Legend of Ling Tian

Ling Jian smiled indifferently, without paying any attention to his heart, his legs clipped together, the horse sighed, and his hoof ran out. Yumantian stood up, his momentum was like a dragon out of the sea, a tiger came down the mountain, and the long sword struck like lightning. Ling Jian also knew that the great man was extraordinary in strength, and he did not dare to be indifferent. on. The two swords fought, both of them were shocked; Yu Mantian rushed forward, the internal force has dissipated, and he was unwilling to land, while Ling Jian was already on the ground, but the castration was faster. !

Yu Mantian's only qi-bearing Qiqiao produces smoke, but he himself knows that the opponent's light skills are really good. If he wants to leave, he is determined to be unable to retain him. He left, and could not help but "boom" loudly, cursing: "I don't know what kind of mean villain, how extinct human beings, so that we can teach such a cruel killer! These people live in the world! , It ’s simply unnatural! "

In fact, Yu Mantian said those words only to vent his resentment in his heart. A killer never puts the words of others out of his heart. He has given up the fight against Ling Jian!

It's just that Yu Mantian didn't know. He was very careless and accidentally just now. Speaking of Ling Jian's counterscale, let a war that could have been avoided begin again!

Almost instantly, Yu Mantian suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was different. A frosty cold murderousness enveloped himself, and he could not help raising his head in surprise. There was a man in front of him, masked in black, and a pair of eyes was full of crazy kills Yi and strong hatred, staring at himself firmly! The whole person is like a sword with a sheath, full of fighting spirit and decisive killing force!

It is Ling Jian who should have left!

At this moment, the murderous intention and the nearly crazy fighting intention circulated in Ling Jian's eyes, Yu Mantian couldn't help but be shocked! How suddenly. What powerful stimulation did this guy seem to have received?

It was Yu Mantian's last sentence that angered Ling Jian completely! Everyone has their own bottom line. Once someone crosses this bottom line, then the clay figures will also be angry! And Ling Tian is the reverse scale in Ling Jian's heart!

Anyone who insults the son must pay the price, the price of life! If it were not for that person's life, it would be Ling Jian's own life!

Yu Mantian's last sentence actually insulted Ling Tian! This is in Ling Jian's heart. It is absolutely unforgivable! If Yu Mantian scolded Ling Jian himself, then Ling Jian had long gone, but Ling Jian was unbearable when it came to Ling Tian!

This sentence alone has led to the endless situation of the two today!

Insult the son, die! !

I do not care who you are!

Today's death battle is inevitable, or I will kill you. Or you kill me! Endlessly! Such insults, only blood can wash!

"Huh? Boy, what's wrong? Why didn't you leave?" Yu Mantian couldn't help but get excited and climbed up suddenly! As long as you come back! Sanyu Yu has learned a good lesson today! "You, **** it !!" The cold tone came out of Ling Jian's teeth, daring to insult Ling Jian in his heart! Although Ling Jian still has no expression on his face at this moment, his heart is already burning with anger! At this moment, he even forgot the gap between himself and the other party! There is only one thought in my heart. That is: kill him!

"Hahaha ..." Yu Mantian looked up and smiled, and looked up, Gu Panzixiong: "It's exactly what I want! This is not a good place to fight, come with me!" Ling Jian looked at Yu Mantian and followed without hesitation. He only insulted his son in his eyes! A man who is about to fight against himself!

The two horses left one after the other. Ling Jiansen looked coldly at the jade sky full of violence in front of him, and there was a trace of death and anger in his eyes! Even if your martial arts are higher than mine? Is it that Ling Jian is still afraid that you will not succeed? Even though you can't beat you, you still have a certain degree of confidence in fighting with you! My Ling Jian is the son's sword! Ling Tian Sword! Say nothing can weaken the name of the son!

I wanted Ling Jian to breathe, no one could insult Ling Tianzi in front of me!

What about victory? What about defeat? What about birth? What about death? ! Not too scared!

By the river, a peach forest.

Spring is gone, Xia Fuchu. The peachy red fragrance in the past, has condensed the green peach of the size of the fingernail. Under the tree. The fascinating petals of the blooming branches in the past can now be seen vaguely under the rain and wind. Quietly disappeared in this world, as if he had never been into the world, leaving only a fragrant soil.

Is falling red a merciless thing, turning into spring mud to protect flowers.

It's just that the dignity of the warrior is to be maintained today, or is it the killer who is against the scale? !

At this moment, there are countless sword spirits in the Taolin! From time to time, the sound of gold and iron fighting came out. Suddenly, a loud sound sounded, and then it was calm!

"Your martial arts are quite good!" Among Taolin, Yu Mantian was breathing heavily, and seven or eight blood stains were added to his body. Looking at Ling Jian across the road, his eyes were cold with a trace of regret. : "The superb sword technique and the mysterious body technique are the first in my life. What is more rare is that the two can perfectly fit and complement each other. It is indeed a magical skill that has never been seen before. Unfortunately, your internal strength has not Cooperating, after all, it ’s not as good as my people who have been practicing for decades, so you are defeated. "

On the opposite side, Ling Jian struck many places on the black clothing, but there was no obvious injury. The masked black scarf was crushed by the ground somehow, and fell to the ground, revealing a pale face. Bloody, a hint of blood on the corners of the mouth, no surface scars, does not mean that Ling Jian has the upper hand, on the contrary, Ling Jian suffered a very serious internal injury because the internal force is far inferior to the opponent! If it is not long-term rigorous training, he may have already fallen to the ground. Although the long sword is still in his hands, it is down softly. Anyone with a clear eye can see at a glance that he has completely lost the power to attack and fight again!

Even so, Ling Jian's body is still straight like a javelin, and the expression on his face is still flat, and he seems to have never paid attention to his own life and death. The look is still so murderous, determined and warm!

The two men have been fighting for a full hour. Under the repeated attacks of Yumantian, the master of the world, Ling Jian is still lacking in skills and finally lost!

In the case where the difference in strength is too great, the delicate swordsmanship and magical body skills cannot defeat the fate!

"I'm not as good as you, how?" Ling Jian looked up calmly, looking at the tip of the long sword in front of his eyes, just loosen it, and then he can insert it into his throat. End your life!

Ling Jian laughed at himself, and said indifferently, "But I'm not dead yet! As long as you don't cut my head off, I haven't lost! I admit I'm not as good as you, but I haven't lost! I still have Life, I will not lose! "

"If you can't see through your own life and death, you can't be a qualified killer! Since you come out to kill, you must be ready to be killed at any time. What is life and death? But it's just another cycle!"

At this moment, what Ling Tian once said to himself suddenly surged in Ling Jian's heart, and he uttered it unconsciously, but his mind suddenly appeared indifferent and distant expression of Ling Tian, ​​son, Ling Jian was about to leave You must take care of yourself! If there is an afterlife, I will also be the son's sword!

Yu Mantian was dumb.

Unexpectedly, the young opponent in front of him could be so open-minded or rogue about his own life and death! There was a wave of appreciation in my heart. So talented, so minded, so martial arts! What a rare! Even the slightly weaker skills are only relative to yourself. Having said that, this child is at most twenty years old. When he was in his twenties, did he have such superb skills? The only pity is that such a good young man has embarked on an evil path that is difficult to look back.

There was a contradiction in Yu Mantian's heart. From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to destroy this young martial art genius under his own hands! The moment he just lifted the masked black scarf on Ling Jian's face, he almost exclaimed. Such a master, cold-blooded killer, it seems that there is only a 17-year-old boy!

Yu Mantian is deeply aware of how difficult it would be to reach such a martial arts state at the age of seventeen or eighteen. That is simply an incredible, impossible miracle! How many times has this teenager suffered the same suffering as his peers ~ www.readwn.com ~ can reach this point! It is not that there is a good talent, and it can be quickly improved by eating a few hundred years of ginseng and ganoderma! To reach the pinnacle of martial arts, you have to rely on your talent, sweat and hard work to step up step by step!

Yu Mantian himself is a martial arts infatuation with martial arts. Since childhood, he has practiced hard with unusual and amazing efforts. Compared with everyone in his generation, Yu Mantian ’s superior strength is almost their strength in martial arts. Three times or more! All the people in the Yu family who have seen the jade sky practice, are all speechless! That's not practice, it's masochism outright! It's such a crazy practice, so now Yumantian has such a capital to be proud of the world!

However, in the face of this young man in front of him, Yu Mantian felt that he really did not qualify for pride!

In particular, the moment when Yu Mantian picked up the mask on Ling Jian's face, the long-time pride disappeared at that moment! I'm so crazy to practice, but can I be half as old as the boy in black? ? No!

In other words, how much did the boy in black endure much more than his own pain, and then he got the current practice?