Sword Master Ling Tian

Finally, after testing the tenacity of the Panjing Body, Ling Tian finally began to show his trump cards!

And this time, he wasn't using his martial spirit, nor was he drawing a sword.

Instead, he directly put on the Tianlan Mingguang armor that Princess Taiping gave him!

This set of bright light armor, with a helmet.

But it was a helmet, but it was actually the same face shield as the golden dragon head visor before.

It's just that, in terms of color, it is the same as the Mingguang armor.

But it still looks hideous and mighty.

It seems that Princess Taiping likes this style very much.

Moreover, when Princess Taiping gave Ling Tian's armor, there were a dozen gold patterned crystals under the box.

She did not engrave Ling Tian. Maybe he knew that Ling Tian was capable.

Therefore, when Ling Tian was in retreat, he quietly engraved the armor.

Of course, the quality of its inscriptions is naturally not said.

Otherwise, the direct offering of golden wings this time will be far more dazzling and spectacular than before Wang Yuyan and Lin Feifan!

As soon as it appeared, everyone stood up in exclamation and dumbfounded!

It's really because Ling Tian's golden wings are so beautiful!

"This is a golden wing, how come I have never seen such a golden wing!?"

"It's golden, yes, he can't be a red cloud wing. It's just that his inscription is of extremely high quality, so it's so gorgeous!"

"Awesome, judging from the state of this wing, it's definitely better than the Lin's extraordinary pair. It has a much higher blessing power!"

"Yes! But first there was Qin Mingyue's bright silver wings, and then Ling Tian's pair. Who on earth engraved them? Even if it is the imperial weapon, the royal inscription is nothing more than that!?"

In fact, not only was the audience's doubts, but at this time, the inscription masters of the Shenbing Mansion were all dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

Ling Tian's pair of wings had never appeared even at the imperial weapon inside the royal family.

Who did this brilliant inscription formation method come from?

"Couldn't it, Ling Tian himself inscribed it? I have heard that this guy has a high level of refining skills and can also inscribe the way of formation."

I don't know who said it. For a time, all the people in Shenbing Mansion fell into silence.

If this is true, then Ling Tian's inscription formation attainments will be unprecedentedly powerful.

On the battle stage, Ling Tian, ​​with golden wings blooming, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

It was also the first time for him to display the golden wings, and the feeling of combat power after being blessed made him want to scream to vent.

This wing is too strong, and it has almost doubled and half his combat power, and this is already catching up with Hongyun wing.

"Damn it, how is this possible!"

Feeling the powerful aura erupting from Ling Tian on the opposite side, it was a terrifying coercion as solid as a rock, almost invincible.

Even, let him have no sense of victory.

And on the Hellfire Rod held in Ling Tian's hand, the soul of the fierce beast followed with great ferocity, causing the soul of the horned dragon sword in Lin Feihua's hand to begin to tremble.

Not to mention killing the enemy, now even the sword light on it will collapse!

However, at this time, Lin Feifan was still going to kill Ling Tian, ​​and it was too late to stop!

"Hehe, let you see what power is. Aspect? You are just rubbish."

Ling Tian's voice faintly sounded, and the next moment, the prison fire stick in his hand, lightly swung out.

Although this stick seems to be an understatement, the terrorist power wrapped on it has already become liquid, which is a sign that the power has condensed to a terrifying degree.

Wherever the stick shadow went, the space exploded and roared, and the space appeared a series of dark cracked ripples.

"boom!"

The shadow of the prison fire stick and the extraordinary sword light of Lin Lin were the first to touch.

But as if hitting a stone with a pebble, Lin Feifan's sword light shattered directly, and the Hellfire Club smashed and shattered all the way, oscillating on the body of the sword. In a short time, the green horned sword broke apart.

Even the instrument soul in it wailed and turned into the power of shattering souls in the sky, dissipating on the battle platform.

Such an amazing scene surprised everyone.

The gap between these is too big, right?

Even the super-grade artifacts were directly destroyed?

"No, I can't lose!"

And Lin Feifan, who had lost his sword blade, couldn't accept all this. Although he knew he had no chance, he still killed Ling Tian with his bare hands.

However, at this time, his imaginary energy has been exhausted, and without the blessing of the golden wings, his aura is already weak enough to be negligible.

"court death!"

Ling Tian shouted angrily, raising his hand and blasting out a punch.

Lin Feifan vomited blood on the spot, like a sandbag, and was blown out.

The blood, sprinkled along the way, is extremely talented.

Die!

Immediately afterwards, Ling Tian's figure swiftly caught up with Lin Feifan.

Without giving him a chance to surrender and the referee's favoritism, he stretched out his hand and turned into a giant palm, and pressed Lin Feifan, who had not yet landed, on the battlefield with a thud.

Everything happened too fast.

When the referee on the battle stage reacted, Ling Tian's big hand had already been retracted.

The golden wings behind that also gradually disappeared.

Ling Tian was standing in the middle of the battle platform with a club, still whistling the wind, flying the long hair like a waterfall behind his faceplate.

It seemed that the killing of Lin Feifan was nothing more than a normal thing.

When the smoke cleared, a huge **** handprint appeared on the battle platform.

But Lin Feifan, who was still very arrogant just now, has disappeared.

The **** handprint seemed to signify Lin Feifan's miserable end.

His physical body was vulnerable to a single blow under the power of Ling Tian.

"Lin Feifan, is dead?"

At this time, the referee reacted.

Ling Tian was too strong just now, and shot too fast.

First, he didn't have time to stop, and second, at that moment, he couldn't even afford to stop.

"Xiaoyao Academy, Ling Tian, ​​win!"

As the referee cleared his throat, he shouted.

This round of four knockout matches is finally over.

And the next moment, in the square, after a moment of silence, there was a loud noise and cheers.

The cheers, except for those from Xiaoyao Academy, were the few who had pressured Ling Tian's bet.

Ling Tian once again made them a huge profit!

"Ling Tian!"

Above the stands, Lin Buyi just grasped the chair handles with his palms, his face flushed, his chest was angry, as if he was about to burst out.

Both of his Lin Family's arrogances were now dead in Ling Tian's hands.

The Lin family, decades of hard work, were all destroyed!

And this also greatly damaged his reputation of Kunwu Academy!

"Hehe, what, old miscellaneous hair, are you still not satisfied? Don't be angry with the junior, if you are not angry, let's find a place and try two tricks?!"

On the back three rows, the head of the mad asylum lifted Erlang's legs and smiled.