Painting of the Nine Immortals

The rising sun rises with thousands of soft radiance, warm and bright, and beautiful.

Everyone looked stunned at the scene of the large-scale performance martial arts field, and felt an absurd feeling in their hearts.

Anyone with a good eye can see that Lingxian already has the five-layer strength of gas refining, but they cannot believe that how can a person regarded as waste by them have such powerful strength?

The practice path is very difficult, and it takes a long time for any small realm to break through, even in the simplest and most basic gas-refining period. The five layers of gas refining are considered middle class throughout Qingcheng. Among the children of the Ling family, even if they have a good father who can provide him with spiritual resources, Ling Bai has not reached.

A teenager who is only fourteen years old has no background, that is, no one provides him with spiritual resources, but he is already a five-layer practice of gas refining. What kind of talent can this be?

Isn't it ... Ms. Ling's resources for him to practice?

Many people think of that rumor and can't help but speculate maliciously.

Feeling the killing intention, Ling Bai shuddered and calmly said, "It's a good Ling Xian. It seems that you have a good ability to eat soft rice. It was only when you met Miss Ling that you have today. Correct it? "

"Ok?"

With a frown on her face, Ling Xian didn't know why, her eyes glanced coldly at the strange eyes that looked at him, and her heart had a bad feeling.

"It seems I'm right, you little white face eating soft rice, eh!" Ling Bai's face was disdainful, but there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

In his opinion, how could a recognized waste suddenly have a stronger practice than him? It must be Ling Tianxiang who gave Lingxian what he could practice, and he leaped to the fifth level of gas refining.

It must be so!

Ling Bai gritted his teeth, and the hatred in his heart grew stronger.

"Eat soft rice?" Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and the five-layer power of refining gas was whistling out, covering the whole performance martial arts field.

A chilling killing permeated.

"Ling Bai, you better explain to me, what is going on?" Ling Xian looked at him coldly, and a little anger was rising in her heart.

"Explain what? Any good explanation, you waste, you can rely on Miss Ling to have the current cultivation behavior, otherwise how can you make a waste that cannot be cultivated higher than my cultivation behavior?" The killing was shocking, but the hate of fire obviously surpassed the fear, and sarcastically said: "I am the first person to eat a little white face with a soft rice. Even if you cultivate a higher level than me, it will not be me at all Rival, I have to fight today and kneel down for mercy, and let Miss Ling see how unbearable you are! "

Then, with a wave of his hand, a three-foot Qingfeng appeared out of thin air.

He has a lot of strength, although Lingxian is one level higher than his cultivation, but when he thinks of his father's great efforts to get him to practice, a powerful sword trick that can leapfrog the battle, he can't help it. Zhen, looking proudly at Ling Xian, laughed arrogantly: "Little white face, if you kneel down and give me a head, it's too late, otherwise, I must ask you to survive or die!"

Ling Xian didn't speak, but his expression became more and more cold, and he completely moved the killing intention.

Apparently, Ling Bai's words had completely angered him.

A little white face and a soft rice bite. No matter who listens, they can't help but be furious. They want to kill and then quickly, Ling Xian is no exception. He stepped out, hunting in robes, and sweeping the momentum. Yan Wuchang shivered.

"Lingxian, die for me!"

Ling Bai shouted, waved Qingfeng in his hand, and a rush of sword light came out, spreading overwhelmingly, mixed with surging mana and endless momentum, chopped towards Ling Xian quickly.

Canglang Jianjue.

It has the sword meaning that the sea is endless, one stronger than the other, and connected end to end. As long as there is a sword light hit, it means that you have to fight against the infinite sword light behind. It is the best sword skill of the Ling family. The previous patriarch had used it to defeat two masters of the same rank, which is one of the strongest swords in Qingcheng.

Ling Xian's expression was condensed. He didn't know what the sword skill was, but he could feel it. The sword skill was very strong. Looking at the heavenly sword light, they were like one another. The layers of sword shadows overlapped with each other. !!

His eyes flickered, and the world came out of the world. The black and white pupils flowed with mysterious atmosphere. Suddenly, the speed of the heavenly sword light was infinitely slowed down in his eyes. Slowly, Ling Xian could clearly see each Jianguang's running track.

"right here!"

In that sky, there is a sword light that obviously does not keep up with the speed of the previous sword light, there is a slight gap, that is to say, there is the weakness of Canglang Jianjue, as long as this sword light is broken, Then the overall sword momentum will stagnate, and the sword light behind will be unsustainable.

Ling Xian fully operated the mana in the body to form a mana barrier outside the body. She immediately carried the Jianguang in front and blasted out with a punch, unstoppable!

"boom!"

The fist condensing all mana hit on that sword light, and immediately let it dissipate invisible. The overall momentum of Canglang Jianju disintegrated instantly, and the continuous sword light disappeared.

The Canglang Jianju of the famous Qingcheng City was so easily broken by Ling Xian's punch!

"This is impossible! How could Canglang Jianjue be broken? Impossible, what kind of demon method did you use?" Seeing Jianguang disappearing behind, Ling Bai paused for a moment, screaming like mad, full of fear Believe that it is even more shocking than seeing Ling Xian's cultivation as higher than him!

The other people who watched the game were also sluggish, and even upset.

"Is the Canglang Sword of Ling Family one of the best?"

"Oh my God, I'm not mistaken. The previous patriarch used this sword trick to fight two masters of the same rank and won. It was so simple that it was broken? It must be my eyesight."

"Inconceivable, if I see Ling Xian defeat Ling Bai, I won't be too shocked. After all, a higher level of cultivation, but it is really powerful and ridiculous to see through the weakness of Canglang Jianjue!"

The black and white pupils disappeared, Ling Xian looked indifferent, as if breaking the Canglang Sword Technique was just doing it, but in fact, it was really simple. In these people, even the Qingcheng people ’s Xeon Sword Technique, in In front of his supreme ability to see and see the world, it really is nothing.

The world is the fourth eye on the list. Its most basic ability to see through can see through the weaknesses of all the **** channel skills in the Immortal Realm. What can be done?

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible ..." Ling Bai mumbled to himself in a desperate way. He had practiced the Canglang Sword Technique for a long time, and it took him ten years to reluctantly practice the second sword technique. I thought I could rely on it. This book of swordsmanship kills the Quartet and leads the family competition, but it was unexpectedly broken by Ling Xian so easily that it broke all his dreams. This hit him a lot, even his spirit seemed to Hardly hit.

"Nothing is impossible, any method has its weakness, as long as you focus on it, you can find it." Ling Xian said lightly.

"I don't believe it! How could the family supreme Jianjue be found weak by your little white face, it must be your luck, yes, it must be so." Ling Bai deceived himself, his eyes suddenly burst out of light, and he fully operated the Canglang Jianjue, ready Thousands of sword lights to Ling Xian again.

However, his sword only had time to lift it high, and had not yet brought the sword light, Ling Xian was a flashing body. He immediately came to Ling Bai's body, wrapped his right hand with his power, and grasped the sharp long sword.

"Ka!"

With a strong right hand, the sword broke and scattered all over the floor.

"You apologize now, I can never blame it." Ling Xian looked indifferent.

"Well, you shit, I thought Miss Ling's family could climb onto my head? Dreaming!" Ling Bai smiled provocatively, "What if you cultivate to be a little taller than me? My father is a by-law." Deacon, if you dare to hurt me, I want you to die! "

"Don't dare hurt you?" Lengheng sighed, Ling Xian kicked him on his lower abdomen, broke his mana shield, and made his body fly high.

Without hesitation, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string. In a blink of an eye, he followed Ling Bai's body, grabbed his ankle with both hands, and slammed **** the ground!

"boom!"

A spit of blood spurted, and Ling Bai just felt like his body was falling apart, shouting in pain: "Damn, Ling Xian you waste, you dare to hurt me, I will kill you!"

"Kill me? Then I'll kill you first." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, nothing to find her own stubble, not to say, now that she was made like this, she did not want to repent, but shouted that she would kill herself, really **** it!

"Hateful!" Feeling the real killing intention, Ling Bai was terrified, and stood up, forcibly operating the exercises regardless of the injuries on his body, condensing the whole body's mana, his right hand suddenly became red, surrounded by a scorching heat The heat wave suddenly shot!

"Flame Palm!"

"Is the fire tactic?" Ling Xian closed his eyes and waved his right palm, but he had not practiced any tactics, so there was nothing special about the mana, but in that blandness, what was hidden was A fierce force belonging to the fifth layer of gas refining.

"boom!"

The two palms were connected, and a huge wave broke out. Ling Xian's right hand carried the thunderous potential, destroying and dying, and in the past, first broke the hot mana lingering on Ling Bai's palm, and finally hit him fiercely on the chest.

"puff!"

Ling Bai stepped back a dozen steps and spit out blood again, looking into Ling Xian's eyes full of fear.

A silence.

There was no sound on the performance martial arts field, and everyone stood still for a long time, before they collectively lost their voices.

"Lost defeated, Ling Bai, the first person next to him, was defeated by Ling Xian with such a palm!"

"Not surprisingly, Lingxian is a five-layer practice of gas refining, while Ling Bai only has four layers of gas refining. The gap is too great. I saw the weakness of Canglang Jianjue before, and that was shocking!"

"Break the Canglang sword first, and then defeat the first person next to him, oh my god, this waste is about to rise!"

Everyone who watched the battle was Ling Xian who looked at Dafa Shenwei dumbly, and his eyes were full of shock, enthusiasm, and envy.

They believe that after this battle, Ling Xian's name will not only ring through the whole side, but even the big names in the line will be shocked!

Because, Ling Xian broke the Canglang sword tactics regarded by the Ling family as the supreme sword code!

"In the face of great strength, all struggles are futile." Ling Xian looked calm, looking at Ling Bai with a horrified face, and said lightly: "Now, can you explain it to me?"