Chapter 159

Ling Yunxiao didn't believe Lin Tian's nonsense either.

Although the relationship between their Ling Xiaozong and the Holy Land of Chess Watching is not good, it is definitely not so bad that they will meet each other in battle.

What's more, Lin Tian is the person who created Wuzong.

Some time ago, the holy land of chess watching also suffered a big loss there.

How could the two of them pee into the same jug? !

Ling Yunxiao stared at Lin Tian, ​​with a cold look in his eyes, "I don't care how you got the Nebula Chessboard, in short, you kill my disciple of Lingxiao Sect, we will not live together!"

Lin Tian glanced at Liu Ruyan and the others at the back, and seeing that they were all there, he turned around and smiled and said, "It's just right, I'm not going to live with you under the same sky."

"Then go to die!"

Hearing this, Ling Yunxiao gave a cold snort of disdain, and the magic weapon hanging above his head suddenly turned, pointing directly at Lin Tian, ​​with a sharp breath and a terrifying killing intent.

Lin Tian's Nebula Chessboard was also shining brightly at this moment, confronting the divine sword above Ling Yunxiao's head.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The two sides are at war, and a war may break out at any time.

"Lin Tian, ​​your babies are great, but in this world, you can't be a winner just by having more babies. You also have to have the ability to use them."

The divine sword fell into his hand, Ling Yunxiao's aura was strong, and the vision behind him slowly appeared.

This is a heavenly palace, in which sits a young man with a face like a jade crown, wearing a red robe and silver armor.

That is Ling Yunxiao himself.

It's just that in the vision, he looked indifferent and without any emotion.

"Tianjin Town Lingxiao!"

Seeing this vision, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

Although Lingxiaozong is not as powerful as the imperial power like Tianmozong, it is even worse than a holy place like Yingyue Tiangong.

But the vision they cultivated is the strongest one recognized by China, and its power is directly comparable to the power of the emperor's lineage.

Rumor has it that the ancestor of Ling Xiaozong was a strong man with the blood of the gods.

Therefore, in the realm of vision, ordinary sects, or even disciples from the Holy Land, will inevitably be suppressed more or less when they meet disciples from the Lingxiao Sect.

This is also where Ling Yunxiao's confidence lies.

Ling Yunxiao stared at Lin Tian coldly, and in the vision behind him, he also stood up slowly, with a tall figure and indifferent eyes, overlooking Lin Tian on the ground indifferently.

It's like looking down on an ant.

"Lin Tian, ​​today I can tell you clearly that you will definitely die, but before you die, if you tell me the inheritance of Emperor Wu, I can consider it and give you a good time."

Ling Yunxiao pointed at Lin Tian with his sword, and said aloofly, before he made a move, it seemed that Lin Tian's fate was already doomed by him.

When Lin Tian saw this scene, besides wanting to laugh, he still wanted to laugh.

A mere goalkeeper of the God Court, the vision left behind, dared to be arrogant in front of him.

If it wasn't for him now, and he wasn't ready to continue to break through, he must show this group of people what a real vision is.

"God, right?"

Lin Tian jumped down from Xiaohei's back, held the nebula chessboard in his hand, calmly looked at the phantom in the sky, and said slowly: "Today... I will let you see, what is Tushen!"

"court death!"

Hearing this, Ling Yunxiao was furious.

The divine sword in his hand was thrown up and landed on the phantom in the sky.

The god Ling Yunxiao, the moment he grasped the divine sword, two golden lights burst out from his eyes, and then he uttered coldly: "Those who rebel against the gods will eventually die!"

When the voice fell, he held the sword and slashed towards Lin Tian.

Whether the speed is fast or not, whether it is slow or not.

But the breath is terrifying to the extreme.

Before the sword fell, the sharp sword energy divided the sea of ​​blood under Lin Tian's feet into two halves.

Although the Nebula Chessboard is also bright, it is buzzing.

It seems that it is invincible.

"Heavenly God holds the divine sword, and his strength will double. Even if the holy son of the holy land of chess comes to control the Xingyun chessboard in person, he may not be the opponent of Ling Yunxiao."

Seeing this scene, someone was frightened by the aura, and said in fear: "Lin Tian has never practiced the skills of the Holy Land of Chess Watching, and there is no way to bring out the power that the Nebula chessboard should have. Absolutely It is certain to fail."

"If you lose, you will definitely lose. I just don't know how many moves he can block."

Someone said intently.

Looking at the divine sword cut down from the sky, everyone talked a lot.

The disciples of the Chixia Sect were also nervous, and even Liu Ruyan, who had guessed that Lin Tian's strength might surpass Ling Yunxiao, couldn't help sweating for him at this moment.

After all, Ling Yunxiao's vision, coupled with this real treasure in his hand, is really strong, enough to magnify his strength several times.

This is something that Yu Wenxiao, the holy son of the holy land of chess watching, can't do.

"We must win..."

Looking at the falling divine sword, Liu Ruyan couldn't help closing her eyes, and nervously prayed for Lin Tian.

boom--

The long sword slammed heavily on the Nebula chessboard, and there was a loud noise in the sky. Terrifying fluctuations erupted from the center of the collision, setting off a huge wave of blood.

At this moment, Lin Tian made a move.

He looked indifferent, grabbed the Nebula chessboard with both hands, and jumped up, like a Kunpeng going out to sea, slapping the surface of the sea, soaring straight into the sky, turning into a Peng, with a long spray.

Immediately afterwards, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he raised the chessboard, treated it like a millstone, and slammed it directly at the god Ling Yunxiao in the sky.

"Those who insult the gods will be killed without mercy!"

Ling Yunxiao at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood let out a low cry, and his phantom in the air, holding a sword in both hands, raised it high, and instantly slashed towards Lin Tian.

"Get out of here—"

Lin Tian burst into a roar, and countless energies in the sea of ​​blood were ingested by him frantically and poured into his hands.

"The power of Kunpeng..."

Xiao Hei watched Lin Tian's blow intently, full of energy, and his expression was extremely excited. Lin Tian's attack was exactly the magical power of the Kunpeng clan - Kunpeng went to sea.

The chessboard held by both hands, in Xiao Hei's eyes, is like the tail of a chaotic kunpeng, which is fiercely drawn towards the vision high in the sky.

boom!
The chessboard and the Excalibur collided again.

The power of the kunpeng brewed by Lin Tian is terrifying. Although it is not as good as the real kunpeng now, it is easy to deal with a small monk in the vision realm.

The divine sword in the hand of the vision above Ling Yunxiao's head was instantly pulled away by Lin Tian.

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for everyone to react, Lin Tian raised the chessboard, slammed it again, and slammed it down towards the vision in the sky.

In an instant, this strange image, which looked exactly like Ling Yunxiao, was smashed into the sea of ​​blood, turned into fragments, and merged into the heaven and earth.

His celestial vision, coupled with the real treasure, was destroyed by Lin Tian so simply and rudely?

Ling Yunxiao raised his head and looked at this scene in disbelief, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"puff--"

In the end, because of the destruction of the vision and the backlash, coupled with the intertwining of various emotions, Ling Yunxiao couldn't hold it back for a while, spouting a mouthful of reverse blood, only feeling that his eyes turned black.

Before he fell down, he felt that his chest was suddenly pushed out by a huge force, and then he hit hard into the sea of ​​blood, his whole body seemed to be broken, and the blood water instantly choked into his lungs.

Under these blows one after another, Ling Yunxiao, the so-called top Tianjiao on the list of Shenzhou Tianjiao, suddenly passed out.

"This is the god?"

Lin Tian stepped on Ling Yunxiao's chest, gave him a disdainful look, picked up the chessboard in his hand, and threw it into the sea of ​​blood.

puff!
In an instant, there was a lot more real blood in the sea of ​​blood.

Everyone watching this scene was terrified.

At this point, their faces are still full of disbelief.

No one expected that Ling Yunxiao, who was extremely powerful, would be smashed to death by Lin Tian so simply and rudely.

"Is he really just in the body refining state..."

Someone couldn't help it, and asked in a trembling voice, feeling extremely shocked by the strength Lin Tian showed.

 The fourth one is coming~
  Thank you for your rewards today, um, good night~
  
 
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