Sword Master Ling Tian

"His, it really is the seventh-rank martial arts soul! With the identification of the martial arts stele, this ice-flaming cauldron martial arts soul ranks 12th in the Southern Tang Wuhun list!

"Yes, this seventh-rank martial soul is now the first among the seventh-rank martial souls of our Xiaoyao Academy!"

"Moreover, when he condensed his golden body, he still forged a platinum-level martial soul, such a powerful soul power, the talent is very good!"

"Yes, and the only word is written behind the Martial Soul, which proves that she is the only Frozen Ding Martial Soul that exists today in Nantang. This is amazing!"

All sentient beings were all in an uproar.

Lin Yanyan's martial soul was all amazed.

Although the seventh-rank martial arts spirit is not at the top level of Xiaoyao Academy, it is the twelfth rank of the seventh-rank martial arts, almost at the eighth rank, and is still at the platinum level. This martial arts talent is already above the middle level in Xiaoyao Academy Exists.

Of course, among these, Pei Xiuzhi was the happiest one, and then Su Mo, a glorious look flew in her eyes.

"Hey, not bad!"

Lin Yanyan hid the Martial Soul, and stepped back.

For Lin Yanyan's martial soul, Xi Ruoxue, Zhao Han and others are naturally very envious.

They also knew that when Lin Yanyan would cast the golden body, Wuhun suddenly mutated to this level of horror, which absolutely had a lot to do with Ling Tian, ​​but they naturally wouldn't say much.

"It's you, Brother Fan!"

Ye Fan nodded, and then walked forward. Of course, everyone had seen his martial soul, and now, just to see how his martial soul ranks in number.

Ye Fan's shoulders shook, and the cyan Martial Soul appeared again, also nearly eight feet tall.

He put his hand on the stone tablet.

In an instant, the green light bloomed, and the martial spirit totem soared into the sky. The speed was also extremely fast. After a while, it surpassed Lin Yanyan's ice-flamed cauldron, and then stopped.

When everyone saw Ye Fan's martial arts rankings, they all suddenly said something, and they finally understood why Ye Fan was able to defeat Xu Hao.

Seventh-rank martial soul, Qingyan Yunxiao, seventy-nine, the only one.

There is still a platinum halo around the totem.

It shows that Ye Fan’s martial soul is at the seventh rank, and it is the ninth-ranked existence among more than 1,000 seventh-rank martial spirits, and, like the Ice Flame Cauldron, it is the only existing Qingyan in the Southern Tang Dynasty. Yun Xiao Wuhun.

It was also platinum and ranked in the top ten. Even if this martial arts spirit was comparable to the ordinary eighth rank, it was not much worse.

Compared with Xu Hao's black dragon and snake, it was naturally much stronger.

Seeing this, Pei Xiuzhi took a deep breath, with a gentle smile on her face.

And Pei Xiuzhi nodded, "It's okay! Hey, how come Ling Tian is not in a hurry!"

Next, Xi Ruoxue, Ruan Mo'er, Bian Yujing, Zhao Han and others stepped forward.

However, although the martial arts qualifications of several of them are all sixth-rank martial arts, they can only be regarded as medium level in Xiaoyao Academy. However, what is surprising is that these martial arts are all platinum. , The power of martial arts, in the ranking of martial arts of the same kind, is the first.

This is relatively rare. Under normal circumstances, platinum-level martial arts will only appear in seventh-rank martial arts.

Finally, it was Ling Tian's turn to step forward.

Ling Tian handed Ling Qiu'er's hand to Lin Yanyan, and he stepped forward and walked to the Martial Spirit Stone Tablet.

Ling Tian also took a closer look at such a close distance.

He discovered that on the stone stele, there were densely packed martial arts totems with tens of thousands of ways, and there were thousands of martial souls at the seventh-rank level, and among them, there were many vacancies for martial arts spirits, which were empty. , There is no display of Wuhun Totem.

For example, in the martial arts level on the seventh rank, Ye Fan ranks ninth, but the top eight positions and the position between Lin Yanyan and Lin Yanyan are vacant.

Looking up, there are more vacancies! Moreover, the higher the rank, the more positions are vacated.

As for the martial arts area on the eighth rank, there are only a few totems shining, and there is not even one of the nine martial arts.

Uh, it's not without it, there seems to be such a martial soul, but the light is extremely dim, and even Ling Tian can't tell what that martial soul is.

"Oh, my name is Bu Xuanyin, and I am your future senior sister. Are you curious about this? Let me explain to you that this stone tablet only records the existence of the martial arts of our Xiaoyao Academy, so those vacancies are our Xiaoyao Academy. Among the students, there is no such Wuhun. Of course, other academies may not have that. The complete Wuhun list is in the Wuhuang Palace.

"Moreover, if the survivor who possesses this spirit dies unfortunately, the totem on this piece of spirit monument will disappear."

As for the only Ninth-Rank Martial Spirit Totem above, it belongs to our dean, uh, if you are unlucky, you will see him.

Bu Xuanyin's voice was crisp and fast, and after speaking, he stared at Ling Tian's handsome face with a pair of beautiful eyes that did not shy away from it.

"Oh I see."

Ling Tian nodded, but his gaze swept away, his brows suddenly frowned, he pointed to a strange gully in the middle of the eighth-grade area of ​​the stele, and asked, "What's the matter?"

This gully is very strange. It seems to be a stone monument struck by a sharp sword, but the strength is just right. The sword energy has not leaked, and it has not caused any substantial damage to the stone monument. Moreover, this erected gully almost runs through. Most of the area of ​​the 8th and 9th ranks is very long.

Although the stele seemed to have been filled and restored by a layer of transparent spar, it was still extremely obvious.

Moreover, Ling Tian felt an astonishing sword intent from it, which made the sword shadow in his body vibrate.

He understands that the accomplishments of the person who cut this sword are definitely not trivial!

"Oh, this is our dean's handwriting. It is said that he went crazy for the first time hundreds of years ago. He practiced his sword under the stone stele and almost cut it to pieces."

Bu Xuanyin shrugged and said.

"That's it, thank you!"

Ling Tian nodded, and no longer catered to Bu Xuanyin's aggressive gaze, his whole body was shocked, and in a short time, a powerful aura spread from his body!

In a short time, everyone whispered, with a strong momentum, they couldn't help but retreat one after another, letting out the position of the stele.

At this moment, no one around Ling Tian could stand except for Su Mo.

"Om!"

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded, and the bright light condensed behind Ling Tian, ​​turning into a flawless sword that was hanging upside down!

Although this sword has not yet formed, the body of the sword is immersed in the light, and its specific size is not visible, giving people an extremely vague and confusing feeling.

In the next moment, Ling Tian stepped forward and pressed his hand on the stone tablet.

In an instant, the stone tablet shook wildly, and a burst of energy crazily condensed into a totem of sword blades, heading straight to the top of the monument!

And at this moment, in a secret room in the deepest part of Xiaoyao Academy, an unkempt old man sitting on the futon suddenly opened his eyes.

"Why are you back!"

The voice was hoarse, like dead wood rubbing, but it reverberated in the secret room, especially harsh.

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