Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Didn't expect, you also practiced Fleshy body."

On the ring, Yang Ling looked towards the far away Ling Tian, ​​from the crack of Ling Tian's breastplate, although he No blood stains were seen, but pale-gold skin was found.

The knife just now, after the double resistance of the prison fire stick and Ling Tian armor, finally fell on Ling Tian's sharp Blade Qi, and it was no longer enough to split Ling Tian's fleshy body.

This is somewhat beyond Yang Ling's expectations.

This blow with full firepower, even the leader of the same realm, dare not take it arrogantly.

But Ling Tian not only carried it down, but also suffered a slight injury, which really made him unexpected.

Ling Tian saw the damage of the armor, the cold color on his face became more and more fierce. The strength of Yang Ling's Blade Technique was also beyond his expectation.

If it wasn't for your own Vajra Body, it was strong enough, and the knife just now might really be a hit.

The two sides each made a move, and neither used the martial skill. The gap was obvious.

"You did surprise me a little bit, but...this is just the beginning that's all!"

Yangling coldly snorted, in the twilight, his body shape disappeared in place again.

On the dilapidated venue, Thunder entangled, and the two fought again. The aftermath was agitated, and the battle with the sword and stick revived.

Ling Tian facial expression grave, under the frantic urge of mountains and rivers, the prison fire stick burst out of earth-shaking gravity, and the sharp and violent lightning blade glow blasted wildly.

"The Great Accomplishment of the late golden body..."

With more than ten moves, Ling Tian felt gradually struggling. He has noticed that the opponent has been promoted to the Great Accomplishment of the late golden body for some time. The cultivation base is stable. The vitality is vast and vigorous, and within a single thought, the violent vitality will continue to boil and erupt like a volcano.

If he had not made his cultivation progress to the peak of the golden stage before leaving the customs, I am afraid that he would really not be able to use his vitality to compete with the opponent.

The foundation of Yang Ling is already at the level of a genius of the Academy. The strength of vitality caused by the internal strength mental method is only a lot worse than him.

Now, Ling Tian is relying on it. With the glove and the prison flame in the prison stick, he can also tie with Yang Ling.

But this state cannot last.

The other party's true essence is vigorous and grandiose. If you get entangled in this way, you will be forcibly consumed sooner or later.

"hehe, you can't beat me, so give up early, otherwise, the knife in my hand will not show any mercy."

It seems to be aware of the fluctuations in Ling Tian's heart , Yang Ling's eyes flashed with brutality, and in the coldly shouted sound, the blade light was like electricity, and he kept strikes out.

The sword momentum scrolling the boundless sea of ​​clouds, with the sharp whistling sound produced by the blade glow breaking through the air, the sword in Yang Ling's hand evolves, and the vast thunder power of the mountain cry out and sea howl of the thousand army crossing the border, echoing Heaven and Earth in the Quartet is deafening.

Boom! boom! boom! boom!

The blade glow bursting like thunder, in the violent wind, the dancing sky stick shadow above Ling Tian's head also showed signs of non-support.

Many experts who watched the game changed their expressions slightly and saw some clues.

"Hehe, Yang Ling is starting to get into trouble, so Ling Tian is no longer given a chance."

"Once Ling Tian can't help but the pressure appears a weak spot, then he will lose!"

The situation in the field is biased towards Yang Ling a little bit, and gradually everyone can see that Ling Tian's situation is very bad even if they have poor eyesight.

But only Yang Ling in the center of the venue has a little irritability in his heart, this Ling Tian's hand is too strong. The stick method howling wind and torrential rain is like a huge wave rushing into the sky, even if he occupies a considerable advantage, he can't directly defeat Ling Tian.

"This move, let's see how you take it!"

The cold anger flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he was a little impatient after all.

In the wild shout, a thunder snake rose suddenly behind him.

The Thunder Snake has a strange shape. At seven inches, a pair of wings grows impressively. On the top of the snake's head, there is a single horn made of thunder. It looks very strange!

next moment, the Martial Spirit retreats, and the blade glow of Yangling suddenly condenses into a roaring blue thunder giant flood, Flood Dragon Serpent opens its huge mouth, and the thunder fangs exude endless sharpness , Swooped down.

The giant thunder and lightning, terrifying, terrifying, huge, almost traversing half of the ring. As this blade fell, it looked like an ancient beast, reappearing.

"Oops! Yang Ling used Martial Spirit's strength, Divine Physique, a one-horned thunderwing snake!"

Everyone at Xiaoyao Academy suddenly changed their faces, and Yang Ling suddenly took a look. Out Martial Spirit and Blade Technique's ultimate moves are really completely unprepared.

A distance of thousands of meters, you can feel how infiltrating the formidable power of the thunderfish condensed by the blade glow in the sky.

Ling Tian, ​​who bears the brunt, does not know how much pressure he will face.

This sword is more than twice as powerful as before.

Now Ling Tian is already in a state of being out of support, and now under such a powerful sword Yang Ling, how can it be withstand?

"hehe, good Blade Technique!"

Ling Tian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the whole body was agitated with true essence, next moment, shoulders trembled, behind a pure crystal clear Sword Soul, appeared behind it.

Although this Sword Soul is more than eight feet tall, the entire Sword Soul, which is shining with the color of Purple Gold, is big and small. Fortunately, the whole sword is breathing!

And next moment, the Sword Soul was suddenly taken back into the body by Ling Tian after it rose to the limit position. Qi Sea vibrated and boiled under the blessing of the power of Sword Soul.

Ling Tian held the prison flame stick in his hand, and the soul of its inner device bounced out, moved towards that thunder jiao roar, and then Ling Tian suddenly blasted towards the sky stick!

"Mountain and river stick, clear sky!"

This is the Third Layer of the mountain and river stick, and Ling Tian has not been able to fully grasp it during practice.

But facing Yangling this blade, Ling Tian's heart boiled with pride, and he directly chose take out this Third Layer ultimate move!

Clear, clear sky.

This stick of Ling Tian, ​​with boundless storm power, one stick, seems to want to resist the entire sky.

Let the boundless black clouds on the Leifeng Peak be cleaned up directly!

bang!

Suddenly, the shadow of the stick collided with the Thunder Jiao, and the continuous sound of wind and thunder was violent, which resounded loudly in this world.

At my feet, it was originally a dilapidated Hundred Battle Tower, but this time it exploded completely, terrifying deep pits can be seen everywhere. The rocks splashed, forming a terrifying aftermath, turning into a blast, and sweeping away waves of madness.

In the squally wind, many spectators eyes slightly narrowed, their expressions are extremely shocking, deep in one's heart filled with panic.

terrifying!

too terrifying!

The rivalry between the two is so strong that it is shocking, and such a terrifying power can hardly be imagined to be displayed by the two college students.