Fantasy Data Villain

Ling Tianyu came here and smiled when he heard the old man's words.

This old man is right, as long as his ancestors, the sect master, and the rest of the monks do not die, there is time to wait for the next generation to grow up. rise.

There is no way, in the fantasy novel routine, the generation is not connected, and it is impossible for the most powerful sect to die or live. Those old ancestors know how long they have lived, and any sect has experienced this kind of thing.

not to mention.

His eyes turned to the woman who was sitting on a futon with her eyes closed, but attracted the attention of everyone nearby. Even if it was another sect, those peerless geniuses couldn't help but set their sights on this woman.

Looking at the information on Duan Lingxin on the panel that only he could see, the bright peak of Wonderland surprised him.

The eyes of this woman are indeed the things that defy the sky.

To be honest, he didn't break through at the moment, and he really didn't necessarily have to fight. Of course, if he wanted to fight, there would be two results if he broke through with a single finger.

These eyes are buggy, but his Xuantian Sword Canon and Dutian Three Thousand Seals are even more buggy.

When Ling Tianyu arrived, there was no response from other sects. After all, they didn't pay attention to a person who had returned to the Yuan Dynasty.

But the two fairyland disciples of Tianmomen were staring at him tightly.

"Young Master! The Xuantian Jiandian, the disciple of Tongxuanmen, is really terrifying. Don't take his cultivation base so low, just be careless."

The elder of the Tianmomen who led the team gently reminded one of the young people.

This young man's appearance was so handsome that he was evil. Hearing this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I won't take it lightly, but I want to see if his Xuantian Sword Canon is more powerful or my Demon Heavenly Dafa is more powerful."

This young man is the son of the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect. He is a devil without heaven. He has a cultivation base and has reached the peak of the fairyland.

He is already the next holy son established by the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Ling Tianyu certainly felt this gaze, but he didn't care, sitting on a futon, waiting quietly.

Chapter 20, let me have three swords? -->>(page 1/2), please click next page to continue reading.

Ling Tianyu certainly felt this gaze, but he didn't care, sitting on a futon, waiting quietly.

Some hours later, I heard someone call his name and stood up.

An auspicious cloud rose under his feet, came to the ring, and looked at a strong man with muscles like a rock standing in front of him.

Glancing at a sign on the strong man's clothes, he raised his brows slightly.

"Tianjing Palace?"

A sect known for tempering the flesh is a large sect.

The classification of sects in the Xuanhuang Great World is divided into small, medium and large, and if there is a realm above the holy realm, it can be called a large sect.

And beyond these three divisions, are the seven holy places known as the strongest sects, the eight demon gates, and the three eternal dynasties.

All of them are ancient and powerful forces that have been passed down from ancient times to the present.

As a large-scale sect, Tianjing Palace can also be regarded as a huge evil.

"A disciple of Tongxuanmen? I'll give you three swords."

This strong man glanced at Ling Tianyu, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he looked simple and honest.

He patted his chest and let out a dull sound.

"Let me have three swords?"

Ling Tianyu's face was stunned for a moment, looking at the disciple of Tianjing Palace in front of him, his expression was very strange.

This guy has returned to Yuanjing's great perfection, and in this arrogance competition, he is basically at the forefront among his peers, but what gave him the tone to let him have three swords?

"you sure?"

Faced with Ling Tianyu's question, the disciple of this Tianjing Palace smiled, patted his sturdy, rock-like muscles with a nonchalant expression on his face.

"I have practiced for many years. Over the years, at the same level, no one has been able to break open my body. I made you three swords because I was afraid that you would lose too ugly."

Although there was no disdain on the face of this disciple of Tianjing Palace, the contempt in his words could still be heard.

Ling Tianyu laughed when he heard his words.

Chapter 21, I will not die with a sword

"Ha ha."

I don't know where this guy's confidence comes from. If Tianjing Palace was really so powerful, it would have already become one of the most powerful sects.

"Let me take three swords? You take my sword and don't die."

After Ling Tianyu finished speaking, he pulled out the Tong Xuan sword from his waist, and the extremely bright blue sword light bloomed on this ring.

In an instant, a sword intent filled the entire platform.

Countless majesty like a rainbow, the arrogant saintess with fighting intent on the sky, turned their eyes to here.

This extremely dazzling azure profound light caused the faces of the leading elders of countless sects to change slightly.

I remembered the man who was invincible in the world, Ling Qinghai.

"Xuantian Sword Canon!!"