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The originally happy smile turned into a stiff, bitter smile as she turned around.

His stagnant shoulders slowly turned over and his head slightly raised. In the sky, under the endless blue sky and white clouds, a figure stood in the air. After a closer look, this man was wearing a Taoist robe embroidered with pure sun gold edges, long beards covering his face, and a Taoist crown on his head. He was wearing a Quanzhen Sect style, standing in the air, with a bit of a fairy-like and Taoist sensuality.

The familiar outfit made Yang Ling confirm that this person was Wang Chongyang!

I saw that Wang Chongyang looked at Yang Ling with a smile, which was intriguing.

"Catch up!"

Yang Ling sighed, but looked up slightly at Wang Chongyang. Then, Yang Ling said, "Is there no one in Quanzhen Sect? A generation of chasing is reluctant to leave. As for the sayings of good and evil, I am not evil, and you are not good either. If you want to force me to stay, I will draw the trail!"

Yang Ling was also forced to challenge Wang Chongyang's majesty in the face.

Being forced to this point, if he did not resist, Yang Ling would not know whether he still had the courage to live. Simply giving in would only make the enemy even more arrogant. Although he was determined before, he was powerless. Now his strength is not inferior to that of a master in the innate realm. If he gave it a try, he might not have no chance.

Therefore, Yang Ling's slight fear changed to the mentality of facing the enemy in a blink of an eye.

He no longer has the slightest taboo to face the enemy.

"I will do my best for heaven today!" Wang Chongyang said lightly.

Wang Chongyang's small-mindedness attacks. Little-mindedness and short-skin protection are not unique to Quanzhen Sect. Yang Ling was not surprised. People were forced to this point and could no longer be able to be good at it. Besides, no matter how meaningless it is, it is in vain. Only by treating each other as the greatest enemy of life and death and fighting each other in life and death, can we have the right to speak!

Even Wang Chongyang has a personality that is respectable.

However, at this moment, he only had an explanation of the great enemy of life and death in Yang Ling's heart.

"There are different ways and do not plan for each other!"

He uttered a few words coldly, Yang Ling's body was like lightning, with lightning speed and lightning. He took the initiative to kill with thunder and full of murderous intent, and took the lead in attacking several vital points of the life gate around Wang Chongyang. After hearing Yang Ling's last words, Wang Chongyang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was pondering the value of Yang Ling's killing, but unexpectedly Yang Ling took the lead. His expression showed a slight shock, and his whole body was slightly stunned.

It seems that it is the first time someone takes the initiative to attack him.

Perhaps, there should be a player who took the initiative to attack him. Before Yangling, which player was not extremely respectful to Wang Chongyang, even if it was NPC, he would have to be a little polite. At the opponent, Yang Ling did not take action like this. Looking at Yang Ling's extremely sharp attack without any trace of fakery, Wang Chongyang couldn't help but nodded in his heart and praised him. Then, he still calmed down. Even though he admired Yang Ling's behavior with a look of his younger generation's progress, it did not mean that Wang Chongyang would surrender and let Yang Ling kill him directly.

Therefore, at the next moment, Wang Chongyang's footsteps slightly, stepped in the air, his figure was like a phantom, and he stood in a short distance. A green peak appeared in his hand. A ball of light bloomed out like a lotus that was coming out of water, and the carvings on the hilt of the sword were like stars flashed with deep light...

When Yang Ling saw this scene, his pupils quickly shrank and he cried out: "Chu Jun Sword!"

Wang Chongyang's expression showed surprise. Unexpectedly, Yang Ling had this vision and could see the Chunjun sword in his hand. Since Wang Chongyang succeeded, the Chunjun sword has been hidden on his body and rarely used when facing the enemy. Today is just a whim and wants to give his opponent a respect, but he didn't expect it to be recognized immediately.

However, Wang Chongyang would not let Yang Ling go because of this. On the contrary, he completely let go. Whether it was recognizing the Chunjun Sword or other reasons, he would not despise his opponent because of this. The Chunjun Sword in his hand slightly stroked, and a ball of light bloomed out like a lotus that was coming out of water. The carvings on the hilt of the sword were running like stars and flashed with deep light. The sword body and the sunlight were integrated like clear water flowing across the pond and calmly and soothing, and the sword blade was like a cliff with a height and towering height...

The Chunjun sword in Wang Chongyang's hand was like a tiger's wings, showing extremely amazing charm!

Dingdang!!

Yang Ling flipped his hand and said that a jasper made of thousands of years of ice and jade, the sword body is like a jasper and bamboo joint, and the sword spine is extremely hard, which is rare and rare. The jasper sword, which is said to have the effect of killing people without blood, quickly drew the same trajectory. The two swords collided with each other and made a crisp sound, which made people feel chilled, and the spirit was involuntarily excited, and the sword shadow was also rapidly intertwining their respective networks...

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but show his praise on the ground and said loudly: "Okay!"

As soon as the good word fell, Wang Chongyang's long beard on his face was free from wind, floating like a fairy, and the exquisite light in his eyes shot out, and the fighting spirit burst out. He didn't expect that the long-silent fighting spirit was easily forced out by Yang Ling. The Quanzhen Sect Taoist robe on his body was also swelling wildly, as if he was heading towards the wind...

Yang Ling: "Each of each other!"

Yang Ling's words also contain endless fighting spirit.

He didn't know why this happened, but he let his instinct choose to fight. Although he knew clearly that he was not Wang Chongyang's opponent, he did not have a slight timidity in his heart. Some of them were only fighting spirit, infinite fighting spirit. This fighting spirit supported his heart, as if even the supply of blood had accelerated a little...

war!

What a simple word.

The endless fighting spirit ignited the blood in the body. The blood was as hot as hot water, distilled and boiled. Then, the blood was infused into countless meridians, constantly leaving burning traces in the meridians, and a invincible will was quietly erected in my heart.

High fighting spirit!

Facing it, as if he had arrived in front of Chunjun Sword, Yang Ling's heart was beating, feeling the heart trembling violently, but a smile appeared on his face that was not at all unconventional. This smile showed a pure emotional excitement, an unprecedented excitement!

At this time, Yang Ling seemed to have realized that his body and mind had an indescribable pleasure. His desire for battle and his desire for power was driven by this feeling that he could tap his own potential and deal with this battle just to fight more happily and happily.

war!
Chapter completed!