There was no sensation, just calm and uninterrupted!

"This, this..."

"Impossible! This is impossible, he finally..."

"When did it come and why, I don't feel anything at all!"

Everyone's faces were filled with horror, fear and incredible.

No one noticed when Lynch appeared. You should know that the students present at the top of their strength and realm are all top-notch existences in any place in the Tianling Realm.

But what about now?

Even though he didn't even notice a living person!

and.

If you look at Lynch carefully, it turns out to be just the early stage of the Holy Lord Realm!

This is completely a mess in the Qilin campus, and the end of the crane exists.

Among them, they just picked out a transformation of the Holy Lord Realm, not just a few streets away from them.

"Come?" At this moment, Ye Wuqing suddenly opened his eyes, and the momentum accumulated around him reached the top.

When I opened my eyes, it was like a demon lion awakening. The accumulated momentum suddenly burst out with a dangerous aura that was convulsing to the extreme, like a storm, sweeping the whole audience, like a global storm, and plunging the entire world into a terrifying abyss.

Everyone present only felt that a battle with chaos was about to break out.

And at this moment.

Lynch is at the center of this storm gathering!

However, he seemed to ignore it and landed on the ground without any effect.

"Yeah, here it's here!"

Lynch said calmly.

His expression was as unwavering as an ancient well.

but.

All the reactions on the scene were already visible.

At this moment, Lynch finally understood why even Chengyi said that the incident about him was unprecedented in the city!

It turns out that he has long become a public enemy of the entire hospital and public outrage is rampant!

But Lynch didn't say a word.

There is no need to say more!

Really, it's completely unnecessary.

He stood quietly opposite Ye Wuqing.

Look at him.

He and Ye Wuqing are in two completely opposite states.

He had no momentum on his body, as if he was an ordinary person, simple and unpretentious, as if he would forget it at a glance when put in a crowd of people.

However, before that, Lynch was promoted to the early stage of the Holy Lord Realm in the Divine Crystal Cultivation Room, but also to the fourth level of the Soul Pill Realm.

Both the body and the soul have achieved a transcendent posture, far from being the existence of these students, who have guessed and understood.

but.

Ye Wuqing raised his eyebrows with a little surprise: "Very good!"

"You are also very good!" Lynch glanced at Ye Wuqing deeply.

In the past half month, although Ye Wuqing did not improve much in his realm, he was like a sword, as if he had entered a state of artistic conception, and he was the master of this state of artistic conception.

"Then, the time is right now! No more or less, just right!" Ye Wuqing said.

"Absolutely, I've gotten stuck at this time," said Lynch.

After the two of them said this, they had some momentum at the same time, and they were naturally emitting invisibly, and they were actually fighting against each other, with no difference in the sharp edge.

Everyone present could see it.

Although Lynch is only in the Holy Lord realm, the feeling he gives people is really equal to Ye Wuqing.

"It must be an illusion."

"Yes, it's impossible."

"Ye Wuqing had already broken through the second turn of the realm before. Now, he may have truly entered the third turn of the realm. In addition, he has integrated the ancient magic sword technique, and this is like Lynch!

No one believed that Ye Wuqing, who Lynch could really win.

But there was another voice in his heart saying that Lynch was not bad for Ye Wuqing.

now.

Yue Pingzhi felt even more and more wrong, and he became more and more panicked. He couldn't help shouting: "Director Yang, I have a problem. Lynch came back just after a stick of incense. He was not qualified to fight Ye Wuqing. If he missed the agreed time, he would have to lose."

Yang Yizhen, just intriguing: "Is that true?"

Xue Ziyi hummed: "If you don't see it, it doesn't mean that others haven't seen it! Besides, your time for this incense stick is shorter than normal. It must be that you are doing it!"

After saying this, many people also realized it and discovered this: "It seems to be a little shorter than usual."

"Ahem, how do I know this? I just took a stick of incense stick, maybe the quality is not very good..." Yue Pingzhi's face turned blue and purple.

Yang Yizhen looked at Yue Pingzhi deeply, and then said seriously: "I announce that time is not different, the decisive battle begins, no one is allowed to have any objections!"

Yue Pingzhi twitched, but he had to give up, but he felt in his heart that even if he came in the end, he would still lose!

"Here, why, still?" Ding Hanxiang's eyes were red. She stared at Lynch, her mind buzzed, her face froze, and she was completely at a loss. What should I do now? Who can teach me how to face it!

The center of the martial arts field.

Under the gaze of everyone.

"Come on the sword!" Ye Wuqing held his hand towards the sky.

Buzzing.

A crisp sound of swords suddenly sounded from a place in the Qilin campus.

"Ye Wuqing's sword has been washing the sword pool. He really wants to use the sword!"

"As far as I know, he must have been using a sword for a long time."

"Is it still necessary? He is ranked first in the Qilin campus, so who dares to shake him?"

Sword washing pool.

In the backyard of the weapon refining pavilion in the Qilin Campus.

But at that time, after Ye Wuqing put his sword in, the entire sword washing pool turned into a pool of black water.

This is not Ye Wuqing's sword, which faded or was stained with something.

But because the water in the sword washing pond is a special heavy water, which is washed away by the dirty and sinful aura on the sword. However, Ye Wuqing's sword cannot be washed clean at all, and has been for so many years.

Later, no one put the sword in the sword washing pool. Only Ye Wuqing's sword was left.

now.

With Ye Wuqing's summoning.

The sword-washing pool seemed to boil and bubbling. A black sword suddenly shook out from the sword-washing pool, flying straight into the sky, like a wild horse that broke free.

Then, he swam and sprinted spiritually on the sky until finally, he suddenly disappeared from the sky.

Swish!

When it appears again.

It has fallen into Ye Wuqing's hands.

Ye Wuqing held it with slightest grip, and he looked at the sword. He held the sword, as if two incomplete things were finally merged together.

The sword is three feet four, and it is a very poor size. For a weapon refiner, this is a failed size.

The sword body is black all over, and it is the ultimate black black. Even under the light, there is no reflection or any pattern. It even makes people feel that there is no strangeness. It is so ordinary that it cannot be ordinary.
Chapter completed!