Sword Master Ling Tian

嚓...

But at the last moment, Ling Tian still maintained his balance, the Qing Lei Sword burst into the ring, tearing a deep gully to dissolve the ferocious strength.

In the end, when Du Fei's figure stopped, Ling Tian also slid to the edge of the ring.

Ling Tian at this time.

Broken clothes, **** body!

But after all, it didn't fall...

Wow!

The audience was silent for a while, and then there was a loud noise. Everyone looked at the two standing figures on the stage in astonishment.

Although the situation was still that Du Fei strongly suppressed Ling Tian, ​​this punch that seemed to be able to kill Ling Tian didn't even knock down the opponent.

After one move, Du Fei had already lost!

If Ling Tian's 28 consecutive victories before Ling Tian were lucky, then this battle was a real miracle.

Ling Tian's thunder sword was actually able to withstand the blow of the disciple Piquan, so powerful!

"Under what circumstances, this Ling Tian's sword seems to be rushing to thunder and slashing. Why is it so powerful that it can shake Du Fei back?" Mu Yunfeng's main fox asked.

"This, this is impossible!" Zhong Changkong was also dumbfounded. He knew Du Fei's strength. Ling Tian couldn't take this trick anyway!

Liu Qianlian couldn't help feeling happy, and laughed loudly: "Wonderful! That sword should be a high-grade thunder sword of the Profound Rank, and it can at least add a lot of skill! This is a great talent!"

"What!? Profound rank high-grade sword?"

Behind Liu Qianlian, a kind of disciple was shocked. They knew what the Xuan Tier high-grade sword meant, even the inner door was a rare treasure, and this outer disciple Ling Tian had one!

Lin Yanyan was even more suspicious, thinking that Dad didn't mean that Ling Tian was once a sword slave. Then where did this sword come from?

Hu Bufan loosened his big hand in his sleeve, nodded and smiled: "It was beyond my expectation..."

"I declare that this challenge, Ling Tiansheng!"

As Hu Bufan's voice fell, Ling Tian's body shook again, as if all his vigor was consumed.

"I said, whether I enter the inner door or not, what you said does not count!"

Ling Tian threw a word and jumped off the tenth ring and walked to the highest first ring.

Originally I didn't want to fight, but if people send the first place to the front, then I can't do it.

Du Fei's face was pale and gloomy to the extreme. Although there was not much discussion about him in the entire martial arts field, his extremely sensitive heart could feel the ridicule and contempt in everyone's eyes.

No revenge!

n`(

He actually lost to a waste sword slave!

How can I bear it!

Ling Tian, ​​you wait for me!

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Lin Shan helped Ling Tian to the first ring, and when he touched Ling Tian's body, Lin Shan's heart sank.

The punch just now severely injured Ling Tian.

At this time, the airflow in Ling Tian's body was violent and messy, the meridians and the five internal organs were damaged, the skin and flesh of the trauma were torn, and the blood flow continued.

Ling Tian was able to insist that he never fell down, making Lin Shan brazen in his heart.

"Ling Tian, ​​this is Jinchuangdan, a second-grade pill, which can relieve your injury a little..."

Ling Tian grinned and hissed, took the Jin Chuang Pill and swallowed it directly into his abdomen, and then tremblingly asked, "Brother Lin, do you still have Cui Ti Pill?"

"Cui Ti Pill? Yes, how much do you want!"

"Give me as many as you want!"

"Great!"

Although Lin Shan didn't know what Ling Tian wanted Cui Ti Pill at this time, he still took out fifty Cui Ti Pills and gave them to Ling Tian.

Not much to say, Ling Tian grabbed the quintessence pill and ate it all in.

This move scared Lin Shan a lot.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are crazy! Swallow fifty pure body pills in one breath. Are you not afraid of body explosions or erysipelas?"

However, Ling Tian no longer had the strength to answer. He could feel that the film that had been blocking the eightfold peak of the sui body had loosened.

Can you advance to Nine Levels in one fell swoop, once again!

On the high stage, Hu Bufan heard the voice transmission of Sect Master Bai Feiyun, opened his mouth to say something, but finally nodded, turned around and led the Qifeng people from the inner gate to fly down to the martial arts field, singing loudly.

"This is the end of the Outer Sect Competition. If the ten disciples awaken the spirit of Wuhun through the Wuhun Tower, they will be the pillars of my Ziyun Sect!"

Hu Bufan's sleeves danced, and the Wuhun Tower that he was dragging in his hands immediately flew out, and it instantly rose to more than ten meters in size, floating above the open space in the center of the martial arts arena.

"Leng Nan, you come first!"

Leng Nan is just the outer disciple sitting on the second ring, with the nine-fold cultivation base of the pure body, with strong strength. At this time, he also suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were suspicious.

Behind him, Liu Qianlian also froze, and blurted out, "Elder Hu, this test of Martial Spirit should start with Ling Tianxian according to the rules, he is the number one in this competition!"

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