Bang!

The sound of closing the door echoed in the Lingyu Hall. Ye Ling set up the formation again, then skillfully placed the outline on the table beside the bed, turned it open, and continued to look down along the content just now.

[Looking at Han Lixing's attitude towards Ye Ling, Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable, so he proposed to ask Ye Ling to give him some advice tomorrow. He believed that if he mastered that secret method, even if he was apart from two realms, he could defeat Ye Ling.]

[Lin Feng wants to defeat Ye Ling in the hall, and he wants to tell the people in the Shengtian Palace that only he can match Han Lixing.]

"Junior Sister Han, why do you think you look so beautiful?"

Ye Ling grabbed his hair and felt a little distressed. He was devoted to the truth and had never thought that way. Lin Feng liked the junior sister and said, "Why are he involved?"

"But I just don't agree." Ye Ling's eyes lit up and he thought of a countermeasure: "As long as I don't agree to give him advice, will all the problems be solved?"

Ye Ling's idea is indeed good, but unfortunately, the following content of the outline directly poured a basin of cold water on his head.

[The next day, Lin Feng came to him to discuss, but Ye Ling had been staying in his room and did not agree to him. Seeing this, Lin Feng naturally would not give up. He stood in front of Ye Ling's palace and shouted that Ye Ling was a coward.]

[Faced with Lin Feng's provocation, Ye Ling was still unmoved. Until Han Yun heard about this, he came to Lingyu Peak and forced Ye Ling to give Lin Feng a guide.]

[In the end, both of them were injured, but Ye Ling was crushed by Lin Feng.]

"Tsk, it's a headache!" Ye Ling took back the outline, removed the formation, and thought about how to break the situation tomorrow.

After a long time, he pushed open the hall door and came outside the house to look at the sky gradually being stained with darkness, and sighed quietly.

This outline seems to have become more powerful. The contents on it appeared in the previous few times had big loopholes, but this time, it directly blocked his retreat.

If Ye Ling’s master Han Yun asked him to go and have a conversation with Lin Feng, then he would have to go.

Because Han Yun picked him up from outside and gave Ye Ling a second life, Han Yun was like a father-like character to Ye Ling, so Ye Ling never refuted his orders.

"Are you really going to get rid of your arm?" Ye Ling threw a stone out of the distance in annoyance. After thinking about it for so long, he still didn't think of any good idea.

"But... speaking of the arm, I moved Lin Feng's right hand, why wasn't it shown in the outline?" Thinking of the spiritual energy he inputted into Lin Feng's arm during the day today, Ye Ling felt that he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

He raised his head, looked at the starry sky, and prayed in his heart that there would be no accident tomorrow.

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"Senior Brother, I'm here to discuss with you." Early in the morning, Lin Feng's voice appeared outside the Lingyu Hall.

"Hey, someone calls you." Tutu, who was lying on the bed, listened to the annoying voice outside and poked Ye Ling, who was still practicing with his tail.

"Don't worry about him, but to be on the safe side, you should go back to the map of mountains and rivers." Ye Ling replied calmly with his eyes closed.

"Ah oh~" Tutu covered his mouth with his tail and yawned, then gave Ye Ling a white look, and returned to the mountain and river map.

"Senior Brother? Come out, haven't you agreed to me?"

Outside, Lin Feng's voice continued, and because of his shouting, many disciples had gathered around Lingyu Peak. They were whispering, not understanding what was going on?

"Hey, second senior brother, who is this person? He dares to provoke senior brother." An ordinary disciple asked the man next to him with a cold expression.

"I don't know." The man who was called the second senior brother shook his head, and his brows were frowning, and he looked worried.

"Second Senior Brother, I know him. He is a new disciple. He was the one who was called by the palace master yesterday because of his cultivation speed too fast. What does it seem to be called? Lin Feng?" At this time, another disciple came to the second Senior Brother and said.

The second senior brother nodded, and his serious expression remained on his face.

This person's aura looks the same as him, and it is also in the early stage of the Golden Pill, but he always feels that Lin Feng can easily defeat him.

"Why didn't he come out?" The second senior brother looked at the Lingyu Hall where the gate was closed, and thought with confusion.

At this time, Ye Ling had already learned about the situation outside through his spiritual sense, but he was still not in a hurry. He was waiting for his master Han Yun to come.

As time passed slowly, Ye Ling outside the hall was still yelling there, and more and more disciples were surrounding him. In the end, several elders even appeared nearby.

Of course, there were also disciples who didn't like Ye Ling as well and shouted at Lingyu Hall:

"Senior Brother, come out and teach this newcomer a lesson!"

"Hmph, this is the case with the newcomer. Senior brother, come out quickly and let him know what the rules are."

"That's right, the eldest brother came out to teach him a lesson."

Such sounds were coming and going around Lingyu Peak.

"quiet!"

The sudden rebuke immediately calmed the noisy peaks.

Everyone looked at Han Yun who had appeared here for some time, and except Lin Feng, bowed collectively.

"I already know the matter, Ling'er, just come out and give him some advice." Han Yun removed the mountain protection formation of Lingyu Peak, pushed open the door, and said indifferently to Ye Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Okay." Ye Ling stood up and nodded slightly, followed Han Yun out of the Lingyu Palace.

"Master, please do it first." Ye Ling bowed slightly to Han Yun, and then flew towards the Shengtian Arena next to Shengtian Square.

"Hmph." Lin Feng snorted lightly, then followed him and flew away together. His speed was as fast as Ye Ling in the late stage of the Golden Pill.

As the two left, the disciples also scattered from Lingyu Peak and all flew towards Shengtian Square.

After all, such a good-looking drama is rare in the Holy Heaven Palace.

I remember the last time that this kind of disciples surrounded the Shengtian arena was when the second senior brother broke through the golden elixir and challenged Ye Ling.

"Junior Brother Lin, are you sure you want to ask me for advice?" Ye Ling stood on the ring with a diameter of 50 meters and asked Lin Feng.

Lin Feng met Ye Ling's eyes, his eyes full of determination: "That's right!"

"Then let's start. Since it's a guide to the competition, if you suffer serious injuries, it is inevitable." Ye Ling took out a mass-produced flying sword from the weapon refining hall and pointed it at Lin Feng, and said indifferently.

"Of course." Lin Feng was also fearless. He used the Sky-killing Blade that was warmed in his dantian to pose in a strange position.

The two of them didn't say anything anymore and just stood in a quiet confrontation.

Sudden!

A breeze blew by, and Lin Feng took the lead in attacking Ye Ling.

bite!

The black sword blade slashed hard on the white sword blade, leaving a small gap. Seeing this, Ye Ling kicked Lin Feng away with one kick, and then retreated to the back.

Lin Feng, who was kicked away by Ye Ling, held the Sky-killing Blade to the ground and finally stabilized his body. Looking at Ye Ling, who was thirty meters away from him, Lin Feng had to admit that he lost the first collision.

Although Lin Feng thinks that his strength is comparable to Ye Ling, the difference in cultivation is there. Compared with strength, he is indeed inferior to Ye Ling.

However, this competition cannot be won by strength alone.

Bang!

Lin Feng attacked Ye Ling again, and this time the speed was much faster than before.

Not far away, Ye Ling looked at Lin Feng who was running wildly like him, threw the flying sword in his hand aside calmly, closed his eyes, stretched out his index finger and middle fingers to face each other, and recited an obscure spell.

Lin Feng, who was only ten meters away from Ye Ling, looked at his movements and raised a curve on his lips: "What? Do you want to admit defeat? You--"

The burning sensation from his right arm made Lin Feng not continue to say anything. He looked at Ye Ling, who was only five meters away from him, and asked in disbelief: "What did you do?"

Ye Ling opened his eyes, and the smile on his face made Lin Feng feel very sarcastic: "It's nothing, just a little spell. If you move forward a little, your arms may be gone."

"Hmph! Who are you lying to?" Ye Ling said in surprise.

"Oh?" Ye Ling was a little surprised, then closed his eyes and recited a small spell again.

"Stop! Stop!" Lin Feng shouted quickly, and a more intense burning sensation came from his arm forced him to admit the fact that what Ye Ling said was true.

"How is it? Isn't it uncomfortable? If you admit defeat, I will lift the spell on your arm." Ye Ling controlled the flying sword and paddled under his butt, and said with a very leisurely expression.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and looked at Han Lixing floating in the sky not far away, and a sinister thought arose in his heart.

Lin Feng made a discouraged expression and said with his eyes blank: "Senior Brother, I lost."

Although he said he had admitted defeat, his voice was very small and his steps slowly approached Ye Ling.

Four meters.

Three meters.

Two meters.

Whoosh~

Lin Feng took the Sky-killing Blade and slashed towards Ye Ling fiercely.

"As long as you meet him, he will definitely die." Lin Feng thought with red eyes.

Bang!

Ye Ling waved his hand and formed a barrier of spiritual energy in front of him, blocking the blood sprayed from the front.

"Oh~" Ye Ling looked at Lin Feng who had lost his hands and lying on the ground, and shook his head pity: "I said it all, if you move forward, your arm will be gone. You don't believe it yet, now it's okay."

"Puff!" Lin Feng spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at his right arm that had been scattered all over the ground and lay on the ground in dismay.

He lost!

He lost a lot. He lost completely after just a few minutes of this competition, and even used despicable means to do so, but he still did not win.

Is there really that big gap between him and Ye Ling?
Chapter completed!