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Before Wei Sheng could nod, the first-grade fairy sword in his hand had already flashed, and it flew into Han Yun's neck like a meteor. Han Yun couldn't help but curse shamelessly, and the rusty spear in his hand was slammed across the crossbar.

Some people even sneered and even used a rotten iron spear like a fire stick to block the first-grade fairy sword. Isn't this asking for death? But no wonder, this country guy just arrived in the spiritual world and was quite good to be able to continue. There was no place to buy equipment for fairy stones. Everyone seemed to have seen Han Yun's gun splattering blood and his head was thrown away. Xiaoqin Xiaojian, who was already very angry, turned his head unbearably.

Wei Sheng was secretly happy in his heart: "I'm afraid this country bumpkin has never seen the fairy sword before. He actually used a rusty iron spear to resist it. It's too unchallenging!"

Bang ~

With a trembling sound, everyone couldn't help but let out a thud, and the broken eyes were not only broken, but the rotten iron spear in the country bumpkin's hand was shocked to rebound. The Palace Master Ling Jing couldn't help but be stunned, his mouth slightly opened, and a brilliant flash in his eyes.

Han Yun took a step back with his iron spear in his hands, feeling his hands numb, and his heart was filled with awesomeness. It seemed that his immortal power cultivation was still much worse than that of Wei Sheng. Wei Sheng didn't expect that the other party would block his attack with a rotten iron spear, and he was also shocked. When he caught the immortal sword, he couldn't help but look down at the sword body to see if there was any damage. Han Yun had rich combat experience, so he wouldn't miss this opportunity. Several guns were shaking out at the tip of the gun, like a poisonous dragon protruding his claws and stabbing Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng was scurried by Han Yun's lightning-fast gunshot for a moment, and he retreated frequently, feeling that there were heavy gun tips in front of him. Over the past year, Han Yun has been working hard on gun techniques, integrating the Thousand-Hand Seals taught by the white gap into the gun technique. He shook the gun tips and the gun shadows were heavy, which was very powerful. Han Yun gave this gun technique a very bag of name - Liuyun Jiying Gun.

Wei Sheng was beaten to the point where he could only resist but not fight back. His clothes were also picked up by the tip of the gun, and the situation was dangerous. The young men were stunned. It turned out that the gun could be used like this, which was too powerful. With the cultivation level of the early stage of the Mahayana, he could actually beat the power of the middle stage of the Mahayana without fighting back. The Lord Ling Jing was also immersed in his sight, and someone actually made the gun so amazing. Xiaoqin and Xiaojian were sweating in their palms. He was probably not a match for any of his two men to fight Yun Han, and it was ridiculous that he had to teach him a lesson.

Wei Sheng was entangled by Han Yun's surging river water from the beginning, and his continuous spear was unable to display his advantage. When the Liuyun Jiying spear was used, it was like flowing clouds and flowing water. The guns were kept away from Wei Sheng's vital points. Wei Sheng could only passively dodge, and there was no chance to release the immortal shield.

Chiu ~

Wei Sheng couldn't dodge, and a cloth was picked off with her left sleeve, and a blood mark appeared on her wrist. Everyone couldn't help but exclaim again. The more Wei Sheng fought, he became more and more frightened. If he continued to be passive like this, he would sooner or later lose.

In the eyes of others, Han Yun has already gained all the advantages. His body skills are as good as a dragon, and his gun shadow flies, and he is at ease. However, Han Yun has some pain. His immortal power is not as good as that of Wei Sheng, and this will undoubtedly consume a lot of spiritual power. If he can't attack for a long time, he will be weak in succession and may have to regret it on the spot.

Han Yun was about to fight hard, but the Palace Master Ling Jing suddenly appeared and said coldly: "Stop!"

Han Yunxu fired a shot and quickly jumped away. The gun shadows in the sky disappeared immediately, leaving only a few yellow leaves rotating and rising in the air, and then floated and fell.

"Your Highness, the Palace Master, Wei Sheng has not lost yet!" Wei Sheng said unconvincedly, but his clothes were picked up on many parts and were constantly being beaten by Han Yun, which was already a loss in everyone's hearts.

The Lord of Ling Jing glanced at Han Yun lightly and said indifferently: "I didn't say you lost, I'll count a draw in this game!"

Wei Sheng couldn't help but relax. Although this draw was a bit embarrassing, he didn't have to fulfill his promise of committing suicide after losing. Han Yun looked light and did not object. This result might be the most ideal. After all, even if he could kill Wei Sheng, he would have to bear a great price and offend the forces behind Wei Sheng. Han Yun suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if the Lord Ling Jing was intending to help him.

"Yun Han, don't think you have always had the upper hand, but your immortal power cultivation is much worse than that of Wei Sheng. If you continue to fight, you may not be able to take advantage of it. So, can you convince me of the draw in this palace?" The Lord Ling Jing said to the nail on the head.

Wei Sheng was stunned and secretly became upset. Then he woke up that the guy would not have been able to use the power of the gun immortal. As long as he holds on for a while, he might be his own. This guy is safe now, but he forgot that he was so embarrassed that he was killed by Han Yun's spear tip that he had no power to fight back.

Han Yundan said: "Your Highness the Palace Master is right!"

Seeing that Han Yun agreed with his words, the Palace Master Ling Jing couldn't help but relax a little. In addition, when he stopped before, Han Yun was very obedient, so he also liked Han Yun a lot and said indifferently: "Since you agree, this competition will be a match!"

"The Palace Master is wise!" A series of praise sounded again at the right time. Han Yun couldn't help frowning and said indifferently: "What should we do before?"

The Palace Master Ling Jing said indifferently: "Since you didn't win, our grievances can't be eliminated!"

Wei Sheng was secretly happy when he heard this and sneered: "Whoever dares to fight me again!"

Han Yun secretly shouted shamelessly. This guy will definitely not let him take the lead next time. If he really fights, his chances of winning will be slim. However, since the other party made an appointment, he naturally could not retreat and said coldly: "I dare not!"

"Stop it all!" The Palace Master Ling Jing shouted coldly, glared at Wei Sheng unhappily, and scolded mercilessly: "Look at your current embarrassment, you still have the face to challenge!"

Wei Sheng was protruded into many parts, and the cloth strips were floating and swaying. In some places, it was even lurou. If he had a broken bowl on the street and squatted, he might have thrown two copper coins with kindness. Wei Sheng couldn't help but lower his head with red face. He didn't dare to be dissatisfied with the Palace Master Ling Jing, so he naturally transferred all his hatred to Han Yun. When the other young masters saw that Wei Sheng, who was usually valued by the Palace Master, was scolded, they couldn't help but gloat in their hearts, and at the same time they looked at Han Yun with jealous eyes.

Han Yun was puzzled by this inexplicable jealousy and said indifferently to the Palace Master Ling Jing: "What do you want?"

The Lord of Ling Jing's pretty face couldn't help but sank. Everyone had always talked to her, either Bi Jing Bi Jing or calls Princess Ling Jing gentle. No one dared to call herself "you". The boy in front of him was really not afraid of death or a reckless young man. However, Princess Ling Jing had to admit that the name "you" sounded a bit new.

Just when everyone thought that the Lord Ling Jing Palace would be furious and slashed Han Yun with one palm, the Lord Ling Jing Palace said lightly: "There are two ways you can choose!"

Han Yun sneered in his heart and said indifferently: "Why might you tell me?"

"First, defeat me!" The Palace Master Ling Jing said lightly: "Second, be loyal to me!"

Everyone couldn't help but sing. Some people were even jealous and their eyes were red. Loyalty to the Palace Master is equivalent to loyalty to the Lord Shui Emperor. The future is promising. The key is that they can always be with the Palace Master. As the saying goes, you will get the moon first when you get close to the water tower. Maybe you will have the chance to get the Palace Master. At that time, you will be truly "Chun is so proud that you can pick all the horse's hooves in one day." Everyone's eyes when they looked at Han Yun clearly wrote the five big words "envious jealousy and hatred".

Han Yun couldn't help but be stunned. The Palace Master Ling Jing raised his pretty face proudly and looked at Han Yun from a high position, as if he didn't have to guess what Han Yun would choose. Xiaoqin and Xiaojian stared at Han Yun angrily. This silly boy had no idea what luck he had, but he actually made the Palace Master love talent.

Just when everyone thought Han Yun would choose to be loyal to the palace lord in a daze, Han Yun said calmly: "I choose the first one!"

"Ah!" Xiaoqin and Xiaojian said lightly at the same time. There was such an ungrateful fool in the world. Isn't that equivalent to suicide? The Palace Master Ling Jing was obviously also surprised, but he quickly covered it up and said with a frosty face: "Okay! OK! OK!"

The Palace Master Ling Jing said three good words in a row. Han Yun's ignorance at least made her angry. She had just developed a love for talent and wanted to win him over to serve his father, but she didn't expect that this arrogant guy was so stubborn and arrogant. He cut his face repeatedly and simply killed him with one sword.

The crowd was secretly happy and regretted Han Yun, the idiot. What a great opportunity, I was paid by this guy. This is not counting, I still wanted to defeat the Lord of Ling Jing. I really don’t know how to live or die. You must know that Ling Jing Palace is already in the late stage of the Mahayana cultivation, and the three Wei Saints are not her opponents. Before this, everyone has sentenced Han Yun to death.
Chapter completed!