Tong Yu's words enraged Cang Lei. He could not wait to kill Tong Yu.
He punched out with both fists. Lightning surged and intertwined to form a ferocious thunder beast. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it pounced towards the Tong family.
"Let's do it together!"
Tong Lan gave a low shout, and the few people beside him formed a sword formation.
An ancient sword shadow flashed and destroyed the thunder beast.
"Hmph, come at me together if you dare. I'll play with you!" Cang Lei said arrogantly.
The Tong family disciples were livid. They had to work together to block Cang Lei's attack. They were no match for him alone.
Cang Lei's punch stunned the Tong family disciples. He then looked in another direction.
"I heard that you're the number one of the younger generation in Yunzhou. Come and fight me!" Cang Lei sneered as he pointed at a young man in the Yunzhou martial artist area.
"You're Zheng Jun right? Number 88 on the Hidden Dragon Roll."
Zheng Jun's expression changed. After he came out from the Trials of Blood, his strength had increased tremendously. He had finally reached number 88 on the Hidden Dragon Roll.
He was considered the most powerful among the younger generation in Yunzhou.
However, he did not expect that this ranking would bring him danger.
Zheng Jun felt the terrifying aura from Cang Lei. He did not have any fighting spirit.
The corner of his mouth twitched. Zheng Jun said softly, "I'm not the number one in Yunzhou. I can't represent Yunzhou."
"Oh, if you're not, then who is?" Cang Lei's lips curled into an evil smile.
When the surrounding Yunzhou martial artists heard this, their hearts raced. They were afraid that Zheng Jun would throw the title of number one to them.
Especially those who were similar in strength to Zheng Jun. They were so scared that their foreheads were sweating.
"Lin Xuan. He's the number one in Yunzhou!" Zheng Jun said in a low voice.
Since Lin Xuan had offended them and they could not find him, Lin Xuan could not do anything.
As expected, the smile on Cang Lei's face disappeared.
"You dare to tease me?"
A sliver of lightning appeared on his body, throbbing violently.
"Alright, don't make it difficult for them. I'll fight you!" Murong Qianling stood out.
"Murong, don't be rash!" Some people advised her softly. She was not his match.
"The Yunzhou disciples can be defeated, but they cannot run!"
"Even if I lose, I still want to go up!" Murong Qianling's eyes were firm.
On the side, Wan Jianxing, Yuan Fei, Xie Changfeng, and the others' eyes dimmed. They had all been defeated by Cang Lei a few days ago, so it was useless for them to go up now.
"Oh, there's finally someone who isn't afraid of death!" Cang Lei had a playful look on his face.
"Not bad, you're quite handsome. Why don't you be my bed warming maid?"
"Aqua Moon Sword!"
Murong Qianling's pretty face was cold as the long sword in her hand quickly stabbed out.
A crescent-shaped sword radiance slashed out, like a flower in the mist or a moon in the water.
"Too weak!"
Cang Lei punched out with his right fist, shattering the Sword Qi. At the same time, it formed a giant hand of thunder and lightning, grabbing toward Ye Futian.
Murong Qianling's face was pale. The other party's strength was too powerful. She was not a match at all.
However, it was impossible for her to admit defeat just like that.
Mu Rong Qianling's body floated and dodged unceasingly.
In the crowd, Vivian looked at the stage anxiously.
Since she knew that Lin Xuan was a disciple of the Cloud State, she naturally didn't want any disciple of the Cloud State to get hurt.
"Aiya, Junior Brother Lin, why are you cultivating at this time?!" Vivian cried out in dissatisfaction.
She naturally saw that Lin Xuan wasn't sleeping on purpose. Instead, he had fallen into a very strange state.
"Ah!"
There was a cry of alarm on the stage. Murong Qianling's face was pale as she was about to be swallowed by the thunder and lightning.
Vivian gritted her teeth and prepared to make a move.
At this moment, Lin Xuan in front of her moved.
He slowly opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep. Golden electric arcs jumped in his eyes like a flash of lightning.
Whoosh!
His body swayed and Lin Xuan disappeared from his original spot.
On the stage, the blue hand of thunder and lightning covered the sky and earth. It was incomparably ferocious and was about to grab Murong Qianling.
At this moment, a golden bolt of lightning flashed by at an extreme speed.
With a flash of golden light, Murong Qianling's body disappeared.
Rumble!
The blue hand of thunder and lightning smashed on the ground and a terrifying pit appeared. There was even a trace of black smoke coming out from the surroundings.
"It didn't hit?" Cang Lei was stunned and looked around.
Everyone was also stunned. Most of them didn't see what had just happened.
Only Cang Bao, Wen Xu, and a few others saw someone saving Murong Qianling.
"Behind!" The surrounding martial artists quickly shouted.
Cang Lei suddenly turned his head with a cruel smile on his face. However, when he saw the figure, he was stunned.
"Lin Xuan!" He gritted his teeth and said.
"What? He's Lin Xuan?" The surrounding martial artists were in an uproar as they looked at the young man on the stage.
Not only them, the martial artists of the Cloud Region, the elders of the Tong Family, the elders of the three sects of the Cloud Region, and other forces were all looking at Lin Xuan.
"Junior Brother Lin, you're finally here!" Murong Qianling's beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
Ever since Lin Xuan participated in the Trial of Blood, Murong Qianling's identity changed from a teacher to a senior sister.
This was the sect's rule. If Lin Xuan entered the Harmonious Spirit Realm, perhaps those disciples would have to call him Martial Uncle.
"Senior Sister Murong, don't worry. Leave everything to me."
Although Lin Xuan was comprehending the lightning martial arts, he still left a part of his consciousness outside. Therefore, he was aware of everything that happened outside.
Murong Qianling nodded and walked down the stage.
Only Cang Lei and Lin Xuan were left on the stage. Everyone looked at Lin Xuan and carefully sized him up.
This was a handsome young man with a slender body and deep eyes.
He was wearing a thick white bear coat and there was a furry pet on his shoulder.
"Is this really the number one martial artist of the Cloud Region who injured the Cang Family's disciple?" Everyone was doubtful. "This is clearly a neighborhood boy!"
"Lin Xuan, you're finally here! I'll break your bones one by one and let you live like a dog for the rest of your life! "
Cang Lei's expression was vicious as if he was a demon from hell.
Lin Xuan's expression was cold. "Since you want to live like this, I'll fulfill your wish!"
This expression again. Cang Lei was going crazy in his heart. "Pretend, I'll let you pretend. I'll kill you in a while!"
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, the surrounding martial artists were also in an uproar.
Although his appearance and cultivation didn't look like the number one martial artist of the Cloud Region, his tone and expression made everyone feel that the young man in front of them wasn't simple.
After all, no one dared to offend the Cang Family now.
In a pavilion far away, the Cang Family's elders snorted coldly.
"Daring to injure my Cang Family's disciple, I'll let you live a life worse than death!"
"Directly suppress him and make him a slave of the Cang Family!" The Cang Family's elders were very cruel.
The Tong Family's elders had a look of anticipation. They were looking forward to Lin Xuan defeating Cang Lei and dampening the Cang Family's prestige.
The elders of the three sects of the Cloud Region had a look of worry.
"Lin Xuan's cultivation is only at the third layer of the Spiritual Ocean Realm. I'm afraid he has no chance of winning."
"Maybe not as good as Zheng Jun. After all, he's just a brat!" Elder Xue sneered.
He didn't want Lin Xuan to win. The news that Lin Xuan was still alive already made him very unhappy.
Elder Duanmu took a deep breath and his eyes shone brightly.
"No matter what, this time, we can't let Lin Xuan suffer any harm!"
On the battle stage, Cang Lei's expression was cold. The aura on his body kept rising and blue lightning surrounded him, making a rumbling sound.
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