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Ling Yan smiled at Bi Xuan and said, "The gap between realms isn't something you can resist just by wearing a full set of armor. I won't make things difficult for you, so I'll give you some time …" He didn't know what kind of system Fang He was using to calculate the time, so he didn't know how to give his opponent time to understand. He could only say, "I'll wait a bit longer. If the people you're waiting for haven't arrived yet, sorry." Sensing that something was amiss in the sky, he turned around to look. Three figures were flying toward him at an extremely fast speed.

The other cultivator glanced at Bi Xuan. It was obvious to Ling Yan that they were relieved. Before long, the three men landed beside Bi Xuan. One of them, Ling Yan, recognized the young sect leader, who had been brought here by an old man, who was tall and slender, had his hair tied into a bun, with a six-inch long white jade hairpin stuck horizontally on his head. However, Ling Yan could detect a trace of surprise in the old man's eyes.

The other person was a female cultivator with a very seductive appearance. She wore tight-fitting, sleeveless clothing, revealing her voluptuous and enchanting devilish body to everyone's eyes. Her pair of pure white, frosty arms were swaying with the utmost temptation, and coupled with her two slender, straight, smooth, round thighs and perky buttocks, it was a kind of static test for low-level cultivators. She was also sizing up Ling Yan with interest. Ji Xiaoqian snorted and turned her head away.

Ling Yan also felt a little unnatural when he saw the old man staring at him without saying a word. He only took a glance at that woman, Ling Yan, before withdrawing his gaze. What a joke, my Qian'er is just like a fairy, she's more than eighteen hats prettier than that woman. Ling Yan grinned and said, "Just say what you want to say. I don't have that much time to waste here!" The old man's cultivation base was at the late stage of Soul Division, and was considered to be one of the experts among the experts. The old man's cultivation level was at the late stage of Soul Division, and was considered to be one of the experts among the experts. Who wouldn't? Ling Yan did not want to cause trouble, but that did not mean he was afraid of trouble. His feet casually stood there with his hands behind his back. The aura he exuded was in no way inferior to the old man's.

The old man frowned and said, "Your cultivation level is clearly not high, but why can't I tell which level you are at?"

Ling Yan smiled. "Is that important?"

The old man smiled: "It is not important. Can you reconsider?"

Ji Xiaoqian was in a good mood when she saw that Ling Yan's gaze did not even glance at that seductive and beautiful female cultivator. She continued, "There's no need for that! As cultivators, you must place emphasis on following your fate in everything. Don't you feel that you have deviated from the original intentions of cultivators by committing such presumptuous acts? " Ji Xiaoqian's voice was clear and smooth, like a jade ball rolling on a plate, which made people feel comfortable. No matter how high your cultivation base was, you would always have an aesthetic heart. The old man was no exception, and the nearly twenty cultivators present all unconsciously revealed expressions of listening. Perhaps they were gay and reprimanded each other, but only the female cultivator's long, shapely eyebrows slanted upwards as she said with an unknown warmth, "Yo! This little sister's cultivation realm is so high! But since you have such a profound state of mind, your cultivation does not seem to be that great! " This female cultivator's cultivation was at the early stage of the Body Meteor Realm, a whole level higher than Ji Xiaoqian. Although her voice was also full of flirtatiousness, compared to Ji Xiaoqian's heavenly beautiful voice, it always gave off a vulgar feeling. Coupled with the fact that the two of them had very different etiquette, the hearts of the cultivators present were unconsciously filled with a kind of disgust.

Ji Xiaoqian rolled her eyes and lowered her head silently. She was not interested in talking to this female cultivator, but her action of bowing her head had offended someone.

The old man turned his head and shouted: "Yi Mei, shut up! It's not your turn to interrupt! "

The female cultivator called Yi Mei humphed and said, "Master, you …" Seeing that her teacher's expression wasn't good, she immediately shut her mouth and didn't dare to continue speaking. She only fiercely glared at Ji Xiaoqian.

When he saw her angrily staring at Ji Xiaoqian, his eyes flashed with a green light as he glared back at her. The aura of the crowd suddenly changed, and an overwhelming pressure rushed towards the old man, who was more than ten meters away from them. Although it was not a shocking scene, every cultivator could clearly feel the suffocating pressure, and the old man stood close to her, feeling it.

The old man looked at Ling Yan and said indifferently, "Your cultivation realm may be very high, but your strength is only mediocre. Hand over that Star Seizing Board and I will let you leave!"

Ling Yan ignored him and turned to Ji Xiaoqian, saying gently, "Qian'Er, that woman's cultivation level is higher than yours, and she's also a little stronger than yours. But she might have cultivated for twice as many years as you! You don't want to feel inferior to her, do you? "

Ji Xiaoqian raised her head in shock from the shaking of the space just now. Before she could figure out what had happened, she heard Ling Yan gently comfort her with a smile, "Brother, I lowered my head because I didn't want to talk to her. What are you thinking? I'm not as bad as you think!" Ye Zichen rolled his eyes coquettishly. His heart was filled with sweetness.

"Ugh …"

"What happened to that shake just now?"

"Mm … that girl rolled her eyes and glared at you, then we rolled our eyes and glared at her … her master stood in front of him, then started swaying."

"What?" Ling Yan spoke very quickly without any pause. Ji Xiaoqian could not understand what he meant.

"It's nothing, we're going to fight!" Ling Yan smiled and said to the old man, "I won't give you the Star Setting Plate! If you want it, then bring it on! "

The elder's expression didn't change the entire time. With a wave of his hands, the four limbs of his body were covered in a light gray, square piece of armor. His aura immediately changed; he looked like a general that commanded millions of soldiers. The cultivators behind him saw that the old man had put on the body armor, and even Yimei was standing far away. The young sect master was hiding even further away and ran to the end of the pile of cultivators.

Seeing the old man's imposing manner after he put on his protective armor, an inexplicable sense of excitement appeared in Ling Yan's heart. He whispered to Ji Xiaoqian, "Qian`er, this is the first time I'm fighting with a cultivator, and it's also a good opportunity to test my cultivation base. You should step back first!"

Ji Xiaoqian knew what Ling Yan was thinking, so she nodded gently and reminded him, "Be careful not to underestimate your opponent!" With that, she retreated.

Ling Yan stared at the old man, and the excitement in his heart gradually turned into fighting spirit. Let me see how high your cultivation is! " Ling Yan frowned slightly as he glanced towards the south, feeling a strange sensation in his heart. This sensation was very weak, and when Ling Yan tried to resense it again, he could no longer feel it. The strong fighting intent in his heart had already concealed everything as he looked at the old man with an undisguised desire for battle in his eyes.

However, he did not know what was good for him, so he did not know what was good for him. He coldly said, "That Star Setting Plate is very important to me, I swear that I will get it today, I do not care what sect you come from, but I will give you one more chance because I pity your excellent talent. As long as you hand over the Star Setting Plate, I will agree to all of your conditions." What the old man didn't know was that at this moment, this benevolent thought in his heart had saved his life.

If Ling Yan was calm right now, he might be able to grasp the difference in the old man's words. However, he only wanted to vent the irrepressible fighting intent in his heart, and automatically ignored the mystery behind the old man's words. He laughed out loud: "You seem to be very cold, but I didn't expect that after putting on the protective armor, you would be so sloppy. Haha, don't tell me you want someone like me who's been robbed to make the first move?"

Knowing that this battle was inevitable, the old man asked, "Aren't you going to wear armor?"

Ling Yan was empty-handed. He didn't even have a weapon, let alone a piece of armor. When he was mentioned by the old man, he came to his senses and cursed himself for being a rookie with insufficient fighting experience. He even challenged someone with his bare hands. Ji Xiaoqian forgot about the words she just heard from her ear. He smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I don't have any armor, but I do have a sword!" Ling Yan couldn't understand what was going on. The sword was jet-black in color, and the sword beam it emitted was actually white. It had been like this ever since it was refined, but the true energy within Ling Yan's body was not white either.

Right now, he had no time to care about this matter. He hefted the black sword over his shoulder and said to the old man, "How is it?"