Legend of Ling Tian

Only then did Xiao Youhan at the door realize that what Ling Tian said that day asking her to help Ling Jian was simply a joke with him, a complete joke! This kind of ultimate competition between peerless masters, with Xiao Youhan's cultivation base, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the strength to get close to him, how can he talk about helping Ling Jian?

Looking at Ling Jian standing in the middle of the hall like a god, looking at him with disdain, a long sword suppressed dozens of inner sect masters in the entire sky, including the master Meng Fanyun, and no one dared to move! Xiao Youhan suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart!

This is the man I fancy!

How many people can there be in such a man?

But after pride, there is endless fear. No matter how extraordinary Ling Jian's martial arts are, there is only one person after all. Even though the situation seems to be under control right now, after he fought Meng Fanyun desperately, he has almost no confidence in getting out of this hall at all!

If Ling Jian doesn't kill Meng Fanyun, if he just wants to get out of the body, his spirit is not exhausted, and Meng Fanyun is at the delicate moment of expelling the sword energy, although there are many people in the sky, they may not be able to keep him !

But Ling Jian can't go! Even if he wanted to leave, he would have to wait until Meng Fanyun was killed before leaving!

Xiao Youhan panicked, what should I do? what to do? How can this enemy be rescued after his assassination?

Meng Fanyun looked at Ling Jian, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly said: "Honorable Master, at this moment, you and I both know that we are restraining each other, and no one dares to move first! If we move first, then I will be the first to set foot on the underworld, and we will undoubtedly not be able to bear the consequences; if you move first, I will certainly die, but you have absolutely no chance of surviving! With the joint efforts of fifty or sixty innate masters Siege, even if you are the ruler of the country and send Jun Tianli, so what?"

His eyes flashed, he looked at Ling Jian, smiled slightly, and said: "In my opinion, how about we stop fighting at the same time and make friends?" Meng Fanyun misjudged the situation and took it for granted that Ling Jian would not make a move, but Because of the fear of throwing a mouse, fear of the ensuing death attacks around. Comparing his heart with his heart, the great head of the heaven and the sky finally discussed the terms with Ling Jian.

Ling Jian seemed to be thinking about what he said, Meng Fanyun was overjoyed, and said: "The landlord is famous all over the world, and everyone in the world, who doesn't admire him? And now, I have been seriously injured in the hands of the landlord. Retreating from time to time will not damage the reputation of the landlord in the slightest! The landlord is a smart person, so he should know how to make a wise choice."

Two cold lights shot out from Ling Jian's sharp eyes, and he said coldly: "You are right about one thing, that is, if you move first, you will die first! If I move first, you will die first! No matter which side moves first, the first The one who died must be you!"

Meng Fanyun snorted coldly and said, "But the second one to die must be you!"

The exposed eyes behind Ling Jian's mask suddenly showed a smile.

Meng Fanyun thought that he had been persuaded, and felt relieved. But Ling Jian said slowly: "That's not necessarily true!"

Meng Fanyun was furious, and said: "I hit the sky with all my strength, don't say it's you, the number one landlord; even if the number one master in the world sends Jun Tianli to your current position, he will definitely die!"

"Oh? What a big tone! Is that really the case?" Ling Jian said coldly.

At the same time, a voice sounded leisurely in the night sky outside the hall: "Sect Master Meng really speaks loudly, but I'm not very interested in knowing what power can kill me!?"

Meng Fanyun's expression changed drastically! How did this happen, it turned out that...he is here!

The lord of Jiangshan sent Jun Tianli! coming!

God dies me too!

Meng Fanyun never thought that his luck would be so bad! In order to lobby the world's number one killer and the number one landlord, I just mentioned the world's number one killer, the Lord of Jiangshan, as an example. Using the world's number one master to suppress the world's number one killer is a complementary thing. Who would have thought that such an effective person would provoke this evil star!

Crow's mouth! I'm really a standard crow's mouth! Meng Fanyun was so frustrated that he almost slapped his own mouth a few times! Let you talk nonsense!

But it's too late for Meng Fanyun to make this confession! Because, at this moment, the voice outside had just sounded the first word, and Ling Jian moved!

Move like lightning! Move like a thunder!

The target is exactly the target locked by the air mechanism - Meng Fanyun!

But under the traction of Qi, at the beginning of Ling Jian's sword rising, his body appeared in the hall for a while, and he suddenly shuttled through the crowd, roaring like thunder, countless swords flashing with cold light, towards Cut off, stab, cut off Ling Jian's body!

Countless sharp palms struck the erratic black shadow mercilessly, and the center of the entire hall suddenly seemed like an atomic bomb had exploded!

Ling Jian's expression was gloomy and calm, as if he hadn't seen the sword that was about to be added to his body, there was only one person in his eyes! Dreams turn clouds!

Meng Fanyun screamed like a long howl, and threw the long sword with his right hand. At the same time, he pushed with his right hand repeatedly, sending out seventy-nine palms in an instant, and at the same time, his body retreated quickly, retreating extremely fast!

Flash!

Meng Fanyun retreated ten feet away! The body has already stuck to the pillar of the hall!

No more retreat, no retreat!

The swords, lights and swords that filled the hall were all from the hands of the people in the sky. Such a luxurious lineup and such a luxurious attack did not bring even the slightest sense of security to Meng Fanyun!

His eyes protruded forward, his gaze gradually became distracted, there was a whooping sound in his throat, and he sucked in air hissingly, but it didn't help! In the position of his chest heart, a little bright red flowed out!

I don't know when, but I have already been hit by a sword! A deadly sword! A sword that made him step into the underworld!

Ling Jian's body slid like a fish, his legs felt hot, and he had already been hit by the sword. The palm wind roared in front of him, Meng Fanyun's palm power had arrived, Ling Jian's side flashed obliquely, the long sword stabbed out with lightning, and retracted instantly!

Under the lock of each other's qi, no matter where Meng Fanyun fled, Ling Jian could find him with his eyes closed!

"Bang bang!" After successfully killing Meng Fanyun, Ling Jian tried his best to dodge the Jedi attack from the opponent, but unfortunately he missed everything. He was hit by two palms on his left shoulder. Loud, toothache!

Suddenly he stopped his pursuit, and a brilliant ball of light erupted from the long sword instantly. Just as everyone saw it, the ball of light exploded suddenly, and countless sword energy scattered in all directions, causing ghosts and wolves to howl!

Ling Jian's body retreated quickly, and his superb body skills reappeared!

After only one retreat, Ling Jian's body had returned to its original position! The very center of the hall!

On Ling Jian's body, his clothes were ragged and covered with sword marks! Just between this advance and retreat, ten people were already lying on the ground in the front, back, left and right sides of Ling Jian's body!

But there were inevitably dozens more sword marks on Ling Jian's body! But the strange thing is that apart from the blood flowing out from the sword marks on Ling Jian's legs, the upper body where the sword marks are most concentrated, there is no blood flowing out at all!

In the gaps of the torn black clothes, wisps of golden light are faintly radiating!

There was a hint of gratitude in Ling Jian's eyes. Armor! The hard skin of the scaly dragon was made by Ling Tian into more than a dozen small vests, and Ling Jian got one.

At first Ling Jian didn't want it, thinking it was useless, because the scale dragon was too hard, and wearing it on the body would affect the agility and flexibility of the body, so Ling Jian resolutely resisted. It almost caused Ling Tian to get angry and ordered to die, so Ling Jian reluctantly put it on. Unexpectedly, I saved my life here today. ,

"Protective armor! This bastard has a protective armor!" An old man with white beard and hair almost vomited blood from anger! Seeing that the other party is about to be dismembered by chaotic swords, who knows that the other party is actually wearing such a treasure!

It's no wonder that this guy is covered in airtightness, but he only exposed his two vital points, the heart and the back! It turned out to be confident! I don't know what kind of armor it is, but it is completely unharmed after being attacked by dozens of innate masters, isn't it an exaggeration? !

Just relying on the martial arts of the host on the first floor alone, he is already disdainful of the contemporary era! Coupled with this invulnerable armor...

When he saw Ling Jian's distressed appearance covered in sword marks, Xiao Youhan only felt his heart was hit hard by a sledgehammer, his eyes turned black, and he felt like he was on fire, almost fainted!

he got hurt! He was hurt, he was hurt...Suddenly his heart was full of these words, Xiao Youhan only felt his mind was booming, he couldn't think about anything, his heart ached like he wanted to die.

It wasn't until the white-bearded old man let out an exasperated roar that Xiao Youhan woke up from the heartache. Seeing Ling Jian standing there safe and sound, Xiao Youhan suddenly felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and there was a feeling that he immediately threw himself into his arms and cried bitterly. An impulse! It's a pity that she can't, and she won't be so unwise. If she really rushes over, she will only become his burden, or even his accomplice in murdering him!

Ling Jian didn't say a word, he pressed his lips tightly, and the long sword stabbed out again like a violent storm.

It wasn't until this time that Meng Fanyun's body leaning on the pillar of the porch slipped and fell to the ground with a puff, his head was full of white hair, his eyes were still swollen, and he couldn't rest in peace!

"The Great Master is gone! The Great Master is gone..." A wailing voice hoarsely roared, and all the people in the hall suddenly turned red-eyed, and rushed towards Ling Jian desperately!

"Revenge for the chief!" One person raised his arms and shouted with red eyes!

"Ah—" Everyone was insane. They rushed forward with wild shouts.

Ling Jian suddenly felt the pressure increase several times. Gradually began to be overwhelmed, and the sound of rubbing began to sound. It was the sound of the enemy's long sword hitting the armor on Ling Jian's body. Extremely uncomfortable, even though the surface of the physical body is not damaged, the internal damage is still there!

There was a burning pain in my left shoulder, and I could hardly lift it up. Meng Fanyun's two palms were not so easy to bear after all! Although he was protected by the scale-armored dragon treasure armor and internal energy, Ling Jian's left shoulder was still severely injured by the near-death blow of this top expert!

After a few sword strikes, another master in the sky was lying on the ground, but Ling Jian's left arm was hit by another sword because he couldn't dodge, and blood flowed out.

The black mask has long disappeared, Ling Jian's face is as cold as before, his eyes are neither sad nor happy, and his whole body is full of murderous aura! One sword after another reaped human lives, and one sword after another was injured.

Since entering the hall, Ling Jian never looked at Xiao Youhan again! Because Ling Jian is afraid! Although Ling Jian is not afraid of death, he is really afraid that when he sees that beautiful face again, his heart will soften and his determination will be shaken!

brush! The right leg was hit again, Ling Jian tilted his body and almost fell, but the long sword in his right hand thrust out mercilessly, cutting the throat of the middle-aged man who had just injured his right leg!

Ling Jian's situation is already in jeopardy!

\u003c; Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Feng Ling is drunk. . . . . . Get drunk! I have had a splitting headache since I slept in the morning. . . . . . This wine, finally decided to quit. Alas, it is indeed a blessing. \u003e;(To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in. readnovel., more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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