Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

Split Heaven Sword Sect.
Two figures stood in mid-air.
One of them was surrounded by countless golden sword discs swirling, and the sharpness was unmatched.
The other’s sword intent drifted out of the dust, with an air of absolute annihilation.
“Kill!”
The figure surrounded by golden sword light let out a low sigh and cut out a brilliant golden sword light.
This sword light seemed to touch a trace of the mighty power of the Dao, and with the horror of cutting everything, it was fiercely cut down.
Not to be outdone, the other pointed out a sword.
“Qinglian Sword Song!”
Suddenly, countless green lotuses seemed to bloom in the void.
Every petal on each green lotus was like a sword, and in an instant, endless sword rays shot out in all directions, colliding with the brilliant golden sword light, emitting a dense and terrible sonorous sound.
The wanton sword light almost turned the void into a sieve, and the earth under the two people was even more severed into shocking sword marks.
The onlookers retreated and retreated, and their faces all showed a shocked and moving color.
Finally, the collision was over.
In the end, it was the golden sword light that was even better, suppressing countless sword lotuses, and the latter retreated unwillingly.
“In this battle, Xiao He won!”
An indifferent old man with a white beard and fluttering hair stepped out and announced.
The golden sword light dissipated, revealing a young swordsman with eyebrows like a sword and a sharp edge.
The young swordsman saluted the other pale, handsome young man, “Master Ling, I have given in.” Your talent is still above me, and if you suffer losses, you will suffer losses in cultivation, and if you are given another year and a half, I may not be your opponent. ”
The handsome young man barely squeezed out a smile and said, “Brother Xiao He is too famous.” ”
At the bottom, the disciples of the Split Heaven Sword Sect were talking about it.
“Brother Xiao He is really too strong, the golden sword intention can be cultivated by him to such a realm, and the lethality far exceeds that of many high-grade sword intentions, and even can be compared to the best!”
“You know what, Master Xiao He’s Golden Breath Sword Intention has long been complete, and now it has touched the edge of the Upanishads, and the sword intention has a hint of the meaning of cutting all things, and the lethality is extremely terrifying!”
“No wonder the boss always said that Master Xiao He may not be the most talented person in our Heaven Splitting Sword Sect in the past few thousand years, but it is definitely the purest sword cultivation, and the future achievements are unlimited.”
“I want to say that Master Xiao He’s strength is much stronger than that of Zhuo Tianyi, who ranks more than thirty on the Divine Phase List, why is the name of Xiao Jianjun his Zhuo Tianyi?”
“At this martial arts tea party, Brother Xiao will make a name for himself!”
“Then again, the Ling Heavenly Domain from this southern realm is also quite terrifying, it’s only been less than a year, and Xiu Wei has directly soared from the Divine Phase Triple to the Divine Phase Sevenfold, and even being able to fight with Master Xiao He back and forth, which is really perverted enough.”
“After all, it was a genius who adhered to most of the luck of a small domain, and the few people who came to Zhongzhou from the southern region were not bad.” In particular, the person who was taken away by the Imperial Pole Holy Land was carrying the blood of the Emperor, and it was said that he now had the combat power of the Divine Match List Genius! ”
“The more the emperor’s bloodline goes back, the more brilliant it is, if you can exert the power of the bloodline to the extreme, it is difficult for ordinary people to compete with it, after all, people are standing on the shoulders of giants.”
During the discussion, the white-bearded old man at the top said, “This Zhongzhou Martial Arts Tea Party, Ling Tianyu, you will go with Xiao He.” Although this year’s martial arts tea party may be difficult for you to show your head, it can also increase your horizons and experience. ”
“Yes.”
Ling Tianyu nodded respectfully.
The white-bearded old man set his eyes on Xiao He again, with some relief and expectation in his eyes.
“This martial arts tea party is to win a piece of luck for yourself.”
A little more luck, he will have one more point of protection when he embarks on the road to fight for the king one day…”
“The disciple will go all out!”
Xiao He responded with a deep voice, and a powerful sword qi and battle will immediately rose up in his chest, which made people look sideways.
Nearby, Ling Tianyu watched coldly, with a little reluctance on his face.
It has been almost a year since he came to Zhongzhou, and although Ling Tianyu’s strength has improved by leaps and bounds, there is still a certain gap compared with the top genius born and raised in Zhongzhou.
“No problem, with my qualifications, catching up with Xiao He within two years is an easy task.” The Split Heaven Sword Sect was nothing more than the Sanpin Sect Gate in Zhongzhou, similar to the Xuanyu Sacred Land. My real opponents, in the final analysis, are still the descendants of the Holy Land of two or even one product.
Achieving the kingdom is not an overnight thing, the first to embark on the road to the king may not have an advantage, wait for me to come later, to be the real protagonist of this life! ”
Ling Tianyu thought darkly in his heart, and at the same time, his thoughts drifted into the distance.
“I don’t know how strong Ji Lingsheng is now, and… That person! ”
Ling Tianyu flashed a figure with an outstanding style in his mind, and looking back now, his heart still couldn’t stop trembling slightly.
That one, the terrible man who had brought all the endless nightmares of the Southern Heavenly Pride.
….
“Imperial Pole Amazing!”
A tall young man slowly punched out a punch, and in the fist technique, many mysteries flowed, and the Heaven and Earth Avenue seemed to applaud it.
Those who fought with it shattered their momentum, let out a muffled hum, and flew back in defeat.
“Concession.”
The tall youth lightly closed his fist, and the divine light around him flowed, and The Mysteries were self-generating, like gods.
“The Third Son was defeated?!”
“In less than a year, from the Divine Phase Triple to the Divine Phase Tenfold, even the Third Divine Son was defeated in his hands, and this Ji Lingsheng was inevitably too strong!”
“The Imperial Realm Bloodline on Ji Lingsheng’s body is really too powerful and brilliant, and after leaving the Southern Realm, the bloodline shackles were completely broken, and it was simply soaring into the sky.”
“I don’t think it will be long before even the Second Son can’t hold him down!”
In the Imperial Pole Holy Land, an elderly man dressed in a noble robe looked at Ji Lingsheng with a look of amazement and couldn’t help but praise: “The imperial bloodline on your body complements the inheritance of my Imperial Pole Holy Land.”
This martial arts tea party, the re-ranking of the gods will have a place for you. ”
Nearby, a young man with a strong breath and a full heavenly court heard the old man’s evaluation, and looked at Ji Lingsheng with some jealousy, secretly frightened.
This boy from the Southern Realm was really too evil, and when he first entered the Imperial Pole Holy Land, he was cultivated as a Mo Shuo Saint Son-level figure, and he was not even as good as a core disciple.
But in just over half a year, he climbed to the position of the Third Son.
The First Divine Son had already embarked on the road of fighting for the king, and he was alone, and he really didn’t know how long he could suppress this person.
Ji Lingsheng sensed the gaze of the Second Saint Son of the Imperial Pole Holy Land and did not pay any attention to it.
To him, the Imperial Pole Holy Land was just a caravanserai, and even the First Holy Son who had already embarked on the road to the throne, he did not pay any attention to it.
Because he had the confidence to quickly surpass it, he was the one destined to become king.
For the time being, there was only one real opponent in his mind.
Ji Lingsheng’s gaze turned to the high sky, and a figure flashed in his mind.
“The emperor’s bloodline is not enough, I respect my bloodline!”
The words that once were still ringing in the ears are still ringing in the ears.
“You’re right, the emperor’s bloodline is insignificant. The royal bloodline is just a standing arm on my way forward, not my dependence. ”
Ji Lingsheng whispered to himself:
“This martial arts tea party, you will definitely go.”
This time, I should defeat you completely, use you as a stepping stone, break the shackles of the bloodline, and achieve the true solipsism! ”
In Ji Lingsheng’s eyes, the essence sparkled.