Sword Master Ling Tian

Yun Yang's current combat power absolutely crushed all the current junior students who appeared.

At least for now.

However, Yun Yang didn't seem to be over yet.

I saw him drew another knife from behind.

The scabbard was covered with traces of sand and stone, full of vicissitudes of life.

"Originally, this knife was used by me to compete for the leader of the Dragon Gate.

However, it is still worth it to kill you. "

"Ling Tian, ​​my strength is far from your imagination!"

After all, Yun Yang pulled out the knife directly!

"Zheng!"

Above the blade, there was a buzzing and trembling.

Resounded throughout Yuelong Mountain.

On the blade, there is a fierce beast weapon soul condensed from yellow sand, which is more than seventy feet long, roaring up to the sky, and the figure is burly and hideous.

A deadly horrible aura spread from the blade, helping Yun Yang's combat power to soar again!

"This knife is so powerful! It's far surpassing a super-grade implement!"

"Yes, not only that, even an ordinary heavenly weapon is not as powerful as this sword!"

"At the very least, it is stronger than the Moon Shadow Condensed Light in Qin Mingyue's hands before, and they are all existences that are not recorded on the earth tool list!"

When everyone saw the knife Yun Yang took out, they exclaimed again.

This matchup was really exciting, and Yun Yang kept playing cards!

"Ling Tian, ​​this sword is called Wasted Remnant Chen. If you can get him, you still have to give it to you. Draw the sword, otherwise, you are definitely not my Yunyang's opponent!"

Yun Yang held the barren relict knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife pointed directly at Ling Tian.

For a while, that powerful aura and divine consciousness locked Ling Tian directly.

Under the sun in the sky, like invincible clouds, Ling Tian bent down there, looking extremely small.

"My God..."

Qin Shaoyang and others bit their lips tightly.

At this moment, they felt the power of Yun Yang and couldn't help but worry about Ling Tian.

"Oh, ha ha, ha ha ha..."

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian's head was drooping, and from beginning to end, he did not look at the soaring Yun Yang. It was a sneer.

That sneer was still dismissive.

Even today, Yun Yang has already caused Shen Tianlian on the high platform to look sideways.

But he Ling Tian doesn't care!

What about the skyrocketing strength?

How about the power of the U.S. dollar?

Barren dust?

What kind of rubbish!

Suddenly, Ling Tian's heart was filled with endless heroic spirit, and his blood was surging in his heart.

In this battle, he fought for himself and for all those who cared about him.

In this battle, he still won't lose!

The fighting intent to soar to the sky erupted on Ling Tian, ​​the Qi Sea was in the air, Daoji was suspended, and his vitality was still surging.

At this moment, Ling Tian urged the Taichu Jing to its extreme state.

The vitality coercion that Ling Tian had refined in the Four Elephant Pagoda for more than ten years broke out in an instant!

Behind, that Chongxiao sword soul broke out, the sword body hung upside down, the stars shining on it, powerful energy, pierced through the world!

Suddenly, it is close to the cultivation of Faxiang.

Its combat power is also comparable to the dollar god!

"How can this Ling Tian be possible! This breath is too strong!"

"Huh, it's amazing. It turns out that it's not just Yun Yang, but Ling Tian has hidden so deeply!"

"There are too many monsters among freshmen in this class! Moreover, these two people are still from Yunzhou. What's wrong with Yunzhou?!"

Everyone exclaimed as they watched Ling Tian who stood up and slowly floated up.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet, Ling Tian seems to be drawing his sword!"

At this time, someone screamed.

Everyone looked at it suddenly, and as expected, Ling Tian stretched out his hand behind his back and took out the scarlet scabbard he had been carrying on his back.

Holding on to the hilt of the sword, Ling Tian was full of sword intent and rushed straight into the sky.

Within its body, thousands of sword shadows burst out, encircling its scabbard.

Before the sword was out of its sheath, the terrifying sword intent swept away.

"Zheng!"

A clear sword sounded, and the next moment, a domineering, extremely dazzling sword light shone from the Yuelong platform!

The red firelight gleamed with thunder, like a scorching sun.

"Roar!"

A mighty sound of dragon chants resounded through Yuelong Mountain, and directly pushed back the momentum filled with the treasured sword in Yun Yang's hand.

I saw the soul of the fire-colored Thunder Dragon entwined on Ling Tian's sword body.

The soul of that instrument, letting it go soaring now, its figure directly soared to almost eighty zhang!

From a distance, it was as if a giant dragon was caught in Ling Tian's hands, which was extremely shocking!

No matter how strong Yun Yang is, now Ling Tian is not bad at all!

Even faintly stronger!

Ling Tian held the scarlet fire sword in his hand, with the soul of the sword behind his back, his eyes were invincible, and he looked at Yun Yang.

"This sword, named Leiming Lihuo, is a weapon connected with my heart and blood. Your barren remnant, what kind of rubbish, dare to be embarrassed in front of me?!"

The long sword pointed directly at Yun Yang, tyrantly to the extreme.

At this moment, the two people stand apart from each other, with imposing aura, confronting each other at the border, crackling.

And everyone looked at Ling Tian, ​​who was carrying the sword spirit behind his back and holding the scarlet sword in his hand, was already dumbfounded!

It is another extremely domineering sword!

Moreover, they had never heard of this sword weapon called Leiming Lihuo Sword.

Not only that, this sword seems to be stronger than the barren dust in Yun Yang's hands!

this is too scary.

They are all still warriors of the golden body realm, just all the weapons in their hands, that is to make most masters of the law, dare not make extravagant demands.

You know, the high-level heavenly artifacts like the Four Heavens Sword, its inner artifact soul, is only one hundred feet old!

For a time, the strength of the two broke out cards made the warriors onlookers dumbfounded.

"Haha, good, very good."

"You anger me, it will only make you die worse!"

Yun Yang clenched his teeth and didn't want to wait any longer. He directly carried the barren dust and carried the sky full of sword intent to kill.

Ling Tian was also unwilling to show weakness, and walked away with his sword, and slammed into Yun Yang's hot and terrifying aura.

When the aura of the two climbed to the peak, Ling Tian and Yun Yang disappeared into everyone's field of vision at the same time.

Bang!

The next moment, the two men shot each other in the center of the pit, and slammed into each other fiercely.

Ling Tian held the thunder away from the fire. At this moment, there was a thunderous sun and the moon between his hands, which slammed away in anger.

After being urged in the early days, the peak was full, comparable to the strength of the US dollar, the light of this sword was more powerful than before.

Click!

Jianmang cut out a rift in an instant with the sword in front of Yun Yang between raising his hand.

"dead!"

Yun Yang also yelled, and a sharp light from the sharp blade in his hand fell silently in front of Ling Tian.

Shoo!

In one breath, nine knives were split, and nine blades of light, like nine trowels of light, each time it was as fast as a shock, as fast as electricity.

But it also contains the meaning of surging and vast silence, and the power of a blow bursts out an astonishing breath.

Ling Tian's expression changed slightly, and he shot directly, and while waving his sword light, he took the nine palms one by one.

In the first round of competition, the two are still on a par!

"Hehe, it seems not enough!"

Yun Yang's long hair danced wildly, and he shouted wildly.

boom!

In an instant, the **** storm all over the body was sucked into Yun Yang's body.

At this moment, Yun Yang seemed to be wearing blood armor.

And this is not the point.

At this time, above the blade in Yun Yang's hand, the sword intent quickly condensed, and the power of the sword intent was skyrocketing!

As if at this moment, there is only this knife on the entire Yuelong Mountain, the blood blade of death!

"Hi, this... this is impossible, this is definitely not the pinnacle's sword intent!"

"Yes, Ling Tian's sword intent has reached its peak, and Yun Yang's one is even stronger!"

"Yes, momentum! It's sword momentum!"

"Yun Yang, in the realm of the golden body, he realized the power of the sword!"