Sword Master Ling Tian

Chapter 1188: Battle of Xiao Thirteen

Xiliang, Qianmu Mountain.

Ling Tian and Luo Zijun walked out of the formation.

The former was okay, but Luo Zijun couldn't help but shook his body, his eyes almost fainted in darkness.

"Are you all right? Are you okay, are you dizzy?"

Ling Tian hurriedly held Luo Zijun to prevent him from falling.

If so, it would be ugly.

"Cut, I'm fine, why are you helping me!"

"You throw me away~"

Luo Zijun looked at the big hand holding his arm.

Ling Tian shook his head, let go of Luo Zijun, looked around, and looked at everything in front of him.

This Qianmu Mountain seemed to be far more bleak than he had imagined.

At first glance, there are thick dark clouds in the sky, faintly blowing by the sea breeze, and dense golden deciduous forest below, the mountains and rivers in the distance are continuous, like a mysterious yellow dragon crawling on the ground.

There were waves of screaming waves, faintly buzzing in my ears.

Ling Tian couldn't help taking a deep breath. The scenery of Xiliang gave people a grand and bold atmosphere.

"Where is Xiao Shisanlang? We are already in the Qianmu Mountain Boundary now, and he should have discovered us."

Luo Zijun's spirit spread around.

"Hehe, he has come, we are waiting."

Ling Tian smiled with his hands behind him, and walked slowly up the hill in front, searching for the legendary six-sided vajra.

"coming?"

Luo Zijun became vigilant when she heard the words, her spiritual mind was not as good as Ling Tian, ​​and now she didn't sense anything.

"Well, this Xiao Shisan is better than I thought."

Ling Tian nodded.

Sure enough, a moment after Ling Tian's voice fell, a gust of wind suddenly stirred up among the lonely mountains and forests.

The wind rolled up the fallen leaves everywhere, and within a few breaths, it turned into an astonishing gust of wind, making the fallen leaves even more condensed into a terrifying beast that roared up to the sky.

In the next moment, the fierce beast suddenly fell from the sky and went straight to Ling Tian to kill.

"Haha, good means!"

Seeing this, Ling Tian couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Zijun behind him. He was in white clothes and white hair, dancing with the wind, his palm stretched out, three fingers close together, the true essence and the nine-patterned fire Qi flame merged into the vortex between the fingers, breathing Below, the pure Yang finger with 70% power, with a crimson flame, pointed at the fierce beast!

boom!

With a muffled sound, Ling Tian’s fiery fingers fell on the head of the fierce beast. Although it did not directly crush it, the terrifying nine-patterned fire Qiyan took advantage of the strong wind and swept away in an instant. Let the fierce beast bathe in flames, like a flame monster.

"Scatter!"

With a wave of Ling Tian below, he directly controlled the power of the fire, causing the behemoth of flames to collapse directly in the air.

The first round ended with Ling Tian's free and easy solution.

"Hehe, not bad, come again!"

But obviously, the people here are not willing to give up.

A yelling sound rang, and the next moment, it was to see the boundless gust of wind, and it was condensed at this moment, but this time it was not with the help of fallen leaves, but condensed into a huge boxing front out of thin air, blasting towards Ling Tian.

As this front of the fist crossed the sky, the entire mountain forest began to tremble, showing how tyrannical the martial artist who had not yet shown up was with his punch.

"Good job!"

Ling Tian also raised his eyebrows, with a little excitement in his heart. He still didn't draw his sword, but jumped into the air, his shoulders shook, and the rolling essence gathered on his arm. The next moment, Qi Jue Fist's sixth killer move was directly hit. Ling Tian sacrificed!

The strong cyan shadow of the fist, with a breath of boundless killing, rushed out, and went straight to the front of the fist that hit that day.

These days, Ling Tian was in the Four Elephant Pagoda. Except for refining the swords and engraving the armor, most of the remaining time was spent practicing. These Qi Jue Fists were one of them.

Having never advanced to the soul, Ling Tian only refined the sixth ultimate move to the Xiaocheng realm, but even so, this punch was still the fourth heavier than it, and it was too tyrannical!

Even if it is the great power of the middle stage of the soul, it is absolutely impossible to take over!

"Boom!"

The two shadows of fist fought each other in the air, and the huge impact that erupted in an instant swept away, flying all the grass, trees, and rocks in a radius of a hundred miles into the sky, and a huge mushroom cloud violently shook the center, and the center was completely dark. , The space storm raged inside.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that I'm Qianmu Mountain in Xiliang, and today a big man really came. I took two tricks and I was still so young."

When the shocking noise subsided and the smoke fell, a figure appeared in the sky without knowing when.

Ling Tian's pupils on the opposite side narrowed slightly. When he saw this person, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

It's not that this person is so powerful and invincible, but that this person looks too young, right?

At this moment, opposite Ling Tian, ​​a warrior dressed in a light black brocade, looked like a twenty-seven-year-old with a treasure knife in his arms, and his dark hair was scattered randomly, in a wild and unscrupulous manner. But there is a huge coercion concealed.

This person is indeed tyrannical.

Although not as good as the terrifying boss in the late soul stage, this person's combat power is definitely at the peak of the middle soul stage!

And this is a bit weird, you know, it seems that Li Qingcheng, who is about the same age, has only reached the mid-primary stage, but the person in front of him is a few times higher than Li Qingcheng!

"Your Excellency's powerful combat power, let me admire you."

"Want to come, you are the first thieves of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Xiao Shisan, right?!"

Ling Tian folded his hands and smiled.

"Hehe, knowing who I am, it seems that you have come prepared."

Then Xiao Shisan put down his arms and squinted his eyes slightly: "However, there is still no winner or loser between us."

"What's the matter, wait until the fight is over!"

Zheng!

But at this moment, Luo Zijun below suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and he still hadn't seen what was happening. He heard a deafening sword chant, and the sword sound was like thunder falling from the nine heavens, illuminating the whole world in a flash.

Roar!

At the same time, a long sword martial soul condensed by wind and thunder, suspended behind Xiao Shisan, stirring the boundless vitality, shaking the earth!

At the same time, the sword in Xiao Shisan's hand was already unsheathed, and the cold light slashed towards Ling Tian at the moment, the sword gas condensed into a storm, as if it was about to engulf Ling Tian!

Not only that, Ling Tian could feel the terrifying sword power, the storm blade power, and this blade power even reached the intermediate level, it was a small achievement!

This sword definitely has a combat power comparable to the power of the late Yuanshen!

"Good knife technique!"

When Ling Tian saw this, he couldn't help but exclaimed, but the next moment, when he moved his hand, the thunder behind his back ejected from the fire sword, Ling Tian reached out and grabbed it. Inside the sword, the thunder dragon crowed out, full of flames. Swept away, one after another tyrannical sword power soared, making the heaven and the earth change their colors!

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