Sword Master Ling Tian

"Ling Tian!"

Qin Mingyue put a pair of jade hands on the proud chest and wept with joy.

"how can that be!"

On the carriage leaving the city, the more Qingcang saw Ling Tian's figure, he was excited, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and he passed out again with injuries.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are really ruthless!"

Outside the field, Cheng Sanjin gritted his teeth, he actually knew that the person flying out was Cheng Feiyu.

But as a person of Yunhou, he could not go down without authorization, and Cheng Feiyu had self-defense things on his body, even if he was hit hard, he would never be abandoned.

"It's really Ling Tian!"

"The three teamed up to besieged, not only were they not dead, but they were defeated successively by Yue Qingcang and Cheng Feiyu, this...Are these the top geniuses of our Yunzhou?!"

"For a hundred years in Yunzhou, the first son of Yunyang can be compared with him."

"This Ling Tian is really not easy, it's hard to imagine that he came from the Ziyun Sect."

The crowd on the Guanyuntai exclaimed, and the previous whispered discussions completely boiled over.

On the carriage, Yue Qiong's face was numb, and there was no trace of anger. The pleasure before it was gone, replaced by endless bitterness.

Damn, how could this happen!

After a while, a vicious flash flashed in his eyes, a bit crazy, as if he had made up his mind.

Li Ke of Baoyun Tower smiled slightly, his eyes flashed with appreciation, although he had already seen that Cheng Feiyu was the loser. But he could see with his own eyes that Ling Tian was arrogant, standing on this ring, solitary and independent, still a little excited.

"This one is good."

"The martial arts can be expected."

The great masters on the left and right also nod frequently, unable to hide their admiration. A well-recognized little white face, who knew that he turned against the trend, not only withstood the encirclement and suppression of the three, but even defeated the two in a row.

"However, it seems that it wasn't just Cheng Feiyu who was defeated!"

At this moment, Mo Xiaoqi on the high platform suddenly said.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Xin Mao who was aside, and sure enough, the latter's expression was already extremely bad.

On the ring, Ling Tian still kept this finger forward movement, but Xin Ziang in front of him was already dumbfounded.

Ling Tian's pure yang finger had already disappeared.

But the golden flame on Xin Ziang's body was still burning slowly.

At this time, Xin Ziang looked cold, and the treasures in his clothes had shattered and cracked, and because of this, he was not as miserable as Cheng Feiyu.

Ling Tian didn't directly fly Xin Ziang out of the ring, and even more confined him there.

"Serve it!"

Ling Tian clicked on Xin Ziang's chest, condescendingly.

"Ling Tian, ​​you don't want to be rampant in front of me. I lost to you this time because I haven't fully mastered my power. You wait!"

Xin Ziang was ashamed and grinned.

"That's no chance!"

Ling Tian shook his head, bent his five fingers, and squeezed tightly, swimming the dragon fist, directly blasting out, shocking Xin Ziang's armor.

"what!"

The latter screamed, the armor formation of the bodyguard had been damaged, and he could not fully withstand the power of the Dragon Fist. He flew out like a kite with a broken line.

Xin Ziang, also lost!

At this moment, above the ring, only Ling Tian was left, which made people look up.

"Ziang!"

On the high platform, Xin Mao was frightened and flew down to catch Xin Ziang in the air.

At this time, Xin Ziang had a bleeding in his mouth and nose, and he was already stunned out of a coma.

Xin Mao hurriedly inspected Xin Ziang's body and found that it was only a serious internal injury, and that the meridians and Qi Hai had not been destroyed, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

With the lessons learned from Yueqiong, Xin Mao didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Yunhou, but gave Ling Tian an extremely bitter look, and sent Xin Ziang to the hands of Xin's family for healing.

Ling Tian retracted his finger.

He didn't want to kill him, at least now Cheng Feiyu and Xin Ziang were just arrogant dudes in his eyes, but if he two did not live or die, he wouldn't mind sending them back to the West next time.

In this martial arts conference, death and injury were forbidden, and he had to be controlled by the court and Yunhou.

However, Xin Ziang and Cheng Feiyu were not abandoned, so Ling Tian understood that there were too many treasures in this real family's top child. It can be described as a bumper harvest.

Although he only used Jin Baoyan to cast the first level of the Pure Yang Finger, being able to block it in this way can indeed be accompanied by a top leader in Yunzhou.

"Yun Yang, it's your turn..."

At the moment when the discussion on the square gradually fell, Ling Tian turned around, slowly holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and raised his arms towards the cloud standing under the stage.

"The top spot is here, come and get it if you want!"

Provocation, naked provocation!

As soon as Ling Tian's voice fell, an uproar was immediately set off!

After repeatedly picking up Yue Qingcang, Cheng Feiyu, and Xin Ziang, at this moment, Ling Tian turned his goal to Yunhou Shizi!

Although Ling Tian and Yun Yang were destined to have a battle, they did not expect that Ling Tian took the initiative to challenge.

"Hehe, finally there is a good show to watch!"

In the audience, Dugu Jianhan held his black sword and looked at Yang Shaoyou who was aside, "This kid Ling Tian is ruthless, but he can't hold the top spot!"

"Oh? Really..."

Yang Shaoyou raised his eyebrows, "Not necessarily, don't forget, Ling Tian hasn't tried his best yet..."

Smiling, Yang Shaoyou picked up the tea on the table and had a drink.

"Huh, let's just wait and see!"

Lonely Jian Han's expression stagnated, but he snorted coldly and turned to look at the ring.

Under the arena, the calm expression of the clouds rose, a little bit cold, and put down his hands, looking at Ling Tian on the arena, "You have never been the top of the list!"

With a shock at his feet, Yun Yang's figure suddenly faded, as if it turned into a faint cloud, and the next moment, he was already on the ring.

Such a body, really mysterious!

Compared to the previous Xin Ziang and others, it is no longer above the same level.

"The elder son is the elder son, great!"

"Yeah, these Lingtian martial arts and martial arts, will not stand cheap!"

"Where can he be the opponent of the elder son, it is already very good to be the second place in the martial arts conference!"

"Yes, besides, Ling Tian has fought several rounds in a row, the vitality reserves in Qihai should not be much left."

As soon as Yun Yang took the stage, there was a burst of admiration around him, and Ling Tian was naturally despised.

Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and he had never despised Yun Yang.

(*Z First) Issue ER

A talented and talented person who can master all the stick skills and martial arts skills is already the best in Yunzhou.

This martial arts skill is also enough to surpass his wind travel.

Zheng!

With a light knock in his hand, inside the purple sheath, the light of golden thunder suddenly appeared.

"I have a sword named Jinghong."

"Please, enlighten me!"

With the sound falling, Ling Tian suddenly drew his sword and pointed at Yunyang!