School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

Everyone was watching with breath held.

The fifth swordsman in Xuantian is recognized as the strongest swordsman in the whole world.

Maybe his cultivation is not the highest, but for three thousand years, no one can surpass him in kendo.

Ling Han has some difficulties in using Kendo to suppress the sword master.

"Teach me to use the sword? I'll see how capable you are to say that. "

The sword master's fierce momentum suddenly came out. After the majestic Xianyuan gushed out of the body, it turned into sword rain and fell from the sky.

The falling place of endless sword rain will be covered by Linghan.

Everyone is discolored by it.

"This son of a bitch really doesn't know how to pity xiangxiyu. Linghan fairy is so beautiful that he can do it."

"Beast, as long as he hurt a hair of Ling Han fairy, I will fight with him."

"Yes, no matter what kind of bullshit sword master he is, he bullies the weak girl..."

At this point, Ling Han splits the ice sword in his hand, and the sword rain is pulled. Instead of coming towards her, he rushes to the sword owner.

"How could it be?"

The sword master's eyes almost glared out.

He hastily used the sword array to arrange around his body, in order to resist the majestic sword rain.

"Boom!"

Sword rain instantly broke through all his defenses and annihilated him.

With the sword master as the center, the void collapses hundreds of meters around, and the ground is covered with dense sword marks.

The sword array that he gathered was constantly broken, and then because he was defeated, his whole body was injured by the sword Qi, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. He knelt on one knee and was about to fall.

He defeated the sword master with only one sword.

Everyone nearly dropped their chins.

Especially the one who said Ling Han was a weak woman, now he didn't know what expression to use to express his horror.

The Buddhist monk, the painting immortal and the little shepherd boy were also subdued.

They can see that Ling Han seems to have some spare power, otherwise he can kill the sword master with one sword.

"What terrible accomplishments does she possess?"

The Buddhist monk breathed out a mouthful of turbid air and spoke with difficulty. Unconsciously, his forehead was covered with a thick cold sweat.

He always thought that he was the best in this world. Although Ling Han was the first one to break through the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, it was hundreds of years ago.

After the great changes in Tianfu, she never stepped out of Tianfu.

Therefore, people only have a vague understanding of her realm cultivation.

As a result, the world ranked her at the end of the seven immortals.

But now, from the point of view of Ling Han's accomplishments, she is the most powerful person in Xuantian.

"This woman can't be the enemy!"

Huaxian also perceives Ling Han's terror. With his cultivation level, it's not difficult to trap the sword master in one move, but it's impossible to defeat him in a hundred moves.

"The fairy sister is really powerful!"

The little shepherd boy sincerely praised that he didn't come here to make trouble, so he didn't worry that Ling Han would not let him go

Originally, the Demon Lord was eager to try. He wanted to try out what qualifications Ling Han had to command the whole demon clan for hundreds of years

But when he saw the sword master who was as famous as him, he couldn't resist the woman's move. He couldn't help but change his face and didn't dare to be a bird any more.

Proud as he is, he is not brainless.

At last, the old Taoist took a look at the sword master who was seriously injured and coughed up blood. He could not help but curled his mouth.

He has long said that this little girl must not provoke, but no one will put his words in mind.

With Linghan's state strength, against them, Liuxian will never fall behind.

Even if we really start, half of them will die here.

After defeating the sword master, Ling Han seems to have done a trivial thing. His cold face looks around you, and his tone is clear and indifferent. "Who else wants to fight with me?"

Those people kept retreating. They were really scared,

This fairy is so ferocious, no wonder someone once said that no one in this heaven and earth can be worthy of her.

Who can compete with such excellent existence?

See no one said, Ling Han eyes again fell on the colorful Linglong tower.

She turned her back to the crowd, and her voice was cold: "Tianfu no longer exists. There is no hall for you to rest. Please go back where you came from."

Ling Han's words are full of irresistible power. The people nod their heads. They look at the back of the beautiful fairy in front of them and leave slowly.

When the rest of the six immortals were left, Ling Han frowned and drank again: "how? Do you want me to keep you here for a light meal? "

Words fall, terror of ice cold breath rolling over, a few people a consciousness of back two steps“ Amitabha, benefactor Linghan, it's said that there is a big chance on the seventh floor of this tower. We are both from the Xuantian continent. I don't know if the old monk can enter... "" no! " Ling Han refused to wait for the Buddhist monk to interrupt“ This Linglong tower belongs to my master. No one is qualified to touch it. " When she said that, she slowly turned around and said coldly, "if you really want to enter, you will defeat me." the Buddhist monk's face was embarrassed and defeated the woman in front of her? If he hasn't been to Tianfu before and hasn't seen a woman's hand, he may be confident to have a try. But now, seeing that just now Ling Han angrily started, the Zen stick in his hand was damaged, and he had no confidence. With a sigh, he turned and disappeared here. Huaxian asked with a smile: "don't worry, Linghan fairy. I don't have any desire for this tower. I just have an invitation. I don't know if Linghan fairy can agree?"“ Since it's an invitation, don't say it. " Ling Han refused“ Otherwise, if I don't agree, won't it hurt your face? " Huaxian: "I just want to make a picture for you and put it in the holy capital of Donghuang." Ling Han said indifferently: "little girl looks unbearable, painting immortal or don't waste ink." With these words, the corners of everyone's mouth twitched. Her peerless appearance, even claiming to be the first fairy in Xuantian mainland, is not too much. They don't know what to say. The painting immortal said with a bitter smile: "well, the old man's painting skills are poor. Maybe he can't draw the beauty of the fairy. If Ling Han has the chance to come to the holy capital of the East wilderness, he will be very welcome." Words fall, also left here. The little shepherd boy laughed, rode on the big green bull, waved to Linghan and said, "sister fairy, we will meet again. The west plain is vast and beautiful. Sister fairy can go there to relax. Don't always guard the ruined heaven." the young demon master stood up, looked at Linghan Fairy, and said proudly, "between heaven and earth, Only you can be worthy of me, I will make you my magic princess, as long as you promise, I will... "Go away!" Ling Han finished this sentence, ice sword out, directly cut off the Dragon crown of the Demon Lord. When the Dragon crown fell to the ground, he swallowed his saliva and said: "well, I'll roll now." Then he fled the scene without looking back. If the sword was lower, I'm afraid he would die on the spot. The sword master also left, his face has been lost here, I think this news will soon spread all over the Xuantian continent. At the moment, his mouth is bitter and astringent. He thought that his swordsmanship was superb, crushing the past and the present. But did not expect, now defeated in the hands of a woman. After going back today, he will shut down. If Kendo doesn't break through, he won't go out any more. Lao Dao has drunk all the wine in the gourd. He smiles at Ling Han and says, "Lao Dao has just calculated. You and the person you miss in your heart will soon be able to see. You've been waiting for hundreds of years, but it's not in vain." Words fall, laugh, jump up, rushed to the sky. Finally, the old Taoist left a word, let Ling Han's delicate body suddenly tremble. She took the colorful and exquisite Pagoda in her hand. Looking at the delicate pagoda, she said in a clear voice: "master, no matter where you are, I will find you..."