Sword Master Ling Tian

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"Hiss! Three breaths, the golden bell that walks one way, actually insisted on three breaths!"

"No way, is it just letting go?"

"Are you blind? You have used the sixth-grade gold steel rod martial arts even for a row. How could it be water?"

"No, did you see the weapon in Ling Tian's hand clearly just now? What kind of sword is that?!"

Everyone was amazed, and finally someone asked, but no one answered.

"I can't see clearly at all, Ling Tian's sword is too fast!"

"No, no matter how fast the sword is released, you can definitely see it clearly. It must be that the sword has a way, so we can't see it clearly!"

Everyone was suspicious. At this time, they looked at the blue hilt on the purple scabbard in Ling Tian's left hand, and they were all surprised.

Even when he walked oneself, he frowned slightly while looking at the golden gong stick in his hand.

At this moment, on the golden gong stick, there is still the remnant of the thunder light, and in his arm, there is also a sword intent raging.

Ling Tian's sword is not only powerful, but the sword is absolutely extraordinary!

"Amitabha Buddha, Ling Donor's swordsmanship is superb, and the sword is no longer under the golden gong and rod. The poor monk is inferior to others, so I am convinced!"

As soon as he walked, he put away the golden gong and stick, said the Buddha's horn in both hands, very humble.

"Master Xingyi Guoqian..."

Ling Tian nodded slightly.

The two are polite, and the words that are feasible still make everyone think about it.

Sword skills and sword weapons are not bad, doesn't it mean that Ling Tian's sword skill ranks straight up to the golden bell, and the sword in the scabbard is comparable to a golden gong stick?

But having said that, what rank are the golden bells and golden gong rods of Mirózong? That is the name of the golden gong stick in the entire Yunzhou, and it is even the best spiritual weapon.

And Ling Tian, ​​although he has good aptitude, is from a Ziyun Sect who has never even heard of it. How did he get such an excellent technique and weapon?

For a time, Ling Tian seemed to be a mystery in everyone's eyes.

"Hehe, since the comparison is over, I will accept the money! Five million Lingcoins are enough to spend in Shihua Hall!"

Ling Tian swept across his long sleeves, picked up all the spirit coins on the ground, and smiled frivolously.

"Chu donor, are you satisfied with this result?"

After turning around, he looked at Chu Kuang who was already dumbfounded behind him.

"Full, satisfied...satisfied..."

Chu Kuang was there, and replied mechanically. Suddenly, he recovered and realized that he had lost completely, and that he had lost completely. If Ling Tian's sword was not the golden bell of the best Hood, but him, then, he has no chance of survival at all.

This Ling Tian, ​​perhaps only the evildoers of the inner door could be suppressed.

"Hmph, Ling Tian, ​​today I am inferior to Chu's crazy skills, let's wait and see!"

With a cruel remark, Chu Kuang walked away with the people from Qingtianzong in a desperate manner.

"Donor, you are high-spirited, karma-ridden, and mixed. If you have the opportunity, you might as well come to Mirokuzong and calm your mind."

Xing glanced at Ling Tian and Shihua Pavilion, and before Ling Tian could answer, he said, "Since the cause and effect is over, the poor monk has also left, the donor takes care."

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After chanting a Buddha's name, he disappeared among the crowd with the monk of Mirózong.

"Hey, I'm gone, this year's martial arts is really worth seeing, this dark horse Lingtian, I think it will work!"

"Hmph, that's hard to say, it depends on whether Ling Tian lived till that time, offended the family and Qing Tianzong, tusk..."

Amidst the discussion, the crowd dispersed in front of Shihua Pavilion.

Although the storm passed, everyone knew that what Ling Tian ignited was just a fuse. From now on, his path will be more difficult to follow. Correspondingly, the name Ling Tian was completely famous in Yunzhou City.

Ling Tian glanced, but didn't see Zhang Kaifeng's shadow, simply turned around, picked up Qin Shaoyang and entered the Shihua Pavilion.

After examination, Qin Shaoyang was not seriously injured. He had a few broken bones. He took the pill for ten days and a half months.

"Mingyue, Ruoxue, you have already practiced almost everything you want to perform. From today onwards, don't come to Shihua Hall anymore."

Settling down Qin Shaoyang, Ling Tian said to the two women.

"why?"

Xi Ruoxue had no objections, but Qin Mingyue asked.

"Nowadays, people outside think that I linger in Shihua Pavilion because of my preference for beauty, and your two appearing here will make life suspicious. Our cooperation with Shihua Pavilion is very important and must be kept secret. So, Mingyue, do you understand? ..." Ling Tian explained, holding Qin Mingyue's hand.

"Okay, I understand." Qin Mingyue pursed her lips, and finally nodded.

After sending away Qin Mingyue and Xi Ruoxue, Ling Tian summoned Xiaoqing in front of Shihua Pavilion and rode away.

Yunzhou City Genting Commercial Bank.

Occupying a corner of the city, the momentum is magnificent.

Ling Tian dismounted outside the square and looked at the magnificent and magnificent sight in the distance, like the buildings and the crowds of palaces, secretly stunned.

In terms of magnificent style, this Yunzhou City, the Genting Commercial Bank, is unmatched.

If it weren't for the four-character plaque inlaid on the main entrance, Ling Tian felt that this place was more like Yunhou Mansion.

Passing through the square, Ling Tian just stopped in front of the main entrance, Xiao Mengyao, who was wearing a black tight skirt, greeted him with a wave of wind.

"Oh, what kind of wind is this, it finally blows you, son!"

He stepped forward and took Ling Tian's arm, Xiao Mengyao looked like he was intimacy with a lover.

"Miss Xiao, you...Do you know I'm coming?"

Ling Tian broke free of Xiao Mengyao without a trace, a little surprised.

"Isn't it! The son has been playing in Shihua Hall for so many days, but Mengyao has watched it all. Mengyao never missed the grand exhibition of the son's supernatural power today."

Xiao Mengyao smiled charmingly, "My son, why don't you come to Genting earlier? Isn't it, Mengyao doesn't have the charm of the Shihuaguan girl?"

"Haha, Miss Xiao is naturally beautiful, she is naturally superior, isn't this, am I here!"

Although he came to drive a distance, Ling Tian still behaved frivolously. After all, this play was still going to be performed.

"The son's mouth is so sweet, let's go, let's go in and say." Xiao Mengyao saw Ling Tian's changes, but he let Ling Tian go in without saying anything.

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"What, the material the son wants is also Lei Jiejin?"

In a quiet room of the Jubao Pavilion of Genting Commercial Bank, Xiao Mengyao sat on a chair paved with silver fox fur, and said in surprise.

"What? But someone wants this Lei Jiejin too?" Opposite, Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

"This..."

Xiao Mengyao pondered for a moment, but did not answer. Instead, he said: "How did the son know that there is news about Lei Jiejin from my Genting firm?"

"Hehe, Genting Commercial Bank is rich in all over the world. Ling wanted to find spiritual materials. Of course, the first thing he thought of was the expensive bank. No one told him." Ling Tian said lightly.

"Oh I got it."

Xiao Mengyao nodded and said: "My son, it is true that Mengyao never knew about Lei Jiejin before, but recently we checked the warehouse accounts. Decades ago, we auctioned off Lei Jiejin’s associated ore. Moreover, we in Genting, there is indeed Lei Jiejin!"

"You have Lei Jiejin? Take it seriously!" Ling Tian stood up, a little anxious.

"Of course, but this piece of Lei Jiejin was bought in the morning." Xiao Mengyao smiled playfully.

"What?" Ling Tian frowned, "I was only bought this morning? Who is it?"

"The buyer has a huge backing, but I can tell you." Xiao Mengyao's eyes were wavy, and her red lips lightly opened.