"Penny!" Ye Lingfeng looks calm, just simply spit out three words.


    Zheng! As soon as the word "little fart Ni" came out, he Ling''s body suddenly trembled and nearly fell into a fight. Then he gritted his teeth, and the blood gas moved. The blood gas sword suddenly clanged.


    The sword sound like a dragon''s song is very clear, resounding through the heaven and earth, with a strong and incomparable atmosphere of killing for no reason.


    "Little younger martial brother, come on, I have no temper to kill my younger martial sister!" Seeing that ye Lingfeng and he Ling are against each other, Gu boxing and Wei Jicheng don''t care to finish their homework. They sneak together for fear that the world won''t be chaotic and give ye Lingfeng a boost.


    Not only the two of them, but also Zhao Xingming, an old-fashioned and square man, stood aside and looked at them with great interest.


    Even the three of them, who are very high on the list of Yuanying, want to see how the younger martial brother, who is the first person in the selection, has created the feat of teaching six teachers together, and the younger martial sister, who is at the top of the list of Jindan, will shine in the first collision.


    "You two..." Hearing Gu boxing and Wei Jicheng''s words, he Lingqi''s eyes were wide and round. After staring at the two goods fiercely, he turned his head and gazed at Ye Lingfeng, and said in a deep voice: "smelly boy, take my sword!"


    Zheng! As the voice fell, the sword of blood Qi suspended in front of her body trembled and sounded, and then the sword Qi gushed, stabbing at Ye Lingfeng''s huge sword on the door plank. It was so powerful that it almost collapsed the void.


    "My younger martial sister is really gifted. With her body in the golden elixir, her blood sword is so solid. It''s really terrible!"


    The power of the sword makes Zhao Xingming sigh, and there is envy in his eyes. He Ling was born in Langya Pavilion. What he received from childhood was the most excellent teaching. He was regarded as the apple of his hand by many teachers.


    Although she had never left Langya Pavilion, she got more chances than Tianjiao. There are even rumors that her grandfather even took her to the land of enlightenment. Otherwise, how could she have such accomplishments at such an age.


    And think of here, Zhao Xingming look to Ye Lingfeng''s eyes is to show some sympathy. Although he knows that ye Lingfeng is also very extraordinary, and he is superior to the contemporary Tianjiao outside the pavilion, even so, there is still a big gap with he Ling.


    What''s more, he Ling has been practicing the skill of blood Qi coagulation sword for a long time, so he can refine the blood Qi sword to a level comparable to that of a real magic weapon. The sword condensed by Ye Lingfeng is as wide as a door, so it''s very fragile, and it won''t be long before it will crack.


    Ye Lingfeng was silent. For the first time, he showed a trace of dignity in his eyes. He immediately waved the huge sword of the door and pressed it down to the sword of blood.


    Boom! In a flash, the two swords hit each other heavily, and the huge roar was deafening. It even suppressed the pouring sound of the waterfall like torrent in the distance, making it the only sound in the world.


    Click! Click! Then, a sound like an eggshell crackle sounded, and countless dense cracks suddenly split along Ye Lingfeng''s huge sword, and finally fell apart into pieces.


    Sure enough When ye Lingfeng saw this, he had no choice but to smile bitterly. He was not surprised by this result. This was his first time to practice the skill of blood Qi coagulation sword. The huge sword that he coagulated was scattered but not coagulated. How could he Ling''s opponent be.


    "Smelly boy, see, this is the real sword..." He Lingzhi was so high that his nose was almost up in the sky, and his pretty face was full of satisfaction.


    But before he finished, he Ling''s face suddenly solidified, and then showed his anger.


    After ye Lingfeng''s huge sword of door plank was broken, it was put together again in a strange manner. It was reunited again to form a huge sword of door plank. It looked as good as before.


    This Not only he Ling, but also Zhao Xingming, who was sympathetic to Ye Lingfeng, couldn''t help but stare.


    The sword of blood is coagulated by the monk''s blood. When it breaks down, it will bring great trauma to the monk. There is no spare force to solidify again. It''s obvious that there''s no effect on Ye Feng now.


    But soon, Zhao Xingming reflected that this was not what ye Lingfeng used. But this boy''s realm of physical training can be compared with that of Jin Shen Dacheng. His blood is really magnificent, just like the ocean. The ordinary Friar''s blood Qi sword broke, so he couldn''t repair it. But for ye Lingfeng, the damage of the broken sword couldn''t hurt the bones and muscles, and the skin injury was not included.


    "Son of a bitch, you cheat me!" He lingdun foot repeatedly, looking at Ye Lingfeng, very unconvinced clamor way.


    "How did I cheat?" Ye Lingfeng, with a smile, said: "my blood is not exhausted. Why can''t I fight any more? Younger martial sister, when you meet the enemy of life and death and break each other''s sword, will others admit defeat? "


    "I''ll see how many times you can hold on!" Ye Lingfeng''s words, obviously speaking of he Ling''s heart, she didn''t blame Ye Lingfeng any more. With a bite of silver teeth and a cold rebuke, she came out again.


    Boom! In a twinkling, ye Lingfeng''s huge sword on the door plate was once again cut by a sword, and it fell apart, turned into pieces and scattered in the world.But soon, the broken door plate sword was united again, and reappeared in the world, as good as new.


    Zhao Xingming laughs bitterly and shakes his head repeatedly. He has to say that opponents like Ye Lingfeng are too difficult to deal with. Even if the door plate sword he condensed is very fragile, it can''t stop people''s blood. It can be condensed again and again.


    Now he is even very curious, whether the final result is that ye Lingfeng''s blood is not enough, and he can no longer make the huge sword of the door plate condense again, or he Ling''s blood is exhausted, and the sword of the blood can no longer show the power of God.


    "Smelly boy Smelly boy... " He Ling jump foot again and again, Huarong pale, want to accuse Ye Lingfeng cheating. However, it is a pity that the vast blood is a kind of strength. Even if ye Lingfeng is really cheating, he is aboveboard and can''t be blamed.


    Ye Lingfeng''s mouth is full of banter smile. The more angry he Ling is, the more comfortable he is. However comfortable return comfortable, but leaf Ling breeze now to he Ling but also did not have that kind of contempt heart when meeting at the beginning.


    Even he can''t help admitting that this little girl really has a few brushes, especially in the skill of blood Qi coagulation sword. It''s impossible for idle people to refine the blood Qi sword to such a degree. Not to mention, he Ling was able to smash the huge sword of the door plate condensed by his blood with the sword of his blood, which was even more extraordinary.