Zhao Ming smiled ferociously, and took out a dark cyan elixir with a mysterious brilliance flowing on its surface from his chest. With a movement of his true energy, the elixir immediately ejected automatically, turning into a blue macro light and sent it into his mouth.

In just one breath, Zhao Ming's momentum rose steadily again, breaking through from the middle stage of the eighth level of the Houling Realm to the peak of the eighth level of the Houling Realm.

"The eighth level of the Houling Realm is at the peak of spirit gathering! He actually broke through and became a master at the eighth level of the Houling Realm."

“It’s incredible!”

"It seems that this time, Yang Ran is going to lose."

"..."

Feeling the aura emanating from Zhao Ming, everyone in the life and death stage was moved again.

At the eighth level of the Houling Realm, the peak of spirit gathering, after cultivating to this level, the true energy in a warrior's body will be transformed into a fighting spirit. The purity of the fighting spirit is far higher than that of ordinary true energy, and at the same time, the strengthening effect on the body is also

Far beyond true qi. With the strengthening of that true qi, even if ordinary martial arts are used, warriors can use their bodies to fight against ordinary swords, and their fighting power is extremely powerful. Among the disciples of the outer sect of Biyun Sect, there is an eighth-level spirit gathering in the post-spiritual realm.

There are not many people with peak cultivation.

Zheng Xiang looked at Zhao Ming with a complicated expression and let out a long breath: "It seems that this time, Yang Ran will lose."

Possessing a spiritual sword and being promoted to a strong man at the eighth level of the Houling Realm, Zhao Ming's combat power has increased several times compared to before. Although Yang Ran is strong, he cannot be Zhao Ming's opponent.

Huang Yi's face suddenly changed, becoming very ugly, and his brows were tightly knitted. He was no longer as calm as before. His body was slightly bent forward, and the true energy in his body began to surge.

Yang Ran's future is limitless. He is very likely to be promoted to an inner disciple of the Xianling Realm in the future, and his future is bright. Huang Yi doesn't want to see him die here.

Those disciples who followed Zhao Ming and were at the seventh level of the Houling Realm had been paying attention to Huang Yi. Feeling the fluctuations of Huang Yi's power aura, they couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Haha, Huang Yi, don't act rashly. Life and Death Platform

The life-and-death battle above is extremely sacred. Unless the people above admit defeat in person, outsiders must not interfere. Once they interfere, they will violate the rules of our Biyun Sect. You cannot bear this responsibility."

Huang Yi had a gloomy face, clenched his fists, and fell into silence.

The duel on the life and death platform of the Biyun Sect is extremely sacred, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere. Once they interfere, they will violate the sect rules. At the lowest, they will be expelled from the sect by having their cultivation level abolished, and at the highest, they may even be killed with a stick.

Zhao Ming was holding a spiritual knife, his face was twisted, like a wounded beast, his eyes flashed with a ferocious light and he stared at Yang Ran and said word by word: "Yang Ran, you dare to force me to this point, it is really a heinous crime.

, the crime is unforgivable. After I kill you, I will take that bitch Yang Yu home. When I get tired of playing with her, I will sell her to a brothel and make your cousin become a man of thousands.

People sleep with prostitutes, and I will not let any of you Yang family children go, I will make you all fall into hell."

The three major spiritual objects, Spirit Armor, Spirit Knife, and Spirit Pill, are the three trump cards that Zhao Ming has in his possession. Each of them is worth more than ten thousand taels of silver and is still priceless. He originally planned to use these three treasures at the outer gate of Biyun Sect.

He made a blockbuster success in the competition, seizing the identity of an inner disciple. Now that Yang Ran has forced out these three trump cards, he may not be able to make a blockbuster in the Biyun Sect's outer sect's competition, but his position as an inner disciple can be

Hanging.

You must know that Biyun Sect, as one of the three major martial arts holy places in the Han Dynasty, has a terrifying influence in the Han Dynasty. Even His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty has a status that is not as noble as the master of Biyun Sect. If he can become Biyun Sect

As an inner disciple, you can practice superior martial arts and hope to be promoted to the mysterious and mysterious realm of ancestors. This is the biggest dream of countless cultivators. Now that this dream has been destroyed by Yang Ran, naturally Zhao Ming hates Yang Ran.

It penetrates into the bones.

Hearing this, Yang Ran's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Zhao Ming, you trash, you have no chance. Today, I will kill you here. Let that beast Zhao Zaihua taste the pain of losing his loved ones.

taste."

"Trash, suffer death!"

The fierce light in Zhao Ming's eyes flashed away. He stepped on the waves and his body swayed, rushing towards Yang Ran like a tidal wave. The sword flashed, and the spiritual sword in his hand immediately slashed towards Yang Ran with many afterimages.

Yang Ran did not dare to be careless, and he concentrated to the extreme. With a display of his body skills, he retreated backwards and shuttled through the gaps between the swords.

After Zhao Ming was promoted to a strong man at the eighth level of the Soul Gathering Peak of the Houling Realm, his movement speed suddenly increased a lot, and the spiritual knife in his hand was extremely sharp. If Yang Ran didn't have the superhuman understanding of the Tao Te Ching Two Flowers Realm, he would have been able to do it.

Seeing through the gap between the light of his sword, Yang Ran had been chopped into pieces by him. Despite his amazing eyesight, Yang Ran was still surrounded by dangers and dangers in the light of his sword.

Zhao Ming's strength suddenly increased a lot, and even though his movement speed increased dramatically, his martial arts skills were still very ordinary, and his sword skills were full of flaws.

"good chance!"

A strange light flashed in Yang Ran's right eye. While dodging, he saw a flaw in Zhao Ming's sword technique at a glance. He stepped forward, twisted his body slightly, and avoided Zhao Ming's fierce attack.

The sword landed close to Zhao Ming, and a seven-injury punch hit Zhao Ming's body hard.

boom!

"Idiot! I left this flaw to you on purpose!!" With a soft sound, Zhao Ming took a punch from Yang Ran. Zhao Ming's body only swayed slightly, and then he showed a ferocious smile, holding the spiritual knife in his hand.

It turned into an afterimage and slashed towards Yang Ran.

After using the spirit armor, Zhao Ming's body has become as hard as a master who has practiced Henglian Kung Fu and has reached the level of a ninth-level psychic master in the post-spiritual realm who can use all his energy to defend himself. He is almost invulnerable and Yang Ran cannot break through it at all.

"Not good!" Yang Ran's expression suddenly changed, and his body bent hard toward the ground.

A flash of sword light flashed across Yang Ran's chest, and a huge bone-deep wound appeared on Yang Ran's chest, with large amounts of blood gushing out crazily from it.

Hua Shixian, who had been hiding in a small and exquisite attic around the square and watched secretly, was even more pale, her white little hands were twisted together, her delicate body was leaning forward, trembling slightly, and she was extremely nervous.

"Hahaha, you trash, go to hell!"

Zhao Ming succeeded in the attack, and immediately let out a ferocious laugh. He stepped forward, holding the spiritual knife and slashed at Yang Ran on the ground.

As soon as Yang Ran landed on the ground, he rolled on the ground and avoided Zhao Ming's continuous slashes.

Zhao Ming's spiritual sword fell to the ground, as if cutting tofu, and easily cut out deep holes in the Qinggangyan Life and Death Platform, which was as hard as steel. If it was cut on the human body, it would definitely be easy

If he cuts a person in two with a sword, even a martial arts expert who has practiced Heng Lian Kung Fu can't stop him.

Avoiding Zhao Ming's slash, Yang Ran pressed his palms to the ground, twisted his body, and shot up from the ground like a cannonball. He took a few steps back and looked at Zhao Ming, his eyes full of solemnity: "I didn't think about it.
Chapter completed!