Sword Master Ling Tian

"Dean, this is the martial arts tower, please make the decision!"

Ling Tian took out the martial arts tower from his sleeve.

This small tower is only the size of a palm, and the whole body is dark green. There are nine layers on it. Each layer has this strange animal totem, which looks mysterious and extraordinary.

Ling Tian studied it carefully and found that this martial arts tower was a kind of functional spirit treasure, which was similar to the Four Elephant Pagoda, but its rank was far inferior to the Four Elephant Pagoda, but it was also much stronger than the Ice Soul Clock.

After all, this thing is an imitation of the device of the country.

"Hehe, martial arts tower..."

The head of the insane asylum took the martial arts tower and looked at it carefully. His face was full of excitement and nostalgia.

"How many years has it been? It was more than three hundred years ago. I also won the martial arts tower for Xiaoyao Academy in the Grand Competition of the Mansion Academy. I did not expect that, more than 300 years later, I will still be in Xiaoyao Academy. See To this thing. It's not easy, it's not easy..."

The head of the madhouse sighed, but he looked at Ling Tian and asked, "But did you use my Qi Jue Fist?"

"Well, it's used!"

"Good, good! Did you scare the old guys like Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong to pee?" The head of the madhouse looked hopeful and said, "I think back then, when I hit the Qi Jue Fist and the Six Meridian Sword, I beat the two of them and cried. Dad shouting mother!"

"Uh, yes, scared to pee, all scared to pee!"

Ling Tian touched the sweat channel on his head.

Those Yang Kaitai are all the powers of the Primordial Spirit Realm, so it's strange that he can scare the urine.

Okay, the dean of feelings is still a bit crazy.

"that....."

"Hahaha, Chen Chong! I haven't seen you in a hundred years, you are still the same, why, I thought I would be afraid of your Qijuequan and the Six Meridian Sword in the future?"

Just when the head of the madhouse was still talking, a loud shout suddenly sounded from outside Feixia Mountain.

Everyone was surprised, because judging from this sound, it was definitely a neurological warrior.

Ling Tian frowned even more, because he heard that the voice was the Palace Master of Fenglei Academy, Yang Kaitai!

Sure enough, in the next moment, from the dark night sky of the long night, dozens of rays of light suddenly lit up, and two of them were especially shining, like a big day, and even half of the sky was about to be illuminated!

Those dozens of streamers hovered outside the formation of Xiaoyao Academy, showing their figure.

Amazingly, it was Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong, with dozens of people.

That posture seemed to be showing off its strength, showing its strength.

"Hahahaha, Yang Kaitai, Wang Zhong! You two crippled calves, dare to come to me at ease?"

But the head of the mad asylum laughed and looked at the two people, "Why, forget how did you two lose to me more than three hundred years ago?"

"Hmph, three hundred years ago is three hundred years ago, you mentioned what you did in the past, and now it is like this, you are dying away from the west, and our wind and thunder and the northern wilderness are like the sky, I don’t know how many times stronger than your broken place! And, Can you still fight today?"

Wang Zhong hugged his shoulders and sneered again and again!

"Hmph, you two still owe you so much to clean up!"

The head of the madhouse snorted coldly, his sleeves floated, and the formation above the academy opened. The next moment, he rushed up into the sky, facing the two of them far away.

"I heard that the two of you have been acting constantly recently and want to get me out of my name. Is there such a thing?"

The head of the madhouse asked with a cold face.

"Yes!" Wang Zhong nodded.

"Also, you Yang Kaitai, in the palace competition, you want to do something to the chief clerk of Xiaoyao, can you do this?" The head of the madhouse looked at Yang Kaitai again, his expression increasingly gloomy.

"What's the matter? What? You don't really think that Master Qing Wu of Dali Temple will do to me? Ha ha, I am the Yang family, and what is Ling Tian?"

Yang Kaitai didn't take it seriously.

"Wu Lian? I didn't expect Wu Lian to do anything, but Chen Chong, I am not used to you!"

"Three hundred years ago, I didn't put the two of you in my eyes. Today, Chen Chong, I am still the existence you look up to!"

The voice of the chief of the madhouse became colder, and when the voice fell, his left hand suddenly burst, and the boundless blue vitality surged on it, a powerful sword intent that reached the sky, and instantly swept the entire Feixia Mountain!

Without waiting for everyone to exclaim, a blue light flashed on the left hand of the mad asylum chief, and a crippled dagger suddenly appeared. The bleak and free sword intent, at this moment, skyrocketed to the extreme.

The stars in the night sky lost their color instantly, as if only this sword intent was shining inside and outside Feixia Mountain.

"You are crazy!"

Seeing this, Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong finally changed their faces, and the dozens of Faxiang masters behind them were even more frightened.

The sword intent displayed by the mad asylum director is really too powerful!

"Today, on my Feixia Mountain, I Chen Chong uses Broken Sword to teach you how to be a man."

"Five-mai sword, cut!"

A trace of madness flashed in the eyes of the head of the mad asylum, the sword in his hand was raised, and the next moment, he immediately cut it off. Under the blessing of the sword intent, the terrifying vitality actually split into five blue sword auras, and then in mid-air, five The sword is one, and the power has skyrocketed exponentially!

As if tearing the sky apart, he cut directly to Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong.

At this time, everyone in Xiaoyao Academy finally exclaimed.

Even Ling Tian was horrified in his eyes.

This powerful shot of the Yuanshen realm, he last time, was in Yunzhou, watching that Chen Xuanling, holding the Tai'a sword to kill the Gorefiend.

Today, although the sword of the mad asylum leader is not as good as that of Chen Xuanling, it is much stronger than Yang Kaitai.

Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong had already changed their colors, and when they saw this, they took out their weapons together, and each offered a martial skill to face the head of the madhouse with a sword.

Click!

But the mad asylum chief’s sword and its strength, Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong’s martial arts, as soon as they touched, they broke directly, the sword energy remained the same, and then cut down.

"not good!"

Yang Kaitai and the others were terrified. At this moment, they seemed to have seen the brilliant Chen Chong three hundred years ago!

At that time, he was so irresistible.

laugh!

Seeing that sky-reaching sword aura, Yang Kaitai's group was about to be swallowed, but at this moment, the sky-reaching blue sword aura collapsed directly, turning into a purposeless wave of vitality and swept away.

"puff!"

But because of this, Yang Kaitai and Wang Zhong were the first to bear the brunt and were shaken out. The great masters behind them vomited blood and were swept down from the air.

The aftermath shook the formation of Xiaoyao Academy, with boundless ripples, the roar like thunder and thunder, shocking everyone.

Mad Asylum Director, too strong!

"Ahem, Chen Chong! In three hundred years, you actually broke through to the mid-primary stage achievement!?"

Yang Kaitai stabilized his figure and suppressed the disordered vitality in his body, his eyes were full of shock!