Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Although Ling Tian's sudden appearance had concealed the light emitted by the head disciple of the Ziyun Sect, Xin Ziang was still the genius disciple of the Grade Six Martial Spirit. To succeed in the Ning Po at such a young age, naturally, the combat power could not be underestimated.    

His sword arts and Martial Skill were tyrannical, and to be able to kill two Barbarian Clan of the same realm, it was not a difficult task.    

The Ziyun Sect had finished paying the tribute. Yun Yang bent over the table and calculated for a moment, then stood up and said with a smile: "The Ziyun Sect pays a total of three level three blood soul, and there are seven thousand eight hundred and fifty-six of them!"    

"Among them, Ziyun Sect Xin Ziang was the strongest among all the disciples, obtaining two of the three ability blood soul and seven of the seven hundred and ten of them!"    

"Second place Mu Tiezhu has obtained a third tier blood soul, a total of 415 Quadruple Blood Soul!"    

When Yun Yang's voice fell, praises sounded out from both the stage and below.    

Putting aside who would win and who would lose in the competition with Du Family, just the fact that they were able to kill so many Barbarian Clan was already worth confirming.    

"Not bad, not bad, Xin Ziang should be able to become a seventh stage" Official Zhao Wu ". In addition, Mu Tiezhu was the same as Ji Lie, a seventh grade Inferior Grade Martial Winged Lieutenant! At that time, I'll go with them to the Yun State. Dai Bingde laughed.    

Xin Ziang and Mu Tiezhu both nodded.    

Dai Bingde pulled his gaze back to look at the Jade Plate in front of him.    

Because at this moment, the rate at which Du Jinming's Battle Merit Jade Plate was spitting out blood, had suddenly slowed down.    

Everyone also looked at the Desk, the battle between Ziyun Sect and herself was about to come to an end.    

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"    

Sure enough, just at this time, three roars came out from the Jade Plate, following that, three green black blood soul broke free, and like evil spirits, they rushed towards the sky.    

"Humph!"    

Dai Bingde let out a cold snort, his eyes opened wide in anger, and without moving, an endless pressure descended and easily suppressed the three blood soul s.    

"Three Level Three blood soul! This Du Jinming, in merely half a year, actually killed three high-rank barbarian s!? "    

"It's not impossible. After all, there are many Du Family Elders protecting him. Seizing the chance, we can still surround and kill the high-rank barbarian."    

"That goes without saying, this Du Jinming is still stronger than him."    

In a moment, before the results were out, they knew that Ziyun Sect had definitely lost this time.    

After all, the third tier Martial Soul had a draw, and Quadruple Blood Soul were less than the other party.    

However, after Dai Bingde finished counting, he got up and said in a clear voice, "In this battle in the south of the mountain, Du Family has to pay a total of three third grade blood soul s, and Quadruple Blood Soul s, a total of 117,000 of them!"    

"Amongst them, Du Jinming obtained a total of eight hundred and sixty-four Quadruple Blood Soul, the third level of the blood soul: Three!    

When Dai Bingde's voice fell, the entire Ziyun Sect fell silent. Even Teng Chong, who was seated, couldn't help but feel a little awkward as his face flushed red.    

On the other hand, there were no waves on Bai Feiyun's face. Instead, he and Qin Hai looked at each other, completely unperturbed.    

Dai Bingde held the golden brush in his hand and wrote the names of Du Jinming and the other two into the Merit Ranking s. Instantly, three specks of light shot up into the sky from the bottom of Broken Barbarian Mountain, and after 700 meters, Mu Tiezhu's specks of light stopped.    

Four hundred meters, Xin Ziang's specks of light stopped.    

As for the final dot of light, it went past four hundred feet and stopped at nine hundred feet.    

Du Jinming's name shone brightly in front of everyone in Ling Nan's younger generation, appearing far above everyone else.    

Seeing that, Yun Yang could not help but nod his head.    

As long as Du Jinming experienced a few more battles, it would only be a matter of time before he kills nine thousand Barbarian Clan s. At that time, Du Jinming would definitely be bestowed the title of General before his Golden Body Realm.    

This gave him some face.    

"Hehe, my Du Family has over ten thousand enemies, but your Ziyun Sect only has about seven thousand. And your Ziyun Sect is also completely defeated in terms of top disciples. In this competition, does your Ziyun Sect still have anything to say? " Du Zhong's gloomy voice suddenly came out.    

It was obvious that he did not want to let Ziyun Sect have it easy.    

"Oh, really?"    

Bai Feiyun lowered his head and drank a cup of spirit tea. He looked at Qin Hai, then said indifferently: "It seems that the meritorious service my Ziyun Sect pays for this battle is inappropriate. This competition is not over yet, is it?"    

Yun Yang was startled, and immediately looked at the Merit Ranking. After checking for a good ten breaths of time, he raised his head and said: "Master Bai, Yun Yang carefully checked, and did not miss a person from your sect, so it's also to pay the wrong tribute. Where did this come from?"    

"Hehe, it seems like Young Marquis Yun has misunderstood." Bai Feiyun shook his head, and laughed: "What I said was not right, it was because ?."    

"My Violet Cloud Sect Disciple is not finished yet in terms of military merits!"    

As Bai Feiyun's voice fell, Yun Yang's brows tightened even more. He did not understand what Yun Che meant and said, "Haha, what does Master Bai mean by this? The disciples of Ziyun Sect have all paid their military merits.    

"One more to go!"    

Yun Yang blurted out: "Who?"    

"He's almost here, Young Marquis, please wait for a moment!" Bai Feiyun remained calm and collected.    

"This ?"    

Yun Yang frowned, his expression also slightly changed.    

However, at this moment, Du Zhong stood up from his seat.    

"How ridiculous!"    

"Your Ziyun Sect has already completely paid the tribute. It's obvious that you don't want to admit defeat, and are looking for an excuse to shirk from behind! For germane and the various Master s to wait for a mere disciple of your Ziyun Sect, can you even say such words? Bai Feiyun, you are too presumptuous! "    

Du Zhong's words were sharp, and he did not give Bai Feiyun any face in front of everyone.    

Du Jinming who was at the side had not left the stage yet, but he had stopped and coldly snorted, "Perhaps, Master Bai still hopes that Ling Tian can come? However, a dead man is just a corpse! "    

"Pfft!"    

But, just as Du Jinming finished speaking, he suddenly knelt down and spat out a mouthful of Blood.    

Following that, Du Zhong's aura surged, and he was about to attack.    

"How dare you!"    

Suddenly, Dai Bingde groaned, the imposing Qi released by him caused Du Zhong to be pushed back.    

"germane!" Du Zhong was startled, he did not understand why Dai Bingde did not punish Bai Feiyun who made the first move, but suppressed him.    

"Grandpa Dai ?" Yun Yang also looked over.    

However, at this moment, Bai Feiyun started to speak leisurely: "It's only forcing me to reveal a bit of my effort. I will discuss matters, and I won't tolerate a junior insulting my sect's disciple. If there's a next time, I'll punish you severely!"    

Du Jinming held onto his chest and did not speak any further, as his eyes stared fixedly at Bai Feiyun without fear.    

"Hur hur, interesting!"    

Below the Point sets, Cheng Feiyu held his shoulder and laughed.    

"Brother Cheng, what the f * * k is this Ziyun Sect? If the ceremony is not held, how can our Green Armored Army get on the stage?    

"That's right, that's right!" This group of people are really unlucky! "    

"If it was in Yun State, he would have kicked their butts long ago. The Patriarch of the Sect Master's clan, that's not even a fart!"    

Behind Cheng Feiyu, a group of young masters behind him clamored, not caring about how vile the words were at all. The Sect disciples on the left and right all turned red, but they did not dare to say anything.    

After all, they couldn't afford to offend these people.    

"Then let's wait a bit. There should be a good show soon. What's the rush?" Cheng Feiyu shook his head.    

"Oh? What kind of show is this? "    

When the crowd behind them heard this, their interest was piqued.    

"I'm not sure either, but my family's old man didn't say anything. He must have felt something. Maybe there really are disciples in Ziyun Sect who are not here yet. Since we are almost here, we will just have to wait a bit. "    

After Cheng Feiyu finished speaking, he looked towards the horizon in the distance, and the people behind him also looked over, but other than the sky and a jade, there was nothing else.