Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the jungle, under the sun.

Lingxian wore white clothes, like snow as immortal, flawless and unrefined.

Especially after his destruction and falling into unicorn, in the eyes of everyone, he came like a fairy and was awe-inspiring.

"Your strongest magical power has been disintegrated by me. What other means can I use to help it?"

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and he lost his left hand behind his back, showing the spirit of the Grand Master.

But his words were not answered.

Tang Tian's fists clenched tightly, and his blue muscles exploded, and his entire face was distorted. However, he did not dare to move, not even a word.

Since the fall of Kirin was destroyed by Ling Xian, his confidence and courage have also been destroyed. Therefore, he did not dare to pretend at all!

"Looks like you gave up."

Ling Xian glanced at the man lightly and waved his sleeve at will, but it was as heavy as Mount Tai and blasted Tang Tian out.

"puff!"

A spit of blood spewed out, and Tang Tian was full of humiliation, but was afraid to resist. Because he knew that if he resisted, only one would wait for himself.

dead.

And he didn't want to die, so he didn't dare to move.

"You have fun, get out." Ling Xian said lightly. In his heart, Tang Tian was just a clown jumping clown, so he didn't bother to care about it.

After hearing this, Tang Tian felt humiliated while feeling grateful.

He is the strongest descendant of the Tang family, and always has a lofty position to control the lives and deaths of others. However, at the moment, his life is in Lingxian's hands, which is simply a shame!

Incidentally, his footsteps were involuntarily backing away, which even made his face hurt so hot that he was almost contented.

In this regard, Ling Xian did not care, or that he did not look at Tang Tian at all, but turned his attention to the people present.

He is very clear that he is a treasure today, and many people will come up with his own ideas. Even if he is already prestigious, it is difficult to extinguish the fire of greed of everyone.

Therefore, he looked around the audience and slowly said something to silence the audience.

"I know you all want to grab the Feathered Butterfly, the person you want to grab, despite the shot."

The voice fell, and the scene was silent.

After that, many people's eyes became hot, and some people showed hesitation.

After all, Ling Xian defeated Tang Tian with a strong defeat, and that might have frightened a group of people.

But more, it was hot.

No way, the feather butterfly is so tempting, it is the treasure that any creature can hardly refuse!

Therefore, a Tsing Yi man stepped out at the moment.

He has a handsome face, his footsteps are condensed, and he is holding a blue-and-white umbrella, like Wuxian coming, his style is unique.

"That's ... Tsing Yi Sword King!"

"What ?! It turned out to be the long-established sword in Tsing Yi, but he also came to Dream Forest!"

"I watched a good show. This person was also a generation of arrogance. There was a sturdy record of one person picking one sword at a time!"

"Yes, this person has reached the pinnacle of his choice of path, the sword is even more powerful, and his strength is terrible!"

When they saw the man in Tsing Yi, the men immediately spoke, and they were quite surprised in their words.

"Tsing Yi Sword King?"

Ling Xian's expression was condensed, and he felt that this person was like a sword with a heavenly sword.

Even him, there was a little pressure.

"Slightly famous."

Tsing Yi Jianjun said indifferently, and said, "You are very strong, and you are a good opponent, but I have to decide on the feather butterfly."

"It depends on whether your sword is sharp enough."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and her white clothes danced softly.

"Is my sword sharp, your blood will tell you."

Tsing Yi Jianjun held a flower umbrella, pointed at Ling Xian, and locked him coldly. He said, "I'd like to advise you, don't make unnecessary resistance, and hand over the feathered butterflies."

Hearing that, Ling Xian raised a brow, and opposed each other: "I also advise you, it is best to step back immediately so as not to lose face."

"Interesting, no one dares to talk to me like this for years."

Tsing Yi Jianjun glanced at Ling Xian indifferently, the umbrella began to shine, and at the same time, the cold cold intentions went straight to Xiaohan!

The killing intention was too horrible, so that everyone in the scene suddenly changed color.

And the next scene made everyone scared.

I saw Tsing Yi Sword King looking cold, the paper umbrella in his hand slowly opened, and all the sword gas condensed and formed, releasing a chilly chill.

"Give you death in the name of the sword!"

The words fell, thousands of swords screamed, and each one could open a stone and stone, extremely sharp.

"My life and death, you have no right to decide!"

Ling Xian drank, and the sword-killing operation in the body was accompanied by the blood of the sword **, the blood was diffused and the sky was red!

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The sword is endless and the blood shines through the sky. The two are entwined in the midst of the sky, breaking the clouds in the sky.

Tsing Yi Sword Jun held an umbrella in his left hand and pinched his right hand.

Ling Xian, with a sword of enemies Wan Jian, seems to be small, but it does not fall into the wind, showing its edge. It's like the legendary world sword, a sword can reach millions of swords!

This made Tsing Yi Sword King raise his eyebrows, flew forward, and made a tricky angle with the umbrella in his hand, struggling to split down!

Obviously, he was planning to fight close. And this type of swordsmanship can indeed afford the mysterious word.

However, in terms of melee combat, even if the Supreme comes, Lingxian is not afraid!

Since his debut, most battles have been hand-to-hand. Especially after his physical strength became stronger, his experience of melee fighting became more abundant, no less than those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

Therefore, although this sword is mysterious and unparalleled, it is still blocked by Lingxian.

After that, he was shocked with a sword, and still in color!

"Well, I have been practicing Tao for 300 years, and practicing sword for 300 years, can you stop it?"

Tsing Yi Sword Jun sneered, replacing his sword with an umbrella, showing mystery and sharpness in one stroke and one style.

But without exception, they were blocked by Ling Xian.

No matter how mysterious Tsing Yi ’s moves are, he is perfectly resistant and flawless. Not only that, he also took the opportunity to attack, each sword was unstoppable, showing its sharp edge.

In an instant, Ling Xian fought hundreds of moves with Tsing Yi Sword King.

The two of you come and go, without giving in, so that everyone at the scene is full of eyesight, but also deeply shocked.

Needless to say, Tsing Yi Sword King, he has been famous for a long time, and he is a well-known swordsman in the North Underworld. However, Lingxian was able to keep the average autumn color and not fall, which naturally shocked everyone.

That is, if he changed someone else, even if he was undefeated at this moment, he would have to pay attention.

After all, Tsing Yi Sword King is recognized as a kendo player. How many people can compete with him for hundreds of swords, but they are not in the slightest.

"Damn!"

After a long attack, Tsing Yi Jianjun's expression was gloomy and increasingly irritable.

He has been famous for a long time and is a character of the older generation. However, after fighting for 300 rounds at this moment, he couldn't win a younger generation. What made him feel bad?

At the moment, Tsing Yi Sword King shook his sword and pulled back.

"Why, knowing you're out of reach, so you don't want to fight?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, dancing in the wind with white clothes, showing the esteem of the Grand Master.

"Humph!"

Tsing Yi Jianjun looked cold. He looked at Ling Xian, who stood proudly, and slowly spit out a word full of killing.

"You forced me, don't blame me on Huangquan Road."