed. His body was bearing the violent power of his bloodline and was extremely exhausted.
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Han Qianyou held Han Yi's shoulder with one hand, his black robes flying, and an invisible aura emanating from the two of them, like two unsheathed swords.
Elder Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy smile on his face.
"Master."
"Palace Master."
The disciples from the outer Tianmen and the inner Hanyun Palace shouted respectively.
"This guy is really..." Li Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, "The way he appears is so impressive, I am so envious and jealous."
However, Li Mo's last sentence brought a 180-degree turn. Originally, Yu Fei'er thought Li Mo was worried about Han Yi, but when she heard this sentence, she rolled her eyes.
"Li Mo, can you not be so embarrassing?" Yu Feier instantly rushed to the copper pillar where Li Mo was and kicked him down.
"Ah, you murdered your husband."
Boom...Li Mo fell to the square with his arms and legs spread out, and his screams stopped abruptly.
The disciples of Tianmen all turned their heads away with embarrassed expressions. It's really embarrassing. Master, can you not be so cheerful and nonsensical? After all, you were once the number one genius in the outer palace. This will damage your tall and majestic image.
ah.
Mu Fangyun wailed in his heart.
Fortunately, the current sect leader is still relatively normal. Thinking of this, the Tianmen disciples all looked at Han Yi with reverence in their eyes. After all, the battle between Han Yi and Li Huang in the Outer Palace Competition had already proven his strength. Now,
He may not be inferior to Li Molai at all.
"Hahaha, Mu Mu, you just came back now, do you want to worry about me?" Qiu Linglong flew over from the copper pillar and slapped Han Yi on the shoulder.
Han Yi staggered, almost losing his balance, and his face became even paler. The injury he suffered in the battle of Hai Clan's siege of the city has not yet healed, and he has traveled a long way back to Ling Mansion. Now he is extremely weak.
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"Hey, Mu Mu, are you okay?" Qiu Linglong's face changed slightly, and she grabbed Han Yi's arm, full of worry.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just exhausted and a little too weak."
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
"Haha, Junior Brother Han, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you have already broken through from the late stage of Lingzong to the middle stage of Lingjiang. Your advancement speed makes me ashamed of myself, senior brother." Li Mo shook his head and lamented.
"Senior Brother Mo, please stop attacking me. With your cultivation in the late Lingzong period, you have entered the top twenty on the spiritual list. In terms of combat power, how many people in this huge spiritual palace can compare with you?
.If you become a spiritual general, perhaps only Senior Brother Han Qianyou can fight you." Han Yi said and looked at Han Qianyou beside him.
"Han Qianyou, I have admired your name for a long time." Han Qianyou cupped his fists towards Li Mo and smiled slightly.
"Senior Brother Han is joking. I should be the one to say what I have admired for so long." Li Mo also clasped his fists towards Han Qianyou, his eyes blazing with an unconcealable fighting spirit.
Han Qianyou was a little surprised. It seemed that Li Mo was also a militant person.
"If you have a chance, you and I can learn from each other."
"That's what I meant." Li Mo grinned.
"Brother Han, long time no see." Ji Xuanyou came to Han Yi's side at some point and finally intervened.
"Brother Xuanyou, long time no see, your cultivation has also reached the middle stage of the Spiritual General." Han Yi said with a smile.
"Yes." Ji Xuanyou nodded, "There is someone I think you should meet."
Ji Xuanyou stepped aside, and Mo Yu, who was standing behind him, walked up and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Senior Brother Mo Yu." Han Yi was surprised by Mo Yu's change. He looked up and down at Mo Yu, who had disheveled hair and was wearing linen clothes. He exuded the aura of a Ling Sect monk, with a hint of indifference in his eyes, "Congratulations." Han Yi
smiled.
"I have to thank Junior Brother Han for his enlightenment."
"Senior Brother Mo Yu is serious. If you don't realize it in your heart, no matter how much Han Yi says, it will be useless."
"Back." Elder Mu appeared in front of everyone with a smile.
"Elder Mu." Han Yi and Han Qianyou held their hands.
"Well, now that we're back, let's get ready."
"yes."
"Wait a minute." At this moment, a discordant voice rang out, and Zhou Lingyang, who was standing on the copper pillar, said with a cold face, "Elder Mu, the challenge time limit for the Spirit Ranking Competition has passed, and they are no longer qualified to challenge again.
The Lingbang disciples have issued a challenge."
Elder Mu frowned. According to the regulations of the Ling Mansion, what Zhou Lingyang said was indeed good. Han Yi and Han Qianyou both missed the time and were not eligible to challenge.
Elder Han Yimu didn't care much. He might not have the strength to participate in the Lingfu War now, but Han Qianyou must participate no matter what. There is no doubt about this.
"If Elder Mu makes an exception and allows them to challenge, it will undoubtedly be unfair to the disciples being challenged."
"So, disciple thinks..."
Murong Zhen and Situ Kong looked at Zhou Lingyang who was speaking, and narrowed their eyes. An invisible energy locked on his body at the same time, and a feeling of extreme danger exploded in his mind.
Zhou Lingyang felt like thorns on his back, with chills all over his body. He glanced back at Murong Zhen and Situ Kong with difficulty, his throat rolled, and his words stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence.
"So, what do you think?" Elder Mu turned back to look at Zhou Lingyang, waved his hand, and the energy that Murong Zhen and Situ Kong released and enveloped him disappeared immediately.
Zhou Lingyang breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was still a little ugly. Murong Zhen and Situ Kong naturally did not dare to do anything in front of Elder Mu, but the qi machine lock just now was undoubtedly a warning to him. His mind was racing with thoughts, and he took a few breaths
Then Zhou Lingyang spoke again.
"So the disciple believes that if Elder Mu insists on breaking the rules and making an exception for them to challenge, the challenged disciple should also retain the right of the challenged disciple to enter the Ethereal Ancient Pagoda for trial."
"Of course, since they missed the challenge time, their challenge must have certain restrictions. For example, they must defeat the top twenty disciples on the spiritual list to be considered successful."
"Is there any more?" Elder Mu asked calmly.
"Disciple can only put forward these simple conditions. For other matters, we need to seek the opinions of our senior brothers." Zhou Lingyang replied.
"What do you think?" Elder Mu looked at the Lingbang disciples on the left and then at the Lingbang disciples on the right.
"Disciple and others have no objection." Almost all the Lingbang disciples said in unison. They are not stupid enough to seek death like Zhou Lingyang. Han Yi and the others don't care. Even though he is the direct disciple of the Lord of the Palace,
The master of the palace will not bully his disciples based on his status. But Han Qianyou is different. As the founder and master of the left palace of Hanyun Palace, even if he is magnanimous and does not care about it, the spiritual list disciples under him will not
Make you feel better.
In the inner palace, nearly one-third of the Lingbang disciples are affiliated with Hanyun Palace. It is conceivable that if Han Qianyou offends Han Qianyou, his days in the Lingfu will probably come to an end. Besides, he was ranked second on the list just now.
Murong Zhen and Situ Kong, who ranked third, both expressed their positions. They stood for Han Qianyou.
It would be extremely foolish to continue bargaining under such circumstances.
"Okay, since no one has made any more requests, let's do as Zhou Lingyang said." Elder Mu turned around and looked at Han Qianyou and Han Yi, "Do you two still want to challenge?"
"Of course I want to challenge." Han Qianyou and Han Yi replied in unison.
"Junior Brother Han, please take a rest first. How about letting Senior Brother come first?"
"Yeah." Han Yi knew that Han Qianyou wanted to buy himself some time to recover, so he didn't refuse. He stepped back a distance and sat down cross-legged. He took out a dozen bottles of Bi Ling Dan and opened one.
He raised his head and swallowed, forming a cultivation seal with one hand to refine the medicinal power.
Ji Xuanyou, Qiu Linglong, Li Mo, Yu Feier and others stood beside him, forming a half circle to prevent anyone from disturbing his recovery of spiritual energy.
Han Qianyou took one step forward and appeared in the formation space across a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant. His long black hair was slightly fluttering, his delicate face had a faint smile on his lips, and he exuded a temperament that was as if he had read
A gifted man of poetry and calligraphy.
"Oh my God, Han Qianyou, I have been in the inner palace for four years, and this is the first time I have seen this legendary figure. He is really handsome." A certain female disciple's eyes were full of peach blossoms.
"If I can marry him in this life, my life will be complete." Another female disciple clasped her fingers together in a prayer gesture.
"Marry him, so stop dreaming. As long as I can say a word to him, my life will not be in vain."
"Yes, yes, as long as I can say a word to him, this life will not be in vain." All the female disciples agreed.
The male disciples around looked at the girls they liked, each with a peach blossom look on their face, gritting their teeth but feeling helpless.
However, after listening to the words of the female disciples, the male disciples felt a little better. Han Qianyou was extremely talented, so he naturally looked down on these ordinary inner disciples, so they naturally did not need to be angry about it, but they thought of the girl they liked.
There will always be a place left for Han Qianyou in their hearts, and they are extremely depressed.
Many male disciples looked at Han Qianyou with unkind eyes, but most of them still looked at him with awe and admiration.
"Who will fight with me?"
Han Qianyou's clear voice echoed, and the disciples watching from the outside were all breathing rapidly, and their chests were rising and falling violently. That was the posture of a king. No one was qualified to be challenged by him, but he could accept the challenge from anyone.
Perhaps he is referring to a person like Han Qianyou who looks down on the crowd and is extremely domineering. He does not deliberately show it, but you can feel the majesty and pressure of a king from his body.
Number one on the spiritual list, worthy of its name.