Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

"Hmph, a brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth." Huang Yisheng snorted coldly, waved his hand like a palm slap, and said, "Xuantian Palm!"

The runes flickered, and as he stretched out his right hand, a huge palm quickly emerged and pressed towards Lin Tian.

hum!

In the void, there was a muffled sound.

The runes intertwined and turned into huge golden palms, just like the giant hands of the sky.

As the most powerful successor disciple among the crowd, only a few of his peers can stand against him.

And Lin Tian is just an inner disciple who has just started.

Although they have excellent talents, there is a big difference in strength between the two.

Who is strong or weak is clear at a glance.

On the playing field, a spiritual light emerged, and the runes all over the sky were intertwined and messy.

For the competition between the two, the Holy Master of Wuling and some elders who have not shown their faces all year round.

Everyone is looking forward to it, but also a little regretful.

After all, if there are no major problems at this station, it is almost a certainty.

In the face of it, it is definitely strength, not skill and wisdom, which can be easily resisted.

"Good come!"

Lin Tian looked at the big hands like the sky, not a trace of fear, but a little excited.

Swinging the sword head-on, he didn't care whether he could or not, and took it safe and sound.

"Junior Brother Lin Tian is only in the spiritual state, so it is impossible to compete with Senior Brother Huang. After all, Senior Brother Huang has the Godly Body of a War Madman..."

"This stop must be... what... what!"

The disciples who were watching the battle shook their heads and lamented Lin Tian's courage.

A jaw-dropping scene suddenly appeared on the field.

The next moment, the blue light pierced through with a sword, holding up the giant palm of the sky.

Thousands of blades of light quickly tore up the remaining rune imprints in the void space.

Huang Yisheng's body trembled, even though he was carrying a powerful physical body, he felt a little numb.

On the other hand, Lin Tian, ​​holding a seven-foot sword in his hand and wearing a light black Tsing Yi, looks like a god of war, pointing his sword at the enemy, standing still.

The look on his face was confident and powerful.

"how is this possible?!"

"Lin Tian, ​​to be so strong..."

Many young men and women showed strange expressions.

There is admiration, shock, surprise and disbelief.

Lin Tian's strength was somewhat beyond their expectations, even the elders sitting on the stage.

There was also a flash of surprise in the calm eyes.

With one palm and one sword, the two are evenly divided, regardless of the outcome.

But no matter how you look at it, Huang Yisheng was a little bit behind.

"Lin Tian's strength is only at the Spiritual God Realm, and he can actually block Huang Yisheng at the Soul Sea Realm?"

Facing the current situation, Elder Bai, who is Lin Tian's master, frowned, "Maybe Lin Tian is hiding his own strength..."

"Good boy, come again. Let's see how long you can last." Huang Yisheng tightened his palms to relieve himself, his eyes froze, as if he was about to spew out anger.

In an instant, a treasured sword appeared in his hand, and thousands of people flew towards Lin Tian through the sharp cold light.

"Blue Sword Dance~"

"Hehehe, useless Senior Brother Huang."

Looking at Senior Brother Huang who was already angry, a hint of joking and chuckle flashed in Lin Tian's eyes.

Waving the sword in his hand again, he went head-on.

As if he didn't care, Huang Yisheng, who had gone all out, was not afraid to show his powerful soul sea realm.

It took less than ten moves for the sword light to dissipate.

There was only one standing figure left on the field.

Lin Tian, ​​who was dressed in green, had only a few corners of his clothes on his whole body, except for slight damage, the other parts were intact.

On the other hand, Huang Yisheng, who possessed the strength of the Soul Sea Realm, was lying on the ground with sword marks all over his body.

"Win, Lin Tian actually won against Brother Huang, who is at the peak Soul Sea Realm!"

"Junior brother Lin Tian's strength is too powerful!!"

The rest of the disciples outside the arena were amazed after they came back to their senses.

To be able to confront and defeat Senior Brother Huang with a level of cultivation lower than one level, this strength and talent is not easy~

At this time, a man who was not angry and proud came out from the elders' seats. He was Wu Yunling, the Lord of the Holy Land.

A super expert whose strength has reached the pinnacle of great energy.

As soon as he appeared, all the disciples and elders fell silent.

"Very good. Everyone must have seen the performance of the two successor disciples. As for the final candidate for the position of Holy Son, then I won't say much."

"I declare that Lin Tian will be the Holy Son of Wuling Holy Land..."

Just as he was about to announce the position of the Holy Son, a voice suddenly came.

"That Martial Lord, Su has something to say~"

After hearing the voice behind him and knowing who it was, Wu Yunling turned around with some doubts and looked at that person.

"Master Su, what do you want to say?"

In his tone, he didn't take his identity seriously, but asked him with an equal attitude.

Even flattering.

The rest of the elders, after hearing the sound and seeing that it was Su Yi's voice, those who knew looked sideways at each other, but those who didn't know whispered to their colleagues on the side.

I want to know the identity of the young man sitting next to the Holy Master and sitting side by side with the Holy Maiden.

Su Yi stood up, glanced casually at the two people who were still on the stage and said, "That's right, what I want to say is that there may be some problems with the ranking of the Holy Son."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in both the elders' seat and the disciples' seats below.

What!Is there a problem with the Holy Son's competition?This is impossible, right?

And that boy is... a few days ago, a distinguished guest who came to the Holy Land, a mysterious boy who was entertained by the Holy Lord? !

Although in the impression of these disciples, they have only met once or twice, and some have never met at all.

But if you can't stand your own teacher or master, remind one or two in your ear, don't provoke others.

"What's the problem? Mr. Su."

Hearing what Su Yi said, Wu Yunling, the Lord of the Holy Land, couldn't help frowning slightly and thinking.

Among the strong people present, except for a few elders who entered the retreat, almost all the strong people in the Holy Land came to the scene.

If something is really wrong, it is impossible not to be discovered.

At the same time, Lin Tian, ​​who was standing below, felt his heart tighten when he heard what Su Yi said.

Obviously, he himself knew whether there was a problem with this game.

However, he still had a sense of luck in his heart. His master's strength, but the existence of Shattered Void, should not be exposed in the Holy Land without Saint Realm.

That's right, it's a bit embarrassing that there are no saintly people in such a large holy land religious system.

And all of this is also the information obtained by Lin Tian's master through his own soul power.

"Hehehe, the problem is that in the match just now, there was a huge difference in the strength of one side."

"This disciple named Lin Tian, ​​there may be no problem with his cultivation performance just now. But in terms of the soul power in his body, there is a different scene, as if someone participated in the battle for him."

Looking at Lin Tian who was still pretending to be calm and puzzled on the stage, Su Yi chuckled and pointed out the secret in his heart.

After listening to Su Yi's words, no matter it was the Holy Master, the elders, or the disciples outside the venue, all of them stared at each other with wide eyes.