Sword Master Ling Tian

"Falling?"

Ling Tian was taken aback, staring at Manager Xiao with difficulty, but seeing him nodded heavily, without any intention of changing his words, there was an inexplicable tingling in his heart.

"Uncle Lin, is dead?"

For a while, Ling Tian only felt that he could not breathe well, and his feet shook as if he had been pressed against a big rock, out of breath.

Sitting depressed on the chair, Ling Tianzu was stunned for tea time.

"Crack!"

With a blast, the chair was directly shattered by Ling Tian's palm by the purple fire, and the pieces of wood were everywhere, and it was instantly burned out by the purple fire.

"How could Uncle Lin die?!"

Ling Tian kept shaking his head, tears in his eyes, scenes from the past, appearing in his heart.

"I don’t know what my nephew’s fire is, but I’m sure you have a good refining talent! However, I can’t be your master!"

"Remember, at this outer door, although my Qianlian line does not cause trouble, I am never afraid of it! With me, I will not wrong you. If I am unhelpful, I will be backed by my master!"

"This imitation of Qianye crossbow, you take self-defense!"

Gentle smile, selfless concern.

In Ling Tian's heart, Lin Shan was even more important than Master Liu Qianlian.

That was the first person he had given him selfless help except Liu Yiyi in Ziyun Sect.

Although he did not worship Lin Shan as his teacher, Ling Tian had already regarded Lin Shan as his master.

Be a teacher for one day, and be a father for life.

Scenes flickered in Ling Tian's mind and played back, as if everything was in front of him, but that person no longer appeared in his own world.

There are many things in the world, and they will never come again when they pass away. When you are the weakest and have no support, the person standing next to you is irreplaceable.

Fall?

Whoever makes you fall, I will make him pay thousands of times!

Ling Tian's nails were deeply embedded in his palms, his teeth squeaked.

"Barbarian, Demon Sect? Who was the one who killed my Uncle Lin?!"

Ling Tian's eyes were blood red, and he roared furiously.

Ling Tian's head was full of black hair and windless, with a cloak behind him, agitated by his vitality, grinning, on his arms, the purple Tinghuo rose, like Ling Tian's anger, wanting to burn everything.

Those cold eyes were full of murderous intent, even Xiao Guanshi did not dare to look at Ling Tian.

The whole room seemed to be ignited by anger, and the evil spirit could not be concealed and spread wantonly.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura of Ling Tian, ​​Guan Shi was shocked in his heart, and sighed that Ling Tian's aura was even more tyrannical than before when there was no return.

So he also hurriedly said: "The ambushers of the Ziyun Sect are the leader of the Barbarian Huihu tribe Scarlet Blood, Situ Fan of the Thousand Demon Sect, and Li Wuxin of the Tiansha Sect!"

"They are all powerful souls, and the leader of the Ziyun Sect is Peak Master Mu Yun. Now he is also seriously injured and almost died!"

Hearing this, Ling Tian's eyes condensed, and at first glance, the blood glow in his eyes was even better, as if he had eaten people.

"Red Blood, Situ Fan, Li Wuxin!? Good, good!"

Ling Tian's voice was calm, without ups and downs, but it made Guanshi Xiao's hair terrifying, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Yes! It's the three of them!"

Xiao Guanshi's voice fell, and Ling Tian directly took a palm.

With a bang, a black stone table beside him turned into a pile of dust, drifting away in the wind.

Ling Yun and the others, who were picking up the baby on the first floor, also felt the entire pavilion trembling, and the spreading evil spirit.

Looking at each other, knowing that something is wrong!

"People can't come back to life after death. Elder Ling has changed in mourning. The enemy is now in great power. I know you are eager for revenge, but still..."

Hearing Guan Shi’s words of persuasion, Ling Tian suddenly looked at him, staring at him and said: "Sorrow and change, the enemy is strong? I don’t care whether he is a barbarian or a demon, and whether he is a soul or a golden body. Revenge for my Uncle Lin!"

"They must all die!"

With murderous aura, Xiao Guanshi was also completely cold when he heard the words, as if his soul was frozen by Ling Tian's eyes, and his heart trembled.

From Ling Tian's body, he found something different from the past. That is **** air.

Only a person whose hands are full of blood can have such a terrifying breath.

How many people did this guy kill?

"Xiao's failure to say something, it's no wonder Elder Ling." Guan Shi quickly handed over, "Xiao absolutely supports Elder Ling, if necessary, he will definitely do his best..."

Ling Tian closed his eyes tightly, his whole body trembled, but after a while, he was abruptly suppressed.

"A momentary miss and ruined Yunding's room." Ling Tian took a deep breath and slowly said: "Xiao is in charge, Ling Tian has something to ask for."

"Elder Ling can't help but ask, don't hesitate to say if you have any requirements!" Xiao Guanshi repeatedly said.

"I need a cloud ship!"

......

The stars and the moon are beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy tale, and the deep night sea is still quiet. The night sky at this time, like a beautiful woman, covered with a black veil, revealing only the bright starry eyes.

And the bright stream of light was like tears dripping from a woman's cheeks.

e. First ZD issue

An eight-winged cloud ship traverses the long sky.

The copper cauldron, burning incense misty, faint, circulates slowly in the quiet room, deep and peaceful.

However, in this quiet room, there was only a simple futon. On the futon, a young man in white was sitting peacefully, his face was as calm as a lake, and the whole person was sitting on a dead tree without moving.

However, in the dantian of the white-clothed youth, the turbid waves were already emptying out, and the stormy waves roared.

The viscous vitality was twisted wildly and vigorously, forming nine vortices, and under the vortex, a group of seven-color vitality qi condensed into a halo. The whirlpool rotates, and the whale swallows generally absorbs the Qi of the seven-color halo of the original spirit, countering its own body.

And within the bloodline, it is also like a long river rushing, rolling endlessly, and the anger in the chest is also in the sitting body, surging and uncontrollable.

Above the dantian, the whirlpool's spiritual energy is already about to break through the space, and the boundless fire of anger will burn the sky into ashes, with killing intent, freezing the whirlpool and surging, and it is always unstable.

Had it not been for Ling Tian to forcefully display the Supreme Beginning Sutra, the vortex would have already collapsed.

"Uncle Lin, I will avenge this grudge against Tian Ling!"

Ling Tian made a low sip in his mouth and formed a seal in his hand. At the beginning, the nine great vortexes in the dantian were violently rotated, and the seven-color air mass was swallowed instantly, and the whole collapsed.

And above the vortex, the nine pillars of vitality blew upwards, madly blasting towards that high.

At this moment, a huge vortex was formed around the entire cloud ship. In the sky, countless primordial qi was attracted, like a thousand rays of light, a bright moon in the night sky.

Mu Tiezhu and the others walked out of the cabin in astonishment, raised their hands and looked at the top loft. Seeing that the light inside was as bright as day, they were shocked in their hearts.

Such a momentum is really terrifying!

"boom!"

The barriers of the intangible barriers were in the form of vain, and they broke through in one fell swoop.

The aura of all kinds of spirits falls like rain, nourishing the sea of ​​qi.

The nine vortexes also rose suddenly.

The power of twisting is better than before!

The peak of Piquan mid-term!