Chapter 1798

With a leap, Hong Wuming had already landed in the contest space, but his aura was extremely domineering, as if he had reached the realm of perfection.

Hong Wuming was a disciple of the main sect, and he was considered a super genius in the Taishang sect. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by Yang Ling all the time, so he appeared to be unknown and not well-known.

In fact, Hong Wuming's strength is still very strong.

This time, Hong Wuming held his breath in the Taishang martial arts competition. He must stand out and make a name for himself, so he was very cautious when facing Lin Yi.

"start!"

Hong Wuming took the lead in making a move, threw a sword decisively, and rushed towards Lin Yi. Once he struck, he used all his strength and terrifying swordsmanship to wrap around Lin Yi at once, as if he wanted to kill Lin Yi directly.

All the disciples stared wide-eyed, terrified, "Senior Brother Hong is really amazing!"

"Senior Brother Hong is not as good as Senior Brother Yang Ling, but he is still a genius. If there is no Senior Brother Yang Ling, Senior Brother Hong will probably become a big disciple!"

"That's right, I don't know how many moves Lin Yi can take!"

"Hmph, you underestimate Lin Yi too much. I heard that Lin Yi and Senior Brother Yang Ling are not the same in strength!"

Lin Yi was not in a hurry to draw his sword, but kept dodging. Hong Wuming's swordsmanship was overbearing and fierce, but it didn't touch Lin Yi's body at all. From this, it can be seen that there is a huge gap in strength between the two.

With an angry roar, Hong Wuming decisively released the cosmic world in his body, and a powerful power of heaven covered him. Combined with the sword of the source tool, it was also powerful enough to sweep everything away. Few people in the Taishang sect could match it.

It's a pity that Hong Wuming met Lin Yi.

"Sword out!" Lin Yi slapped the palm of his hand, and then he took out the blood-colored sword. Suddenly, a powerful blood-colored sword energy spread like a storm, twisting the contest space, and extreme events happened. Strong vibration.

Hong Wuming knew that Lin Yi was powerful, and there was no way out at this time, so he had to forcefully go up, exploding his internal power and the universe's heavenly way to the limit. Lin Yi rushed forward, with the momentum to sweep away everything.

Lin Yi was fearless, with a single finger, the Blood Execution Sword swept away from his body, forming a shield. No matter how powerful Hong Wuming's power was, he couldn't break through Lin Yi's defense. When the opponent was exhausted, Lin Yi Stab out with another sword to resolve the battle.

With this sword, Lin Yi's power soared, and he didn't give the opponent the slightest chance, directly cutting off Hong Wuming's retreat.

"Boom..." With a resounding sound, the entire contest space was swept away, and the sword in Hong Wuming's hand was blown out, together with Hong Wuming's body, also flew out of the contest space and landed outside the main hall.

Obviously, Hong Wuming was defeated, and he lost his temper.

"Brother Lin is indeed a real genius, Hong is convinced!" Hong Wuming sighed helplessly, turned around and drew his sword and left, but his figure was also quite desolate.

It can only be said that Hong Wuming's luck was not good. When he met people like Yang Ling and Lin Yi successively, his luck was suppressed.

"Concession!" Lin Yi put away the Blood Execution Sword and quickly jumped out of the competition space.

Yunshang and elder Shouge nodded at the same time, as if they were very satisfied. They naturally paid special attention to Lin Yi's performance.

It's just that Elder Nanfeng and the other elders looked a little ugly. They put all their money on Yang Ling, but now it seems that Lin Yi's strength is definitely not inferior to Yang Ling.

Even, Lin Yi's odds of winning are even greater.

Because just now, the masters could see that when Lin Yi was dealing with Hong Wuming, he didn't use all his strength at all. No one knew how much strength Lin Yi had used, let alone how terrifying Lin Yi's real strength was. !

Contest, continue.

After a few unexciting contests, Yunshang read out a name, which immediately lifted the spirits of the audience, "The tenth round, Wu Qing, a disciple of Batian Peak, will face Yang Ling, a disciple of the main sect!"

"Yang Ling, Senior Brother Yang!"

"Senior brother Yang Ling is finally coming out!"

"Senior brother Yang Ling will win!"

"We can only see Senior Brother Yang Ling once in a thousand years!"

"After all, he is the number one genius in the Tianheng world!"

All the disciples shouted wildly. For them, Yang Ling was their idol, and they worshiped it extremely.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, is a rising star, obviously not as popular as Yang Ling.

Sure enough, a white figure appeared in the contest space in an instant, because no one could see its speed clearly, and it was as terrifying as teleportation.

This person was Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's eyes swept down quickly, with a slight disdain in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Yang Ling, I'm asking for advice!" Afterwards, another person jumped into the competition space, and it was Wu Qing who was fighting Yang Ling.

Wu Qing is a disciple of Batian Peak, not even a disciple of the main sect. Although his strength is good, he is not at the same level as a top genius.

Wu Qing didn't expect to be able to defeat Yang Ling, but only hoped that it would be enough to have the honor to compete with Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's eyes turned cold, and he gave Wu Qing a cold look, "You know, I never show mercy or give my opponent any chance in the martial arts arena!"

Wu Qing nodded, "Brother Yang Ling's cultivation is unparalleled in the world, and I, Wu Qing, know that I am definitely no match!"

"Then what's the point?" Yang Ling chuckled, "It's better to admit defeat as soon as possible and just get off the ground, so as not to bring shame on yourself, isn't it!"

Wu Qing's face darkened slightly, "It's a shame to lose without a fight. I, Wu Qing, am willing to learn from my senior brother!"

As he said that, Wu Qing lifted his hand and took out a long knife. The golden light continuously radiated from the blade, but it was indeed a good source weapon.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Yang Ling shook his head helplessly. In a blink of an eye, he had rushed out, almost teleporting, and arrived in front of Wu Qing.

Wu Qing's face changed drastically, and he quickly slashed out the knife in his hand, slashed forward, and at the same time released the cosmic way of heaven, not daring to underestimate it.

With the first cut, Wu Qing used all his strength, which showed his fear and fear of Yang Ling.

Naturally, Yang Ling didn't take Wu Qing seriously, and before he even released his weapon, he confronted Wu Qing's source weapon with his bare hands.

In an instant, with a slap of Yang Ling's palm, Wu Qing's strength was broken. As if entering a land of no one, his palm directly pinched the long knife in Wu Qing's hand, and did not move.

Wu Qing wanted to attack or take back the source weapon, but he was powerless. The gap between him and Yang Ling was too great.

"Get off!" Yang Ling was not polite, and he slapped Wu Qing's body. Wu Qing's body was like a kite with a broken string. A few mouthfuls of blood, obviously seriously injured.

"Wow……"

"Senior brother Yang Ling is amazing..."

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the audience!