Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 29 Ling Tian's Hole Card

"It was just a test, this sword will kill you!" Mu Renwang looked indifferent, the silver long sword trembled slightly, and then it was released from his hand, turning into a silver dragon, flying towards Ling Tian like flying in the clouds .

Mu Renwang looked at Ling Tian in a leisurely manner, and said with a sneer: "The sword name is Youlong, and it is a middle-grade magic weapon of Yuan Dan. It is your honor to die under the sword!"

Ling Tian took two steps back, took the Ji Du mirror out of the ring with his right hand, put his fingers into Ji Du's eyes, then turned into a Tianshu, and rushed towards Mu Renwang.

At the same time, nine stars shone from the black epee in his hand, condensed into a ball, turned into a Ziwei sword, and pointed at Mu Renwang's chest, as if he wanted to risk his life with Mu Renwang.

"Roar!"

A beast's roar gushed out from the Jidu mirror, even with Mu Renwang's cultivation level, he lost his mind for a moment.

A faint illusory light emerged from Ling Tian's body, transforming into a ferocious animal head, shaped like a barrier, blocking him behind.

The flying sword transformed into a silver dragon, rushed towards Jidu Phantom, slapped it hard with its claws, and erupted with a violent roar.

The phantom of Jidu twisted violently, and then began to disintegrate, turning into black light, which flowed back to the bronze mirror in Ling Tian's hand like mercury, while the silver dragon's light dimmed instantly, flew back backwards, and fell into the Mu people again. in the hands of the king.

Ling Tian's Ziwei Sword moved forward without hesitation, and within the twinkling of the stars, it had already arrived in front of King Mu Ren.

In a hurry, King Mu Ren waved the Youlong Sword in his hand, and the lightning surged up, turning into a ferocious dragon head, facing the cluster of starlight.

"Boom!"

In the cave, it sounded like thunder, and the entire mountainside seemed to shake.

Dazzling starlight collided with the upstream dragon sword, and dissipated at the same time as the silver dragon head. Mu Renwang let out a muffled snort, his feet were like plows, and he drew deep marks on the ground.

Then his face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to touch his chest, only to see that the front of his chest was torn, and there was an inch-long scratch on his heart, with traces of blood gushing out from the wound.

Ling Tian stood on the spot, sinking into the stone wall below his knees, within a radius of several zhang, all the rocks on the ground were turned into dust.

He slowly pulled out his feet, and said with a sneer: "The mirror is named Jidu, broken copper and rotten iron, it is easy to block your dragon sword!"

Mu Renwang's face was gloomy and cold, he stretched out his hand to caress the wound on his chest, then put his blood-soaked finger into his mouth, licked it lightly, bloodthirsty in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, I'm a bit daft, actually Protected by a middle-grade Yuan Dan magic weapon, I will accept this magic weapon together after you die!"

After he finished speaking, a golden light flashed in his hand, and then a golden shield with a radius of three feet floated in front of him.

There is a dragon-shaped relief on this golden shield, and the curled dragon pattern is lifelike, as if it will fly out of the shield at any time.

"The shield name is Prisoner Ox, Yuan Dan's low-grade magic weapon. With this shield, you don't want to sneak up and hurt me like before!" Mu Renwang's face showed a haughty look. Ling Tian's Ziwei sword just now was only Yuan Dan The power of a full-strength blow by an early stage cultivator can be easily resisted by the Black Dragon Shield.

"Ling Tian, ​​what's going on?"

Xue Yu and Xia Qian hurried over when they heard the constant roar, and then saw King Mu Ren facing them, confronting Ling Tian.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous here!" Ling Tian's face changed slightly, Mu Renwang stopped him and Xue Yu, and Xia Qian's heavy sword, if he wanted to attack the two of them, he couldn't stop them.

Xia Qian drew out her long sword, glanced at King Mu Ren, and said crisply, "Who is he? Where is Luo Tianjun?"

Xue Yu took out the folding fan, held it in his hand, and scolded: "Friend, we are disciples of the Xingji Sect, so you should think about the consequences of offending us?"

"Xingjizong's disciples speak loudly, but to me, it's completely useless!" Mu Renwang didn't turn around, but just let out a wild laugh, and the Dragon Sword in his hand trembled slightly, making a faint sound of dragon chant.

There was a wry smile on Ling Tian's face, and he warned Xue Yu and Xia Qian loudly: "Go quickly, he is the seventh sword king of Tianjian Mountain, I can handle it!"

"King of the Mu people!"

Xue Yu and Xia Qian gasped together. Tianjian Mountain is a sect as famous as the Xingji Sect. The so-called Seventh Sword refers to the seventh-ranked strongman among the holy sons of Tianjian Mountain Zongmen. His strength is astonishing. Not under a genius like Xingjizong Gu Chongshan.

Looking at the tragic situation in this cave, it seems that Ling Tian had already fought Mu Renwang before, and they were able to evenly share the prize. If word spreads, it will definitely become famous.

Mu Renwang kept his back to them. If they saw the chest injury, Xue Yu and Xia Qian would be even more surprised and speechless.

"There are two more people here, just to catch you all in one go, so that I don't have to look everywhere!" Mu Ren Wang Jiejie gave a strange smile. , then simply kill them together.

Xue Yu glanced at Xia Qian, and said loudly: "It's a dead word anyway, why don't the three of us work together, maybe we can kill him!"

"That's right, Mu Renwang's strength is far superior to ours, and he can't run away even if he wants to, so why not give it a go!" Xia Qian nodded, with a strong personality, which was quite different from her usual gentle appearance.

Ling Tian said in a deep voice: "In that case, you all help me restrain him from behind!"

The strength of Xue Yu and Xia Qian was far from that of King Mu Ren. If they faced the enemy head-on, they might be like Luo Tianjun, unable to take a single move, and could only distract him a little from behind.

"When I get rid of this kid, I will help you all!" Mu Renwang smiled sadly, and shot out the long sword in his hand, turning into a silver dragon, hovering in front of him, and might jump at Ling Tian at any time .

Then the prisoner bull shield floating in front of him burst into golden light, and the dragon pattern meandered as if it had come to life, as if it would rush out of the shield at any time and escape into the sky.

Xue Yu's face was pale, and he said in a low voice: "This time I'm dead. The seventh sword, Muren King, is said to have a mid-Yuan Dan cultivation base. It seems that it is also a middle-grade Yuandan magic weapon, even with us, Ling Tian has no chance of winning!"

Xia Qian bit her cherry lips lightly, and said in a deep voice: For now, I can only hope that Ling Tian can create another miracle! "

"There are so many miracles there!" Xue Yu smiled wryly in his heart. Ling Tian had indeed created miracles one after another along the way, but the Mu Renwang in front of him was far stronger than Ling Tian. He tried his best to sacrifice two middle-grade Yuandan magic weapons, and refused to give Ling Tian even a chance. In this battle, he really didn't see any hope for Ling Tian to turn defeat into victory.

To everyone's surprise, Ling Tian actually put the black epee back into the scabbard, and the Ji Du mirror in his hand was also returned to the ring. He raised his right hand and gently stroked it on the ring in his left hand. With a touch of cold smile.

Mu Renwang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly: "Could it be that you gave up resisting? For the sake of your knowledge, I will give you a good time!"

Xue Yu and Xia Qian looked at each other, completely unaware of what Ling Tian was going to do, and based on their understanding of Ling Tian, ​​they definitely weren't the kind of characters who would just wait to die.

Ling Tian looked at Mu Renwang with a hint of sarcasm, and then said in a deep voice, "Could it be that, do you think I have no cards?"

A look of surprise flashed in Mu Renwang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't pretend to be a ghost, I want to see how powerful the hole cards in your hand are for a mere innate mid-stage cultivator?"

Seeing that Ling Tian seemed to be full of confidence in that hole card, Xue Yu and Xia Qian's eyes were also ignited with hope, and they were even more curious. They didn't know that Ling Tian defeated Song Ping all the way, captured the leader, and then defeated Fujiko and won the bet. What kind of hole cards can be hidden and what kind of surprises can it bring?
Ling Tian snorted coldly, and lightly waved his right hand, the strong wind swelled between his sleeves, and seven inch-long silver lights, like fish jumping out of his sleeve robe, turned into seven flying swords, wandering around Ling Tian's body In front of him, it seemed to be floating on the surface of the water, with a faint feeling of ups and downs.

Seeing the seven flying swords, Xue Yu showed disappointment on his face, and said with a wry smile: "The Qijue Frost Sword, this is just an innate top-grade magic weapon, and it will have no effect at all against Mu Renwang!"

"These long swords can only be used at most two. I think it is not as good as that black epee? What is Ling Tian thinking? Is this his so-called hole card?" Xia Qian also shook her head slightly, her pretty face turned pale. color.

Mu Renwang even let out a long laugh, and said loudly: "You can also use the innate top-grade magic weapon as your trump card. It's so interesting. Could it be that you have lost your mind and think that seven such rubbish flying swords can win the battle?" Can you pass my Dragon Sword?"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ling Tianxuxu, and the silver dragon shot out, soaring all the way, pounced on Ling Tian, ​​smashed the bloody rock walls into pieces wherever it passed, and those with a little blood gleam The broken stones were transpired and annihilated by Youlongjian, turning into a blood-colored mist, making the silver dragon formed by the condensed elemental force bloodthirsty and ferocious.

With a light hook of Ling Tian's fingers, the seven flying swords shone with cold light at the same time, and then each flying sword began to tremble slightly. He glanced at the Youlong Sword that was slashing towards him, and said lightly: "Could it be , haven't you heard of the sword array?"

"Sword formation!"

The Youlong Sword that was rushing towards Ling Tian stopped in vain, Mu Renwang felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, he couldn't help but staggered, looking at Ling Tian, ​​full of surprise and fear: "Impossible, practice sword The battle is extremely difficult, talent, opportunity, all are indispensable, you must be bluffing me, it must be!"

Xue Yu's heart was slightly shaken, and he said in shock: "Impossible, how could Ling Tian know the sword formation? Our Xingji sect doesn't have any secrets to practice the sword formation!"

"I don't think Ling Tian looks like a fake. Could it be that he really knows how to use sword formations?" Suspicious look appeared in Xia Qian's pretty eyes. Now that things have happened, they can only believe that Ling Tian can use sword formations. Otherwise, they have no choice but to wait to die.

(End of this chapter)