Not long after, a man in a green shirt appeared in front of everyone. He had handsome features and a straight figure. He was neither rude nor pretentious when walking, giving people a feeling of being free and easy.

Behind him were two followers, one tall and one short. On the right was a burly man with an expressionless face. On the left was a tall, thin old man with a stooped body and slow steps. He habitually squinted his eyes as if he hadn't woken up. But Yu

Ling had no reason to feel that this man was very dangerous.

"Mr. Yu, please sit down." Tian Xirong stood up and bowed, the smile on his face seemed more gentle than spring water.

"The one invited by Pavilion Master Tian is Mr. Yun Chengyun, who just became famous in the first battle?" The man in green shirt smiled casually and found a seat to sit down.

The two followers behind him also sat down on the left and right, their eyes fixed on Yu Ling, as if trying to gauge his depth.

"Exactly, Mr. Yu is really well-informed." Tian Xirong pursed his lips and smiled, turning to introduce to Yu Ling: "This is Mr. Yu Ran, he also just came to Fengbangxing not long ago. Both of them are practicing medicine at a young age.

In order to get it, I decided to let everyone get together privately and make friends. I wonder if you two would mind?"

"Pavilion Master Tian was joking, Yun is really looking forward to meeting more friends." Yu Ling really wished that more people could help him share the pressure.

But this Yu Ran... doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems. The first time Yu Ling saw him, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he had never seen this person before.

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"I was also thinking of getting acquainted with Brother Yun, but Pavilion Master Tian saved me a lot of trouble." Yu Ran looked at Yu Ling with interest and said with a hearty smile.

The three people exchanged words with each other, and the atmosphere quickly became lively. As the glasses were being exchanged, several jars of good wine were wiped out.

"Go and ask them to bring up another five altars of Biyang." Tian Xirong ordered, his pretty face was burned with a faint red glow from the alcohol, and it looked even more bright and beautiful. Even Luo Shuanghuan couldn't do it.

I don’t admit it, but this beautiful pavilion master is indeed a beauty in the world.

"Come on, Mr. Tian Pavilion, I don't have a good drinking capacity. If I get drunk later and act like a drunk, you're going to see my joke." Yu Ran put down the wine glass and smiled mockingly.

I have to say that this is a very affable person, and he can easily win the favor and kindness of others, because he always has a warm and innocent smile in his eyes, and his behavior is generous and free, plus that face.

His attractive and handsome face is enough to make many women fall in love with him.

"Hey, Mr. Yu, please don't be humble. The first time I met you, you drank ten jars of Biyang wine by yourself. Even the owner of Qilin Tower admired you very much. If you have a bad drinking capacity, what will the rest of us do?

?" Tian Xirong covered her lips and smiled softly, filled three more glasses of wine, raised her slender hand and said, "I'll toast you two gentlemen again."

"Master Tian Pavilion also has a good drinker." Yu Ling drank it all in one gulp, feeling that this Biyang wine must not be cheap, because after a few jars, his Ancient Desolate Art started to work on its own, as if if he kept drinking like this, he would be able to break through sooner or later.

To the late stage of Po Xuan.

"I don't deserve compliments the most. Just drink, I'll give in." Tian Xirong pushed the wine glass forward, her eyebrows curved, showing a bit of girlish playfulness.

Zhou Aobai hurriedly lowered his head and calmed down his impetuous blood. He thought that this girl is really a monster among monsters. She has a seductive charm with every frown and frown. Sometimes she is graceful and elegant, sometimes as gentle as water, and sometimes delicate and lovely. She is so real.

There are so many changes, and I don’t know which one is her true face.

"I've drunk enough, so I think Brother Yun wins this game." Yu Ran took advantage of the alcohol and simply cheated.

"Then I can't win with force." Yu Ling smiled faintly.

Tian Xirong seemed to have said unintentionally: "Then you might as well have a spar. In this case, Mr. Yun won't be able to win without force."

Yu Ling couldn't help but sneer secretly. It seemed that this was the fundamental reason why Tian Xirong invited Yu Ran. She probably didn't believe the distorted rumors and wanted to see Yu Ling's true ability with her own eyes before she felt relieved.

"Okay, then the two of us will finish it." The drunkenness on Yu Ran's face was instantly wiped away, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Let me make a promise first. If you damage every table, stool, or even a vase in this Qilin Building, you will be considered a loser." Tian Xirong added another condition.

"Don't worry, Pavilion Master, if it's really damaged, I won't be able to afford the compensation even if I lose everything." Yu Ran said half-jokingly.

"Then I'll count to three, two, and one, and you two are ready to start." Tian Xirong blinked, looking forward to it.

When she counted "one", Yu Ling and Yu Ran disappeared at the same time and launched a tentative attack.

Neither of them drew their weapons, they were just competing with each other with fists, kicks and close combat. Tian Xirong and others could clearly sense the surging terrifying power between their raised hands and feet, but the potted plants and lanterns nearby remained unmoving.

"Bang!"

At a certain moment, Yu Lingge blocked Yu Ran's fist and swayed to grab his shoulder.

Yu Ran's arm shook strangely, and a dark force surged out like mountains and seas. Yu Ling was unable to react in time, and was shaken out, with half of his body almost losing consciousness.

He had a vague feeling that Yu Ran's cultivation level had not reached the Vajra realm, but his energy was more powerful than the ancient ferocious beasts, and even the domineering Ancient Desolate Art was suppressed at a disadvantage.

This couldn't help but shock Yu Ling. This was the first time he encountered an opponent with a more powerful mysterious force than him. Yu Ran seemed to have some power hidden in his body that surpassed all things in the world and would make all warriors in the same realm bow down.

Become a minister.

The most bizarre thing is that Yu Ling's Yuanling Clan bloodline seemed to have failed, and his ability to move did not recover immediately, as if he was restrained by Yu Ran's extremely destructive mysterious power.

How is this possible...

Yu Ling's heart was awe-inspiring. This Yu Ran's background is indeed not simple. Who is he?

Seeing that Yu Ran's next move had blocked all his escape routes, Yu Ling couldn't help but take a deep breath and prepared to use offense instead of defense, using the Hengguang Cutting Off technique.

It was at this moment that the Ancient Desolate Jue was like a giant beast waking up from its slumber, roaring and protruding its ferocious claws, not allowing anyone to insult it.

Yu Ling suddenly felt hot all over, as if some energy deep inside his body had been aroused, and the speed of his mysterious energy suddenly exceeded the limit that he could control.

Hengguang Duanming is still Hengguang Duanming, but its temperament has completely changed.

It was a kind of fierce and domineering self-reliance, launching a decisive and irreversible charge towards the opponent.

"Bang!"

The fists and palms of the two people intersected, and there was an explosion in the void, followed by countless small black cracks. This was the result of the two people having nearly restrained 90% of their strength.

At the same time, Yu Ran and Yu Ling had each taken dozens of steps back, spurting out bright red blood one after the other.

The faces of Yu Ran's two followers changed drastically. The burly man stepped forward to support him, while the other tall, thin old man stared at Yu Ling coldly, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Gui Yun also immediately came to Yu Ling's side and stared back not to be outdone. The tall and thin old man frowned, not wanting to be exposed like a little girl, so he withdrew his gaze.

"It's okay, it's okay. You two should go back. I said it was just for a discussion. Why are you making such a fuss?" Yu Ran waved his hand and wiped away the blood on his lips. A faint smile immediately resolved the tense atmosphere.

"I'm sorry, I have recently broken through the realm, and occasionally I can't control my energy. I hope Mr. Yu doesn't blame me." Yu Ling also wiped away the blood, but the doubts in her heart became more intense.

He has always controlled his own power extremely accurately, and has never experienced an abnormal situation like today. The "strong" breath in his blood seems to have been greatly stimulated, almost breaking the balance of the two major techniques, and still

Hao Yuling triggered the white bottle at the last moment and regained the balance.

But Yu Ling could feel that his mysterious power was more sharp and compelling than before, and that destructive power seemed to be the natural enemy of all living things in the world.

Yu Ling couldn't help but look up at Yu Ran, who happened to be looking at him blankly. The two briefly looked at each other for a few seconds, seeming to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and together they put the matter away in their hearts. (To be continued.
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