Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Yun Yang's current battle strength absolutely crushes all the younger students who have appeared.

At least for now.

However, Yun Yang seems to be not over yet.

I saw him pulling out a saber from behind.

The scabbard is covered with traces of sand and stone, full of vicissitudes of life.

"Originally, this knife was used by me to compete for the leader of Dragon Sect.

However, it is worth using to kill you."

"Ling Tian, ​​my strength is far from your imagination!"

After that, Yun Yang pulled out the knife directly!

"zheng!"

Above the blade, buzzing and shaking.

Resounded throughout Yuelong Mountain.

On the blade, there is an ominous beast soul of yellow sand condensed. It is seventy zhang or so, roar up to the sky, and the figure is burly and hideous.

One after another deadly terrifying aura, spreading from its blade, helps to swell Yunyang's battle strength, soaring once again!

"This knife, the imposing manner is so powerful! It is far superior to Ultra Grade implements!"

"Yes, not only that, even ordinary heavenly weapons are not as good as this The sword is powerful!"

"At the very least, it is stronger than the moon shadow in Qin Mingyue's hands. They are all unrecorded existences on the earth tool list!"

Everyone sees At the knife that Yun Yang took out, he exclaimed again.

This matchup is really exciting, and Yunyang keeps playing cards!

"Ling Tian, ​​this knife is called Wasted Remnant Dust. If you can get him, you have to give it to you. Pull the sword, otherwise, you are definitely not my Yunyang's opponent!"

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Yun Yang holds the barren dust left knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife pointing directly at Ling Tian.

For a time, the powerful imposing manner and divine sense locked Ling Tian directly.

Under like the sun at high noon, like an invincible cloud, Ling Tian bent over there, appearing extremely small.

"Brother Tian..."

Qin Shaoyang and the others, biting his lips tightly.

At this time, they felt the power of Yun Yang and couldn't help worrying about Ling Tian.

"Oh, hehe, he he he..."

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian's head is drooping, from beginning to end, he did not watch the imposing manner skyrocketing clouds. At a glance. It was a sneer.

That sneer is still dismissive.

Even if Yun Yang today has made Shen Tianlian on the high platform look sideways.

But he Ling Tian doesn't care!

What about the skyrocketing strength?

How about Primordial Spirit battle strength?

Desolate dust?

What kind of rubbish then!

For a moment, Ling Tian's heart surged with endless heroic spirit, and the blood in the heart was turbulent.

In this battle, he fought for himself and for all those who care about him.

In this battle, he will still not lose!

The fighting intent burst out from Ling Tian. In Qi Sea, Dao Foundation was suspended, and the vitality was still surging.

At this moment, Ling Tian urged the Taichu Jing to its extreme state.

The vitality coercion that Ling Tian has been refining in the Four Elephant Pagoda for more than ten years broke out in an instant!

Behind, the Sword Soul burst out of the sky, the sword hung upside down, the starlight shining on it, powerful energy, piercing Heavenspan!

Suddenly, it was close to the cultivation base.

Its battle strength is also comparable to Primordial Spirit!

"This Ling Tian, ​​how is it possible! This breath is too strong!"

"Huh, it's amazing, it turns out that it's not just Yun Yang, this Ling Tian, ​​unexpectedly It's also hidden so deeply!"

"There are too many monsters for the freshmen in this year! Moreover, these two people are all from Yun Prefecture. What's wrong with Yun Prefecture?!"

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Everyone looked at Ling Tian who stood up and slowly floated, all exclaiming.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet, this Ling Tian seems to be about to draw a sword!"

At this time, someone screamed.

Everyone looked at it suddenly, and as expected, Ling Tian stretched out his hand behind his back and took out the scarlet scabbard that he had been carrying on his back.

In that moment holding on to the hilt, Ling Tian was full of sword intent, and then rushed straight into the sky.

In his body, a sword shadow burst out, encircling its scabbard.

The scary sword intent swept away before the sword was out of its sheath.

"zheng!"

A clear sword cry sounded, and the next moment, an extremely domineering, brilliant sword light, shone from the yuelong battle stage!

The scarlet's fire gleams with the thunder, like a blazing sun.

"roar!"

A powerful sound of dragon's roar resounded through Yuelong Mountain, and directly forced the imposing manner pervaded by the sword in Yunyang's hand.

I saw the flaming Thunder Dragon soul entwined on Ling Tian's sword body.

The soul of the instrument, now letting it go soaring, its body shape has soared to almost eight ten zhang!

Looking from a distance, it seems that Ling Tian is holding a giant dragon-like in his hand, which is extremely shocking!

No matter how strong Yunyang is, today's Ling Tian is not bad at all!

Even, faintly stronger!

Ling Tian holds scarlet Fire Sword in his hand, Sword Soul on his back, looks invincible, looked towards Yunyang.

"This sword, named Leiming Lihuo, is a weapon connected to my heart and blood. Your barren remnant, what kind of rubbish, dare to be embarrassed in front of me?!"

Long sword points directly at Yunyang, tyrants to the extreme.

At this moment, the two are standing separately, imposing manner, confronting each other at the border, crackling.

And everyone looked at Ling Tian with Sword Soul on his back and a red sword in his hand, they were all dumbfounded!

An extremely overbearing sword!

Furthermore, they had never heard of this sword named Leiming Flaming Sword either.

Not only that, this sword seems to be stronger than the barren dust in Yun Yang's hands!

This is too terrifying.

They are all realm Martial Artists. It's just all the weapons in their hands, so that most of the Great Grandmasters dare not ask for extravagance.

Be aware that the high level heavenly artifacts similar to the four Heavenly Swords, the inner soul of the artifact, is only a hundred zhang out of date!

For a time, the strength of the two broke out cards made the martial artists onlookers dumbfounded.

"hehe, good, very good."

"You anger me, it will only make you die worse!"

Yun Yang bites tightly Tooth, he didn't want to wait any longer, he directly held the barren dust, carrying the sky full of Blade Intent, and killed it.

Ling Tian also not to be outdone, holding the sword and leaving, and fiercely colliding with Yun Yang's hot and terrifying imposing manner.

When the two of them climbed to Peak in an imposing manner, Ling Tian and Yun Yang disappeared into everyone's sight at the same time.

bang!

next moment, the two of them were in the center of the pit, each shot, fiercely hitting each other.

Ling Tian held the thunder away from the fire, in this brief moment, there was a thunderous sun and the moon when he raised his hand, and he smashed away in anger.

In the early days, the peak was prosperous, comparable to the Primordial Spirit battle strength, the light of this sword was more powerful than before.

Crack!

As the sword glow raised his hand, he instantly cut out a gap in the Blade Intent in front of Yun Yang.

"Dead!"

Yun Yang also burst out, and the sharp blade in his hand took out a sabre light, silently falling in front of Ling Tian.

xiu xiu xiu!

In one breath, nine knives were split, nine blade glow, like nine blade light, every time it was as fast as lightning, as fast as electricity.

But it also contains the meaning of surging and vast death, and the power of a blow bursts out an astonishing breath.

Ling Tian's expression changed slightly, and he shot directly, and while the sword glow waved, he took these nine palms one after another.

First round competition, the two are still on the same level!

"Hehe, it seems that it's not enough!"

Yun Yang's long hair danced wildly, and he shouted wildly.

bang!

In a short time, the bloody storm all over the body was inhaled by Yun Yang.

At this moment, Yun Yang seemed to be wearing blood armor.

And this is not the point.

At this time, above the blade in Yunyang's hand, Blade Intent quickly condenses, and the power of Blade Intent is skyrocketing!

It seems that at this moment, on the entire Yuelong Mountain, there is only this a saber, the blood blade of death!

"Hiss, this...this is impossible, this is definitely not Peak's Blade Intent!"

"Yes, Ling Tian's sword intent has reached Peak, Yunyang's one Stronger!"

"Yes, momentum! It's sword momentum!"

"Yun Yang, actually in the golden realm, comprehended sword momentum!"