Sheng Fu

Chapter 123 The Gap
When Liang Ning came on stage, Fu Cheng made a point of confessing, and when Jing Hanqing came on stage, Fu Cheng only nodded his head. The status of these two people in Qilu can be imagined.

This is a girl who is neither good-looking nor ugly, not even a middle-aged figure, wearing a very simple plain dress, with calluses on the tiger's mouth.

She is close to seven feet tall, already surpassing the height of many men, like an old girl who often works in the fields.

She is very simple, she walked to the martial arts field step by step, and did not deliberately arrive there in an instant.

Holding a strange long sword in her hand, the autumn wind blew and her long hair was lifted. The girl's eyes were neither sad nor joyful, resembling her name very much.

It wasn't Yu Wenjun's appearance that lifted the spirits of everyone on the viewing platform, but Jing Hanqing. During the martial arts test, she personally killed a Demon Cult master in the Huangting realm.

From the beginning to the end, it was calm and unhurried, the sword was not stained with blood, and so was the person.

Yu Wenjun came to the martial arts arena slowly, heard about this girl's deeds, and admired her demeanor very much.

She is very pure, neither the gorgeousness of the children of the aristocratic family nor the poverty of the children of the poor family.

Standing there, it seems to be unattractive, but the sense of presence is extremely strong.

Such as the mountain rock protruding from the center of the lake.

The two saluted each other, Jing Hanqing had a slightly surprised look on his face, and said, "Where's your renunciation?"

Yu Wenjun raised his hand to show his jade bracelet, and said calmly, "It's right here."

Jing Hanqing smiled silently: "Understood."

She doesn't care about Yuwen Jun's trust, or about face, she has never cared too much, she will only choose the most affordable part.

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword energy poured out like the cold moonlight. It seemed that the moves were simple, and every ray of sword energy revealed an unbearable coercion among the same level.

Jing Peiyao, Liu Qinghua, Xu Huanshan, and Nanshan Wujue all frowned at this moment.

Xie Yiming on the viewing platform said solemnly, "Brother, is the sword in Miss Jing Hanqing's hand that sword?"

The corner of Sui Ting's mouth raised, "Brother's guess is right."

Chu Xin'er, who was at the side, just saw the sword energy leaking from a distance, and was startled, and said nervously, "What kind of sword is that?"

Xie Yiming said seriously: "The name Haiyue comes from the allusion of the bright moon on the sea. It is a sharp weapon for the spiritual stones in the sea to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon all the year round and grow naturally."

"During the ancient war, this sword used to be the sword of the demon princess. After the war, the demon princess died on the battlefield, and the whereabouts of the sword is unknown."

"This is a sharp blade that can keep pace with Liuxue."

"Bathed in a lot of holy blood, just on the edge, or on the snow."

Chu Xin'er's heart sank to the bottom of the lake at this moment. Just one Fucheng alone was enough for senior brother Zhuang Qin to have a headache, but now there is another Jing Hanqing. This time, the Banquet of Ba Gu is not very friendly to the south. .

Xie Yiming said with emotion: "There are some hermit sects in the north, and they have started to emerge in recent years. Brother, you are very unkind."

Sui Ting replied triumphantly: "I'm just the head of the mission, and I don't have much right to speak. I hope you can understand."

Ren Huang, Qiu Qing, Li Hongshan and others looked at it with gusto. With such a sword in hand, Yu Wenjun might not dare to push it too hard, and even if he pulls out his broken mind, he might not be able to confront a sacred weapon like Haiyue head-on. front.

The sword energy like moonlight falling on the sea is about to overwhelm Yu Wenjun, and some officials even feel that Yu Wenjun will die in the next moment.

At this moment, Yu Wenjun propped up a black and golden body-protecting qi, and the vast universe was faintly reflected on the qi.

Loudly!
In front of this body-protecting qi, Jing Hanqing's sword qi was unstoppable, like a mud cow entering the sea, he disappeared.

The Human Sovereign smiled strangely and said, "The chaotic qi is very good. This young man has really got Gu Yong's true inheritance."

Fucheng and Zhuang Qin had serious expressions on their faces. After the two fought against each other, they could directly judge who was the one with the strongest combat power.

He didn't succeed in one move, Jing Hanqing was astonished in his heart, and insisted on raising his aura to the peak of Chengsheng, and the sword aura in the entire martial arts arena formed a vast ocean.

The unattractive girl once again amazed everyone, and many elderly people looked at the young people in the north. Among the seven laws, two of them were at the peak of Chengsheng.

Seeing this situation, Xie Yiming felt indescribably sour.

The waves pushed forward silently, and Jing Han, holding a sword in his hand, walked towards Yu Wenjun step by step.

The waves under his feet stirred up a brilliant spray, and Jing Hanqing stabbed Yu Wenjun with his sword. The blade of the sword was glued to the chaotic qi, rubbing out vigorous and strong fluctuations of true essence.

The vast universe above the chaotic qi is gradually blurred, and the qi seems to be broken.

Yu Wenjun still didn't show his broken mind, he slightly raised his hand, the chaotic essence in his palm was burning like a raging fire, and he pushed it flat to Jing Hanqing.

The powerful energy collapsed on the Haiyue Sword, and immediately Jing Hanqing's hand holding the sword trembled, the tiger's mouth split open, and a lot of blood spilled out, and without a sound, a turbulent breath enveloped the entire martial arts arena.

Jing Hanqing felt a pure pressure, as if he was in the abyss and hell, and he seemed to be drifting in the vast starry sky.

Human Sovereign frowned slightly, with complicated eyes, and said with great interest: "That's right, you've entered Huang Ting's realm so quickly."

The hearts of the young people who participated in the Banquet of the Eight Gus sank at the same time. The coercion of the Huangting realm made Jing Han Qing feel like a light on their backs, making everyone's hearts heavy.

After breaking through Jing Hanqing's sword, Yu Wenjun did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but slowly walked towards this unremarkable woman, showing no fighting spirit.

"This is indeed a sharp sword. The one who can use it is a human being. Your sword's heart is a little muddy." Yu Wenjun said kindly.

The surrounding pressure gradually dissipated, Jing Hanqing gushed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and knelt on the ground with one knee, the sword in his hand screaming beyond sword intent.

Jing Hanqing said with complicated emotions: "I thought I could beat you."

Yu Wenjun smiled and said: "There will be opportunities in the future."

Jing Hanqing smiled bitterly and said, "With such a gap, there is probably no chance."

Yu Wenjun helped Jing Hanqing up, and glanced at His Highness King Ping in the distance.

The prince did not expect that Yu Wenjun would actually start to practice the "Chaos Ancient Classic", so the leader of the martial arts test has almost been made clear.

"Yu Wenjun wins, and Zhu Hong will play against Li Huaiyi in the next match."

The excitement dissipated in shock, and people no longer had expectations for the next one. Perhaps only when Fu Cheng stepped forward, people would lift their spirits up again.

After taking his seat, Liu Qinghua said excitedly: "Junior brother, have you obtained the true biography? Why didn't you say it before? Also, how did you break through the Huang Ting barrier?"

Yu Wenjun was not so happy, because after the banquet of Bagu ended, Gu Yong would be attacked from all sides, and he hated himself for not being able to solve the problems of senior Gu Yong.

He said calmly, "Naturally."

The first time he practiced the "Ancient Sutra of Chaos" was so hot, which was enough to amaze many famous people. Yu Wenjun's foundation is there, and he did not encounter any obstacles in practicing "Ancient Chaos".

But it's just a little superficial, and it's still far from the essence.

Liu Qinghua saw that Yu Wenjun's face was not right, and asked cautiously: "Junior brother, what's the matter with you, I feel that you have been very mysterious recently."

Jing Peiyao enlightened from the side: "Don't ask too many questions. When he first arrived in Huang Ting, he had too many feelings in his heart. He probably hasn't fully digested them yet. The current fight will help him digest those feelings."

Liu Qinghua sat obediently by the side without saying a word, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Jing Peiyao stared at Yu Wenjun, and didn't say much. What should be known, will be known sooner or later.

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