V5.Chapter 40

He is the venerable

These four words hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. Among them, the most responsive is undoubtedly the Qilian double demons. Their eyes were originally full of confidence. Before the fight, their momentum was so strong that they had a little bit of arrogance. Although they also showed some respect for the famous Jin campaign, they could fully feel their great confidence in winning the war from their actions.

But after a fight, he Yiming knocked them unconscious when he Yindun turned the world upside down.

Although this earth series handprint knocked everyone unconscious, it was undoubtedly the two of them who were most affected. Had it not been for the perfect protection, they would have even died on the spot.

However, their hearts were like a rock, and they rallied up again to fight the Jin campaign. But at this moment, seeing the extreme speed that the Jin campaign can only use after the venerable communicates the power of heaven and earth, and he Yiming's more obvious earth drilling technique, their hearts really filled with a trace of despair.

What kind of opponents are they facing? Are they still human?

The flower of the five elements immediately turned around, enveloping the Qilian double demons. Their backs were against their backs, and their eyes were deeply bitter.

The figure suddenly flashed, and he Yiming had appeared from under the ground, and his face was still with a cold sneer. But at this time, everyone looked at him with a bit of deep fear. Some people even thought that when they first met him, they were still despised. They immediately lowered their heads and felt uneasy in their hearts.

After seeing he Yiming, the faces of the Qilian double demons changed slightly. The big demon immediately bowed deeply and said, "Lord he, we conceded defeat."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sad and laughing.

Fan Shuo took a deep breath, his eyes gradually turned cold, and said, "brother Gao, brother Du, this time you are too much."

After that, he took a step forward, and suddenly a boundless evil spirit surged from him.

When the old man first met, he gave people a good impression, just like a nice guy. However, when he really showed the momentum that made everyone feel frightened, people remembered that the old man was not an ordinary person, he also had a powerful identity of a venerable.

"Brother he, I apologize to you for what the two little disciples have offended. But I'm a little itchy now. Why don't you and I have a duel?" Fan Shuo said calmly.

In an instant, the air in the valley seemed to solidify at this moment. This was not the imprisonment of a powerful venerable, but the great pressure from everyone's heart.

No one can imagine that today it will turn into the battle of the venerable

In the eyes of these people, there is also a strong sense of excitement. The opportunity to see the war at the venerable level is truly unique.

He Yiming looked at him in amazement and shivered excitedly. Without hesitation, he said firmly, "I refuse."

A strange idea flashed through his mind. Was the old man crazy. As long as you are not an idiot, you will definitely not accept such a proposal.

Fan Shuo laughed a few times and said, "brother Gao, this is the venerable person invited by your Lingxiao temple. He will only bully junior people. If it is spread out, it will make people laugh."

Although his mouth was full of laughter, there was no hint of laughter.

In an instant, the faces of most of the strong people in Lingxiao temple were hot.

This time, even if they lost the competition, and even the death of Jin battle on the spot, they would not feel so embarrassed.

The Qilian double demons are not venerable, but the Lingxiao temple has sent a strange venerable to compete with them. If this matter is really publicized, then the Lingxiao temple will collapse overnight after it has been accumulated step by step for thousands of years and reached the peak of the great Shen.

Gao Weiliang shook his head with a dignified face. Although his heart was also suspicious, he scolded Zhang Zhongying and Jin Yingzhan. But I understand that at this time, there can be no hesitation.

He slowly opened his mouth, and his clear voice spread far away, so that everyone could hear it clearly: "brother fan, you are wrong."

"What's my fault?" Fan Shuo said coldly.

Gao Weiliang's eyes were like electricity and his voice was like a knife: "he Yiming is a strong man in the realm of three flowers from the northwest Tianchi Lake. He even hasn't formed a confrontation yet. How can he get together and succeed?" His voice paused slightly and said, "brother fan has been closed for too long, and he can't even distinguish his breath?"

Although Gao Weiliang's words had a hint of cynicism, it was this unscrupulous strength that made fan Shuo hesitate.

If not for his absolute assurance, how could Gao Weiliang be so confident.

Fan shuojing calmed down and carefully sensed the breath from he Yiming. His face became more and more shocked. The feeling this person gave him was indeed far from reaching the realm of the venerable. Moreover, fan Shuo himself did not believe from the bottom of his heart that LingXiao palace would do such stupid things.

However, the other party's flipping palm and the skill of drilling into the earth were like two big hands holding his heart tightly, which made it difficult for him to let go.

Jin Zhanfei came to he Yiming's side, and the two stood side by side.

Facing fan Shuo's blade like eyes, Jin battle bowed deeply and said, "master fan, brother he and his younger generation came all the way from the northwest. The younger generation guaranteed his life and family, and brother he has not reached the realm of the supreme."

Fan Shuo pondered for a moment, and the powerful evil spirit in his eyes eased down. He suddenly asked, "since he has not reached the realm of the venerable, how can he perform the art of drilling the earth?"

In fact, in his heart, what he wants to ask more is how he Yiming hit that incredible sky. However, even if he is involved in specific combat skills, he can't open the mouth.

Jin battle smiled and said, "fan Zun, the younger generation is also not a Zun, but the younger generation also learned to sit idle for thousands of miles."

Fan Shuo's face was expressionless, but his voice was somewhat interrogative: "nephew Jin Xian should understand that the art of ten thousand li idle court and the art of drilling the earth are two completely different meanings. As I know, since the past dynasties, there has been a person who has mastered the art of ten thousand Li idle court in his innate realm." At this point, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he Yiming also found that most people have the same brilliance in their eyes. It can be seen that this matter is indeed widespread.

Innate realm, thousands of miles of leisure

He Yiming was really hard to associate these two phrases. His heart flashed. He thought of water Xuanjin. The old man also understood the true meaning of the power of the wind at the end of his life. But unfortunately, he didn't survive. If he could break through to a glimmer of heaven, wouldn't he also become a similar legend.

Fan Shuo paused, his tone increased a little, and there was a trace of sternness and sternness: "but since the past dynasties, even those who used to be strong in Shinto have never heard of anyone who could master the art of drilling the earth in the realm below the venerable." His voice suddenly increased and said, "nephew Kim Hyun, do you want to tell me that this Mr. He's talent is far more than those predecessors of Shinto in the past, and he is the best in the world who has never been before and will never come?"

Everyone calmed down, and everyone's eyes focused on the battle of gold.

However, his face was still calm, and there was an indescribable firmness in his eyes. It seemed that such a strong questioning from the other party could not cause the slightest waves in his heart.

With a deep bow to fan Shuo, Jin battle Lang said, "fan Zun, brother he's talent above martial arts is indeed the best in the world, and no one can surpass."

Fan Shuo was slightly stunned. Except for the two venerable figures in Lingxiao hall, Zhang Zhongying and Wei zongjin, the others couldn't help exchanging eyes, and the atmosphere in the field was suddenly weird.

Fan Shuo's eyes turned cold and said, "how can I see it?"

Jin battle held his head high, and his voice rose Lang Lang: "brother he is not yet 20 years old this year. I would like to ask fan Zun whether anyone has made such achievements in his age."

Fan Shuo's face suddenly froze, not only him, but also the limited number of people who had known the inside story for a long time.

The dragon of wind and fire shown by he Yiming and his skill of drilling the earth show that he is at least an expert in the realm of three flowers.

Although the master of this realm can't be compared with the venerable, at the thought of his age, everyone's heart suddenly felt a strange feeling.

In this feeling, there is envy, suspicion, admiration, jealousy, and even a strong sense of loss.

Fan Shuo looked at he Yiming deeply, and he said slowly, "Mr. He... I dare to ask your excellency how old you are this year."

He Yiming's face showed a helpless smile and said, "nineteen."

At this point, whether he likes it or not, he must tell the truth.

The muscles on fan Shuo's face twitched slightly for a few times. He sighed and said, "I'm just reckless. Please forgive me, Mr. He."

He Yiming felt a chill in his heart. A dignified Lord would bow his head to him in front of everyone. This thing seemed to be a scenery, but he just felt chilly in his heart. The old man in front of him, if not a real gentleman, must be a unscrupulous villain.

All the onlookers also sighed in their hearts, but they have fully accepted the fact that he Yiming is not a venerable person.

At this age, they have reached the realm of three flowers. Even such a magical thing has happened, so what else can't be accepted.

Fan Shuo waved his big hand and said, "today's competition is over. We lost."

Jin campaign eyebrows a pick, suddenly tunnel: "wait..."