Sword Master Ling Tian

Tianhe Mountain.

Ling Tian fell from the sky.

Step by step towards everyone.

The sound of dong dong's footsteps, although not heavy, seems to be on everyone's heart with every step.

Even when Ling Tian looked indifferently, they couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look at him.

The gaze was too sharp, it looked like a sharp sword pierced.

This is Jianyi!

Today, Ling Tian's sword intent has not dissipated.

There were only a handful of people who could face Ling Tian squarely.

"Where is the Ziyun Sect disciple?"

Ling Tian held the purple sword in his hand and said solemnly.

"Farewell to Elder Ling Tian!"

A group of Ziyun Sect Piquan and Cui Ti disciples, nearly a thousand people, all stepped forward and bowed to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's tyrannical combat power had already made them completely surrendered.

Even Xiao Chuchen of Baicao Peak couldn't afford to disdain Ling Tian at this time. Instead, he looked at Ling Tian with a pair of seductive eyes, hoping to get Ling Tian's attention.

This is the worship of the strong.

Ling Tian now has few rivals in the contemplation period. Given time, wouldn't the golden body be easy?

If such a genius can stay and fly with her, who would dare to despise her?

Xin Ziang, who had made her admire before, compared with Ling Tian at this time, was nothing but waste.

"Who is the person in charge?" Ling Tian asked indifferently, sweeping across the crowd.

Xin Ziang was taken aback and didn't answer immediately.

Xiao Chuchen stepped forward lightly and said softly, "Elder Qizi Ling, the person in charge is Elder Xinzi Angxin."

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"Okay..." Ling Tian glanced at Xin Ziang.

"From today, here, I will lead Ling Tian!"

"Ling Tian, ​​you!" Xin Zi'ang suddenly raised his head, his face sinking like water.

"Why, don't you agree?"

Ling Tian looked at it coldly, the momentum was like a sea, surging up.

"I...no objection!"

Xin Ziang couldn't resist the weather situation at all, so he took two steps back.

"Huh, that's good. Ziyunzong disciple, follow me up the mountain!"

After all, Ling Tian crossed the various sect disciples and walked to Tianhe Mountain.

Behind him, nearly a thousand disciples of Ziyun Sect followed up with raised eyebrows.

"There is Ling Tian in Lingnan, is there still a day in my generation?

Looking at Ling Tian's tall figure, Ji Lie sighed and left with the disciples of Yanjian Pavilion.

He understood that Ling Tian today was beyond their reach.

Lingnan is no longer able to accommodate Ling Tian.

Yunzhou is the stage for Ling Tianxia.

"Big Brother Ling Tian is so fierce today, so don't say hello to him!" Ye Baoer spit out a cute little tongue.

Xi Ruoxue rubbed Ye Bao'er's head and said, "No hurry, there are many opportunities. Let's go too..."

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Ling Tian listened to Xiao Chuchen's diligent report, and soon arrived at the resident on the hillside of Tianhe Mountain.

The Lingnan sects share a residential area, but on the top of the mountain, there is a gorgeous palace building, which is a top spiritual weapon of the Lingnan sect. It is the place where the sects lead the leaders to discuss matters.

Ling Tian glanced around and found that the palace was shining, and several figures were standing in front of the palace, as if waiting for something.

"I know the situation, you can go back and rest separately." After that, Ling Tian returned his sword into its sheath and walked towards the palace.

Xiao Chuchen nodded, "Disciples obey orders."

The disciples behind them all watched Ling Tian's back gradually disappear with envy, and sighed.

Mu Yunfeng's master Qin Han was seriously injured and returned to the sect. No one in Ziyun Sect had ever been to that palace, and Xin Ziang was only temporarily leading the Ziyun Sect disciples and was not qualified to go up.

Now that Ling Tian has returned, although he only has the cultivation base of Piquan, a battle tonight has allowed him to enter the palace.

Ling Tian walked on the stone steps step by step. From Xiao Chuchen's mouth, he already knew that Mu Yun Peak Master Qin Han was indeed seriously injured, and the replacement elder sent by Ziyun Sect has not yet arrived. Extremely long, this Tianhe Mountain is just one of the biggest battlefields. There are not many elders that Ziyun Sect can send.

As the leader of the Lingnan Sect, Ling Tian definitely would not agree that there is no Ziyun Sect in the palace.

He didn't care about the previous few days.

Now that he is here, he must take back the status and glory belonging to the Ziyun Sect.

Just thinking about it, Ling Tian had already reached the top of Tianhe Mountain.

A platform was opened up here, on which only the palace stood alone, without any decorations around it, and the palace was just piled up with black stones, surrounded by a shining array, which looked extremely solemn.

This palace was not artificially built, it was indeed somewhat similar to a cloud ship, and Ling Tian had never seen it before.

At this time, the figure before the original palace was gone, obviously waiting in the palace.

Ling Tian stepped forward and pushed in directly.

"Ziyunzong Lingtian, I have met several elders!"

As soon as he stepped into it, Ling Tian felt several divine thoughts approaching him. The strength of the divine thoughts was actually in the mid-stage of the soul.

"Humph"

With a soft snort, the scabbard in Ling Tian's hand shook, and the divine mind directly slammed up, and immediately shattered those few divine minds away.

Although his vitality is exhausted now, his divine consciousness is mellow, and he is not afraid of anyone here.

This shock was just taken as a dismissal of prestige, letting them understand that they are not something that everyone can handle at will.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be the elder Lingtian of Ziyunzong, please sit down, please!"

With a long laugh, above the main seat in the middle of the hall, an old man dressed in aqua gown with white temples stood up.

Ling Tian didn't know this person, but in terms of clothing, he knew that this person was an elder of Tianshuimen.

"Who is this?"

The old man said with his hand: "My dear, Zhao Li, the elder of the inner gate of Tianshuimen!"

"Ji Tie, the elder of the inner gate of the Flame Pavilion!"

"The elder of the inner door of the Luohua Sect, Bai Zhi."

"Elder Qing Muzong, Lin Sen."

"..."

On both sides of the main hall, the elders of the various sects all got up, there were as many as seven people.

"The younger generation has seen all the elders, Ling Tian came late, and the hospitality was insufficient, please Duo Haihan."

Ling Tian folded his hands, and then in the slightly surprised eyes of everyone, the sword lifted directly over the middle Tianshuimen elder Zhao Li and sat firmly on the main seat.

"you!"

Zhao Li was taken aback for a moment, turned around and looked at Ling Tian, ​​his expression unkind.

You know, these days, he has always been here for this position.

Zhao Lixiu has reached the late stage of Ning Po, and his combat power is the highest among all people. No one has ever raised any objection to this theme.

Now, this junior of Ziyun Sect, who has just come to take the lead, isn't he provocative?

"Elder Ling, you are in the wrong seat! This chair is the main seat!"

Ling Tian put down the purple sword, raised his eyes and smiled: "Yes, I know it's the theme, is there any problem?"

"Elder Zhao don't stand either, sit down and talk." Ling Tian pointed to the last chair on the left.

Ling Tian's tone clearly means that a superior is giving orders.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't think that you have some means and do whatever you want. You know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Zhao Li shouted angrily.

How could he sit down casually, if he did, where would he put his old face?

"No matter how high the sky is, you can leap. No matter how thick the ground is, it can be broken!" Ling Tian grabbed the purple sword again and said lightly: "Why, I think Elder Zhao meant that he was reluctant to let me take this position. ?"