630: C630 Play True

C630 Play True

Yuv Xue raised her hand to her forehead. His father was indeed making a mess, and Elder Fan was adding fuel to the fire. However, now was not the time to explain things to her father. Yuv Xue could only focus her attention on Ye Lingtian, who was about to PK anytime.

Ye Lingtian bent his body and stared at Fann Haoran. His left hand slowly slid along the blade's edge.

Along the way, the number of times he had confronted his opponent like this could be counted on one hand. The number of times he didn't play tricks before the battle could be counted on one hand.

"Elder Fan, I'm already used to using sabers. I can't play with my bare hands, do you mind?" Ye Lingtian asked expressionlessly.

Fann Haoran closed his eyes to sense the situation for a moment and then quickly opened them up, his eyes shining brightly: "Of course I don't mind! You're not bad, you don't have the least bit of killing intent on you. If it wasn't for your eyes telling me that my opponent was right in front of me, I would have thought that he was facing the air! If I am not wrong, you are probably the famous Death God on the Ranking of Assassins, right? "

"Yes!" A sharp light flashed across Ye Lingtian's eyes. "Be careful …"

Before he could finish his sentence, a bolt of lightning flashed in front of Fann Haoran's eyes. It was a beautiful azure color.

The killing intent that filled the sky immediately attacked!

Fann Haoran was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Lingtian's speed to be this fast. If... If he had not yet broken through to the high-level Profound Level, it would be extremely difficult for him to avoid this slash.

"What a great Ye Lingtian!" Fann Haoran pointed the tip of his feet and flew past Ye Lingtian like a soaring eagle.

"Too late!"

The sharp blade slightly cut through the air.

"The best is at the back." Ye Lingtian supported himself on the ground with his left hand and stretched out his right hand.

Swish!

The cold light flew out from his hand and whistled towards Fann Haoran's neck.

Fann Haoran, who was still in mid-air, did not have the slightest hesitation as he avoided Ye Lingtian's attack. After he landed, he clenched his fist and threw a punch at Ye Lingtian's face.

This punch contained surging internal energy and a supreme might. It was like a deity descending from the heavens, causing the air to vibrate along with it.

F * ck, this old fellow is already so old, and he still has so much strength! Ye Lingtian felt stuffy and hurriedly retreated.

Ye Lingtian suddenly leaned back when his fist was right in front of his face.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he withdrew his fist that was as fast as lightning. Fann Haoran spun on his toes and landed on the right side of the road.

Sweat broke out on his forehead as he looked at Ye Lingtian with shock and confusion.

He originally thought that Ye Lingtian was betting everything on this short blade, and never thought that it would be a killing move later on. He did not understand how the short blade that had already left his hand would spin and fly back, and regardless of strength or speed, it did not decrease at all compared to before. Instead, it became stronger. How did he do it?

He asked himself, if not for that sliver of killing intent, this dagger would have stabbed him in the back.

Ye Lingtian caught the cold light with his left hand, almost without adjusting his position, he shot down like an arrow towards Fann Haoran who was in a daze.

With a turn of his wrist, the short knife let out a faintly discernible ray of light and charged towards Fann Haoran.

Just in time! Fann Haoran threw a punch to the side. As he was about to get down from the ground, he saw a cold light piercing towards Ye Lingtian's lower abdomen.

"Alright!"

Fann Haoran was sent flying three meters back, but Ye Lingtian didn't seem to make any adjustments. His body became a blur as he rushed over at a fast speed.

Blue light dots surrounded the shadow.

However, Meng Hao didn't dare to be negligent. He smashed his fist into the ground, causing a patch of grass to fly toward Ye Lingtian.

Too late! Too late!

Ye Lingtian passed through the grass that was split into several pieces, and the cold light in his hand once again pierced towards Fann Haoran's forehead.

The heck, is this guy not adjusting his duel at all? This series of actions was way too fluid, as though it had been calculated beforehand! Fann Haoran was shocked and he fell backwards. He raised his foot and kicked Ye Lingtian's lower abdomen that was flying towards him.

Bang!

The fist and the leg collided, producing a loud sound.

Ye Lingtian was unsteady and spun to the left. Fann Haoran felt a strong force from his foot and pushed himself back a few meters with his left hand. His face was flushed red.

No matter if it was speed or strength, Ye Lingtian was not inferior to him. Oh god, this guy... was actually a high level Profound Level as well!

Yuv Qianzhang, who was watching the fight from a distance, was stunned. The moment Ye Lingtian's killing intent filled the air, he was stunned.

Ye Lingtian had definitely reached the high level of Profound Level! Because from the beginning to the end, Fann Haoran didn't get any advantage at all. The strength of that speed was beyond his imagination. Wu steel was certain that if he was the one on the martial ring, he would definitely be killed in an instant.

Strong! Too strong! To be able to reach the high-level Profound Level at such a young age, such talent was simply heaven-defying. What was even more terrifying was that his moves and responses did not have any sort of plan. However, every time he had a plan, it was all in such a neat and direct manner, and he had a rough estimation of where the next confrontation was going to take place.

"Yuv Xue, Ye Lingtian is the adjudicator, right?" Yuv Qianzhang turned his head and looked at the dazed Yuv Xue, his voice trembling. He was sure that Ye Lingtian was definitely not someone from the Martial Sect. Martial Sect had its rules, Ye Lingtian did not have that kind of temperament, plus what happened at the Northwest Border, the answer was obvious — — Ye Lingtian belonged to the adjudication, and his position in the adjudication was not low.

Yuv Xue didn't hear what her father said. In fact, she was stunned the moment Ye Lingtian made his move.

Her killing intent filled the air, making it hard for her to breathe. It was as if someone was holding onto her throat, followed by the whistling sound of a cold light cutting through the air and a blurry afterimage of a saber.

Yuv Xue was sure that Ye Lingtian, at the time of the Jinghai, was not that strong. It had only been a few days, he … He had already reached such a valiant level.

Yuv Qianzhang frowned. He quickly held Yuv Xue's wrist and transferred some inner Qi to her. He asked urgently, "Are you alright?"

Yuv Xue turned her head to look at her father, her voice filled with panic. "Don't let them hit you. If they do, there might be a problem."

"I don't want them to fight either, but I can't help it! "Because I can't get involved at all." Yuv Qianzhang looked at the two fighting on the training field and his eyelids jumped.

"If they don't stop us, I'll kill them all!" Yuv Xue panicked. Her hand that held Yuv Qianzhang trembled again.

"No one will stop until the victor is decided. We will leave it to fate!" "Little Snow, open your eyes wide and look clearly. Such an opportunity is definitely not to be seen often. The battle between Martial Cultivator s of the higher levels of Profound Level has not occurred in a long, long time!"

Yuv Qianzhang was surprised, Fann Haoran was even more surprised! Originally, he didn't use his full strength when facing Ye Lingtian, but he was completely on the passive side. When he used his full strength, he wanted to turn defense into offense, but he found that Ye Lingtian's attack was as smooth and natural as mercury.

The blood in Fann Haoran's body began to boil. This was a rare opponent. If he missed this duel, he might not be able to find an opportunity to go all out for a long time.

"Phantom Iron Fist!" Fann Haoran waved his iron fist and punched Ye Lingtian in the face.

F * ck! This old boy is crazy! Ye Lingtian quickly retracted his hand and moved to the side. Before he could raise his wrist that was holding the cold light, the wind from his fist hit his face once again.

"Beautiful!" With a loud praise, Ye Lingtian spun the dagger around, lifted his right leg, and faced the fist head on.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The clash of fists and kicks echoed out again.

Ye Lingtian had to admit that the depth of Fann Haoran's inner force was beyond imagination. Every time their fists and feet crossed each time, the meridians in his body would tremble and his chest would feel stuffy.

Even so, Fann Haoran had completed his counterattack. He waved his fist faster and faster, each punch more ruthless than the last.

Fann Haoran knew that he couldn't give Ye Lingtian even a slight chance, or else he would be the one to fall.

The two blurs interweaved once again. This was a very interesting scene.

One was an admirer of the ancient martial arts. He admired two or three moves to decide victory or defeat, and the other was an assassin. His goal had always been to kill in one hit. These two fellows, who pursued simplicity and efficiency, had unexpectedly exchanged countless rounds in the martial arts practice field. This scene was probably beyond their expectations.0

The layman watched the scene while the layman watched the scene. Yuv Qianzhang understood a lot from the battle between the two of them. As for whether Fann Haoran and Ye Lingtian would fail and end up seriously injured or burping. How could he think of that?

This was a textbook level fight. The two of them would strike out at their fatal points every time they attacked, but the other party's counterattack was extremely profound. Their subconscious movements were also the only way to dodge. As for the connection between the offense and defense, it was so smooth that it made one's hair stand on end. The most perfect explanation of what this was, was the battles that were going on in the Yuv Family competition arena.

Just as Yuv Qianzhang sighed with emotion, Ye Lingtian suddenly rushed towards Fann Haoran, and Fann Haoran's thunderous fist was already ready to strike.

Crazy, Ye Lingtian is crazy! Yuv Qianzhang turned pale with fright and shouted: "Elder Fan, stop!"

Yuv Xue's legs went soft. She had already experienced the power of Fann Haoran's punch. It was a devastating punch that could knock artificial grass flying. Ye Lingtian was charging forward recklessly. If he got hit, he would die!

"Ling Tian, stop!" Yuv Xue was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Meng Hao was also a bit confused. The punch was so powerful that it blocked off all of Ye Lingtian's paths of attack. According to him, Ye Lingtian could only dodge backwards and then try to attack him again. Wasn't that just courting death? However, he had already thrown out this punch, so there was no possibility of him taking it back.

F * ck, what's going on? Have I gone crazy? Originally, it was just a spar, but until now, they were all fighting with their lives on the line! Only then did Fann Haoran's mind regain some clarity. Thinking of the fight just now, cold air flowed out from his pores.

Fann Haoran hurriedly retracted his fist. At that moment, his entire body shuddered. No! Ye Lingtian was definitely not that stupid. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to not have a victor in such a short period of time.

At this moment, the cold light of Ye Lingtian's right hand flashed with a bright Blue Light, and flew towards the trajectory that he had drawn. It was like a shooting star flashing across the sky, it was very beautiful, but it contained a strong killing intent, and it was filled with blood.

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