The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4126 The Sword of Protection
4126 - Sword of Guardian

The ground was split open by the huge force, and Heiman turned into a human form, with blood on his mouth and nose.

But he just didn't make a sound, and stared at the young man with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Tsk tsk, do you want to eat people? I'm so scared."

The young man was indeed not afraid at all, instead he patted his chest and made an exaggerated movement.

"Are you okay?"

Ling Hantian reached out and grabbed Heiman's shoulder. Heiman was too impulsive just now, even he was too late to rescue him.

However, Heiman would not let the young man feel better about the injury Heiman suffered.

"Hehe, don't worry, my lord, this kind of injury is just commonplace." Although the bones were about to fall apart, Heiman still shook his head.

Seeing that Ling Hantian was about to make a move, he quickly grabbed Ling Hantian, "My lord, this person is too strong, he should be at the level of a second-order monk."

"Even if he is an eighth-level cultivator, he will not have a good time!"

The corner of Ling Hantian's mouth curled up into a smile, and he slowly stepped forward two steps, "You should be Nangong Sha's younger brother, right?"

"You're not so stupid that you can't be cured. My cousin said, I only need your hands today." The young man grinned.

"It seems that the lesson of that day is not enough. If so, let's do something more ruthless."

Ling Hantian nodded, then raised his finger, and scanned the younger brothers brought by the youth.

"You guys, come together if you want to die."

"It's really arrogant. If you pass the test, maybe I will be afraid of you three points, but now you, what qualifications do you have?"

The young man sneered, and immediately rushed towards Ling Hantian, without using consciousness at all, and directly punched him.

However, above his fist, the force of will slightly distorts the surrounding space. This punch is obviously not something that ordinary people can receive.

Ling Hantian stood still, raised his hands, and two fist-sized will crystals appeared, floating under his palms.

Visible to the naked eye, those two fist-sized will crystals melted quickly and were absorbed by Ling Hantian.

"Temporarily hold Buddha's feet!"

The young man thought that Ling Hantian was afraid and wanted to practice, so he couldn't help but sneered, and his speed increased by three points.

"roll!"

Ling Hantian suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a rolling word. This rolling word contains strong willpower.

This is not a consciousness technique, but a coercion that Ling Hantian has cultivated for many years, an oppression with will power.

The originally unstoppable young man was also frightened by Ling Hantian's words. He stopped, his eyes full of surprise.

For a moment just now, he felt that what he was facing was not a person, but an insurmountable mountain.

Uh!
However, the young man forgot that at this time he made a move with all his strength, and his willpower was at its peak, but he was counterattacked.

The blood had already flowed into his throat, and he suppressed it back.

However, such embarrassment made the young man furious, and shouted: "Bluuf!"

He continued to rush towards Ling Hantian, but this time he didn't have the indomitable momentum just now.

Ling Hantian clenched his fist tightly, and punched hard, the force of will completely hit the fist.

His momentum is unstoppable!

Bah!
The moment they met, the young man's expression changed drastically, and he felt fear in his heart, and he was shocked to back away.

Although Ling Hantian's willpower is not as much as his in quantity, it is much stronger than his in quality.

The willpower that rushed into the young man's body, carrying Ling Hantian's anger, seemed to turn into a raging flame, burning the young man's meridians.

The young man's face was flushed, and he couldn't hold it any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood fell to the ground, with faint flames beating.

"Bastard, give it to me, and clean him up together!"

The young man was furious. Originally, with his strength, he could suppress Ling Hantian, but he was afraid.

Because of this, the power of will could not be exerted, and was severely injured by Ling Hantian instead.

Willpower is a kind of strange force. If the willpower is strong, it will be strong, and if the willpower is weak, it will be weak.

Under the command of the young man, the younger brothers he brought looked at me and I looked at you with fear on their faces.

Ling Hantian's aura was so strong that they couldn't muster up the courage to resist.

"You bastards, if you don't go up again, I'll let my cousin take care of you when I go back!" The young man jumped angrily.

As soon as he mentioned Nangongsha, those young people who were afraid at first seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Six or seven of them are first-order monks. Once they have no fear, they are not a weak force even if they work hard.

Seeing this, Ling Hantian's expression was flat, and he put his fingers together, and the energy in his whole body was restrained at this time.

"My will is the will of heaven, and my thoughts are the thoughts of all living beings. Use my thoughts to condense the sword of heaven!"

The cold voice spread, and what happened in Martial Arts Square before reappeared.

Those young people felt a sword of will appeared in their minds, and that sword exuded the fierce power of heaven, and they seemed to be the ones who violated the power of heaven.

On Ling Hantian's fingertips, a sword of will was condensed. This small crystal-like sword became more and more powerful.

"stop!"

A majestic shout came, and a burly figure flashed from a distance, and stopped in front of several young people who were so frightened that they had no strength to resist.

It was Instructor Liao who came. He looked at Ling Hantian and felt the killing intent from Ling Hantian, so he couldn't help frowning.

"The Martial Arts Academy has rules. The same sects cannot kill each other. If you still want to stay in the Martial Arts Academy, stop."

"Once the sword of my will is released, it will never stop. Those who offend me will be forgiven lightly, and those who offend my relatives and friends will be killed without mercy!"

Ling Hantian's expression was indifferent, and he showed no intention of stopping even when facing the mentor of the Martial Arts Institute.

His sword is to protect relatives and friends, Heiman was injured by that young man, now he wants the young man to pay back ten times.

"In front of me, you can't touch him, just listen to my advice, and let it go." Instructor Liao frowned even deeper.

The corner of Ling Hantian's mouth curled up into a smile, this smile was so weird, the white teeth looked a bit ferocious.

"Then try!"

After all, Ling Hantian slashed down with his sword, and the crystal sword in his hand flew out.

At this moment, Ling Hantian only had that young man in his eyes, and everything in this world seemed to have disappeared.

Ling Hantian didn't know why this happened, but a pattern seemed to flash in his mind.

"Haha, I have never seen such an arrogant person. In front of Teacher Liao, let me see."

The young man saw that Ling Hantian was still mad after Liao Tutor appeared, and immediately laughed.

What is the existence of Teacher Liao?
He is a fifth-level will cultivator, even without consciousness, he can easily stop Ling Hantian.

However, the young man was wrong, his laughter burst out in shock!

Even Instructor Liao was stunned. He looked at his chest, which was not hurt at all.

However, the young man in the back, at this time, his vitality is rapidly dissipating, and his consciousness is also dissipating bit by bit.

"how is this possible?"

The young man looked down, there was a wound on his chest, and there was a piercing.

(End of this chapter)