There was a light overlapping on the stage, and everyone's eyes were filled with a flash. Lin Yun and Zhang Ziling were both standing there, without moving at all.

However, Zhang Ziling's sword had been unsheathed, and Lin Yun's sword was still in the sheath. When Mingzong saw this scene, he couldn't help but look shocked and was extremely excited.

"This Zhang Ziling is so strong. As he said, Ye Qingtian really has no chance to draw his sword." Qu Duan sighed.

On the Fengyuntai, Lin Yun said lightly: "Don't shake your head."

Zhang Ziling put his sword back into the sheath, and his sword body slowly penetrated into the sheath. His eyes showed disdain and he didn't care what the other party said.

As the sword body was completely inserted into the sheath, he shook his head slightly and smiled: "Ye Qingtian, you are dead."

He smiled relaxedly, with a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth, and his head shaking was normal, and everything was extremely natural.

But everyone in the audience was stunned, their faces were pale and their souls were trembling.

What a horrifying scene!

Many people covered their mouths and their eyes were almost glaring out. Qu Duan, who was eager to try, sat down, and his heart was beating wildly.

He tried hard to cover his heart, fearing that his heart would jump out.

Li Yanxian had some guesses, but when he saw this scene, his cheeks still trembled slightly, and his legs and feet seemed to have become soft.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Ziling also saw this scene, and then his vision became wider and he felt that his body had become much lighter.

He felt himself flying up, his perspective turned, and he saw that the expressions in the eyes of Mingzong were all extremely frightened.

Then, he finally saw a headless body. He wanted to smile and tell his fellow disciples not to be afraid. Ye Qingtian was dead.

But he suddenly couldn't laugh. In the headless body's hand, he saw a very familiar holy sword.

My sword?

He was still flying, flying to Lin Yun. The two of them looked at each other and Lin Yun said, "Don't shake your head if you said it a long time ago, it will fall."

thump!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ziling's head landed like a ball, and then he rolled out.

This was an extremely terrifying scene. Many people didn't see clearly what was going on, and they didn't even see the light.

I only saw Zhang Ziling coming on stage, and then shook his head habitually.

It would be fine if I didn't shake it, but with a slight move, my whole head flew out directly.

This exaggerated scene scared everyone present.

Zhang Ziling said very well under the stage. After he actually went up, he didn't even know how to die.

The four holy land leaders who were eager to try and stood up had an extremely ugly face. They pretended to be nothing and sat down again, pretending to have seen nothing.

"Ye Qingtian, you are so brave!"

In the quiet martial arts arena, a sudden sound of exposure came, but the face of the Mingzong Jiuyang Bansaint turned black.

Swish!

The man in black with a hat beside him turned into a terrifying geek and rushed to the wind and cloud platform silently.

Bang!

Then he suddenly took action, his black clothes were blown to pieces, and a stream of green holy aura lingered out.

"Semi-Saint?"

Everyone was shocked and their faces changed drastically.

"court death!"

Shi Feng, a half-saint of Heavenly Dao Sect, was furious in an instant and raised his hand and was about to rush up and lift it, but the half-saint of Jiuyang was prepared.

He flew and pressed his palm on his shoulder.

"Hehe, Shi Feng Bansaint, what do you want to do?" Jiuyang Bansaint said coldly: "Don't break the rules."

"roll!"

Shi Feng was too lazy to argue with him, and his holy spirit surged, so he took action to meet him.

Ye Qingtian is now a swordsman who is just like a fake one. If he dies like this, he can even think of it with his toes that the sect will definitely not let him go.

"You dog guy, you actually brought two half-saints. You Mingzong is really despicable!" Shi Feng was furious.

"Hmph, Donghuang is not the Tiandao Sect who has the final say, and there is no way to say that the semi-saints on the Fengyuntai are on the stage."

Jiuyang half-saint competed against each other and sneered endlessly.

The two of them fought three moves, and the holy energy was stimulating, and everyone around them flew out.

The battle between the semi-saints was impossible to intervene.

But suddenly, an uproar sounded again in the martial arts arena, and countless people's eyes looked extremely surprised.

Even the semi-saints were too lazy to look at the battle, and their eyes were all on the Fengyuntai, with a look of shock.

How is this possible?

"Elder Shi Feng!"

Wang Ziyue suddenly lost his voice and said tremblingly: "Senior Brother Ye..."

"What's wrong with him?" Shi Feng asked anxiously. This kid is waiting to hold on.

Wang Ziyue said in a tone that he couldn't believe it: "Senior Brother Ye... he doesn't seem to be afraid of the semi-saint."

"What?!"

Shi Feng Bansheng was stunned immediately, and without much care, he looked directly at Fengyuntai.
Chapter completed!