Fighting the Martial Universe

Ding Kun heard that Huang Qingyan was about to challenge himself, and he was completely angry because of Zhang Mofan's challenge.

He jumped, jumped in front of Huang Qingyan, and shouted angrily: "Do you really think I'm a soft-squeezed persimmon? Zhang Mofan finished pinching you, come and pinch me?"

He thought he was not Zhang Mofan's opponent, but this Huang Qingyan actually had to ride on his head.

Snapped!

However, just after Ding Kun's words were finished, Huang Qingyan's figure pulled out an afterimage, appeared in front of Ding Kun, and then slapped it out.

At this speed, people didn't react at all and hit Ding Kun's chest directly.

boom!

Being hit by Huang Qingyan's palm, Na Ding Kun flew upside down, vomiting a lot of blood.

"What is your strength?"

Ding Kun showed a painful expression on his face, how could he not believe that Huang Qingyan actually injured him with a palm.

Moreover, he couldn't resist at all.

"With my current strength, it is easy to leapfrog and challenge the strong in the early days of Zhengang. What is the difficulty of defeating you?"

Huang Qingyan kicked it again and kicked it directly. No matter how he resisted it, it was of no avail. He couldn't bear this kick at all, and he flew out again.

Many disciples were shocked, only two tricks were to defeat Ding Kun, this Huang Qingyan was also terrifying.

"Why is this Huang Qingyan so powerful? It is also nine layers of imperial energy, condensing three powerful strengths, why is the gap so big?"

Many disciples were puzzled.

"She must have cultivated some powerful exercises. It may be a heavenly exercise or even a holy exercise. Otherwise, it is impossible to easily crush Ding Kun at the same level."

"This Ding Kun, anyway, can be regarded as the strongest person on the list. He was beaten so badly by Zhang Mofan and Huang Qingyan."

Many disciples secretly exclaimed, and they also have poor Ding Kun!

The qualifiers for the rankings came to an end amid many discussions among disciples.

Huang Qingyan, just like Zhang Mofan a year ago, made it to the top of the list, and naturally became the biggest winner in the list of qualifiers.

"Huang Qingyan, it's the first time you are on the top of the list. You can make a request to Zongmen."

The presiding elder asked Huang Qingyan and said: "If you have any request, I will ask the elders for instructions."

"I want to ask the sect to help me refine a profound treasure. I can provide materials."

Huang Qingyan said.

"Oh? Do you have the materials?"

The presiding elder was slightly surprised, and it was not difficult to refine the profound treasure.

However, the material for refining Xuanbao is very rare.

"This time I went on a mission and obtained a lot of materials for refining profound treasures."

Yellow light flue.

"Yes, you give me the materials, and I will invite several elders to help you build a mysterious weapon, but it will take a lot of time."

"Then thank you elder."

Huang Qingyan arched his hands and threw a ring to the elder.

Soon, everyone disbanded, and Zhang Mofan took Huang Qingyan to the Overlord's Court.

"Several brothers, I will be away for a while recently."

Zhang Mofan said to several seniors.

"What? Are you leaving again?"

Jian Loulan said in surprise.

"This time you can rest assured, I'm just going home."

Zhang Mofan smiled.

"You can go, but let Junior Brother Nine follow you, lest you disappear again."

Jian Loulan exhorted: "Jin Jiu, you will be with the tenth brother, don't let him play any missing. This disappearance is one year, and our senior brothers and sisters can't bear it."

"Senior Sister Seven, don't worry, it's okay if I follow Junior Sister Ten."

Di Ren hugged Zhang Mofan's shoulders and laughed.

During this period of time, he has been practicing in retreat, so he can just go out and relax.

"it is good!"

Zhang Mofan nodded.

Soon, the three of them set off and left the sect.

Because they are heading to Shiwan Dashan, they don't have to pick up the task.

When the three of Zhang Mofan flew out of the Zonghengmen, Zhang Mofan was extremely excited in his heart, and he was looking forward to seeing Ba Ye again.

The Eighth Master is a character in the ancient times, the true ancestor of ten thousand demons, and possesses countless cultivation experience.

In the past two years, to what extent can he cultivate?

In fact, this time when he returned to Dongzhou, Zhang Mofan's confidence was not very great. After all, he was only in the early stage of Zhengang, and perhaps he could fight the Hall of Souls Lord.

However, it is definitely not easy.

However, Luo Qingluan's wedding day was also approaching, and he had to face it.

Back then, he said that he would marry Luo Qingluan and his father in front of the Hall of Souls.

"Ten Junior Brother, what are you talking about? You are from Dongzhou? It is said that Dongzhou is the weakest existence among the hundred states. Moreover, in recent years, the barren gate entrance examination has not heard of Dongzhou disciples. Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Ten you are a disciple of Dongzhou."

On the way, Di Ren got to know him, and when he knew Zhang Mofan had come out of Dongzhou, he was completely surprised.

Originally, a genius like Zhang Mofan, even in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, would be difficult to be born, but he did not expect that he would be a native of Dongzhou.

"Ten Junior Brother, what happened to you this year? It's really scary to be promoted to Zhen Gang. Do you know that Senior Sister Seven and Senior Brother Six have stayed for two full years, but they haven't been able to break through."

Di Ren continued to ask.

"Good luck!"

Zhang Mofan smiled, and said, "Senior Brother Jiu, there may be some troublesome things to come back this time. You can help out at that time."

Then, Zhang Mofan told Di Ren about something two years ago.

"What kind of Ghost Fighting Soul Palace? It's so arrogant? I knew it, you just let the Fourth Senior Brother come. The Fourth Senior Brother is a strong Tiangang, and one hand can destroy the Fighting Soul Hall."

When Di Ren heard Zhang Mofan's past, he couldn't breathe.

Such an arrogant and domineering force, he still heard about it once.

"I don't want more people to know about the Dongzhou matter. Since you are following me, you have to keep it secret for me, you know? You can't talk about it when you return to the Overlord's Court in the future."

Zhang Mofan reminded.

"Ok!"

Di Ren nodded ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to speed up the flight.

The three of them flew at full speed, and it only took three days to arrive at the Tianling City in Lingzhou and meet the Eighth Master first.

Zhang Mofan took the three of them directly to the inn agreed upon with the Eighth Master, ready to wait for the Eighth Master.

The two-year appointment is only a few days away.

The three of them were just about to enter the inn. In the inn, two big guys walked out and said coldly, "Get out of here, this inn has been taken up by our owner."

After Di Ren heard it, he immediately became angry and sneered: "What vision? There are still people in this broken inn? Tenth Junior Brother, let's change the place. As you are, the lord of this city should come to welcome you."

"Yo yo yo? Actually, there is someone who can brag, let the city lord meet? Only our master is qualified to be greeted by the city lord."

The big man folded his arms around his chest and sneered: "You three, where do you go cool off."

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