Immortal Cultivation

No one could tell how Han Jing, wearing a mask, reacted after being chosen by Yan Beifeng.

Did he regret his previous choice? Was there any fear on his face at this moment?

Although some time had passed, he still had not enough time to heal.

It was impossible to recover from a serious injury.

However, Han Jing's steps were firm, and he walked towards the ring.

The two came to the ring.

Yan Beifeng looked at him coldly and said, "I don't care what kind of hatred you have for the Biluo Sect, but you should never kill Junior Sister Ding."

"The moment you acted, your fate was doomed."

"Really? You are sure you can kill me, don't let yourself get stuck here."

There seemed to be a chill in his voice.

There was no fear at all.

"Die!"

Yan Beifeng didn't waste words and attacked Han Jing directly.

As soon as he attacked, he exerted all his strength and didn't give Han Jing any chance.

It was more like releasing the emotions in his heart, hoping to vent them all through killing.

And Han Jing became his target.

"Hmph!"

Han Jing snorted coldly, and his momentum also rose.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, he forced himself to increase his speed to the extreme.

Bang!

The attacks of the two collided instantly.

Yan Beifeng and Han Jing retreated at the same time, but Yan Beifeng's situation was better, he only retreated half a step.

But Han Jing retreated one step.

Yan Beifeng's eyes condensed, and he put away his contempt.

Even in a serious injury, he could still catch his full-strength attack.

If he was in his prime, he had a premonition that he might not be this person's opponent.

Who is this person? Why have I never heard of him before?

To be able to reach this level of strength, his talent must be extraordinary.

If a disciple with such talent joins a sect, he will definitely be an absolute genius and will be trained by that sect.

But this person is shown to be a casual cultivator.

And he also has some deep hatred for the Biluo Sect.

Who is he?

These questions only flashed through Yan Beifeng's mind.

When he retreated half a step, Yan Beifeng did not stop attacking, and the next move of the technique was already being performed.

Continue to go towards Han Jing.

Even if Han Jing is strong, he has been seriously injured.

The further he goes, the more difficult it will be for him.

I am afraid that he will not be able to support it by then.

Lin Yi wants to observe more through the full-strength fight between Yan Beifeng and Han Jing, and judge who this person is?

Along the way, many people's figures appeared in Lin Yi's mind.

One by one with this person.

In fact, at the beginning, he had a sense of familiarity, like the figure of someone.

But he can't be very sure.

Because many things don't match.

Lin Yi can only look for more clues, but he hopes that Yan Beifeng can kill Han Jing, and then take off the mask, and naturally know the true identity of this person.

This fight is destined to be a life-and-death struggle.

Yan Beifeng must kill Han Jing, and judging from Han Jing's reaction, he doesn't intend to let Yan Beifeng go.

Every time he attacks, it seems that he has no scruples, and he has been seriously injured.

Bang!

Han Jing's body was finally thrown out by Yan Beifeng's attack.

Yan Beifeng would not miss such a great opportunity, and he increased his speed to the limit, and he must kill this man immediately.

"Be careful!"

Lin Yi spoke subconsciously, and he saw Han Jing's hand move slightly.

Tiny hidden needles shot towards Yan Beifeng.

Of course, Yan Beifeng could not hear it.

Yan Beifeng naturally found it and dodged hurriedly.

But the distance was too close, and a hidden needle still shot into his body.

"Die!"

But when he looked in that direction, there was no figure of Han Jing.

Looking outside the ring, Han Jing had already escaped.

Puff!

Blood spurted continuously.

He could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

"Senior, I escaped from the ring and took the initiative to admit defeat. It doesn't violate the rules, right?"

Han Jing knew that this was his only chance.

Taking advantage of Yan Beifeng's opportunity to dodge the hidden weapon, he escaped from the ring and escaped the life crisis.

He was already seriously injured, and he had forced himself to use his cultivation before.

He was attacked by Yan Beifeng with all his strength, and he had no ability to resist.

He might be killed by the next attack.

He used the remaining spiritual power in his dantian to escape from the ring.

At this moment, he was supported by faith.

He had to wait for the old man's reply to see if he had passed the critical period.

Yan Beifeng covered his left arm, which was injured by the hidden weapon.

Yan Beifeng's face was extremely ugly. Not only did he not kill Han Jing, but he was also injured by him.

More importantly, he found that the hidden weapon was poisonous, but his body seemed to be fine now.

It is still unknown what poison is in the hidden weapon.

"Senior, the duel is not over yet. He is seriously violating the rules and must be severely punished. He must come back to duel with me until the end."

Yan Beifeng was unwilling and spoke to the old man.

The old man smiled peacefully and said, "There is nothing wrong with his behavior. It's you who didn't seize the opportunity."

Han Jing smiled in his eyes, and when he looked at Yan Beifeng, he laughed coldly.

He fell down.

He was unconscious.

What else could Yan Beifeng do? The old man had already spoken. If he dared to question him again, he would be angry.

This old man was not a good person. The peaceful smile on his face made people feel even more creepy.

He walked down the ring with his left arm covered. When he passed by the unconscious Han Jing, he had the urge to kill him countless times.

But he also knew that he could not succeed with the old man here.

Instead, he was killed by the old man before he killed Han Jing.

He could only walk towards the Biluo Sect area with a grim face.

"Brother Yan, how are you?"

Ding Ling'er asked hurriedly.

Yan Beifeng apologized and said, "Junior Sister Ding, I am fine. I didn't avenge you. I am incompetent."

"No, no, Brother Yan, I am useless. So many brothers have suffered because of me."

Ding Ling'er blamed herself very much.

Lin Yi came to Yan Beifeng and said, "Junior Brother Yan, how are you?"

Lin Yi knew that Yan Beifeng was injured by a hidden weapon, but he didn't know the details.

Looking at Yan Beifeng's face, it seemed that there was no sign of poisoning.

He had been poisoned twice before, and his body reacted extremely quickly.

It didn't take long for his face to change.

But looking at Yan Beifeng's expression, it was always the same. Lin Yi didn't know whether Yan Beifeng was simply injured by a hidden weapon or something else?

If he was simply injured by a hidden weapon, it would not be a big deal.

For a cultivator, this injury, as long as it did not hurt the vital parts, was just a minor injury and would recover in a short time.

Yan Beifeng did not answer immediately, but forced out the hidden weapon in his left arm.

He then handed it to Lin Yi.

Lin Yi's face changed. This hidden weapon obviously had some kind of poison.

But he didn't know what this poison was?

He hurriedly asked: "Junior Brother Yan, how is your body reacting now?"