Chapter 568 Two Fingers

"Xianling, I've waited for you for seventeen years, and finally I've waited for you."

The voice fell, and a handsome young man in black came from the front, with a cold expression and a strong momentum.

"Um?"

Ling Xian raised her brows and looked at the man walking towards him. She was vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Therefore, he had to ask: "Who is your Excellency? Have I offended you?"

Hearing this, the man was stunned. After that, the coldness on his face disappeared, replaced by embarrassment.

"You... you don't know me! Damn it, you forgot about me Leng Feng!"

The man was furious, and a terrifying aura swept out, shaking all directions.

He has been waiting for Ling Xian for seventeen years, but now, the people who have always regarded him as the target don't remember him at all, how can he not feel ashamed and angry?

"Ah, so you are Leng Feng, no wonder I feel a little familiar." Ling Xian suddenly realized, after thinking for a while, he understood why this person was full of killing intent.

It is nothing more than that after being defeated by himself, he is unwilling and deliberately came to be ashamed.

"Damn, am I so insignificant in your heart?"

Leng Feng's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since you left the sect, I have been waiting here for an hour every day for seventeen years, but you have actually forgotten me!"

"This…"

Ling Xian gave a wry smile, able to understand Leng Feng's mood at the moment.

The person who has been waiting for seventeen years is regarded as the object that must be surpassed, but he doesn't remember himself at all. No one can stand it!

But he really didn't remember Leng Feng, so who could blame him?

"Damn, you're damned!"

Leng Feng's furious hair rushed to the crown, and the terrifying momentum came out, like a stormy sea, raging into the sky.

The disciples who happened to pass by were also attracted and rushed over from a distance. "i more and more complete"

"Remove your breath, after all, it's been so many years,

Some forgetting is inevitable. "

Ling Xian couldn't help laughing and laughing, thinking that if you knew that I even remember the two guards, how would you feel? It is estimated that he will vomit three liters of blood directly.

"I don't care if you forget me or not, after this battle, I will always be imprinted in your heart."

Leng Feng stepped out one step, and the aura he exuded became more and more terrifying. It can be seen that he has grown a lot in the past ten years.

"It seems that you are determined to trouble me." Ling Xian frowned.

"Yes, it has been seventeen years, this humiliation has been in my heart for seventeen years, and today I will be ashamed."

Leng Feng's face was gloomy, he was full of anger at first, and Ling Xian didn't take him to heart, which made him even more angry.

"In the middle stage of the formation of pills, the training speed is good, but unfortunately, this strength is still not my opponent."

Ling Xian glanced at this person lightly, and said, "I just returned to the sect, and I don't want to do anything with you, so I quickly retreat to avoid humiliating myself."

"This time, the only person to be insulted is you."

Leng Feng smiled proudly, his face full of confidence: "Seventeen years, I have waited for a full seventeen years, today I will definitely suppress you and knock you down from the altar."

"Repression?"

Ling Xian glanced at Leng Feng lightly, and said, "In that competition, we competed fairly and didn't say anything about humiliation. If you insist on thinking that I am humiliating you, that's fine, I'll give you a chance today."

"Whether you give it or not, I will suppress you today!"

Leng Feng smiled disdainfully, and a dark and cold knife appeared on his right hand. Suddenly, killing intent poured out like a tide, causing the temperature of this space to drop suddenly.

"Well, let's settle you first, and then go to work."

Ling Xian sighed softly, then stretched out his right hand, making a gesture of invitation.

"Go ahead."

As soon as the voice fell, the monks who gathered to watch the fun immediately started chatting.

"Isn't that Master Xian? He is facing Leng Feng? Looking at this posture, it's going to be a fight."

"It's normal. In the four major competitions more than ten years ago, Master Xian killed Leng Feng with one move. Anyone who changed it would be unwilling."

"Who do you think will win? I guess Leng Feng is more likely to win. Don't you know that since he lost to Master Xian, the whole person is like a demon, cultivating like crazy."

"Yeah, and his cultivation base is already in the middle stage of forming an elixir, and he is making rapid progress. It is estimated that he will win this battle."

There was a lot of discussion, and many people were optimistic about Leng Feng.

First, it was because he cultivated too hard, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of forming an elixir. However, Ling Xian has been away from the sect for more than ten years, and no one knows his current cultivation.

"Did you hear what they said?"

Leng Feng stood with a knife, his eyes fixed on Ling Xian, and said: "For seventeen years, I have been cultivating frantically, trying my best to squeeze every bit of my potential. There are many times when I am only a thin line away from death, because of you. beat."

"Now, I finally have the strength to defeat you, Xian Ling, you can also taste the taste of being defeated by you!"

Leng Feng pointed at Ling Xian with a knife, and the cold killing intent locked him firmly.

However, he was not moved at all.

"I haven't lost a single one since my cultivation. But I think that even if I lose one day, I won't hold a grudge like you do."

"Then give it a try, when I defeat you, you'll know what it's like!" Leng Feng grinned grimly, and the black knife in his hand slashed down!

brush!

The black knife broke through the air, and it arrived in the blink of an eye. The chilling chill made the spectators suddenly change color!

However, Ling Xian was still so calm and calm.

"There are losers, but it will never be you."

Speaking lightly, Ling Xian slowly stretched out two fingers, and under everyone's astonished eyes, lightly clamped the knife.

clang!

The crisp sound echoed, setting off everyone's dull faces.

Only Leng Feng was not sluggish. Instead of being surprised, he was delighted.

The voice fell, and the divine might came out!

The black long sword erupted with dazzling splendor, condensed into a hundred-zhang sword light, and slashed down from the top of the nine heavens, trying to split Ling Xian into two halves!

This scene made everyone change color again, and their eyes couldn't hide their horror.

"Haha, Xian Ling, die!" Leng Feng burst out laughing, with a proud look on his face.

"It's too early for you to be proud."

Ling Xian glanced at this person lightly, and let the sword light fall down without any defense. However, when the sword light was only three inches above his head, it dissipated with the wind.

After that, his two fingers holding the black knife began to exert force, and there was no Shenhua rushing into the sky, no momentum flowing.

However, at the moment when he exerted force, everyone heard a crisp sound.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the black knife broke and fell to the ground.

It also fell into the hearts of everyone present.

All eyes looked at Ling Xian, some in shock, some in fear, some in disbelief.

Standing still, let the sword light break itself without attacking?

With two fingers, the black knife broke instantly?

My God, what kind of strength does this have to be? !

Everyone present was shocked, and their faces were full of incredible.

Leng Feng, in particular, was shocked to such an extent that it was difficult to even breathe.

...(Nine Immortals../22/22592/)--(Nine Immortals)