Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

Mentioning this little brother Jianzuo, all the disciples flashed awe in their eyes.

The Seven Swords of Longyuan are not only the seven supreme swordsmen of kendo, but also the seven divine swords that have been passed down through the generations of Jianzhong.

Only the most monstrous disciples of the contemporary age can be fortunate enough to have their inheritance and be honored with the Seven Swords.

The younger brother Long Yuan is the most enchanting swordsman Tianjiao in Jianzhong today. At the age of 170, he stepped into the realm of honor, cut down immortals and demons all the way, and became one of the seven swords. Among the ten god-tier swords, the Zichen Ancient Sword Summoning, which ranks third, stands at the pinnacle of swordsmen, and is one of the top ten contemporary sequences.

Although! !

On the day Ling Xiao was born, he stunned thousands of people with his invincible sword posture, but in the eyes of Jianzhong disciples, the younger brother Xiangtian was the first person in contemporary kendo.

The name of the sword idiot resounded through the blue sky.

Even the Sword Master Longyuan once said that Xiangtian's sword posture has never existed since ancient times.

Of course, even the younger brother never broke the Great Wall with his sword.

How could this young man in blood now accomplish such a divine feat?

"Young man! This Great Wall of Sword Qi is transformed by the Sword Immortal Corpse Qi. With your realm, once it is attacked by it, it may damage the foundation and be irreversible."

The middle-aged man in white's eyes narrowed slightly and reminded softly.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian! Or... or I'll go back and find Brother Ling Xiao, you can go up the mountain by yourself."

Ye Xun'er reached out and grabbed Ling Tian's arm, with a hint of worry in her voice.

Although she has great confidence in Ling Tian's sword posture.

But aptitude is one thing, strength is another.

The sword intent pervading the Great Wall of Sword Qi made Ye Xun'er feel hopeless.

No matter how strong Ling Tian is, he is still in the God Emperor realm, so how can he be easily smashed?

"I said, this fairy way, I won't let you go alone."

Ling Tian raised his head and looked at the towering Sword Mountain in the distance and the silhouettes above it. His expression was calm, as if he had never put this Heaven-shaking Sword Qi in his eyes.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian..."

Ye Xun'er's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

With her talent, Ling Tian will fall down sooner or later.

Even if it wasn't for Young Master Ling Xiao, she might not have the qualifications to step into the upper realm.

Therefore, since coming to Qingcang Realm, Ye Xun'er has often worried that one day, she will not be able to see Ling Tian's spine and be left far away by him.

What's more, this land in the upper realm is full of spiritual charm, and there are many arrogant and evil spirits.

Ling Tian's immortal face, and the supreme sword posture, will definitely attract a lot of attention.

She, Ye Xun'er, is a disciple of a small sect in the lower realm. How can she be compared with this arrogant girl?

Therefore, during this period of time, Ye Xun'er often fell into anxiety and panic.

Sometimes, it's not because of lack of effort, but because of the upper limit of talent, which limits feelings.

Can! !

At this time, Ling Tian's words inexplicably made Ye Xun'er feel more courageous.

Yes, even if her talent is limited, her experience with Ling Tian is beyond the reach of others.

Life and death depend on each other, this life does not change!

The big deal is to accompany him to fall, and then reincarnate!

"Ling Tian! Just go, I'll wait for you."

Ye Xun'er let out a long sigh of relief, but Ling Tian didn't say any more, he raised his foot and walked towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi that was as high as 10,000 kilometers.

In his hand, the ancient sword of Zhuxian gradually shrouded Qinghui, and an indescribable immortal force began to rise and fall from his body.

Above the void, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white were slightly condensed, and his heart became more and more emotional.

With this young sword posture, his heart has no fetters, enough to shine in Qingcang.

A pity, sigh.

"Senior Brother Wu, he... looks like his surname is Ling?"

Behind him, the Sword Tomb disciple suddenly exclaimed softly.

"Ling? Is it difficult?"

The middle-aged man in white frowned slightly, but there was a little more meaning in his eyes when he looked at Ling Tian.

It is rumored that the young master of the Ling clan, with a detached sword posture, has the name of invincibility.

It's just said that this person's cultivation base has entered the Venerable Realm. Could it be that there are two kendo monsters in the Ling family at the same time?

"Buzz!"

Just as the middle-aged man in white pondered, a loud sword chant suddenly came from under him. Thousands of miles of wind and clouds were changing in an instant, and I saw Ling Tian's footsteps abruptly take a step forward, his blood clothes fluttered, and his body became a giant.

"This…"

Above Jianshan, many disciples were moved.

The swordsman, without any entanglement in his heart, has just moved forward.

But how did this young man take such steps to destroy the heavens because he clearly had a flawed heart and was involved in common feelings?

"Om."

Three thousand sword intents turned into mysterious light.

I saw Ling Tian holding the sword in both hands, with the posture of opening the sky, slammed down.

"Jiu Tian Jiu Jian, empty!"

Like an ancient fairy god, suddenly banished to the mortal world.

There is a faint immortal divine sound, leisurely resounding through the sky.

Behind Ling Tian, ​​an ethereal immortal figure stepped through the void, holding the immortal ancient, and slashed out with that sword.

The sky is dead, and the space of thousands of miles is broken like ice crystals.

Endless sword intent, pressing across the universe, obliterating the way of heaven.

Everlasting, a sword out.

Three feet in front of him, called invincible.

The ten thousand zhang sword brilliance soared into the sky, containing destruction and slaughter.

And Ling Tian's figure, after all, rushed into the Great Wall of Sword Qi without hesitation, without a trace.

Heaven and earth are silent, Wan Lai is silent.

At this time, whether it was the middle-aged man in white, or the disciple on Sword Mountain, there was an extremely complicated expression on his face.

Why?

The sword master once said that only when there is no distraction can he transform his body into a sword, and the gods and demons cannot stop him.

But how did this young man combine ties and swordsmanship?

"Om!!"

Before everyone could figure it out, a humming sound suddenly resounded in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Above the Sword Mountain, ten thousand swords chanted in unison, and the extreme sharpness turned into a long cloud of sword energy, covering the sky and the sun, wrapping the entire Sword Mountain.

In the depths of that mountain range, suddenly an ancient and terrifying aura woke up from the retreat and looked up.

But at the foot of the mountain, the sword city trembled and was about to burst.

"Break me!!"

Ling Tian shouted loudly, and blood lines appeared on his extremely pale face.

That appearance is completely opposite to the immortal rhythm of Fang Cai.

even! !

Even the ancient sword in his hand is surrounded by magic patterns, which evolve into a sea of ​​blood, which is endless.

"boom!"

finally! !

The Sword Qi Great Wall was shattered, and a gap of a hundred meters was opened.

On the other hand, Ling Tian's figure descended from the sky and landed on the ground, his footsteps staggering.

At this time, the corners of his mouth were dazzling with blood, and even the pair of star eyes showed a tinge of blood for no reason.

It's just that the eyes that bloom in it are like magic radiance, and they are like fairy tales, which is indescribably weird and terrifying.

"It really broke..."

At this time, all the disciples of Jianzhong looked at the cracked gap on the Great Wall of Sword Qi with shocking expressions, but they could not react for a while.

What is the sword posture, the cultivation base is supreme, and the swordsmanship is at its peak.

But today, this young god emperor completely broke everyone's perception of swords.

"how come…"

"Xun'er!"

Ling Tian said indifferently, stretched out his hand to hold the jade hand of the girl who was rushing over, and walked slowly towards the top of Jianshan Mountain.

Behind him, the white-clothed middle-aged man's lips trembled slightly, but in the end he didn't say a word, and watched the Great Wall of Sword Qi re-close.

"Senior Brother Wu... Now I have two swords in Jianzhong that can break through the Great Wall of Sword Qi!!"