Sword Master Ling Tian

When Ling Tian's voice sounded like thunder on the ground, when it sounded under the Holy Sword Mountain, it undoubtedly caused a slight noise in an instant, making almost all the warriors who practice and learn under the mountain shocked. Ling Tian was like this. Is it an active invitation?

This is really unexpected.

Now, it is not an ordinary Jian Pavilion disciple who came to the door, but Yu Sen, who ranked third in Jian Pavilion and entered the realm of Wu Huang two years ago!

"This guy is really overwhelming."

"However, I hope that Ling Tian can win. Jiange has been a bit too arrogant recently."

More and more disciples gathered to support Ling Tian, ​​and some.

Of course, he believed that Ling Tian was asking for trouble and insulting himself, occupying an absolute number.

After all, there seems to be only Ling Tian himself on the Qi Pavilion side.

And what he said was to challenge the entire sword pavilion.

Isn't this looking for a fight?

In fact, if it were not for helplessness, Ling Tian would not choose to tear his face with Jiange so quickly.

To blame, this Jiange disciple is to blame for bullying the three of Zhang Jing.

His Lingtian brother has not received any grievances in the Secret Store of the Sky, and definitely not in Jiuxiao.

"Hehe, you boy, you are really the same as my sister said, arrogant and not knowing the heights!"

Among the crowd, Yu Sen was even more frightened and angry.

He originally wanted to clean up Ling Tian in front of other disciples, and then bring the middle-grade fairy soldiers in his hand, but he didn't expect that Ling Tian would not play cards according to the routine, instead of the guest, he would challenge first. .

In this way, this guy is considered to be on the rise.

"In that case, if my Jiange disciple doesn't fight, it will make others laugh."

Yu Sen sneered again and again, "You guys, who will go up and show this guy some color?"

Behind him, except for Yu Weiyang, the four disciples looked at each other.

They already knew that Ling Tian possessed the Martial Spirit of the Primordial Beginning. Even if it was disabled, it was not inferior to the Primordial Primordial Beginning. How could the peak of the ordinary soul, Tianjiao, be his opponent?

"No trouble, I don't have time to waste on you."

"You wait, let's go together."

However, under the Sacred Sword Mountain, Ling Tian's figure kept leaping and then hovering until it was on the largest platform.

"Here, it should be enough for you to wait for the show."

This Ling Tian even uttered wild words, even more so that he had chosen the ring.

Obviously, they didn't put the people of Jiange in their eyes.

"You lunatic, you are too arrogant. If you don't show you a little bit of color today, do you really think that Wuhun is invincible in the beginning?"

"Senior brothers, let's go together!"

The disciple who had just entered Wu Huang finally couldn't help it, so he directly drew out the quasi-xian soldiers from his hand and rushed up.

The three primordial masters behind him also followed closely.

One-on-one, they really don't have a bottom, but now they are together, what are they afraid of?

You know, among the four, Emperor Wu is in charge.

The martial emperor realm disciple in Tianjiao is not comparable to that of ordinary martial emperors, and his combat power is definitely comparable to the combat power of Sanxian.

Even if Ling Tian is pregnant with the beginning, can it turn the sky over?

However, Yu Weiyang frowned. She suddenly remembered that at the time of the Hundred Sects Competition, Jiang Xian of the Boundless Battle Hall was killed by Ling Tian on the spot.

If his elder brother doesn't make a move, who can be Ling Tian's opponent?

"Haha, Ling Tian, ​​this competition is not just for fun. If you lose, you will apologize to my sword pavilion in public. In addition, hand over the middle-grade quasi-immortal soldier in your hand!"

"Dare you?"

Yu Sen shouted under the ring.

"Why don't you dare, but if I win, you will offer Zhang Jing and the others the swords and hands, and then kneel down to apologize!"

Ling Tian stood with his hands behind, and under the ring, Ling Tian and others were even more excited.

"Hahaha, the tone is really not small, so what if you promise?"

On the ring, the only disciple of Tianjiao in the realm of Emperor Wu raised the sword in his hand, and that was the quasi-immortal sword Changqiong in Zhang Jing's hand.

Chang Qiong pointed at Ling Tian, ​​"Ling Tian, ​​remember, I am the sword pavilion..."

"You don't have to sign up. In my eyes, those who don't have a primordial spirit are all rubbish."

However, without waiting for the four Emperor Wu to finish, Ling Tian had already moved, and the light flashed in his hand, and the Du Er stick directly swung up. Amidst the roar of the Sanskrit sound, it was like the shadow of a stick in the empire of the dyke. Traveling through mountains and seas is generally swept away.

The sound of the cudgel trembles the entire arena, causing the disciples onlookers to swell their mouths.

Ling Tian didn't seem to have used the energy of the primordial martial arts, but the aura that erupted was already so terrifying.

Moreover, the stick in his hand, at a glance, knows that it is not a mortal thing, but also a quasi-immortal soldier!

There are still so many treasures in Ling Tian's hands!

"Shoot together!"

The disciple of the Martial Emperor Realm had no time to be embarrassed, and with a roar, he directly urged his whole body to the peak, and under the cover of Wu Huang's glow, he cut it down with a sharp sword.

Although this guy's cultivation base was not as good as Jiang Xian at the time, he was doing his best at this time, and he still used his weapons. For a while, his momentum was shocking.

In addition, there are two more shots on the left and right, which makes the crowd onlookers unable to predict the victory or defeat.

Bang!

boom!

However, just when the magical powers of that stick shadow and the disciple of the sword pavilion were smashing together, the latter was like a piece of paper, cracking apart every inch!

"What? Impossible!"

"Use Lingbao!"

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian's stick was so tyrannical, the three disciples hurriedly sacrificed spirit treasures to protect the whole body.

But the rank of these spirit treasures is not the top-level spirit treasure, how to wait for the energy of crossing the eel stick at the moment?

During the Hundred Sects Competition, Ling Tian was able to kill Jiang Xian with one finger. Now he has advanced to the pinnacle of the soul, and the Sanskrit soundless cudgel technique used by the Du'er Cudgel is only the second level, which is enough to suppress everything.

clang!

puff!

With a blast, the stick shadow swept everything in front of him. The Wuhuang realm disciple took the brunt, and was directly shocked. A mouthful of blood was sprayed out. He knelt on the edge of the formation on the spot, without the slightest strength in the battle.

The others, like dead dogs, were limp on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't hurt their lives, Ling Tian's stick would be enough to kill them on the spot!

With a big hand, Ling Tian rolled the swords of Changqiong and others off the ring, and then shrouded his body, making all the sword pavilion disciples kneel in the direction of Zhang Jing and others.

"Brother, this Liangzi, I will level it."

Zhang Jing and the others took over the sword. These quasi-celestial soldiers have followed them for a long time, and now they have been lost and recovered, making them inexplicably excited.

"Brother, thanks."

With this brother, what can your husband ask for?

"Is Yu Sen?"

"Now, do you still want to go?"

However, Ling Tian had already looked at the sluggish-looking Third Senior Brother of Jiange, Yu Sen under the ring.