Fantasy Data Villain

Especially the elders of Tianmomen.

Ling Tianyu pushed open the door of the room where the elder was staying, and immediately saw the figure that disgusted him very much.

The elder of Tianmomen.

A group of elders who were still wondering who it was just now all looked stiff and did not dare to move.

Although they didn't have the strength to observe the sword that cut through the third heaven of the profound realm, they all received the news.

This evildoer, but he was killed with a single sword, in the third level of the Xuan Realm of the Xuesha Tower.

Each of them reacted more exaggeratedly than their own disciples, directly dragging the stool they were sitting on against the wall.

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Each of them reacted more exaggeratedly than their own disciples, directly dragging the stool they were sitting on against the wall.

Especially the elder of Tianmomen, coincidentally, this elder was the elder who led the team during the Wanmen Tianjiao Grand Competition.

At that time, this evildoer was still an ant that he could get rid of with a slap, but now...

Could he have been killed with a single slap?

Now he is fidgeting.

You can't expect such a person who has been cultivated by Tongxuan to teach you the rules, who knows if he will slap you in the next moment.

This made the elders of Tianmomen suffer even more.

Ling Tianyu suppressed the disgust in his heart and secretly thought about it.

"After all, it is the upgrade method of Tongxuan Baojian, and the conflict of this method has not been completely resolved."

After thinking about it, he looked at the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect with an inexplicable look.

Looking at this leader leader, the hair on his body stood on end.

"Holy Son of Tianyu, I am wronging you to rest for a while. After half an hour, it will be the beginning of the big competition, and then the sects will be here soon."

The Great Elder of Yutian Tower didn't seem to notice the ugly faces of these elders at all. After speaking with a friendly smile on his face, he turned and left.

Only a group of elders who cursed in their hearts were left behind.

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Although the other sects have no enmity with Tongxuan sect, they feel uncomfortable.

Especially the shining bone age, tell them, the 20-year-old Saint Realm Second Heaven, this...

I really can't bear the blow in my heart.

"Hello, elders!"

He casually took out a chair from the storage ring, sat in the center of the room, and looked at the leading elders of several Xeon sects, Ling Tianyu felt quite amused.

Not long ago, the elders of these holy realm leaders were still a natural barrier to him, but now...

Ten times more, he can cut it with one sword.

"Holy Son of Tianyu, I'm being polite, little old man."

The head leader of Xuanxiao Palace is considered to be a relatively calm one, but from his trembling hands holding the handle of the chair, it can be seen that his heart is not as calm as the surface.

The elders of the Holy Realm of Tongxuan Sect, faced with their own monsters, they couldn't accept it in their hearts, let alone these other sects.

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One by one, the elders of the sect came to their senses and hurriedly greeted each other.

Ling Tianyu responded one by one, then stared at the elders of the Tianmo Sect, silent.

The elder felt that his whole body was being pressed against by sharp swords. This feeling was more uncomfortable than killing him with a single sword.

The other elders watching, feeling the faint sword intent in the air, knew what was going on in their hearts, but they all watched with their eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and nose, and didn't even look at the elders of the Tianmomen.

It wouldn't be beautiful if he was implicated at that time.

In this way, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect enjoyed half an hour, a time like hell.

. . . . . .

Xiao Ruoyu followed the guide of Yutian Pagoda and came to the Dabi floor.

Along the way, even though he had expected it in his heart, he was as scared as a quail. He didn't know how many Tianjiao met.

Especially when she came to the platform, she met the fat monk with big ears and the paralyzed man holding the sword in his hand tightly, which made her feel a crazy warning in her heart.

"I knew I would never come to this place. It's too scary."

It felt like a toothache, but, as it happened, there was no chance for her to turn around.

"This girl...is quite talented."

When some contestants saw Xiao Ruoyu, they also had some thoughts in their hearts.

For Tong Ming, who is in his 20s, this kind of talent is already very good. As long as there are no accidents, the profound realm is definitely certain, and with a little chance, it is possible for the sect to have an extra sage.

Every thought is alive.