Sword Master Ling Tian

Chu Kuang, who used the power of the martial soul, took twelve breaths before breaking through the golden bell, and the monk Xingyi was unscathed.

The body protection technique of Mirokuzong made Ling Tian stunned.

This was simply stronger than his Five-Blood Golden Body Judgment, several blocks stronger, and Ling Tian hadn't set out to search for the blood that the Five-Blood Golden Body Jue required.

Now that he saw the golden bell of Xingyi, Ling Tian once again paid attention to the important practice of body protection exercises.

The golden bell that was put down for the second time, looked the same as the one just now, with the same golden light shining, and Sanskrit flowing on it, showing a solidness.

"It deserves to be Yunzhou's number one body-protecting technique. The Miluo Sect has this technique, which is enough to be invincible. It's too strong!"

"Yeah, Chu Kuang made a full blow, and he didn't even touch the corner of Xingyi's clothes. This is still the 90th place in the Dragon and Tiger list!"

"In fact, it's not that Chu Kuang is weak, but Xingyi is too strong. In this martial arts conference, Xingyi must be a strong contender for the top rankings. His golden bell is already a success!"

Everyone was marveling at Xingyi's tyrannical strength, but they didn't think so much about Ling Tian.

After all, even though Ling Tian is stronger than Chu Kuang, he must be the same.

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"Offended, be a master."

Ling Tian didn't rush to make a move, but bowed his hand.

After all, just now, Xingyi has helped him.

"It's okay, the stick technique of Ling donors seems to come from Buddhism, but unfortunately, the donor does not have a weapon to take advantage of it. Or, the golden gong stick of the poor monk, can it be used by the donor?" Xingyi said indifferently.

"Golden gong stick!"

"It's another well-known weapon. Legend has it that this rod was used by the previous abbot of the Milo Sect. It has eight embedded formations and ranks among the best spirit weapons!"

"It's no wonder that only one side can take the attacks of Ling Tian and Chu Kuang with one hand. Just this golden gong stick is enough!"

Ling Tian frowned. Just now, he noticed the golden staff in Xingyi's hand. The golden light on the staff was dazzling. There were eight formations on this staff, and it also had a simple meaning. It was not made by later generations, and its power was far from Yangyan knife is comparable.

In the ancient music forging soldiers, the golden gong stick ranked fifteenth, and the top ten, without exception, were all nine formations, which was the limit of the spirit weapon.

Therefore, if Ling Tian is holding a golden gong stick, then coupled with the magic wand method, supplemented by the power of the martial soul, the power of martial arts displayed will far exceed that of Chu Kuang.

Suddenly, Chu Kuang's face turned black.

"Thank you for the kindness of Master Xingyi, but no need. This time, I will use the sword!"

Ling Tian refused.

He wants to win, and he wants to win with integrity.

Golden gongs and rods can't be used naturally, and the use of purple fault scabbard is also disrespectful to line one.

Therefore, although he didn't want to use the sword in his hand, he was helpless.

"Hehe, okay, in that case, go one by one, the donor, please do your best to show it."

Feeling Ling Tian's gradually dignified sword intent, he was waiting for the first action.

"boom!"

In Ling Tian's Dantian Qi sea, the Jiu-color Daoji platform turned frantically, from the nine colors to purple, and it reached its limit in an instant. Its vitality was like a volcanic eruption, frantically rushing towards Ling Tian's right arm.

Outside of the body, the vitality in front of Shihua Pavilion seemed to be attracted by a great force, frantically condensing towards Ling Tian.

"What's the situation? This vitality seems to be controlled!"

A group of warriors were relieved from the shock of Xingyi's golden bell, feeling this vitality change, they all exclaimed in exclamation.

"It's Ling Tian! The whale swallowing vitality proves that the inner strength mental method that Ling Tian has cultivated is not low in absolute rank!"

"It's really horrible, I'm afraid only the inner strength of the five major sects can have such a momentum!"

For a while, Ling Tian was just gathering his vitality and attracted all his attention.

Taibai went upstairs, and Ye Fan, who put down his wine glass, frowned slightly, looking at Ling Tian, ​​who was rippling with a faint purple air, and muttered.

"Zi Yun Jing..."

When the vitality was condensed, Ling Tian's shoulders shook, and there was a sudden buzzing behind him, and a seven-foot-high sword soul phantom emerged.

Buzzing bursts, sword intent vertical and horizontal!

On the pale golden sword body, swimming dragons surround it.

For a time, the sword weapons around the waist of the martial artist all around trembled involuntarily, as if they were surrendering to worship.

"Seventh-Rank Sword Soul, this Lingtian Martial Soul is really a seventh-Rank!"

"That's right, and it's the soul of the sword, the greatest increase in sword weapons!"

Ling Tian's Seventh-Rank Sword Martial Spirit once again set off the atmosphere.

After walking around, Chu Kuang saw Ling Tian's martial arts for the first time. He didn't expect that he was no different from the legendary spirit. The aura of this seventh-rank martial arts really shocked him.

At this moment, he felt the dual pressure of Ling Tian's vitality and sword soul, and then he understood how big the gap between him and Ling Tian was!

"Go one, take the move!"

Having already accumulated his aura to the limit, Ling Tian suddenly raised his eyes, and the upper dragon of the sword soul behind his back chanted to the sky!

"Bath Thunder Slash Star!"

It was the third killer move of the Thunder Sword Sutra. Ling Tian was holding the scabbard in his left hand, and his right hand trembled suddenly, and a sword light suddenly bloomed. The next moment, there was a sky-shattering sword energy, tearing the air, carrying endlessly. Lei Wei, cut to the line!

fast!

It's too fast.

Before everyone saw how Ling Tian made the move, that sword aura was already aroused.

Moreover, where the sword gas passed, the ground paved with green gold in front of the Shihua Pavilion shattered one after another, and the cracks, as if they had been burned, were all black.

The first line of reading the Buddhist scriptures lightly stopped abruptly, and a golden meditation stick phantom behind him suddenly rose in the sound of the Sanskrit sound. The golden bell covering his body was also blessed, and the golden light was shining and firmer than before. More than doubled!

The moment Ling Tian took out the sword, Xing Yi felt the tremendous pressure, but before he was surprised, he released the martial soul without hesitation.

Otherwise, this golden bell will definitely not be able to stop Ling Tian's sword power!

"Om!"

Sword Qi tore on the golden bell.

This is a contest between a spear and a shield. Ling Tian's thunder system swordsmanship is extremely sharp, while the golden bell is as firm as a rock.

Click!

Suddenly, after the sword qi tore through the three breaths of the golden bell, there was a thunderbolt, and the golden bell was shattered!

In front of Ling Tian's ultimate move, the golden bell, known as the number one body protection technique in Yunzhou City, was broken like this!

"Humph!"

Everything happened so fast that everyone hadn't reacted yet. With a muffled hum, the golden gong stick in his right hand suddenly lifted forward and stood in front of him.

clang!

There was another thunder and explosion, Ling Tian's sword energy fell on the golden rod, the huge energy had not been completely dissipated, Zhen Xing took three steps back.

Finally, the energy finally dissipated.