Sword Master Ling Tian

How long did Ling Tian rush out of the sixth building?

Could it be that he doesn't like the exercises in the six-story building, and doesn't even choose it?

Although Wen Luohan had no intention of staying in the Sixth Floor at this time, his speed was still half a step behind Ling Tian.

Wow!

Suddenly, under the Sacred Sword Mountain, the exclamation sounded one after another.

Among them, there were more and more Jiange disciples, and naturally they were defending Wen Luohan, thinking that starting from the seventh stage, Wen Luohan must have left Ling Tian behind.

Yu Sen, who had lost his face before, was supported by Yu Weiyang, hiding in the corner and watching. He naturally hoped that Wen Luohan would take Ling Tian.

But Ling Tian, ​​who had never stayed in the sixth building for a while, undoubtedly gave him another invisible slap in the face.

His swordsmanship is the seventh swordsmanship in the six-story building, but now, he can't get into Ling Tian's eyes at all?

On the Sacred Sword Mountain, Ling Tian's figure shone on the ridge again and again.

In the sixth building, Ling Tian did encounter the remnants of the will of the previous Pavilion Master Yunhai, but his combat power was not strong, and Ling Tian directly defeated him by hitting the eighteen palms of the Shenlong.

But on the ridge behind the six-story building, Ling Tian felt a deep pressure.

The whole body seemed to be wrapped in the quagmire. If it weren't for the deep power of the Tianyuan, it would be difficult to move, and it would be impossible to fly by.

Wen Luohan has already caught up, relying on his powerful cultivation base, his speed is getting faster and faster.

"Hehe, Ling Tian, ​​the show has just begun."

Wen Luohan looked at Ling Tian's back and couldn't help but sneer.

"Oh? Really?"

"However, your voice is too low..."

Ling Tian smiled softly, the sea of ​​qi in his body rolled, and the power of Tian Yuan instantly boiled through madness at the beginning, causing Ling Tian's speed to skyrocket, and he flew directly and rushed into the seventh building.

"hateful!"

Wen Luohan's face was gloomy, and he secretly said that he shouldn't talk nonsense, and rushed straight up.

The next moment, he didn't keep it anymore, and his whole body was surging, and he followed into the seventh building.

...

call!

Entering the seventh building, Ling Tian looked up. Inside the main hall, it was almost the same as the sixth one. There were a total of six platforms. On each of them were three ghost clones, each of which was guarding a secret technique. .

These afterimages are all left by the previous pavilion master of the Cloud Sea Pavilion using the formation to bless the will. The secrets they guard are ranked differently, and the combat power is also strong.

But at the worst, the combat power is also stronger than that of Yu Sen.

The seventh layer is so tyrannical, isn't the eighth layer a half-step dispersal?

Ling Tian never stayed in the sixth building, but he could no longer remain indifferent to the seventh building.

There are various top five exercises hidden here, enough to meet the needs of Zhang Jing and others.

"Zhang Jing and Ran Min are both swordsmanship, then choose two!"

Ling Tian found the platform where the sword technique was located, dropped a palm, and attracted the afterimages in front of the two cheat books.

"Liu Min has a book of swordsmanship. He is a swordsman with the water attribute. Haha, then choose the third-ranked Hanyuan Sword Classic!"

Ling Tian's sword energy fell on the remnant of the sword guarding the cold abyss.

"Zai Dao and Cai'er can't be left behind, they both choose one."

The sword in Ling Tian's hands kept on, and when Wen Luohan from behind rushed in, a look of surprise flashed across his indifferent face.

Because at this time Ling Tian was besieged by a group of afterimages!

This Ling Tian actually wants to get several cheats together?

It would be too much to fight a group one by one.

Surprised, Wen Luohan didn't want to waste time. The seventh level didn't have what he wanted.

"Ling Tian, ​​I can go one step ahead!"

With a sneer, Wen Luohan lifted his sword and opened the interception formation on the left and right, leaving the seventh building.

"Hahaha, shall I say, how could the senior brother fall behind the disciple of the pavilion? Come out!"

"Then Ling Tian just doesn't know good or bad, wait for him to be beaten out of the seventh building, let's see how we humiliate him!"

"Senior Brother Wen left the seventh floor with such ease this time, I am afraid that he will really enter the eighth floor."

"He is the number one in the sword pavilion, so naturally he won't let that Qin Mingyue steal the limelight."

"Hey, do you think that when Li Xuan returned from a trip, could he surpass Wen Luohan? Back then, he was defeated by one move and became the second senior brother!"

"I don't know, he has been away for two years, maybe he died outside."

At the foot of Sacred Sword Mountain, everyone talked a lot, and Nangong Jin shook his head, "Although he has already exceeded my expectations, I am afraid that it will end here."

"I can't see that Ling Tian entered the Tibetan Martial Arts Hall not for himself, but for the practice of those brothers and sisters, so..."

Feng Zhiruo shook his head.

"Oh?"

Nangong Jin's face changed slightly when she heard this, "So, this Ling Tian is really affectionate."

On the Sacred Sword Mountain, in front of the eighth building, Wen Luohan already felt a great deal of pressure.

Even if he releases all the Wuhuang cultivation bases now, it becomes difficult every time he climbs the ladder.

Half a year ago, he fell on the stone steps in front of the eight-story building, without even touching the door.

However, when the time for a small cup of tea passed, he had already walked half the distance, but the formation behind him exploded, and Ling Tian's figure rushed out directly.

"what?!"

Turning around and taking a look, Wen Luohan couldn't help frowning.

Ling Tian actually rushed out of the seventh building under the siege of the afterimage?

Moreover, the speed is so fast!

"Hmph, Ling Tian, ​​the gap between you and me is getting bigger and bigger!"

Wen Luohan suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and was enveloped by the power of the Intermediate Sword Domain. The pressure on the whole body was suddenly reduced, so that his speed was also increased.

"Oh, isn't it?"

"Sword domain only, do you think I am Ling Tian?"

But Ling Tian raised the corners of his mouth, holding the Long Yuan sword hilt in his hand. The next moment, the scabbard suddenly shook, and a sword intent rose into the sky, tearing the gravity quagmire ahead!

The strength of Ling Tian's sword domain made him seem to have sword light shining with dazzling sacred brilliance. It could not be said that Ling Tian was a sword domain, but it was extremely sacred.

From a distance, Ling Tian seemed to be wrapped in a sword shadow soaring to the sky, especially eye-catching!

Under the blessing of the strength of this sword domain, Ling Tian was also light, and he caught up with him in three steps and two steps.

"Hey, is this... Intermediate Sword Domain?"

"The disciple of this pavilion has a sword domain that is equal to that of the master sword pavilion!"

"Why does this make the Jiange disciple feel so embarrassed?"

Below the Sacred Sword Mountain, looking at Ling Tian who was already about to catch up with Wen Luohan, a great uproar resounded.

Nangong Jin chuckled, "I almost forgot, this guy has an Intermediate Sword Domain in his body."

"However, the eighth building is not so easy to enter."