Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The other party's voice fell, and the Martial Artist of the Western Regions in the inner courtyard all looked at Ling Tian in the middle of the crowd.

Now, the other party has named Ling Tian.

"Ling Tian, ​​this group of damn things killed all the brothers in our outer courtyard. This time it was damaged, almost a thousand people!"

Liu Min from a distance He flew over, his eyes were red, and he was about to run away with anger.

"What? Broke us more than a thousand brothers! Are they impatient!"

Ran Min was furious, open a pair of tiger eyes, staring Like a copper bell, if it weren't for Ning Cai'er and the others to drag him desperately, Ran Min would have killed him with a long knife.

"Big brother Ran, the Ling Tian big brother hasn't spoken yet, what are you in a hurry!" Ning Cai'er's pretty face flushed red.

"Ling Tian, ​​the one with purple armor, is the Nanhua head teacher dísciple, Xin Youzhi!"

Zhang Jing tensed his face, holding the long Qiong quasi fairy blade in his hand Holding the dead, whispered behind Ling Tian.

"en."

Ling Tian nodded, from his face, no expression could be seen.

"This time, do you want to make a move?"

Ling Tian suddenly asked.

"I...I want to try."

Zhang Jing glanced at Chang Qiong in his hand, and pressed his mouth tightly.

"Yes."

Ling Tian flew down directly from the square.

Hovering between the Martial Artists of both sides.

There are three thousand people brought by Xin Youzhi.

Although the number of people is not as good as the Martial Artist of the Western Regions, the level of cultivation base and battle strength of these people is much stronger than that of the Martial Artist of the Western Regions.

Xin Youzhi's gaze was fixed on the flying Ling Tian, ​​and suddenly said lightly with a smile: "I thought, you dare not come out..."

"However, Don’t worry, I won’t do it myself."

"You don’t have to look like an enemy, anyway, you will not escape death."

Xin Youzhi The tone is frivolous, it sounds like a joke.

But everyone feels the cold arrogance and killing intent in words.

It seems that he is confident that he can kill all Martial Artists of the Western Regions.

However, Xin Youzhi has been waiting for Ling Tian's answer, but Ling Tian never responds.

"en?"

Xin Youzhi frowned, and his face gradually became angry. In his opinion, Ling Tian's sober attitude is nothing but deliberately mystifying that's all.

However, Ling Tian leaped directly over the Xin Youzhi people, and then stretched out his hand to press on the Formation of the inner and outer courtyards behind him.

weng!

A light curtain rises from the Formation, covering the entire inner courtyard, like an upside-down bowl, directly sealing the inner courtyard .

"What is it?"

"What is he doing?"

"Is he crazy?"

"I Seeing that this kid definitely didn't dare to face us, he was scared to be stupid!" Martial Artist of Southern Territory has a dumbfounded look, and he doesn't know why Ling Tian is doing this.

"Are you Ling Tian!? What are you going to do? I think that Xin Youzhi has the patience and you can't spend it here?"

The long knife in Xin Youzhi's hand points to that He flew back to Ling Tian between the Martial Artists of the two parties, angered.

However, Ling Tian still ignores Xin Youzhi, he can't draw his sword, the imposing manner has never been dispersed, and he doesn't mean to make a move.

He turned around and looked towards Zhang Jing and the others, "The inner courtyard has been sealed by me and no one can get out."

"More than a thousand of our brothers can't just do it like this Fold it here."

"Blood debt, when the blood is paid."

After Ling Tian said, Zhang Jing was the first to fly down, carrying Changqiong, slightly narrows the eyes, "hehe, that's nature. Today, these three thousand Southern Martial Artists, don't even want to leave one!"

What?

When Zhang Jing descended from the square, the Three Thousand Martial Practitioners of the Southern Territory looked at each other in blank dismay, and the color of surprise gradually rose on his face.

Yes, it's just surprise, and there is no fear.

They were surprised that this Ling Tian was so arrogant that he dared to seal the inner courtyard to death, and wanted them a debt of blood must be paid in blood.

For Zhang Jing's words, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, are you really laughing? Don’t let us go? Why, I still want to kill us!"

"Yes, it’s really ridiculous, just rely on you? Block this place , Is equivalent to being a cocoon!"

"This is also just right, we will have to hunt down one by one in a while."

"Also, this person is not from the Western Regions. What kind of jade face Sabrewielder? I used to come to sect and want to discuss with Eldest Senior Brother!"

"Yes, it is this person, but he is something, even if it was given to Eldest Senior Brother. To be a slave with a knife is not enough!"

The dísciple of Nanhua Blade Sect laughed.

"Zhang Jing?"

Xin Youzhi also looked at Zhang Jing and said: "Didn't expect, it's really you."

"You and me It's also a acquaintance. Today, I can let you go, but I still have that condition. You must be my slave slave."

"The dying person does not need a slave slave."

Zhang Jing held Changqiong in the scabbard, coldly said.

The sound of a slave slave sounded like a thorn in Zhang Jing's heart.

If you don't pull it out, he will not get better in this life.

It turned out that he had never forgotten this matter.

"Impudent, something that is not worthy of a knife slave, dare to talk to Eldest Senior Brother like this? I come to Nanhua dísciple, Xiang Liu, and cut you with a knife!"

There was Nanhua dísciple holding the top grade King Armament, and it was killed.

The long sword carried the cyan ray mang. This Xiang Liu was among the Martial Artists of the Southern Territory, Ranked 5th. Although there may be immortal soldiers in his hand, the sword in his hand is the sword of the king. In, the ranking is extremely high.

Xiang Liu’s Strength of Domain is also very good, the blade glow is solid, coming from the sky, very imposing manner.

If it were Zhang Jing’s original battle strength, maybe he would have to do more.

But now, Zhang Jing is already incomparable!

"You insulted me in Nanhua back then, I will give it back one after another!"

"Cut me with one knife, and you deserve it too?"

Zhang Jing coldly snorted , Suddenly took out the long Qiong quasi fairy blade in his hand, swept it down, tearing the sky blade light, like a thunder in a clear sky, and an electric switch arrived.

Quasi fairy soldiers!

Na Xiang Liu's heart was suddenly startled, and his body was cold, but he didn't have time to move, so he was cut in half by the blade light.

Zhang Jing's knife was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it shattered all Xiang Liu's resistance.

Now Zhang Jing’s Strength of Domain, advanced by leaps and bounds, is not far away from the Great Accomplishment of the domain.

With the quasi-celestial soldiers in hand, how can this Xiang Liu be comparable?

Break down Xiang Liu, Zhang Jing held Changqiong in his hand and pointed directly at Xin Youzhi, "We should forget about the account three years ago."

"hmph, You are qualified to challenge the Eldest Senior Brother?"

The Nanhua Zong dísciple is still going to fight, but he is stopped by Xin Youzhi.

"That's all, since he wanted me to take action so much, then I satisfied him. Anyway, it is the dying person."

Xin Youzhi flew out from the crowd, and Zhang Jing is far away.

"Hehe, it seems that you are in the secret store of this day, and you are really good. Now, even the quasi-immortal soldiers are there. I want to come, your battle strength should also be ranked fourth in the Western Regions. Are you famous?"

Xin Youzhi glanced at Zhang Jing's hand, Chang Qiong, and said suddenly.

"Hehe, Zhang Jing is just an unknown person. Behind me, there are many experts. To be honest, many of them can destroy you."

Zhang Jing said with a sneer.

hearing this, in the square, Ran Min Qin Shaoyang and the others sneered and shook their heads while holding their shoulders.

What Zhang Jing said is true. Perhaps in Xin Youzhi's eyes, their group has three or four quasi-celestial soldiers, which is pretty good.

But the other party would never expect that, including Ling Tian, ​​there are as many as eight people with quasi-celestial soldiers, and there are also five with quasi-celestial soldiers and top Spirit Treasure at the same time. People.

"What did you say?"

Xin Youzhi frowned. He was indeed assessing Zhang Jing and the others' battle strength. Now he knows that Hou Li is dead. A group of people should have three top Spirit Treasures and four quasi fairy soldiers that's all.

After all, his own person is so strong, he has swept the ruins of two Tiangang star positions, and obtained a quasi-celestial soldier and a top Spirit Treasure.

"Believing or not by you, my Changqiong is enough to fight you!"

Zhang Jing didn't want to say more.

"Hehe, Zhang Jing, don't think that you can be unscrupulous if you have a quasi-celestial soldier. The gap between you and me is far beyond your imagination!"

After that, Xin Youzhi suddenly pulled out the quasi-celestial blade in his hand, and the purple light wings bloomed behind him, and the vigorous Strength of Domain spread out and swept all directions.

"Hiss, it is worthy of being the top Heaven's Chosen of the Southern Domain. The Strength of Domain of this guy has far surpassed the primary level Great Accomplishment!"

"Yes, this strength of Domain is a lot more powerful than Kuuma."

"It's not far from the primary level Perfection."

Feeling the violent wind cuts on the face like a wind blade. The Strength of Domain and Martial Artist of the Western Regions all exclaimed again and again.

This Xin is ambitious, and indeed has proud capital.

"At the beginning, I gave you the opportunity of three tricks, but now, I only make two swords!"

Xin Youzhi raised the corners of his mouth and covered the quasi-celestial soldiers with both hands, purple. Above the blade, the rays of light suddenly appeared, and the true essence was controlled within the domain, condensing into a blade glow that was like a substance, which was cut awe-inspiringly from the in midair.

Before completely falling, Zhang Jing was trembling from being oppressed. The mountains, rocks, and trees beneath him were all shattered!

"My jade face Sabrewielder Zhang Jing, I would rather die than be humiliated!"

The steel tooth zhi zhi rang, and in the trembling, Zhang Jing holding the Changqiong war blade suddenly Roaring up to the sky, his face has burst one after another bloody mouth, his black hair is stained with blood, at this moment he is like a War God.

The pair of light wings behind them suddenly bloomed.

Although Strength of Domain is far less than Xin Youzhi, he directly condenses a white jade sword light and shoots out!