5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 77

"what is that!"

Qin Junjie looked up at the sky in shock.

He Hao also stared obsessively at the sword shadows covering the sky and the sun, his eyes were dull, and he murmured "Sword repair" softly.

"No wonder Grandpa is so jealous of him." After a series of events today, Wang Hui was really convinced, knowing that Jiang Ling was just playing around with him before.

The whole class, including the class teacher, were all gasping for breath in shock.

This scene is too appalling. Could it be that there are really gods in this world?If it wasn't for their lack of strength, they would have taken out their mobile phones to take pictures long ago.

Jiang Ling's face was indifferent, with his hands behind his back, he didn't pay attention to these people at all, there were thousands of swords and shadows circling around him, and there was a "squeaky" piercing sound in the whistling.

This scene shocked not only the teachers and students in the class, but also made Lin Langtian and others' expressions change drastically.

"Sword repair!"

"You are actually a sword cultivator, the sword cultivator of the leader of killing!"

Many of the hermit masters present saw Jiang Ling for the first time today. At first they thought it was just a little kid with a bad reputation, but they didn't expect it to be a sword cultivator who had been lost for thousands of years.

Lei Ming stood next to Lin Langtian, his brows were furrowed, he was training his body and he was also a swordsman, how could this still make him alive!
He is not Jiang Ling's opponent in body training. Judging from the aura of this sword shadow, it is estimated that he will be easily tyrannized when facing the sword cultivation method.

"I don't even want to do anything, you are the ones who insist on seeking death." Jiang Ling shook his head lightly.

"Why are you not affected by poisonous smoke?"

Standing behind Wei Kang was a young woman covering her face. She had a bumpy figure, but her skin was pale.

"Ecstasy cartilage mist, this thing is very effective, even for immortals in the alchemy stage, why are you fine?" Wei Kang was also puzzled.

This poisonous mist is colorless and odorless, and spreads in the air.

These people are immune to the poisonous fog by taking the antidote in advance, but Jiangling has no protection at all.

Jiang Ling didn't change his face, that young woman should be the modern descendant of Wudumen, tracing back to the origin, in fact, Wudumen has some connection with him, the so-called ecstasy cartilage mist is still the prescription he left for Wudumen.

"Let's go together, he must die today." Cheng Yu said coldly.

"Ah."

Both Lin Langtian and Wei Kang nodded with a sneer, and then there was a "buzz", and the energy roared one after another, but everyone in the field turned their power away, united with murderous intent, and surrounded Jiangling.

"It turns out that Teacher Cheng Yu is also a martial artist, no wonder there will be conflicts with Jiang Ling in class."

The students all watched in horror, their hearts extremely horrified.

It's really like what Jiang Ling said, their world view has been subverted, this scene is simply unbelievable.

The invisible coercion continued to rise, and a total of 12 alchemy immortals with strong aura surrounded him.

With a sound of "噗", everyone stepped on the air and glided into the air for a short time. The killing intent burst out instantly, and they rushed towards Jiangling from different directions.

In order to kill Jiang Ling, they did not hesitate to put down their dignity and join forces with their emperor-like status.

"No, with so many immortals, Jiangling is in danger." Mo Youlan learned cultivation from Yuan Tiangang, and she could see Jiangling's precarious situation at a glance.

"Haha, it's still too late to kneel down and beg for mercy!" Wei Kang shouted excitedly.

However, Jiang Ling didn't seem to see the alchemy stage that Gong had passed, with his hands behind his back, his face was indifferent.

"Still fighting back?" Bu Feiyan and Mo Youlan were about to die of panic.

The little wolf cubs they held in their hands felt the murderous aura, and they all called out softly "Woooo".

The school girl's eyes are ferocious, Jiang Ling must die this time, those are all legendary "immortals"!

The next second, Jiang Ling took a step forward, and the situation changed suddenly. The sword shadow hovering in mid-air frantically vented towards the 12 figures, making a piercing "呲向" metal trembling sound.

"It's just sword energy formed from energy!"

They sneered disdainfully.

But then, the endless sword energy bombarded wildly, and at the moment of collision, it pierced through the body of a middle-aged man in casual clothes.

The majestic sword energy seemed to have found an outlet, piercing his body crazily, and split him into countless pieces of flesh in just a few seconds.

"Fuck!"

He Hao stared angrily and couldn't help screaming.

Is this him a sword cultivator?Thousands of miles away from Yujian, kill the enemy in the palm of your hand!

Seeing that one of their companions was instantly killed, the faces of the rest of them became gloomy, and they strengthened their strength to resist the sword energy continuously.

"kill!"

A long sword appeared out of nowhere in the hands of an old man from the Lin family, and he waved it with a strong murderous aura.

This is a medium-grade spiritual weapon specially taken out by the Lin family in order to rob the national treasury this time!

"Hoo." The old man was holding a long sword, dancing it, leaving behind an afterimage, quickly crushing the sword energy in front of him, and approaching Jiangling at high speed.

"Haha, middle-grade spirit weapons are powerful!"

The old man has a grim face, and the family has agreed with him that as long as he can lead the team to snatch the treasury of the lost country this time, this middle-grade spiritual weapon will be his.

Others looked at the middle-grade spiritual weapon in the old man's hand, and they could only envy it.

"Boy, remember to report my name when you arrive in hell, my name is..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Jiang Ling stared sharply, and suddenly a miniature sword as long as a little finger flew out, and in an instant it came in front of the old man, pierced through his head with a "poof", and smashed the gold in his head. Dan.

"My name is Jiang Ling, remember to tell King Hades."

Jiang Ling looked at him indifferently.

"You!" The old man held his breath, saw the miniature sword clearly, and widened his eyes in shock, "The sword repairer's natal flying sword, I die unjustly."

After finishing speaking, he collapsed in one breath, fell straight to the ground, and lost his breath.

"This!"

The remaining 10 people looked at Jiangling in shock. Even the old man holding a middle-grade spiritual weapon was instantly killed with one move. Is the sword repair really so exaggerated!
"Don't be afraid, let's go together."

Someone roared, and then 10 people pumped their spiritual power, the golden core was running rapidly, and the power in the body "squeaked" wildly.

The 10 people twisted into a rope, broke through the endless sword energy together, and soon arrived in front of Jiang Ling.

"kill him!"

Then just after finishing speaking, Jiang Ling smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed at them.

In an instant, all the sword energy continued to merge, and in the blink of an eye, a giant sword piercing the sky and the earth was formed. With a "boom" sound, it fell from the sky and brutally sent them flying with the sword.

"puff."

Several people were hacked and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

"A bunch of trash." Cheng Yu frowned.

He didn't participate in the battle, he thought 12 alchemy periods would be enough, but he didn't expect to be beaten like this by Jiang Ling alone in a blink of an eye.

The students were all silent, each of them slumped on the ground, looking at Jiang Ling foolishly.

Such a cruel guy is actually their classmate, as if in a dream.

"Who else wants to die?" Jiang Ling faced the siege calmly, as if he was chasing and killing Cheng Yu and others, the situation was completely reversed.

"I come!"

A man covered in robes sneered, and jumped up with a "bass", the aura on his body instantly increased several times, and the sword energy was extinguished with a single punch, and he rushed to Jiang Ling against the sword shadow.

"Oh?" Jiang Ling was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this guy to be able to break through the sword energy.

"Hey," he gave a strange laugh, "Sword cultivators are indeed strong in attacking, but their bodies are very fragile. Once they get close, they will die."

After speaking, he punched Jiang Ling on the head.

"Snapped",
Jiang Ling lightly caught his fist.

"How is it possible!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

In the next second, Jiang Ling tore off his arm without any reservation, hugged his head and twisted it forcefully, and pulled it off violently.

The headless corpse fell straight on the ground, and the onlookers were so shocked that they swallowed their saliva.

However, Jiang Ling discovered something was wrong, the corpse was not bleeding, and there was a rancid smell on it.

He frowned and lifted the robe of the corpse, his eyes flickered.

Under the robe was a rotting corpse engraved with various runes.

Judging from the degree of decay, this body has been dead for many years.

Jiang Ling took a deep look at Cheng Yu, this person was brought by him, it seems that the power behind Cheng Yu is unusual.

But now is not the time to think about those.

Jiang Ling kicked away the corpse on the ground, his face was cold: "Who else is going to die?"

"Come on! We are all at the alchemy stage, but we are immortals, so I'm afraid he won't succeed!"

The crowd gave a low shout and besieged them with sullen faces.

"Yan."

The sharp sword cry tore through the sky, turning into a misty and twisted arc of swords, jumping towards it.

The second form of "Sword Thirteen": The sword is sad!
The misty sword arc seemed to have appeared in another world, unstoppable, and quietly passed in front of the three figures.

In an instant, the three figures stopped with staring eyes, staring blankly at Jiang Ling, their lips trembling and trying to speak, but just as they opened their mouths, they were decapitated and cut off on the spot.

"Who else?" Jiang Ling didn't change his face.

A figure rushed to him tenaciously, it was the beautiful young woman brought by Wei Kang.

She winked at Jiang Ling, then suddenly opened her mouth and let out a puff of poisonous smoke.

Jiang Ling is calm and composed, but also poisonous. There are not many poisons in this world that can have an effect on him, and all of them have been lost.

"Crack." He didn't feel sorry for her, he locked the young woman's neck, raised his hand and punched her in the head.

So what about beauties, he can kill them all.

"Who else."

Jiang Ling threw away the corpse in his hand and stared in all directions.

"Too arrogant, you really think we are trash?" A burly man roared and killed.

Jiang Ling raised his hand to condense a long sword, and threw it forcefully, the long sword broke through his body with a whistling sound, and nailed him to the stone wall at the foot of the mountain with a "dong".

He was about to ask for help when another long sword flew over, piercing through his head and nailing him to the wall.

"Who else!"

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Ling's indifferent eyes swept across the audience.

(End of this chapter)