Sword Venerable Ling Tian

In this jade slip, all the top grade divine ability martial skills they need are recorded, and this kind of cultivation technique, but those similar to Startling Thunder Mountain Village and Heaven's Chosen in Blade Sect can have it of.

It is the logo of the top 50 in the Azure Cloud Ranking.

Now, Ling Tian just gave it to himself...

"Accept it, and cultivation will be added in the future. Two years later, there may be no chance."

Ling Tian put aside his gaze and rolled his sleeves, and put all the surrounding jade slips into the ring. Although the level of these cultivation techniques is only high grade divine ability, it is nothing to their Heaven's Chosen, but to the ordinary outside. Martial Artist is a rare treasure and an important part of a small sect Dao Body Department.

Ling Tian always feels faintly that he will use it someday if he thinks about this kind of sect.

However, Ling Tian suddenly changed his expression and called Chen Zhong and the others behind him.

Immediately, outside the great hall, there was splitting the air sound.

Next moment, a figure walked in first.

The sashimi has a strong figure, a dark red-clothed armor, and a scimitar at his waist, his face is filled with baleful aura, and his eyes are gloomy and weird.

"Blood Blade Sect, Lu Bei!"

Chen Zhong was lowly cried behind him.

Finally, they finally ran into it, but it was the person who transformed the Blood Blade Sect.

Not only that, there are four people behind Lu Bei, all of whom are strong in battle strength.

Lu Bei himself has a higher ranking than Jing Cang, which is difficult to deal with.

"Hehe, you guys really have the courage to break the ground on my Lu Beitou, don't you really want to shoot to death?"

Lu Bei looks grim, indifferently said.

Although there is no expression, it makes people feel cold.

This Lu Bei has always been the master of killing without blinking an eye.

While speaking, Lu Bei and the three people behind him all pulled out the scimitars from their waists.

Among them, the one in Lu Bei's hand, with a blood-red blade and a blood-drinking blade, is one of the top grade kingly swords and ranks high. Now it is even more tattooed. Extremely tyrannical.

Although it is far inferior to the quasi-celestial soldier, it is also much more powerful than the patterned weapon of the common martial artist.

Being treated like this by Lu Bei, Ling Tian naturally hasn't waited to speak, the Zhen Moran behind him can't wait long ago, stepping forward and raising his pretty chin: "Hey, Lu Bei , Your tone is really not small."

"Hehe, what, Zhen Moran, do you think you have the ability to compete with me? Or are you relying on the trash behind you?"

Lu Bei sneered, and the blood mist all over his body had already begun to rise.

"Hehe, I am enough."

The short blade in Zhen Moran's hand rotates several times in his hand, and then he grips it tightly. The vitality in Qi Sea was shaking, and the imposing manner began to rise.

Mo Yu, who killed Zhuang Zhuang of Startling Thunder Mountain, was not addictive at all. What she wanted to challenge was always Jing Cang and Lu Bei.

Now, the opportunity has finally come!

Zhen Moran’s tone barely fell, Lu Bei’s face was completely gloomy, and he whispered, "It seems that you are really hard-hearted to fight against me, so good... Since you think like this If you die, then I will fulfill you!"

The blood-drinking blade in his hand burst into the sky in an instant, and at the same time the wind whistling, like a ghost crying, resounded endlessly in this great hall, very It's horror.

It is worthy of being the dísciple of the Blood Blade Sect. Lu Bei can induce such an imposing manner in an instant. Even this Blade Intent is not far away from the half-step realm.

Not only that, when Lu Bei released the Blade Intent, the blood-drinking blade in his hand burst into a bloody Flood Dragon Serpent soul, the true essence of Lu Bei Pouring in, shaking frantically.

At the same time, Lu Bei's shoulders shook, and the seven-headed blood snake Martial Spirit behind was inspired. This Martial Spirit ranks among Grade 9, which is rare and powerful.

"Zhen Moran, no matter what happens to you, but I will let you understand the gap between you and me!"

Lu, who almost reached the top of the imposing manner Bei Qi grinned and burst into the air. At the moment when a person is in the air, ten thousand ways in his hand are taken out. A snake-shaped Blade Qi, Blade Qi twists like a blood snake, and then is full of strength, bang, shattering the void, and slashing down towards Zhen Moran. Come.

This blade is not only fierce, but also changes in its trajectory.

Such a terrifying knife, you don't even need to hit the opponent, it's just the impact of a knife.

Can easily crush Xu Xuan Moyu and his like.

"The gap, it seems to be nothing."

Zhen Mo is not surprised, facing Lu Bei who possesses such a top grade weapon and martial skill, there is no panic, pretty The cold face aroused the anger in her heart. At the next moment, she was shocked, and she collapsed into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared in place at the moment that the blood-colored blade glow was cut.

shua~ shua~ shua~!

But the blood-colored blade glow of Lubei, it seems that it doesn’t stop if it doesn’t hit, and it still whirls in the great hall, and every time Zhen Moran appears, he has to burst into smoke and leave. In order to avoid it in the same place.

"hehe, the blade glow is slow!"

Finally, after a dozen dodges, Zhen Moran manifested from the air, and the short blade purple light in his hand shook and swept directly. Tian Yi cut, and regretted the past.

bang!

With a blast, two blade dao lights, one green and one red, shake in the air, and then shake off.

However, Zhen Moran, who was shaken out, only stepped back a few steps, but behind him, Martial Spirit, the giant tree of spirits, manifested and stopped steadily.

This move that Lu Bei had to kill was so taken by Zhen Moran.

Ling Tian looked at the edge of the great hall, but his brows were frowning, because he saw that there were already a few scars on Zhen Moran’s beautiful back, and her movement method could not be done. Let her really dodge Lu Bei's ultimate move.

"en?! What kind of Martial Spirit are you?"

Lubei complexion slightly changed, a bit unexpected.

And he retracted the blood-drinking blade, and he could even feel the one after another yin poison qi that spread along the Blade Qi.

weng!

The blade shook suddenly, and the blood light protector isolated everything around him.

However, although Lu Bei can isolate this aura, the dísciple of the three Blood Blade Sects behind him changed drastically in an instant, as if suffering from some pain. After a while, He vomited blood and died.

"Damn it!"

Zhen Moran's poison, you can't guard against it, this makes Lu Beiqi feel itchy to the root, and he can't wait to smash him into pieces.

"Hehe, it's time for me!"

Zhen Moran's eyes flashed cold glow, he moved forward instead of retreating, and his figure flickered, suddenly appearing behind Lu Bei in his hand Above the short blade, the flame of azure burst out with a Blade Qi, like an azure Fire Phoenix, slashing out.

This cut is Zhen Moran’s divine ability secret technique.

Faced with Zhen Moran's weird trick, Lu Bei browsed slightly wrinkle, stepped back, and then coldly drank: "insignificant skill, when I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Immediately, the blood-drinking blade in his hand was crossed, directly cutting out a sharp edge, that sharp edge was like a bloody flood dragon-like in the air, and the roar shattered Zhen Moran's blade glow.

Then the aftermath shuddered and swallowed towards Zhen Moran.

"What?!"

Zhen Moran cursed secretly, but he could only mobilize the weapon to stand in front of him.

clang!

With a bang, Zhen Moran was cut and flew out.

pu!

a mouthful of blood spurted, Zhen Moran's face turned pale for an instant, and even a crack appeared in the weapon blade in his hand.

There is no way, no matter in the cultivation base martial skill or the weapon, there is still a gap between Zhen Moran and Lu Bei.