Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"This Ling Tian, ​​won the game just now?"

"Uh, it looks like it is, but this is too magical. The four dísciples of Sword Pavilion shot at the same time, it is not this Ling. The enemy of Tian's one?"

"Oh, in this case, there are signs of the rise of Qi Pavilion."

"Sword Pavilion can't escape being caught by Ling Tian. The fate of stepping on?"

The surrounding dísciple gradually clamored, making Yu Sen, who became the focus, flushed like a monkey butt.

"Damn it!"

With a shock, Yu Sen flew directly to the ring.

This time he was entrusted by Linzhi to find his place.

If Ling Tian is not cleaned up, not only will Yu Sen be planted this time, but he will be even more shameless in going to the Pill Pavilion in the future.

By then, he will be ridiculed in the Sword Pavilion, and he will never be able to look up again.

"Ling Tian, ​​you still have some strength, but I'm different from Yu Sen."

The voice fell, Yu Sen's shoulders suddenly shook, and behind the Martial Sovereign, there was Martial. The shadow of Spirit floats out, and the pressure is skyrocketing!

As the Third Senior Brother of Sword Pavilion, Yu Sen not only has the Martial Spirit of the early days, but also the cultivation technique and divine ability of his cultivation are all very high-level, so his realm is not Comparable to others.

At the very least, it is much better than Jiang Xian on the Hundred Sects grand competition.

"After the last round, this time, if you lose, can you get a lot of money?"

Ling Tian stood with a stick, far from facing the Sword Pavilion third disciple. Some panicked.

"Wishful thinking, if I lose, the quasi-immortal soldier in my hand will be for you!"

"However, that will not happen."

"I want to see, your honorary disciple, how can you be able to pose in front of my Sword Pavilion dísciple."

Yu Sen is coldly snorted, and the anger in his eyes is even worse. Today, if you even have a just If the entered Qige dísciple can't be solved, then he will lose his face!

“bang! ”

Yu Sen shook his big hand, and the bright azure light burst out of his body, directly turning into a green gold lion in his hand, although the lion didn’t It is an illusory shadow formed by vitality, but it spreads with amazing fluctuations.

The rank of this divine ability martial skill will never be lower.

"shua shua!"

Yu Sen stepped out, clenched his fists, and suddenly blasted out. The shadow of the green lion squeezed out instantly, and the air was all there. At this moment, he was torn apart by Shengsheng, and the sharp sound of breaking wind sounded harshly.

The howling beast roar shook under Saint Sword Mountain, shocking all dísciples.

"Hey, is this Yu Sen's Ultra Grade divine ability boxing method?"

"This boxing method has been practiced by Yu Sen to Great Success Realm. It must not be underestimated!"

Yu Sen punched out, that terrifying prestige caused a great uproar.

In the face of Yu Sen's offensive, Ling Tian raised his brows slightly. If it had been before, this divine ability would still be a little troublesome for Ling Tian.

The divine ability of Ultra Grade level is already the same as his previous game Dragon Boxing mention on equal terms, plus this Martial Sovereign Realm, a punch of formidable power, absolutely shattered.

But now, Ling Tian no longer puts it in his eyes.

Ultra Grade divine ability only!

Ling Tian also did not choose to use the Duer stick. In addition to increasing cultivation base this month, he also practiced the 18 palms of the old beggar for his Divine Dragon. He immediately grasped it, golden The light erupts from its palm and directly transforms into a golden dragon shadow.

Ling Tian danced with both hands, and the majestic Dragon Clan aura directly blended into the palm of his hand continuously, and immediately let the dragon shadow on his hand open the dragon eye, the shadow of the Golden Dragon, It also split into as many as three in an instant.

A vigorous force spread out.

"What kind of hand is this?"

"It seems that the rank is higher than Yu Sen's Qingmu Huashiquan!"

When the three dragon shadows appeared on Ling Tian's palm, there was an exclamation around the ring, which was obviously shocked by Ling Tian's martial skill.

"Divine Dragon Eighteen Palms, go!"

roar!

Ling Tian's big hand suddenly pressed down, and the dragon shadow roar towards the sky, immediately angry When it rushed out, the terrifying force formed a huge concave arc in front of it, and the ground of the lower ring broke out one after another crack at this moment.

“peng peng peng! ”

Na Yu Sen was filled with fierce punches. When he came into contact with the pressure of the 18 palms of the Divine Dragon, he exploded. There is no way to compete with Ling Tian's palm shadow.

"This, is it possible?"

Ling Tian's palm shadow is getting bigger and bigger, and the three Divine Dragon shadows finally filled the ring, shattering all fist shadows, and Under the palm shadow, Yu Sen was already in shock.

The punch he just took out just now. Since he was promoted to Martial Sovereign, he has never been disadvantaged. Even in the Yunhai Pavilion, it is a rare cultivation technique.

Be aware that although Martial Sovereign Realm can practice quasi-Immortal Technique above Ultra Grade divine ability, how many quasi-Immortal Techniques are there in the entire sect?

Even more how Immortal Techniques and other cultivation techniques are in the Martial Palace, so they are not strong enough to touch them at all.

But Ling Tian's palm technique will surely be able to break his shadow to pieces so easily, is this quasi-Immortal Technique impossible?

However, Yu Sen was too late to be astonished. Immediately, the rays of light flashed in his hand, and a wood-colored long sword appeared in his hand.

Although this long sword is of wood color, it is covered with a faint light of thunder, which is undoubtedly a quasi-immortal soldier!

Moreover, the quality is not bad in the low grade quasi-xian soldiers.

"Ling Tian, ​​use a weapon than me, don't regret it!"

After that, the weapon in Yu Sen's hand suddenly fell, and suddenly, the whole body The air, one after another Lei Mang appeared out of thin air, condensed into an azure lightning sword qi, moved towards Ling Tian that Divine Dragon palm print cut down.

Yu Sen's sword seems to be acted in a hurry, but Ling Tian can feel the mystery of this Sword Art.

It is worthy of the world sword dao to make Nine Heavens, just the Sword Art divine ability of Yu Sen's cultivation, is it so tyrannical?

Even if its rank is not regarded as Quasi-Immortal Technique, it is almost the same.

"Cut!"

Yu Sen's eyes were cold looking at the three Heavenly Dragon shadows that were rapidly expanding in the pupils, a low drink suddenly spread out, and suddenly it was full of Lei Mang's sword edge was cut on his palm.

clang!

The clear and harsh loud noise suddenly resounded above the sky, and then, an extremely violent energy impact, also suddenly erupted from the sky Open.

The energy shock swept away, and the figures of those who were close nearby hurriedly retreated, one after another golden light flickering around the ring, resisting the eroding energy wind.

At the time of resisting, everyone’s eyes locked in the air without blinking. The sword that Yu Sen took out was from Martial Palace Martial Sovereign Realm Ranked 7th. The divine ability Sword Art, just under the Quasi-Immortal Technique, practiced to the final sword-like state, it is enough to match the Quasi-Immortal Technique!

Although Yu Sen has not yet reached that point in his training, but now with his Martial Sovereign Realm cultivation base, it is still enough to kill Ling Tian's remaining power.

In any case, Ling Tian's palm is just Yu Wei.

Dang dang!

But Ling Tian took out the Divine Dragon Eighteen Palms First Layer, which is the quasi-Immortal Technique. There is no trace of fatigue in the shadows of the three Divine Dragons, one after another Hit on the sword edge.

When the last Divine Dragon shadow fell, the sword light that Yu Sen took out directly shattered and turned into a sky full of thunder.

pu!

a groan, Yu Sen was directly retreated by the shock, and finally stopped at the edge of the ring!

One palm, just one palm!

Not only crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood generally smashed Yu Sen's punch, now it is the Sword Art that he relies on, and it can't be resisted!

This Ling Tian's palm technique is so terrifying?

"hehe, Sword Pavilion third disciple, only this."

The shadow of the dragon dispersed, above the ring, Ling Tian's figure is suspended there, a white clothed shirt is unremarkable , But the flying white hair seemed to have passed through a layer of Holy Splendor light.