Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Even if Ling Tian was just now, he defeated Wenji with one punch.

"Wow, it's really amazing. Recently, I really heard that some people after the tenth place in the battle list have silver wings, but now this Yangling is the first to be exposed. "

Little County Lord also said in surprise with a small mouth.

"hehe, silver wings that's all, nothing."

Naturally, Wang Chong would not show any surprised look. He looked at the sharp claw on his wrist. At this time This sharp claw is shining with a faint golden light...

"hehe, see how this madman becomes mad again, I’m Fei Lei Academy, not a free and easy person, where I can go wild. !"

Yang Kaitai smiled with his beard brushed, and he was happy in Yang Ling's display of such a strong presence.

Before it starts, he will let Fenglei Academy and all the yards of the Ling Family stand on top of the dust!

However, just when everyone thought that Ling Tian would retreat in peace and surrender directly, Ling Tian at the Second Layer level gave out a low laugh.

"he he he he..."

Ling Tian smiled and shook his head as if he had heard some joke.

In the inexplicable eyes of everyone, Ling Tian slowly put away his smile, his palm flashed, a Golden Dragon faceplate appeared, covering his face, and his handsomeness His face was covered, and in a short time, the original handsome feeling suddenly became hideous.

"I hate the feeling that others look down on me."

After that, Ling Tian shook his feet and directly rushed into the sky until he flew away to be higher than the top of the Hundred Battle Tower Many positions before stopping.

"The gap? What is the gap?"

"I have always been curious about where the superiority of these so-called geniuses in Zhong Prefecture comes from!? It's so funny!"

The voice fell, Ling Tian suspended in the air, suddenly extending the hand arm to the right, carrying a glove engraved with silver pattern crystals, the silver light flowed, blooming into the sky, and then the five fingers suddenly opened.

"Prison Flame, come with a stick!"

In an instant, the black and red stick behind it burst out into the sky!

One after another black energy, from the point of view from the sticks spreading freely, it surrounds Ling Tian like a black petal blooming in the sky.

And Ling Tian is at the center, imposing manner, so suddenly!

Then the black and red air instantly condensed into a sinister beast, rising to the sky, boundless coercion, and shattering the sky.

Then, the soul of the weapon introverted into the stick and fell into Ling Tian's hands.

Shua!

At this moment, Ling Tian held the prison fire stick in his hand, a stick flower danced, and pointed directly at Yang Ling below.

"Silver wings?"

"I am afraid I will disappoint you..."

"shua!"

Sure enough , Just inside and outside of Leifeng, under the attention of countless shocked eyes, Ling Tian's shoulders suddenly shook, and a pair of silver wings, which were brighter than Yang Ling, bloomed directly!

Ling Tian, ​​also has silver wings!

Moreover, the inscription is even higher than Yangling!

At this moment, Ling Tian also climbed and soared above the previous coercion, and this rate was as much as 60%!

At that moment, there was silence up and down the square.

Who said that the gap between Ling Tian and Yang Ling was insurmountable?

It doesn't matter if you have silver wings, Ling Tian also has it!

The gap that Yang Ling just opened up, just like that, was straightened out!

"This, how is this possible? He Ling Tian, ​​where did such top grade equipment and inscription formation come from?"

On the cliff, all the big guys are all dumbfounded .

Everything that Ling Tian has shown from the beginning to the present is not like an Academy student at all.

That Yang Kaitai seemed to swallow a bitter gourd, embarrassing to the extreme.

The Zhuang Lu Chen Lao and the others, who have never spoken in front of everyone, are even more incredulous.

This Ling Tian's hole card is too abnormal.

No wonder, this guy was so confident before.

"This Formation, there is no need to use it."

"This battle, you are also forbidden to give up and abstain!"

Same as facing Wenjin Ling Tian’s cold light gloves clasped the Hellfire Cudgel, the next moment, the cudgel crashed down!

The stick shadow whizzed and the air burst.

Before it has fallen, the squally wind is sweeping.

"Mountains and rivers, Zhenyue! Give me broken!"

Ling Tian was shocking loudly in the air, and his whole body vigorously condensed under the shadow of the stick, making it as heavy as a mountain , Directly hit the Formation at the bottom of the Hundred Battle Tower.

"Bang! Click!"

Almost instantaneously, the Formation on the top of the Hundred Battle Tower, like glass, shattered into slag!

The Formation sky filled with light dots, almost the gust of wind howled, rolling up Yang Ling's black hair and clothes.

And Ling Tian descended slowly from the air, and finally stood on the other side of the ring.

Strong, terrifying!

Ling Tian is blessed with a pair of gloves and sticks. The formidable power of this stick can be described as heaven-shaking, earth-shattering.

The top layer Formation is so strong, but in front of Ling Tian this stick, it appears so fragile.

This stick also seemed to hit everyone's hearts, allowing them to finally realize how tyrannical the chief freshman of the Xiaoyao Academy is.

But correspondingly, the waves and expectations that have risen in everyone's hearts, needless to say, at this time Ling Tian, ​​who has silver wings, is playing against Yang Ling, just thinking about it makes people excited.

If it were before, no one would have thought that Ling Tian could be qualified for a mention on equal terms with Yang Ling. When the two played against each other, Ling Tian would definitely lose.

But now, Ling Tian's such a strong performance, I am afraid that no one dare to be sure. Ling Tian will definitely lose.

Between victory and defeat, there is a lot of suspense.

Su Mo is extremely nervous. She has a hunch that this War General will become the fiercest battle in the Northern Domain Grand Competition for 300 years.

Winning or losing is very important, if once lost, Ling Tian's fledgling edge will be completely suppressed.

Don't talk about the question of whether the air luck will fall, just the influence of the heart is very terrifying. It is very likely that once you lose, you will suffer a serious setback. Within a year, it is impossible for you to shine in the Dragon Sect grand competition.

On the ring, Ling Tian's gaze fell on Yang Ling in the distance, "Now, do you still think that our gap is insurmountable?"

The voice fell, Ling Tian's fighting intent seems to be condensed into a sharp sword, piercing the long sky.

"He he he, why, do you think it can really be smoothed out like this?"

Yang Ling's calm face suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes burst out sharply, like a sharp sword.

Ling Tian, ​​a sword intent, like a sharp sword, broke through the air, and the sword intent was screaming, as if the clouds and mist on the Leifeng Peak tremble.

The other one is as cold as a knife. It is a blade itself, which seems to come from the cold killing intent of the Asura field. In addition to being cold, it also contains a gloomy baleful aura, which wants to tear everything.

The grand competition, the final battle!