Sword Master Ling Tian

In front of the nine-story building.

When Ling Tian's big hand touched the sword formation, he suddenly felt a terrifying sword formation killing intent, and attacked him frantically.

That kind of terrifying aura is enough to easily strangle the existence of Sanxian realm!

Humph!

With a low shout, the one hundred thousand sword shadows in Ling Tian's body also burst out like a spring.

Strangled instantly with the sword intent that swept over it, it is inextricably inseparable!

If it were not for the 100,000 sword shadows, Ling Tian's arm would be shattered into a mass of flesh and blood in an instant.

Buzzing!

The entire light curtain bloomed in that instant of light, and a terrifying kendo coercion rose from the nine-story upstairs.

All the disciples and the elder and deputy pavilion master who watched this scene under the Holy Sword Mountain were shocked, their mouths open, and they couldn't say a word.

At this time, the Shenghui violently rising above the nine-story building, like a sharp sword, plunged straight into the sky.

"This...this is exactly the same as the scene when the pavilion master entered the Ninth Floor!"

"But I remember the pavilion master at that time, but he sat in front of the temple for half a month before starting his hands. How could this guy directly arouse such a vision?"

"It seems that this vision is bigger than that of the Pavilion Master 500 years ago?"

Among the crowd, among the elders of the pavilions who were alarmed by Ling Tian and Wen Luohan, there were also the old people who witnessed the time when pavilion master Yunhai entered the Ninth Floor 500 years ago. Now they are surprised to see this scene again.

Above the ridge stone steps, Wen Luohan couldn't resist the violent sword intent, and was forced to fall down the Holy Sword Mountain.

At this time, under the Holy Sword Mountain, all the other disciples fell down except for the Pavilion Master Yunhai on the top of the mountain.

Seeing the vision upstairs at Jiuzhong, Wen Luohan was shocked and angry, trembling all over.

The crowd was all amazed at Ling Tian, ​​and he even saw Ling Xi's figure!

"You said it wasn't because of her?"

"Ling Tian, ​​I swear, Wen Luohan will kill you, even if you get the Qianchen Sword Formation?"

Wen Luohan was secretly ruthless in his heart, and his eyes were already full of killing intent and hatred.

In front of the Ninth Floor, Ling Tian was already wet with sweat in a short period of time.

Even if there are thousands of sword shadows, the coercion of this sword formation still makes Ling Tian walk on thin ice.

While resisting the strangulation of the sword formation, Ling Tian looked for the ten thousand formation eyes.

With Tao Yaoyao on the sidelines to help, Ling Tian didn't have to worry about not being able to find the eye.

However, the time and spiritual thoughts spent to lock up 10,000 eyes are still a bit terrifying.

Time passed, and in half an hour, under the Sacred Sword Mountain, there were already crowds.

Almost all the disciples of the Six Inner Sects came.

"Hehe, looking at it, Ling Tian is afraid that it won't work."

"Huh, he's just an arrogant guy, thinking that after passing the eighth floor, he will be able to compete with the pavilion master?"

"I heard from the elders in the pavilion, that the pavilion master Yunhai sat withered for half a month before he started doing it. This guy will definitely die on the ninth floor!"

Seeing that Ling Tian trembling in front of the Ninth Floor Building, the disciples of Jian Pavilion and Dan Pavilion all clamored, wishing that Ling Tian would be strangled directly on the spot.

Ling Tian stepped on the Dan Pavilion with his foot, and the back foot made Jian Pavilion feel ashamed. In one day, he offended the two strongest forces in the Nine Heavens Cloud Sea Pavilion, and now it has naturally become the target of public criticism.

"Will you die?"

In the crowd, Ling Xi frowned when she heard this.

"Haha, don't care, you don't know, this Lingtian formation is so powerful, I have never seen a formation he can't break!"

However, Li Shishi didn't care at all.

"Teacher, how come from your mouth, this guy is omnipotent? He can refining tools, he is also proficient in alchemy, and no one can match the rhythm. The martial arts are so terrifying. He hasn't even fallen into the formation now?"

The woman in Shen Gong Pavilion was astonished.

"Uh, it seems to be that, apart from having children, it seems that there is no one he can't..." Li Shishi frowned, trying hard to find Ling Tian's shortcomings.

When Ling Xi heard this, she burst out laughing: "Giving birth..."

"Hehe, Ling Xi, I'm sorry, this time I was negligent and failed to get the swordsmanship in the eight-story building, but I promise that after half a year, I will definitely be able to..."

At this time, Wen Luohan didn't know where he came out.

"Senior Wen, Ling Xi doesn't understand what you mean. Whether you are negligent or not has nothing to do with me, let alone say sorry to me."

Ling Xi was startled, as if avoiding the **** of plague, hiding behind the woman in the Shen Gong Pavilion.

"Hey, I said you are a pervert, you look like a gentleman, why do things so disgusting?"

Li Shishi pinched Xiaoman's waist and stood in front of Linxi, not afraid of Wen Luohan at all, and just opened his mouth to curse.

"you!"

"I, Wen Luohan, don't care about women!"

Wen Luohan was poked in public again, his face flushed immediately.

"Who is a woman? People are girls!"

Wen Luohan vomited blood and retreated, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Om!"

At this moment, on the holy sword mountain, a sword sound suddenly resounded, attracting everyone's eyes.

The disciples of that sword pavilion and pill pavilion looked even more eagerly, waiting for the scene where Ling Tian was broken into a cloud of blood fog to appear.

However, the next scene freezes the smiles on their faces.

In front of the Ninth Floor, Ling Tian slowly retracted his palm.

And the light in front of his eyes shattered with a bang.

The light curtain in front of the Ninth Floor was broken!

Ling Tian's body stood up, and immediately disappeared into it!

The Ninth Floor, failed to block Ling Tian!

For a while, the entire Holy Sword Mountain became silent.

Everyone understands what it means to enter the Ninth Floor.

...

In the Ninth Floor, Ling Tian wiped the sweat off his face and walked into it, but when his eyes were restored to clarity, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the space in this nine-story building is extremely small, surrounded by plain decorations, and on the flat ground, there is only one figure sitting cross-legged.

And around the figure, is surrounded by dense sword shadows.

Different from the sword shadows in Ling Tian's body that were invisible to the naked eye, these sword shadows were all three inches long, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking.

The boundless swordsmanship surpassed the sky, and directly crushed Ling Tian's sword domain and enveloped it.

The sword intent here was already beyond Ling Tian's resistance.

The one hundred thousand sword shadows in the body were all compressed on the Qihai Dao foundation at this time, condensing into the original form, the sword heart.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would sit here for tens of thousands of years, and finally wait for you to come, the Great Emperor Juntian, what a great deal!"

However, what made Ling Tian suddenly cold was that the figure sitting cross-legged on the futon suddenly raised his head, looking at Ling Tian with a pair of eyes, with a smile on his face.

This, where is the afterimage of will?

He is clearly a living person! ?

Isn't the founder of the Nine Heavens Cloud Sea Pavilion still dead? !