Sword Master Ling Tian

"Who?"

"Ziyun Sect? What kind of school is this?"

"I haven't heard of it, then Ling Tian, ​​I don't even know it!"

Yu Xuanji's voice fell, and everyone was puzzled. They had never heard of the name of Ziyun Sect Ling Tian.

Although the others looked at each other, some people were still surprised.

Among them is Ye Fan.

"Ling Tian?!"

Suddenly stood up, Ye Fan leaned on the boat and looked around.

But there were too many ships around, and he did not find any trace of Ling Tian.

Compared with this, what was even more surprised was the group of young masters and ladies on the ship of Yunhou Mansion.

"What? That Lingtian?"

"Did Chief Jade read it wrong? The old man made this poem?"

"Impossible, how could he be more talented than his big cousin? Chief Jade must be wrong!"

The princes of Yunhou Mansion all shook their heads.

"Yes, it is absolutely impossible that Ling Tian, ​​I don't believe it!" Yun Ming was the most excited.

He squatted on Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang's hands one after another, and he mocked again just now, if this word is really made by Ling Tian, ​​it would be too slapped.

"Ling Tian?!"

Yun Yang pressed his lips tightly, his eyes were full of cruelty.

"You are looking for death!" At this moment, Yun Yang had a murderous heart for the first time.

In Yunzhou, he grew up so much, and it has never happened before. All the limelight has been robbed, and the plan has been shattered. It's all because of Ling Tian.

"My son, De Lao said, this Ling Tian is of great use to Yunhou Mansion, you must not create a gap because of this!" The guard whispered behind Yun Yang.

"You don't need to say, I will explain myself to Grandpa Dai!"

Yun Yang's lips were twitching, and at this moment, Dai Bingde would never be able to stop him.

"Since everyone has no objections, then today's moon viewing party will end here. Please two winners, come on stage!"

Yu Xuanji looked indifferent, while Bian Yujing was embarrassed.

"Roar!"

With a shocking leopard roar, on the cloud ship of Yunhou Mansion, a clouded leopard martial arts soul suddenly shining in the night sky.

In an instant, Yun Yang's momentum exploded, and the seventh-rank martial arts spirit, coupled with the cultivation base of the later stage of Ning Po, directly turned into a bright white light, and flew down from the building.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the formation and landed on the Jiangxin platform.

The package of the seventh-rank martial spirit clouded leopard makes Yun Yang full of momentum.

It has the meaning of shocking the Quartet.

Obviously, perhaps Yun Yang's own words were defeated, but his strength and status were still unsettled and could be shaken.

Everyone was thoughtful and didn't rush to leave.

Yue Qingcang scanned all directions with great interest, waiting for the person named Ling Tian to appear.

Although he failed to suppress Yun Yang this time, someone suppressed him, and he was still a member of the sect.

"Brother Tian? Will you go up there?"

Qin Shaoyang looked at Ling Tian and asked tentatively.

He also saw the murderous aura on Yun Yang.

"Of course, when have I been afraid?"

The corners of Ling Tian's mouth were majestic, and then his face suddenly drenched, the Dantian Qihai was trembling, and the shadow of the tens of thousands of swords instantly condensed into a hidden dragon sword, and emerged.

"Zheng!"

An aura no less than a clouded leopard's clank sound resounded through the heart of Jiang.

The sword blades in the hands of all warriors also trembled lightly.

Ye Fan looked at the sword in his hand in surprise. This was the first time that the sword was moved by outsiders in addition to his position.

At this moment, he finally saw clearly that behind the side of the Qingyunmen painted boat, a sword light shot up into the sky, shining very much.

"Is it really you?"

Although he couldn't see the appearance of the warrior, the awe-inspiring sword intent really gave him a touch of familiarity.

"This is... Seventh-Rank Martial Soul?"

"The rank is not inferior to Yunhou Shizi's martial soul, and it is still a sword soul!"

"Who the **** is this?"

After Jianming, everyone looked in the direction where the sword soul was violent, but saw that the warrior with the sword soul on his back was standing on an inconspicuous boat, extremely shabby.

A golden light burst from the boat, also broke through the formation, and descended on the Jiangxin platform.

When the light dissipated, everyone could see clearly what this person looked like.

The same white shirt, but with golden tulle with dragon pattern on the outside, purple gold crown, jade face and stars, the same handsome and extraordinary!

Although he is not as good as Yun Yang in his cultivation, his temperament has his own merits!

Although Bian Yujing had already looked at it carefully before, but the little brother stood in front of her at such a close distance, for a while, she was still stunned.

Although Yu Xuanji was not like Bian Yujing's nympho, she was also taken aback when she saw Ling Tian's appearance.

Except for the leaders of various factions who are comparable to Yun Yang, she really didn't expect it.

This Ling Tian, ​​who came from a small sect, had such a high-grade martial spirit, and his temperament was so outstanding.

"I have seen two chiefs, Yunhou Shizi, under the Ziyun Sect, Ling Tian!"

Ling Tian raised a charming smile and saluted the three of them.

"Wow, this guy is so young and handsome!"

"What's the use of being handsome? Can you compare with the world?"

"What's the matter, the elder son has a good life experience, he also has a seventh-grade martial arts spirit! There are not many seventh-grade martial arts souls in Yunzhou City!"

For a time, Ling Tian attracted the attention of many ladies.

"Ling Tian! It's really you!"

Yun Yang looked like a sword, and said coldly.

"Shizi, do you know him?"

Yu Xuanji asked in a daze.

"Yes, how come you don't know, the top of the merit list of Lingnan warfare, overwhelming Cheng Feiyu! Such a character, I almost forgot you." Yun Yang sneered.

"War in Lingnan? Press against General Cheng!"

Yu Xuanji frowned, she had never heard of this Lingnan war, but it was a bit shocking to force Cheng Feiyu.

"Finally, since we know each other, it's easy to handle, my son, please!"

Yu Xuanji tried her best to keep her beautiful smile.

"Humph"

Yun Yang hummed softly, glanced sideways at Ling Tian, ​​then took a step forward and walked towards Jin Pavilion.

"Sister, just entertain him, I'm going in!"

Yu Xuanji stretched out her hand and shook Bian Yujing's eyes, which awakened the latter.

"Oh, I know my sister..."

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Yu Xuanji was full of thoughts about how to appease Yunyang, and did not pay much attention to Ling Tian, ​​nodded, and ran after him.

"Um... if that's the case, then Young Master Ling, please..."

Bian Yujing, who was good at dancing with long sleeves, didn't know what was wrong this time, suddenly lost her square inch, and gathered her hair around her ears. After a while, she looked away from Ling Tian.

"Thank you, Chief Bian."

Ling Tian nodded, glanced at Na Jin Pavilion, and walked over slowly.

Looking at Ling Tian's tall and straight back, Bian Yujing's heart bumped against the deer.

"Bian Yujing ah Bian Yujing, when have you been so unbearable, and which man you can't handle? Ling Tianxiu wants to take out the palm of our hand!"

Constantly muttering in her heart, Bian Yujing took a deep breath and let her face bloom to the extreme, and then she followed with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Hey, how do you feel, I'm going to be blown by my old sister!"

On the boat, Qin Shaoyang scratched his head, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "Fuck me, he will go there to eat and drink spicy food. I'm here, Master.