Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 1153 Qingluo
Ling Tian looked at the statue in the golden beam of light in surprise. After a while, the golden light finally faded away, and then he saw a beautiful woman in her twenties, wearing a blue skirt, walking towards this side .

The woman in the green skirt frowned slightly, glanced at Ling Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: "It's just a kid in the early stage of Sanxian, why is the opponent this time so weak!"

Immediately afterwards, a look of attentive listening appeared on her pretty face, as if she was listening to an invisible person telling her advice, she actually nodded slightly, and finally looked at Ling Tian with disgust, nodded and said: "Don't worry. Right! I will definitely not use a cultivation that exceeds his strength, otherwise even if I lose, but this kid only has a Sanxian early stage cultivation, even if I lower the difficulty, he will definitely not be able to pass this level!"

Ling Tian was stunned for a while, until now he realized that the woman in the green skirt should be communicating with the dragon head Qi Ling through the air, but his cultivation base was too low, so he couldn't hear Qi Ling's voice.

However, even if the girl in the green skirt restricts her cultivation, she is not his opponent, which makes Ling Tian feel a little annoyed, and he said in a deep voice: "You are so confident before we have fought, isn't it too much? I can't believe I can't beat you!"

After hearing Ling Tian's words, the woman in the green skirt showed surprise in her beautiful eyes, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "I didn't expect you to be very confident in your own strength, if that's the case, then I'd like to see Let's see how much you weigh, my name is Qingluo, if you lose, just remember this name!"

"Okay, my name is Ling Tian. If you lose to me, you must remember my name!" Ling Tian raised his head and smiled, and the Death Star Sword whizzed out from behind and landed in his hand.

He raised the black epee, pointed at Qingluo, and said in a deep voice: "Girl Qingluo, show off your weapon!"

Qingluo raised her snow-white jade hands, lowered her head slightly, looked at her palms, then looked up at Ling Tian, ​​and smiled proudly: "My hands are weapons!"

Ling Tian looked at her pair of snow-white and tender little hands in surprise, and really couldn't believe how terrifying power such a pair of little hands that bully Shuang Saixue could have.

Qingluo smiled softly, and in a trance, Ling Tian only felt that her smile was charming and charming, especially those clear eyes, which seemed to have the power to seduce people's souls, making Ling Tian almost want to sink into it.

However, after Ling Tian advanced to the Sanxian Realm, his soul became more stable, and he was also tempered by the Xinglong Shenlei, so he was only in a trance for a moment, and immediately woke up from Qingluo's charm technique, and then he was startled. It has appeared within a hundred feet in front of him.

"I didn't expect your soul to be stable. I originally wanted to defeat you simply, but now it seems that it is impossible. Don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation to the early stage of pure yang, and I will definitely not be much stronger than you !" Qingluo smiled coquettishly, then raised her right hand.

I saw a cold light shining on her jade hand, and in an instant, the originally delicate palm seemed to be coated with a layer of silver blades, surging with biting chill and sharp breath.

"Cultivation at the early stage of Chunyang!" Ling Tian frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Qingluo's so-called suppression of cultivation would only be reduced to the level of the early stage of Chunyang. To be honest, with his current strength, he has no confidence at all. Defeating the monks at the early stage of Chunyang, not to mention that even if Qingluo's cultivation is only at the early stage of Chunyang, her vision and supernatural powers must be far beyond. It seems that this battle is extremely dangerous. Maybe in this arena of hundreds of battles In the first battle, the halberd will fall into the sand.

Moreover, he originally thought that Qing Luo should be good at attacking with mental thoughts, and that she should be practicing the way of the soul, but he didn't expect her to use the way of sharp gold, or she actually practiced both, but she just felt that she could use sharpness alone. With the way of gold, you can defeat yourself.

"My move is called Seizing the Cloud Hand, you have to watch it carefully!" When Qing Luo used this secret move, her whole body became completely different from before, and she no longer had the slightest softness, on the contrary, her expression was cold and stern , an undisguised killing intent gushed out of his body.

Before she finished speaking, Qing Luo waved her right hand and pointed towards Ling Tian's heart. There was a silvery luster on her palm, and it could be vaguely seen that this layer of silvery light was all condensed by the way of sharp gold. It was extremely sharp, I'm afraid Even a high-grade magic weapon of Sanxian couldn't stop her from tapping it lightly with her finger.

Ling Tian didn't dare to be careless, he swung the Death Star Sword in his hand suddenly, the starlight on the blade was shining like a rushing river, blasting towards Qingluo's right hand.

A disdainful smile appeared on Qingluo's cherry lips, her palm was like a knife, her fingertips were like blades, and then she submerged into the torrent of stars transformed by Gouxuan Star Sword.

boom!
Wherever her bare hands passed, the river of stars was easily split, and the snow-white fingertips like spring onions were invincible. As long as the starlight touched her fingers, it would be annihilated immediately. In an instant, the river of stars flowed from her body. It rushed past and hit the Baizhan arena with a dull sound, but the arena didn't even tremble at all. It can be seen that the power of Ling Tian's blow is negligible to the Baizhan arena. Excluding.

"Admit defeat! You only have the early stage cultivation of Sanxian, and you can never be my opponent!" Qing Luo cherry lips parted slightly, persuading Ling Tian to admit defeat. In her opinion, being able to cast a secret technique like the Gouxuan Star Sword would be impossible in the future. Among the monks in the early stage of Sanxian, Ling Tian's strength can be called formidable, but in front of her, he is like a child.

A calm and composed smile appeared on Ling Tian's face, and then he returned the Death Star Sword to the scabbard with his backhand, raised his left hand at the same time, tapped his index finger lightly, and nine Dawei Tianlong sword qi shot out in unison. , and then merged together, and rushed towards the green radish.

"Dawei Tianlong Sword Qi!"

Qingluo's expression changed slightly, but her right hand still collided with the fierce dragon-shaped sword energy that combined nine swords into one.

boom!
The sword energy was like a tide, and the nine dragon-shaped sword energy surged out, entangled towards Qingluo Xuebai's hand, but she shook her wrist lightly, and the sword energy disappeared immediately. This can be said to be the most tyrannical blow of Ling Tian. Resisting her for a while, the speed at which the dragon-shaped sword qi dissipated was only a little slower than the previous Gouxuan Star Sword, but Qing Luo had already rushed within ten feet in front of Ling Tian, ​​and even Ling Tian could sense it in his heart. The biting chill came from Qingluo's fingertips.

Ling Tian uttered a low cry, and then a dazzling golden light glowed on his body, dark golden dragon scales poured out continuously, completely covering him, at the same time he raised his right hand, and drew nine circles in front of him one after another, like starlight, After entering these circles, he immediately rotated slowly and blocked in front of him.

Qingluosu's hands were like lightning, and she directly penetrated into Dao Xingxuan. Before Xingxuan peeled off and absorbed the sharp gold path on her palm, she stretched out from the first vortex, and then shook her wrist lightly. Xingxuan burst like a bubble, and instantly disappeared in front of Ling Tian.

The second layer and the third layer of Xingxuan were penetrated by her palms one by one, and the subsequent layers of Xingxuan were able to operate for a while, continuously weakening the way of sharp gold contained in her right hand.

Ninefold Star Xuan was like a bubble in front of her, it could be extinguished with a flick of a finger, it collapsed completely in a moment, completely dissipated, without leaving a trace.

Seeing that Qingluo's small hand with silvery cold light was getting bigger and bigger in his line of sight, almost occupying the entire field of vision in both eyes, Ling Tian was also shocked in his heart. He had thought before that if he advanced to the early stage of Sanxian, Maybe he can barely fight against the early stage monks of Chunyang, but now it seems that it is simply a delusion.

With his current cultivation base, even if he tried his best to save his life from the cultivators at the early stage of Chunyang, he should secretly call himself lucky.

However, Qingluo only suppressed her cultivation to the early stage of Chunyang, and her combat power at this moment, even among the monks at the early stage of Chunyang, can be called the top, so Ling Tian doesn't need to belittle herself.

Ling Tian let go of distracting thoughts in his mind, and also swung his right hand, and then his palm like a dragon's claw was suddenly clenched into a fist. Facing the green radish, it seemed that a light breeze would break it, and his fingertips, like freshly peeled green onions, slammed away.

Rumble!
There was a dark golden light on the front of his fist, and when he punched out, the wind and thunder came together. This punch was driven by him with all his strength at the fourth transformation of the Dragon Transformation Art, and the vitality in his natal Xuandan surged out. , Squeezing every ounce of his strength into his right fist, in terms of power alone, this punch has surpassed the mighty Tianlong sword energy of the Yanxing Sword Formation and the Nine Swords.

boom!
Ling Tian's right fist collided with Qing Luo's right hand in mid-air, and then as if time stopped, the movements of both of them seemed to stop.

Circles of ripples that were close to the number one name, centered on the place where the two of their fists clashed, rippled out in all directions, and spread thousands of feet away.

On the battle arena, the gust of wind howled and swept past, and then Ling Tian saw the dark golden scales on his right fist, which seemed to be shaking unceasingly, spreading all the way to his arm, and finally spreading to the whole body.

puff!
All of a sudden, he felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a heavy hammer, his eyes went black, and then blood mist spewed out from his mouth, but his body involuntarily flew backwards hundreds of feet away, and finally fell heavily onto the ring On the ground, it seemed that the muscles and bones of the whole body had been broken, and it was almost impossible to get up again.

Ling Tian reluctantly turned over, turned his face up to the sky, and after taking a deep breath, he supported the ground with his hands and stood up slowly.

Qingluo was standing hundreds of feet away, but she didn't take advantage of the situation to chase after her. She frowned slightly and looked at him in surprise. After a while, she opened her cherry lips lightly: "I didn't expect that your strength is so good that you can stop me You are the first among early-stage Sanxian cultivators to seize the hand of the cloud without dying, and of course, I have never dealt with early-stage Sanxian cultivators like this before!"

puff!
Ling Tian squeezed out a smile, and was about to say something, but then felt a sharp pain in his heart, couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of angry blood, shook his body twice, and managed to stand still.

(End of this chapter)