Sword Master Ling Tian

"Ok!"

Tao Yaoyao nodded, knowing she couldn't convince Ling Tian.

Finally, when the spirit spring and blood were all exhausted, Ling Tian, ​​who persisted to the limit, did not wait to endure it, and fell asleep with a pale face.

Tao Yaoyao was taken aback, and hurriedly flew in, only to find that Ling Tian was only in a coma, which was relieved.

At this time, she found that the surface of Ling Tian's bare skin had begun to appear spotty steel white color, and it was still gradually spreading. Refining steel body is just around the corner...

At the end of the Hai era, when the gong sounded outside the wall, Tao Yaoyao quickly got up from the table and shot Ling Tian in the face.

"Hey, it hurts!"

Ling Tianru was struck by lightning and got up from the ground with a flutter. A hundred thousand sword shadows gathered automatically to wipe out the Taojing venom.

Scratching his face, Ling Tian grinned and said, "Yaoyao can't help but pierce her face next time. You make a bag like this, how can I meet people?"

"Cut, you'll be content if you can wake you up, and pick and choose..."

Tao Yaoyao rolled her eyes and got directly into the peach core.

"This girl..."

Ling Tian looked down at the walnut on his chest, shrugged and got up.

"Uh..."

The five-blooded golden body decided silently in his heart, within the meridians, the vitality trembled, and the surface of Ling Tian began to condense into a light steel white halo.

The vitality dissipated, and the steel white halo disappeared, but when you look closely, you can still see the steel white iron color on the surface of the skin. Ling Tian clearly felt that his muscles and muscles were much tougher than before. The blood is vigorous and full of pure power.

With a fist, there is a thousand gold weight, enough to crack iron and gravel!

"So strong!"

This is really a surprise.

This kind of pure power is fundamentally different from the transformation of vitality. Nowadays, most martial artists use their vitality to perform martial arts and transform them into energy, and vitality travels through the meridians.

But the power he felt at this time was the force generated by the vigorous blood, surging in the blood vessels.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian suddenly thought that perhaps the reason why the barbarians' combat power is strong is because of their strong energy and blood. Although they rarely practice the corresponding martial arts, they are still equal martial artists and cannot be matched.

Although different, Ling Tian felt that this power should not be underestimated.

If it is slowly cultivated, it can definitely be used as a killer, supplemented by a rock-like body. By then, even if it encounters a powerful barbarian, Ling Tian can contend with it without vitality.

"Ok?"

As he was thinking, Ling Tian suddenly felt a little hot and itchy inside his arm. He raised his hand and found that the golden mark that had been hidden inside the arm was surging and emitting heat and gleaming with a faint stream of light.

Ling Tian let out a suspicion. For several months, Jin Yin always showed his sense of existence from time to time, but every time, it was under unusual circumstances.

But this time, it seemed a little abrupt.

Therefore, Ling Tian couldn't help but reached out and touched it.

"Om!"

The golden mark suddenly shook, and a light and shadow rushed into Ling Tian's mind.

"You Longquan!"

This time, these lights, shadows and words turned out to be Dragon Fist!

When Ling Tian fought Ao Jie desperately at the foot of Tianhe Mountain, the Golden Seal once led Ling Tian to perform a stroke of Dragon Fist, but that Dragon Fist just flashed in Ling Tian’s mind and did not leave it. Under traces.

Even after Ling Tian wanted to cultivate, he couldn't.

Now, this dragon fist has appeared again, and it is extremely detailed!

Ling Tian swept across Youlongquan's fist sheet, and he was even more surprised.

This dragon fist is extremely exquisite, and its rank is as high as the top grade of spirit rank!

Thinking of this, Ling Tian tried to cover it with a sword shadow, but he suddenly discovered that the sword shadow, who was always invincible, couldn't get close to the golden mark at all!

The strong repulsion produced by this imprint made a hundred thousand sword shadows powerless.

You Longquan didn't respond at all and couldn't upgrade his grade.

"It seems that this golden mark is indeed extraordinary!"

Depressing the thoughts in his heart, Ling Tian kept the Youlongquan book in his mind firmly. He found that this Youlongquan was originally not driven by vitality to stimulate energy, but driven by the power of qi and blood. Extremely rare pure physical martial arts!

At this time, Ling Tian finally understood that it must be his physical toughness that had reached a certain standard before allowing the Dragon Fist recorded on the golden seal to automatically emerge.

"It's not the time to practice Dragon Fist..."

Ling Tian picked up the dragon-patterned jersey and put it on his body, and looked at the time.

"It's time to go to the hidden knife door..."

Today is the last day for the sect master of the Dark Blade to get rid of the cold blood poison...

......

Hidden knife door.

The five hall masters Dead, Du, Xiu, Injury, and Shocked, and Yin Biluo stood in front of the bed of burning crystals, watching Ling Tian wash their hands intently.

"Ling Tian, ​​my master... can he wake up today?"

Looking at Ling Tian's casual appearance, Yin Biluo couldn't help asking.

Drying his hands with a white towel, Ling Tian shook his head: "I'm not sure, but the last blood poison of the sect master is all deposited in the seven orifices of the heart. This cold blood poison is also the most vicious place. I am sure. All the toxins are forced out, logically, the master should be able to wake up..."

"Oh, all right...'

Yin Biluo folded her hands together and stepped aside to pray silently.

The five hall masters behind him also glanced at each other, feeling anxious.

"puff!"

Ling Tian stretched out his right hand, above his five fingers, Jin Fenglei twisted violently.

The intensity is the strongest in a few days.

Ling Tian gritted his teeth and suddenly clicked, pressing directly on the bare chest of the master of the hidden knife door.

"Uh...."

Suddenly, the master of the hidden knife door trembled, and a black blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

The five hall masters were shocked and they were about to step forward.

"Slow! You don't move, I will bear all the consequences alone! But if you act rashly, the life of the master is in your hands and it has nothing to do with me!"

Ling Tian raised his left hand, an awe-inspiring aura filled his whole body.

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Let the very hall master sit for a while and dare not move.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Ling Tian retracted all his spiritual thoughts, his eyes closed slightly, and the one hundred thousand sword shadows he controlled went deep into the flesh and blood of the master of the Dark Sword Sect, and rushed towards his heart.

It was pitch black, like frozen coal.

At this time, the heart of the sect master of the hidden knife door was terrible.

If it hadn't been for the physical body of the Great Master of the Dharma Phase Realm that had already faded away, the hearts of ordinary people would have been destroyed long ago.

One hundred thousand sword shadows under the package of Jinfenglei are like diligent scavengers, washing the ground with blood poison little by little.

"Uh..."

One hundred thousand small swords scratched and burned the heart, so painful, one can imagine that the master of the dark knife door was also in a coma at this time, groaning in pain.

Yin Biluo and the others heard it, their faces pale, and they couldn't bear to look any more and turned their heads away.