Sword Master Ling Tian

However, just before the smoke and dust had dissipated, a stream of light flashed above the ring. Before everyone could see it clearly, they heard the sound of several gold and stone clashes, which continued to explode.

And around Ling Tian's figure, there was a series of vitality fluctuations and shining flames.

"Wen Jin took the lead again, what martial skill is this?"

"What a fast speed, this should be Wen Jin's killer!"

In an instant, in the gradually clear smoke, everyone saw two lights and shadows, intertwined at extreme speed. Although there was no huge martial skill, the terrifying sound was still extremely shocking.

Even among them, there are sullen shouts from time to time, but I can't tell who it is.

On the cliff, Wang Zhong saw him and straightened his back, staring at the battlefield below.

"Haha, it's not over yet!"

However, his voice fell, and the tumbling vitality on the ring gradually dissipated. People were proud to see everything on the ring this time.

At this moment, on the ring, Ling Tian's figures were intertwined, and another round of battle was frozen.

However, everyone suddenly discovered that on Ling Tianzhou's armor, the vitality was shaking, and the ripples were still not calmed down, but his hands were tightly holding two sticks, and the other end was Wen Jin!

Wen Jin's second round of attacks still failed to help Ling Tian!

Moreover, Ling Tian grabbed the weapon and got stuck!

"No, it's impossible!"

Wen Jian's weapons were restrained, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Tian's silver armor.

With the momentum of thunder, he launched a surprise attack, fast, and close combat. This is the assassin he has hidden for many years, but it is the martial art inherited from the family and acquired from the Yanzhou border.

Few people can handle it suddenly.

However, even though Ling Tian was hit with several sticks, because of his strong vitality and armor protection, he was able to bear them all!

At this time, he also suddenly discovered that Ling Tian's vitality was so powerful!

It's too thick!

What was even more terrifying was that after Ling Tian had endured several times with his own sticks, he directly restrained the weapon, the speed was faster than himself.

This looks more like Ling Tian taking the initiative to test his strength!

Thinking carefully, he was extremely frightened, Wen Jin's hands shook violently, and he directly opened Ling Tian's hands and flew away with a stick.

"Hehe, this attack is not enough!"

Ling Tian shook his palm and said with a smile.

"Hmph, please don't be too early, this is just the beginning!"

Wen Ji's face was completely gone from the previous contempt. Although he didn't use all his combat power, Ling Tian didn't have it either!

This is an opponent no less than Yang Ling.

"Oh? Start? But I don't want to waste any more time, it's time to end!"

Ling Tian shook his wrist and said with a smile.

He took the lead in Wenjian's two attempts to determine the opponent's strength.

It's really bad, it's really boring to play anymore.

When the voice fell, Ling Tian didn't wait for Wen Jian to sneer, and then sneered. In the sea of ​​qi in his body, the vortex violently swirled, endless vitality poured into his hands, and in that moment, his hands were blue and dazzling.

In the next moment, Ling Tian was on the side of the ring, shouting loudly, throwing out both fists, directly blasting out three shadows of fists.

The fist shadows merged halfway, condensed into a five-hundred-zhang azure fist shadow, swept away towards that Wenjian with the momentum of smashing mountains and rivers!

Qijuequan triple, destroy the mountains and rivers!

Qijuequan is threefold, with great energy, wherever it passes, the ring is broken and the bricks fly horizontally.

From the second floor downwards, the entire arena without formation protection was all shattered.

If it weren't for the Pagoda of Hundred Battles as a whole, there are still formations to protect it in other areas, and Ling Tian's punch might destroy the entire Pagoda of Hundred Battles!

This punch has a powerful momentum that sweeps the mountains and rivers, and when it strikes, it makes everyone on Yinleifeng change their colors!

"How is it possible, the third weight of Qijuequan!"

Among them, the most surprising was that Su Mo who handed over the Qi Jue Fist Sheet to Ling Tian!

Others may not know it, but she gave Ling Tian only two months ago.

In such a short period of time, Ling Tian will directly train Qi Jue Fist to the third level!

In the middle of the golden body cultivation base, you can only practice to the third level.

The fourth layer of Qi Jue Fist can only be used in the late stage of the golden body.

But now, Ling Tian can perform the third ultimate move.

How can this not let her be frightened!

Qi Juequan is one of the two masters of the madhouse, and the difficulty of its cultivation can be imagined.

But in front of Ling Tian, ​​there seemed to be no difficulty.

Is this Ling Tian really a martial arts wizard?

It's too scary. If you tell the mad asylum director, you don't know what his expression will be, you should be surprised, right?

And on the cliff, the people who had seen Qijuequan before, also exclaimed again and again.

They were equally surprised that Ling Tian had mastered Qi Juequan so skillfully!

Even if the head of the mad asylum taught Ling Tian the Qi Jue Fist early, it didn't take long for Ling Tian to step into Zhongzhou, right?

Others were surprised, and Wang Zhong from Beihuang Academy was even more stunned.

As a figure of the same period as the head of the madhouse, he naturally knows that the dominance of these Qijuequan is terrifying, almost at the same level, and there are few enemies!

Otherwise, that lunatic would not have been arrogant in Zhongzhou at that time!

The color on Wang Chong's face was also not very beautiful. From Ling Tian's punch, he felt the great power in it, and he began to pay attention to the person below.

This is not a weak ant.

Everyone was shocked Ling Tian burst out of power, but Wen Jin on the battlefield was frightened!

He was under the lock of Ling Tian's killer move, and he was on the scene. He could feel that Ling Tian locked him tightly with his powerful divine mind, and there was no chance to escape except for it!

"It's not that easy to beat me!"

"My son from the Wen family, never admit defeat!"

Under such coercion, Wen Dong's face was grim and desperate.

Roar!

A lion roar sounded, but it was Wenjin who descended straight to sacrifice the martial soul.

It was a yellow lion with a height of eight feet and nine feet, and it was full of power under the roar of the sky.

Then, under the double superposition of Wuhun and vitality, Wen Jin roared again and again, and he swung out the double sticks in one hand, and another parallel stick figure flashing with yellow light swept towards Ling Tian.

Head-to-head!

Everyone held their breath at this time, waiting for the result of this astonishing battle.

Bang!

The fist and the stick violently collided in the middle of the ring.

The powerful energy shocked, and in an instant, this ring was completely unrecognizable.

An astonishing explosion, wrapped in shock waves, swept around.

All the warriors who were watching the battle stood up and flew back, while offering vitality protection to avoid being injured by the aftershock.

And just after a few breaths, a scream sounded from the smoke and dust, and the next moment, a figure was blown out like a cannonball.

"It's Wenjin!"

"Wen Jin, I lost!"

Everyone was stunned and watched as the figure fell under the ring, his soft armor had been cracked, and he was embarrassed to the extreme.

The chief student of the dignified Beihuang Academy, unexpectedly failed to survive Ling Tian's hand!