Sword Master Ling Tian

The yellow-faced man was as sinking as water, and his ultimate move was stopped. The man was furious, and his body exuded a cold air.

"Who are you? Even Yang Hou's affairs, even dare to intervene in the hope of death?"

Ling Tian shot, understatement to disperse his ultimate move, Huang Lian was surprised and jealous, and there was no guarantee of you who won Ling Tian in his heart. Otherwise, how could you say more.

Helan Mountain's eyes flickered at this time, and he didn't speak any more, but seeing Ling Tian's such heroic temperament and powerful strength, his heart regurgitated, and he dared not say anything.

Instead, the other young masters and young ladies were filled with righteous indignation. From the rear, they greeted a long-faced old man standing with the yellow-faced man.

The aura of the two of them is obscure, and they are linked together in a whirl, intertwined and climbed instantly. Can actually influence each other.

"You'd better get acquainted, otherwise you will get into trouble, and you won't be killed."

The long-faced old man who appeared was also the guard of this group of young masters and young ladies, full of confidence, this time he and the yellow-faced man joined forces, they felt that even if Ling Tian was cultivated to be a tyrannical person, he would definitely not be an opponent.

Upon hearing this, Ling Tian's complexion was dull, with no change at all.

At this moment, their eyes flickered, but the two of them drifted past, then turned around and landed on the elderly Feng family behind them.

"I have something to ask you."

"You are a child of the Feng family, do you know the guard of Xiaofengguan, Feng Yao?"

The old man of the Feng family was hit hard, and he was lucky to not die at this moment, but he also understood that the young martial artist who shot in front of him was his last chance, and he nodded without hesitation at the moment.

"Yes, it's my grandson Feng Yao."

Ling Tian frowned slightly and nodded, "In that case, I know."

Since he is from the same prefecture and the family of his deceased Feng Yao, then today, we must ask for an explanation for them.

However, at this time, the Feng family elder was surprised. His grandson was just guarding the Xiaofeng Pass. It seemed that he had never heard of him. Knowing such a high cultivation level and having such a young friend?

"However, this person does seem familiar." The old man thought this way, but seeing Ling Tian didn't want to say more, the Feng family old man naturally did not dare to ask.

However, in this way, the complexions of the yellow-faced man and the long-faced old man became extremely ugly. Ling Tian looked upon them as if he hadn't seen them, and talked with the Feng family old man, even despising them so much!

This person must pay a price!

The two looked at each other, and they all could see that each other's eyes were sharp.

Ling Tian pondered a little, turned around, and said lightly: "Since it is indeed my Yunzhou martial artist and my old deceased, then I will not allow them to be harmed a bit."

Indifferent, very natural, like this, it is justified and extremely appropriate.

The yellow-faced man laughed in anger, showing a terrible expression, "You have such a big tone, and you just want to keep these wastes? And you are also a savage from Yunzhou? It's ridiculous!"

"Then today, you must die! Don't blame our Yangzhou martial artist for being merciless!"

The long-faced old man's eyes were cold, and he spoke coldly, his body soared, locked onto Ling Tian, ​​and he had the posture of direct action.

The murderous intent of these two people was so great that they obviously wanted to kill them directly.

Ling Tian shook his head. He didn't know why Yangzhou Martial Artist was so hostile to Yunzhou Martial Artist.

But this feeling made him feel extremely disgusted. Although he did not have a sense of belonging to Yunzhou in Yunhou, he was indeed discriminated against.

"You two, still want to kill me?"

"Hehe, it seems that I haven't taken a shot for a long time, and I will break the murder today."

Ling Tian's heart moved, and the cold light in the depths of his eyes flickered, revealing a faint sorrow.

B. ^Q

The long-faced old man grinned, murderously broke his body, and swept away.

"Brother, there is no need to talk nonsense with him, since he wants to die, just fulfill him!"

"The son is anxious, you and I will work together to solve it quickly."

The yellow-faced man nodded, raised his head, and cut it off without warning.

"Die! There is no need to leave a name for the dead soul under the sword."

With a single cut, the brownish-yellow vitality was condensed, which was nearly a hundred zhang, very solid, set off wind and waves, and howled towards Ling Tian and everyone behind him.

Today, the two's cultivation base is comparable to that of the late golden body. Under the circumstances that the law cannot be compared, it is indeed a top-notch existence in Linjiang City, and its power is astonishing.

"The Huang Family Shuangsha! This is the doorman of the Yanghou Mansion. With the joint efforts, it is very powerful."

"Yes, and this Helan Mountain, but the son of the elder... that, hehe, it seems that these idiots from Yunzhou are really going to die!"

"Hmph, are you laughing at me in Yunzhou? You don't know who this person is! Wait and see."

The surrounding warriors pointed and pointed, but among them, there were naturally warriors who recognized Ling Tian at a glance, but they were light-hearted and not many people noticed.

The eyes of the long-faced old man turned into weird black in an instant, and the powerful divine consciousness burst out and hit Ling Tian.

It turned out that this person's divine mind was strong, and he directly used the divine mind martial arts to attack the martial artist's sea of ​​mind, which was extremely difficult to defend against.

At this moment, the two of them joined forces, with obvious intentions, they wanted to kill Ling Tian from the inside to the outside with one blow.

The joint strangulation of two warriors comparable to the late stage of the golden body is powerful and powerful, even if they are both the late stage masters, I am afraid that they will not escape.

But at the moment, these two rivals are Ling Tian...

Spiritual attack is extremely fast, and the moment will come in an instant.

The spirit of the long-faced old man turned into an invisible little sword, rushing directly at Ling Tian’s head. If he breaks in, then Ling Tian will lose control of his body even if he doesn’t take a heavy hit. Then the yellow-faced man’s sword will fall, Ling Tian Heaven is also a dead end.

The two of them joined forces in such a way that they had never met an opponent.

At this moment, the corners of the long-faced old man's mouth were filthy, and he seemed to have seen the scene of Ling Tian being torn apart.

Ling Tian's expression was flat, he hadn't used his divine mind to confront the enemy for a long time.

It's because of the divine mind that hurts people, which is really bullying.

The power of his divine mind is now comparable to the late peak of the golden body realm. It is far away from the Dhamma, but a thin line away. With the blessing of the God Splitting Sword, even when facing the Dharma realm, he has the confidence to shake it with his divine mind.

This long-faced old man dared to attack him with divine consciousness, and he really wanted to die.

Almost at the same moment, within Ling Tian's sea of ​​mind, a strand of divine thought formed, condensed into a sharp sword, and turned into black light.

"puff!"

A soft sound occurred in a moment. In the air, the long-faced old man had reached the Divine Mind Sword in front of Ling Tian, ​​and was directly smashed by Ling Tian's Divine Splitting Sword.

The long-faced old man was immediately panicked. He did not expect that the previously unprofitable spirit attack would be directly defeated by a younger generation this time, without any resistance at all.

Raising his head in amazement, he just saw the God Splitting Sword hidden in the air flying, silently, and instantly arrived in front of his eyes.

The long-faced old man was horrified, his complexion instantly turned pale, his body's breath floated endlessly, and a jet of black blood spurted from his back, and on top of his head, a black tortoise shell with the size of a palm was sacrificed.

The next moment, the tortoise shell shook and shattered.

But the long-faced old man was not dead, his divine thought was severely wounded, and he retreated with tears of blood!