As soon as Zhong Jinliang came on stage, he politely bowed to the Master Yu Ling from Mount Emei and said, "Zhong Jinliang, a descendant of Zhong Kui, please give me advice."

The opposite Master Yu Ling was too calm, but he was very respectful. He gave a gift towards Zhong Jinliang and announced a Buddha name: "Amitabha ... Yu Ling, a disciple under the Taimen of the Lengyue Master of Emeishan, has seen this Zhong Jushi."

At this time, Zhong Jinliang looked towards the emotional master of the Ling Ling, and found that the little teacher in front of him was extremely delicate. His skin was white and tender.

Facing the delicate little master in front of him, Zhong Jinliang suddenly felt embarrassed to take action, afraid that as soon as he took action, he would break up the delicate little master.

But when Zhong Jinliang looked at Master Yu Ling's clear eyes, he didn't think so anymore. Her eyes were deep and vast, and calm, as if she could see through her at a glance.

Coupled with the previous reminder from Ge Yu and Wu Jiuyin, Zhong Jinliang knew that the little master in front of him was definitely terrifying.

Therefore, Zhong Jinliang had to deal with it calmly. At the moment, Zhong Jinliang shaking the folding fan in his hand, accompanied by a while of fairy, the folding fan suddenly turned into a sword, and a crispness was made.

"Ling Lingmo, please ..." Zhong Jinliang greeted.

Yu Lingxiao nodded too much, and did not take out any magic weapon. It seems that this Yu Lingshi has never used any magic weapon since he participated in this time.

Thirteen.

Seeing that Yu Lingshi did not take out the magic weapon, Zhong Jinliang asked with some doubt: "The little master of Yu Ling is too, do you not need the instrument? I have a sharp sword, and I have accounted for many cheap."

"Amitabha, the monk is compassionate, and the sword is not moved, let's come." Yu Lingshi said calmly.

When I heard this, Zhong Jinliang even admired this little master too much. It was really a Buddhist power. At the moment, he was so careful and greeted him to offend.

The Lingshi Master had a chopped past.

Even if the sharp cut of the fairy sword fell before the door of Yu Ling, she was still not panicked, and her body just flashed, so she avoided it aside.

From the perspective of the people in the audience, Yu Lingshi is too lightly flashing, rare and normal, and it is a very ordinary routine, but in Zhong Jinliang's eyes, it is completely different, because the little master of Yu Ling is too in the sword

When it was about to fall on her, she was instantly dodged to one side, as if she disappeared out of thin air, and she moved a step.

So magical, it is unimaginable.

When Yu Lingshi dodged and opened Zhong Jinliang's sword, he waved his palm immediately and took a picture of Zhong Jinliang's body.

With a palm, the wind and clouds moved, and the palm wind formed a strong force. The palm did not touch Zhong Jinliang's body at all, and Zhong Jinliang's body was moved by the palm wind for four or five steps.

In the eyes of everyone under the audience, it seemed that Zhong Jinliang deliberately avoided it. However, only Zhong Jinliang could be aware of it. This Yu Lingshi's too little body contains how terrifying the power.

After being forced by the little master of Yu Ling, Zhong Jinliang was shocked and knew that he would not release some powerful tricks.

At that moment, he took a deep breath, raised the Immortal Sword again, and then activated the Immortal Range Step, quickly surrounding the Master Yu Ling. The Immortal Sword was aimed at Yu Ling from various tricky angles.

The master pierced it.

At this time, the little master of Yu Ling was standing there instead, and he closed his eyes. Through a strong sense of the field, he judged Zhong Jinliang's direction. Whenever Zhong Jinliang's long sword stabbed

At that time, she could always take one step ahead of him to judge the trend and trend of the long sword, or dodge, or nimblely stretch out her hand and slapped the immortal sword in Zhong Jinliang's hand.

Although it was just a gently waved hand, those white hands -like hands were shot on the knock on the fairy sword, and the magnificent and horrible Zhong Jinliang's hands were a little numb, and the sword in the hand could not be held, and at this time, at this time, at this time, at this time

The little master of Yu Ling was too, and there was a faint layer of Buddha light on his body, like a blooming snow lotus, and the dust was not stained, so that the fear in the heart of Zhong Jinliang's heart rose.

In this way, after Zhong Jinliang tentatively tentatively, he still couldn't shake the little teacher Yu Ling.

Later, Zhong Jinliang took a deep breath and retreated directly to the edge of the ring. He planned to show his ultimate big move, and added a ray of consciousness of Zhong Yan to his body.

While Zhong Jinliang and Yu Lingshi were too recruited, everyone in the audience looked at the circle.

Because for a long time, the Ling Lingshi is too unpretentious in the eyes of everyone, and it has not showed much strength, but she can always win every game.

As a descendant of Zhong Kui, Zhong Jinliang was a dark horse that broke out in this ring competition. In the eyes of everyone, he was a candidate who had a lot of hope to win the top spot, and he couldn't even take over this Master Yu Ling.

Among the ten elders, many people were talking about it. Even though they had participated in the battle to siege Yiguan, Master Yu Ling did not have any too eye-catching actions at that time.

Ge Yu was also staring at the little master Yu Ling's every move. After savoring it, he also felt that the great Buddhist teachings contained in this little master were indeed a bit difficult to overcome.

I can't help sighing, Liangzi is probably lost.

On the ring, Zhong Jinliang shook the immortal sword in his hand and turned into a folding fan again. In the public eye, he saw Zhong Jinliang take out a scroll from the folding fan, then hung it on the ring, opening the scroll.

A portrait of Zhong Yan was revealed.

When I saw the portrait of Zhong Yan, the people who looked at the ring below couldn't help but start talking about it. Everyone can see that Zhong Jinliang is the rhythm of zooming in the move.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Jinliang referred to it, and the surrounding field began to roll over. From the portrait of Zhong Yan, a group of white fairy fogs began.

Zhong Jinliang did not want to give up, and wanted to ask Zhong Yan's upper body to do the last battle with Yu Ling.

The opposite teacher Yu Ling was too much, and suddenly felt the strong volatility of the field, the closed eyes opened suddenly, and the eyes were still calm.
Chapter completed!