In the far north, heiyanyuan, above heiyantai.
"You Are you the young master of Qingyun sect? "
Wan Leijie, the young master of Wan leizong, looks at the young man in horror. The young man just looks at him calmly, which makes him feel a sense of danger.
"Oh, are you the new young master of wanlei sect?"
Ling Jian pretended to ask. In fact, he had already guessed it.
"Are you the young master of Qingyun sect?"
"Well, boy, all the disciples of Qingyun sect in huangyanyuan are dead, if you are also dead..."
The elder martial brother's face was full of unspeakable extermination, which was the idea of encircling Qingyun sect's disciples in huangyanyuan. But what he had made out was that after he had made clear the identity of the other party, he had a stronger intention of killing.
"Yes? What do you count? Are you the one who killed all the people in Qingyun sect? "
Ling Jian's eyes glared fiercely in the past. His awe inspiring eyes were like swords, penetrating each other's deep brain.
"Ah."
This sudden burst of momentum made Ling Jian as sharp as a God. The elder martial brother was caught off guard, but he was directly suppressed by the latter's momentum and scared to the ground.
"Martial arts six heavy days, however, not enough, compared with the five Saint son, you are still one step behind..."
After all, the elder martial brother is also the person who has been at the peak of martial arts for a long time. Although Ling Jian's sudden outburst of superior momentum scared him, it didn't cause any substantial damage to him. After a moment, he returned to normal, and his eyes were cold, staring at Ling Jian.
Exposed the momentum, but also exposed the realm of his cultivation.
"It seems that you are indeed the young master of Qingyun sect. You have a unique upper breath, but you can't hide it from me. However, I don't care if you are the young master of Qingyun sect. As long as you are a disciple of Qingyun sect, this is enough."
"Kill
Wan Leijie doesn't talk nonsense any more. When he looks at the elder martial brother, he stomps on the ground. The figure shoots out and covers Ling Jian. He is a brave man of art. With the cooperation of his pupil skill, he is not afraid of Ling Jian, a top martial artist who is even higher than him.
Such a scene, but also let the black burning platform around the disciples of wanleizong, have excited unceasingly, can not help but applaud.
"Little Lord, come on
"Young master, kill the man of Qingyun sect!"
The noise from all around fell into Ling Jian's ears. As soon as he lifted the corner of his mouth, he showed a gloomy smile, but he stood in the same place and slowly closed his eyes.
"Death is coming, so make a mystery!"
Wan Leijie, who is fast approaching Ling Jian, can't help but sneer when he sees that the other party is so deep and fearless. Is this guy insane because he is frightened by the momentum of their joint efforts
"Something's wrong. This boy can't live up to his name. It's rumored that he really hurt the two holy sons qianshilang."
The elder martial brother followed him, but his ferocious face became solidified. He had a preconceived idea, but he didn't despise Ling Jian. Instead, he was very alert. He thought of Er Shengzi's coming back from Yuntian mountain range, and the high-level of the sect agreed that he might be seriously injured by the people of Qingyun sect, and that dagger was the core and important disciple of Qingyun sect My personal keepsake.
According to their investigation of wanlei sect, before and after the qianshilang incident, the second son of wanlei sect, two people of Qingyun sect had entered the Yuntian mountain range. One was the young leader in front of him, and the other was said to be the eldest martial sister of Qingyun sect. She was highly cultivated in martial arts. Up to now, she has not come out of the Yuntian mountain range and is still practicing in it.
How can this boy be an ordinary person if he is going to leave the world and become an idiot?
His preconceptions made him wary of Ling Jian's strange changes at the moment. When Wan Leijie was infinitely close to Ling Jian, his wariness suddenly became a bad premonition, which covered his whole body and made him tremble all over.
"Little master, be careful!"
The elder martial brother exclaimed in surprise. His bad premonition occupied all of his body. However, just as his words fell, his eyes suddenly solidified. A bright white light suddenly bloomed from the void in front of Ling Jian. The void was full of fury, disorder and ferocious distortion.
A sharp force of disorder suddenly spread out.
When this violent power spread out, the disciples of wanlei sect around heiyantai turned pale and were forced to retreat for a few steps. The dazzling white light, like the dawn through the darkness, came into their sight, making their eyes difficult and unable to open completely.
"Ah."
Some of the disciples of wanlei sect near Lingjian were flooded into their eyelids by such a dazzling light, and they suddenly gave a scream, as if their eyes had been badly damaged. Later, they were blown out for several feet by a violent force of disorder, and they were severely thrown at the edge of Heiyan platform, spitting blood.The elder martial brother could not avoid it. He was not spared. The violent force was really strange and sudden. The dazzling white light made his vision blurred. When he wanted to see what was going on, he felt the pain from his eyes.
When he tried his best to resist the fierce force, it was like a wave, one wave after another, and it was almost endless. At the end of the frenzy, his resolute body, who had resisted with all his strength and stopped at the same place, was completely blown away under the shock wave force like a wave, and fell further away in an instant, spitting out a mouthful of old blood .
"Young master of wanlei sect, you think that if the people of Qingyun sect are easy to bully, it's a big mistake."
"Besides, you are like killing a dog when you kill the people of Qingyun sect. The young master killed you today. Take your head and pay homage to those disciples who were killed by wanlei sect!"
Ling Jian's voice is cold and full of killing intention. Suddenly, he stops working and grabs at the void. A spacious sword full of riot sword spirit is directly blooming in front of Wan Leijie's eyes.
With the lack of aura, the violent power contained in the sword gradually converged, but instead, it showed a sense of grandeur and edge.
"You Are you the boy in Yuntian mountain range? "
"You talk a lot."
Ling Jianwei was stunned, and his tone was solemn. With a strange radian, he was born in Wan Leijie's fright. Some of them didn't know how to resist, and cut him in the other side's neck.
Wan Leijie's neck flew out, and the blood dyed Ling Jian's body red.
"I'll use your head..."
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