Yu Ling just smiled sarcastically. If these people on the other side were completely united, the current situation would be really difficult. It's a pity that they seem to be inseparable and have their own agendas.

Long Chenxi stared at Yu Ling who was standing with a knife, and was about to say something when Xiang Yifei on the side already suggested: "Why are you still talking nonsense to them? Let's take action together as soon as possible to make them hand over the treasure."

Everyone's expressions were a little unnatural. It was just a siege and sneak attack before. After all, in the chaos, no one knew who had done it. But now they really have to participate in the siege in front of everyone. This is really a bit...

I have to say that Fang Jingcheng's scolding was somewhat effective.

Everyone secretly despised Xiang Yifei, and for a while no one dared to answer.

Xiang Yifei looked calm, and seemed to be surprised: "What? How long are you going to delay? If we don't go together, how can we fight each other one by one?"

Zhuang Ruolang calmly took two steps away from Xiang Yifei. Although he had the same idea in his heart, he would never say it outright. Young Master Zhuang still wanted to lose face.

By the way, how did Tianzhong Pavilion raise such a weirdo? How could he say such shameless things justly without blushing and his heart not beating?

No wonder Xiang Yifei, who is obviously very talented, has not been able to become the young master of Tianzhong Pavilion for so many years.

Long Chenxi coughed lightly and said, "Brother Xiang is joking, how can we do such an unjust thing? Let's discuss how to deal with it separately."

"Then you guys can discuss it slowly, I actually don't care." Xiang Yifei said, spreading his hands.

With an undetectable smile in his eyes, he glanced at Yu Ling lightly.

Yu Ling also noticed his gaze and nodded slightly calmly.

Although there was no verbal communication, both of them were in a clear mood.

Through this matter, Xiang Yifei secretly stated that he would stand by Yu Ling, which can be said to have relieved a lot of pressure on them. The few powerful opponents Yu Ling really has to face are Long Chenxi, Long Chenyu, and Hu

Just Qing Liao and Zhuang Ruolang.

Others who are waiting and watching are undecided. If Yuling falls into a weak position, they will definitely not mind adding insult to injury, but if the two parties are in a confrontation, they will not press too hard.

Hu Qingliao said in a gentle voice: "Brother Yu, why do you have to make the situation so tense? It's hard work for you to fight all the way here. As long as you share a part of the treasure, I, Buxu Kingdom, will never embarrass you.

"

Zhuang Ruolang held the hilt of the Yanxing Sword beside him and said calmly: "The same is true in my Hidden Sword Tower."

Only Long Chenxi did not speak up to agree. After all, the intentions of the senior officials of Yunlong Kingdom were clear. They must capture Yu Ling at all costs and obtain the secrets of fellow cultivators from the three major systems to the level of fantasy gods.

So he would rather not get the treasure of Liangzhou City than force Yu Ling to a dead end.

The gathering of heroes now is the best opportunity. Even if Yu Ling is forced to reveal the secret, it doesn't matter, because Yunlong Kingdom is the first to know the news and the first to be prepared.

Yu Ling smiled slightly and said: "Not to mention that the treasure does not exist at all, even if we get it, I won't give it away easily. Let's let my strength speak for itself!"

After delaying for so long, he felt that his condition had improved a lot. The two major techniques rushed straight into the 300 Zhoutian. The large and small cycles were surging and flowing endlessly. The trinity of spiritual power, soul power, and profound power was an indescribable powerful feeling.

It's been a long, long time since he tried his best. Even the last time he fought against Long Chenyu, it was ended hastily and he couldn't fully enjoy it.

Even if we are surrounded by enemies today, why should we be afraid?

It's just a battle.

"What a pity." Hu Qingliao sighed lightly, took a step forward and said, "Then let me ask Brother Yu for advice first."

"Wait!" Chun Gufeng looked solemn and suddenly said: "I don't think he is lying. Maybe someone among us has taken away the treasure first. If we struggle here endlessly, we will get nothing in the end.

The most ridiculous thing in the world?"

With a look of helplessness on his face, Zhuang Ruolang quickly pulled Chun Gufeng back and said with some blame: "Why do you want to speak for him?"

Chun Gufeng remained unmoved and said resolutely: "I just feel that you have wronged him and are just talking about it. What's more... he saved my life before. Please forgive me for not being involved in this matter, otherwise I will be ungrateful!"

Zhuang Ruolang suddenly had a headache. Junior Brother Chun was so talented, so why was he so upright that he could compete with Yin Xuecheng? Could it be that he still couldn't see through that the current situation was unavoidable?

He deliberated for a few seconds and then said bluntly: "Now it's not just a matter of treasures or not. All the masters have gathered here, and the rankings of the Nine Realms Competition will inevitably be determined from this. Do you understand?"

Chun Gufeng couldn't help but be startled.

"Yuling is equivalent to a measuring stick. After all, his strength has been proved just now. Not to mention that he is guaranteed to win the championship, but he is definitely in the top five. If he can beat him, he will be the first.

Qualifications." Zhuang Ruolang added.

While Zhuang Ruolang was patiently explaining, Hu Qingliao was already standing ten meters in front of Yu Ling, with an overly feminine and handsome face full of solemnity and solemnity. The Buxu sword in his hand was pointed at the ground with great force.

More than five hundred years ago, Hu Qing, the great general of Buxu, possessed a heaven-level top-grade spiritual weapon - the Buxu Sword. After he separated the northwest and established the country of Buxu, he ordered thousands of the best craftsmen in the territory to be gathered.

A thousand Buxu swords were forged. Although the grade was only the top grade of the earth level, its sharpness was close to the heaven level. All the generals in the border army who were given this sword were extremely grateful and proud of it.

The Buxu Sword in Hu Qingliao's hand is an imitation specially made by the royal family. Although it is not as good as the real Buxu Sword, it is still at the level of heaven-level mid-grade, which is enough for Hu Qingliao to use.

After all, a country has strict rules and regulations, and it is impossible to be as cool as the Hidden Sword Tower and casually hand over the Jueguang Sword and the Yanxing Sword to the younger generations.

"Please advise." Hu Qingliao's soft voice was completely inconsistent with his sharp and swift movements.

Before he could finish his words, Hu Qingliao had already fully formed herself and rushed towards her. The long and narrow Bu Xu Dao spit out an astonishing edge. The blue light was as clear and pure as the sky, and also carried the harshness of the mighty wind.

Divine power.

This is just a starting move, but it's already so powerful that it's so hearty and powerful.

Yu Ling had the feeling of facing Ruan Yinglang who was holding a war spear in a trance. The iron-blooded wind was like being honed on the battlefield, and it carried the smell of unending death. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would definitely be the first.

Time was so shocked that he didn't dare to resist.

Facing such a domineering opponent with the power of heaven, there is no way to retreat even one step.

If you take one step back, you will surely retreat ten thousand steps. If you advance one step at a time, you will no longer have the will to fight. This is a weapon that defeats the enemy without fighting.

All thoughts flashed through Yu Ling's mind. His physical instinct was faster than his thinking, and he had already taken the lead and swung his long sword to parry Hu Qingliao's attack.

"when!"

The Buxu Sword and the Ningmo Sword were buzzing and trembling, and a fierce energy overflowed, with the domineering feeling of being the only one in the world, trying to force Yu Ling to retreat and give in.

"Buzz——"

Yu Ling's spiritual power and profound energy were shaking wildly, and Guhuangjue was like an angry lion, viciously attacking back with its sharp claws.

There was a loud bang, and the two of them stepped back more than ten steps each. Hu Qingliao's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but it soon turned into a burning fighting spirit.

"Come again!"

Hu Qingliao ignored the shock in her energy and blood, and forcibly stabilized her body. With a whirl of Bu Xu's sword, she rushed over again with her sword.
Chapter completed!