Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian's heart moved, and there was a guess, but in a flash, it was secretly sighed, so what about Martial Spirit, it has not disappeared...

"However, those who carry Martial Spirit After all, it is a minority, and it is even more difficult to awaken Martial Spirit. Our Purple Cloud Sect is the fourth-class sect of Lingnan in Yun Prefecture. The Martial Spirit tower given by the Southern Tang Dynasty court can stimulate Martial Artist to awaken Martial Spirit, and Martial Artist usually thinks It's harder to wake up on your own!" Lin Shan said.

Ling Tian nodded, Lin Shan is right, and this is why Martial Artist is willing to join Sect. Without the support of Great Influence, Martial Spirit cannot be awakened. Martial Dao is just a joke.

On the shoulders of the lively Ming Xiaoxipatted Ling Tian, ​​said with a smile: "Don’t worry, I am optimistic about you! Although Martial Spirit has little to do with the genital stage, you have entered the country so fast, Most of them are with Martial Spirit, as long as they are not too bad, otherwise you will be kicked out if you enter Inner Sect..."

In Inner Sect, if cultivation In the late stage of Piquan, if Martial Spirit still cannot be awakened, it will be lowered to the outer sect.

Lin Shan is like that.

Ling Tian didn't say much, just settled down and prepared for the next game. The first task is to win the top ten of this outer sect grand competition! Entering the top ten can not only completely wash off your name as a sword slave, but also get a place to enter the Valley of No Return. At the same time, the top ten of the outer sect is also rewarded. The cultivation technique, medicine pill, and martial skill are very generous. . For the future advancement, becoming a child of Inner Sect is very helpful.

This Sect Grand Competition is very simple. First, the outer sect competition is divided into two parts. Three thousand dísciples are tested in turn on the nineteen 18 arenas. The last 98 people left are the outer sect Wind Cloud List. Then compete for the top ten.

These nine 18 arena is also known as Wind and Cloud Platform, and the next game is the wheel fight! This kind of competition system also greatly saves time.

"hmph, Elder Wang, you never told me that this sword slave is so powerful, and our deal is void!"

One of the crowds under the ring In the middle, Xin Menghu held his arm and coldly snorted and said to Wang Ning.

"Xin Menghu! You can't be authentic if you do this, but we said it before!"

Wang Ning's face turns green and red, in order to get revenge, he plots against in every possible way , He even did not hesitate to hire the dark Blade Sect, but the dark daoist sect took the advantage and disappeared, making him almost vomiting blood, and after that, Ling Tian stayed behind closed doors, and he did not find a chance. This Sect Grand Competition is an excellent opportunity, he almost exhausted everything, and is about to kill Ling Tian.

But he didn't expect that Ling Tian had already raised the cultivation base to the seventh layer of the cultivation in just half a month, and even Shi Mingyuan was not an opponent.

"So what? You Wang Ning Elder, don't you still have to deal with me?" Xin Menghu sneered, confidently.

"You!"

Wang Ning pressed his anger in his chest and whispered roar: "How dare I attack you, but he said rudely to you Young Master that day, have you forgotten? , Or are you afraid of him?!"

"Laughable, I just said that our transaction was invalidated. The enemy of the day, I would break his arms for punishment. As for killing him... "Xin Menghu squinted towards Wang Ning, flashing a hint of cunning.

"You..."

Wang Ning didn't know that the other party was raising prices, but he was afraid of Xin Ziang and eager for revenge. He could only be softened: "Okay. , Three thousand low grade spirit coins, I will buy his life!"

"hmph, this kid may still have a hole card, I can only do my best for three thousand spirit coins!"

"Don't worry about this, I have arranged it, he must die!" Wang Ning looked at Ling Tian in the distance, for today, he has exhausted all

... ..

From Lin Shan, Ling Tian also knows his own game information, but he is not optimistic. I don’t know what’s going on. The opponents he faces, with the lowest cultivation base, are also 6th. -layer, among them is Heaven's Chosen, the top ten in the Wind Cloud List, so Lin Shan has to suspect that Wang Ning was involved.

"Ling Tian, ​​this is definitely the ghost of Wang Ning that thief, let you be the first to play, even if you can fight again, the wheel warfare will consume you..." Lin Shan said angrily .

Ling Tian carried his hands on his back, as if idle, "It's okay, although it's good..."

The second game started soon, Ling Tian leaped lightly. Enter the ring, quietly waiting for the challenge.

"Outer Sect Disciple! Please enlighten me from Senior Brother Ling!"

A man in Tsing Yi came on stage with a black face and round eyes, but he was not armed .

Wooden iron gall, seven strengths of pure body, also quite famous in outer sect.

When he saw Ling Tian's performance, he was also endlessly afraid.

In the same position, Outer Sect Disciple, Ling Tian even lifted from the sword slave, cut Wang Tao, defeated Li Xiao, abused Shi Mingyuan, all of which are already called outer sect miracles, he is in the heart, in fact, I respect Ling Tian more.

"hehe, the younger brother Iron Egg, don't hesitate to shoot!"

Ling Tian is nodded, courteous and gentle, not as compelling as the baleful aura before.

"My name is Mu Tiedan, not an iron egg!"

Ling Tian: "..."

According to the supervision dísciple, The test begins!

Mu Tiedan loudly shouted, and his whole body exploded, and he crossed Iron Fist and blasted towards Ling Tian.

Fist strength is solid, gangly windy, this fist has been made quite fierce by the wooden iron pillar.

Ling Tian eyes shined, his left hand clenched a fist, his upper body bent, and his shoulders shook.

In that moment, Ling Tian's whole person is like a tight bow, full of explosive power.

Just when Mu Tiezhu’s fist was approaching, Ling Tian was also full of energy, and his upper body suddenly sent forward, his left fist burst out, if there was an arrow, the fist burst!

Shape Intent Fist's collapse!

"bang!"

The air flow shook, and the two were in the air, shaking each other.

In an instant, the wooden iron gall groaned and was shot directly out of the air.

Although he didn't suffer any injuries, his strength was weird.

"Many thanks for your enlightenment, you are very strong..." Climbing up from the ground, Mu Tiedan took a deep look at Ling Tian and left sadly.

Second battle, Ling Tian still did not draw his sword.

Ling Tian simply did not step down, waiting for the start of the third game.

The third opponent's 6th-layer cultivation base, Ling Tian also casually punched it in the Panasonic ring.

The Arena Competition of Ling Tian is proceeding very quickly.

bang!

The opponent falls, Ling Tian wins!

bang!

The opponent falls, Ling Tian wins again!

bang!

Challenge dísciple one after another, falling from the ring, splashing smoke and dust.

Three consecutive victories, four consecutive victories, five consecutive victories! In the end Ling Tian got an amazing 23 consecutive victories in one hour!

Following Mu Tiedan, the opponents Ling Tian encountered were the 6th-layer cultivation base of the pure body, not high or low, and every one of them glared at Ling Tian, ​​a bitter hatred. Deep appearance, can't wait to bomb Ling Tian general with one blow.

Ling Tian also gradually rose in anger, just a punch, without even moving the body, punched out, the other party either had broken bones or broken muscles, or spurted blood and retreated.

Although he doesn't want to deceive others in sect, he can't bear such unprovoked hostility.

Some people will never remember if they are not afraid.

Twenty-three consecutive victories are not terrifying, but the terrifying thing is that Ling Tian has never made a sword!

Among the crowd under the ring, Wang Ning looked bitterly at the extraordinary figure on the stage, his clenched fists shed blood.

"Wastes are all waste, which has given them benefits, but there is no way to be a sword slave!"

I originally thought that repeated wheel battles could exhaust Ling Tian's strength, even Kill it, and who knows, every opponent is almost punched and defeated by Ling Tian, ​​even the sword is useless, so don't mention any consumption.

Now, with only the last competition left, Ling Tian can enter the Wind Cloud List.

"Xin Menghu, look at you!"

Xin Menghu was also fighting intent at this time, his eyes retracted from the high platform in the distance, coldly said: "His life, hand in Give it to me!"

Ling Tian is still standing there.

Ling Tian looked towards the stage, but did not see Liu Yiyi's figure, Ling Tian swept his gaze around, but saw that a high platform had risen on the side of the mountainside on the side of the Martial Practice Stage.

At this time, on the high platform, there are already many dísciples sitting on it, mostly in blue and white robe, which is the color that inner sect disciple can wear...

and The beautiful figure in the green dress stands in the wind like Fairy.

inner sect disciple ...

Ling Tian suddenly clenched his fists, that high platform was the direction of Inner Sect.

At this time, the distance between him and Liu Yiyi is so far...

However, at this moment, Ling Tian's gaze turned to Liu Yiyi for a moment. Then, a line of sight was shot from the high platform, and the two line of sight collided directly in the air.

Ling Tian's complexion suddenly changed!