In the dense forest, the sun is falling.
Ling Xian was dressed in white, like snow and immortals, flawless and unearthly.
Especially after he broke the fallen unicorn, in the eyes of everyone, he was even more like an immortal, which made people awe-inspired.
"Your strongest supernatural power has been dismantled by me, what other means, just use it."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, his left hand was behind his back, and the grandmaster's bearing was fully revealed.
However, his words were not answered.
Tang Tian's fists were clenched, his green tendons bulged, and his entire face was distorted.
However, he did not dare to move, not even to say a word.
Ever since the Fallen Qilin was shattered by Ling Xian, his self-confidence and courage had also been shattered, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous at all "It seems that you have thrown in the towel."
Ling Xian glanced at this person lightly, and waved his sleeves casually, but it was as heavy as Mount Tai, and Tang Tian flew out.
"Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Tang Tian was full of humiliation, but he didn't dare to resist.
Because he knows that if he resists, there is only one end waiting for him.
Die.
And he didn't want to die, so he didn't dare to move.
"You're interested, get out."
Ling Xian said lightly, in his heart, Tang Tian was just a clown, so he didn't bother to bother with it.
Hearing this, Tang Tian felt relieved and humiliated at the same time.
He is the strongest heir of the Tang family, and he has always been high and controls the life and death of others.
However, right now, his life was in the hands of Ling Xian, which was simply a great shame However, his steps involuntarily retreated backwards, which made his face even more painful, and he was almost embarrassed.
Ling Xian didn't care about this, or he didn't look at Tang Tian at all, but moved his gaze to everyone present.
He knows very well that he is a treasure now, and there will be many people who will come to fight his own ideas.
Even if he has established his power, it will be difficult to extinguish the fire of greed among everyone.
Therefore, he looked around the audience and slowly said something that silenced the audience.
"I know that you all want to grab the Feather Butterfly, and those who want to rob it, just shoot."
The voice fell, and the scene was suddenly silent.
After that, many people's eyes were blazing, and some people showed hesitation.
After all, Ling Xian had defeated Tang Tian strongly, and that kind of power had somewhat frightened a group of people.
But more than that, it's blazing.
No way, the Feathered Butterfly is too tempting, and it is a treasure that is difficult for any living creature to refuse Therefore, a man in Tsing Yi walked out immediately.
He has a handsome face, calm steps, and a blue and white umbrella in his hand, like a fairy coming, with a unique demeanor.
"That's the Sword King in Tsing Yi" "What turned out to be the long-famous Tsing Yi Sword, I didn't expect that he actually came to the Dream Forest" "There is a good show to watch, this person was also a generation of Tianjiao back then, and he once had a fierce record of one person, one sword, one city" "Yes, this person's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of choosing the path, and the sword intent is even more complete, and the strength is terrifying."
As soon as they saw the man in green clothes, the group of heroes suddenly spoke, and their words were quite surprised.
"Tsing Yi Sword King" Ling Xian's expression froze, and he felt that this person was like an Open Heaven Divine Sword, with a peerless edge and unstoppable sharpness.
Even he was a little under pressure.
"It's just a little famous."
Tsing Yi Sword Monarch opened his mouth indifferently and said, "You are very strong and a good opponent, but I have to decide on the Feather Butterfly." ” "It depends on whether your sword is sharp enough."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, and between the light dances in white clothes, the invincible qi overflowed, shaking the Eight Desolations.
"Whether my sword is sharp or not, your blood, will tell you."
The Tsing Yi Sword Monarch held a flower umbrella and pointed at Ling Xian from afar, and the cold killing intent locked him firmly, and said, "I advise you, don't make senseless resistance, and obediently hand over the Feather Butterfly." ” Hearing this, Ling Xian raised his eyebrows and said-for-tat: "I also advise you, it's best to retreat immediately, so as not to lose face." ” "It's funny, no one has dared to talk to me like that for many years."
Tsing Yi Sword Monarch glanced at Ling Xian indifferently, and the flower umbrella began to release light, and at the same time, the cold killing intent rushed straight towards Xiao Han The killing intent was too terrifying, making everyone present suddenly change color.
And the next scene made everyone even more frightened.
I saw that the sword monarch in Tsing Yi looked cold, and the flower paper umbrella in his hand slowly opened, and the sword qi condensed and formed, releasing a chill.
"In the name of the sword, give you death" When the words fell, ten thousand sword qi roared, and each one could open the stele and crack the stone, which was extremely sharp.
"You are not qualified to decide my life and death" Ling Xian stopped drinking, and the killing sword in his body worked, accompanied by the blood-colored demon sword shining out of the world, and in an instant, the blood light was filled, staining the sky red "Bell" The sword qi was endless, and the blood light was all over the sky, and the two intertwined with blazing war flames in mid-air, shattering the clouds in the sky.
The sword monarch in Tsing Yi held an umbrella in his left hand and pinched the seal in his right hand, and the sword qi tore the sky and the earth one after another, endlessly.
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And Ling Xian defeated ten thousand swords with one sword, although it seemed small, it did not fall behind, showing its edge.
It's like the legendary sword of the world, one sword can be worth tens of millions of swords This made the Tsing Yi Jianjun raise his eyebrows, flew forward, and drew a tricky angle with the flower umbrella in his hand, and slashed down Obviously, he was planning to fight in close quarters.
And this style of swordsmanship can indeed afford the word mysterious.
However, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, even if the Supreme came, Ling Xian was not afraid Since his debut, most of the battles have been hand-to-hand combat.
Especially after his physical body became stronger, his experience in hand-to-hand combat became richer and richer, not inferior to those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.
Therefore, even though this sword was incomparable, it was still blocked by Ling Xian.
After that, he struck the sky with a sword, and also with color "Hmph, I have cultivated the Tao for three hundred years and cultivated the sword for three hundred years, how can you stop it?"
Tsing Yi Jianjun sneered, replacing the sword with an umbrella, showing the subtlety and sharpness of every move.
However, without exception, they were all blocked by Ling Xian.
No matter how subtle the Tsing Yi Sword Monarch's moves are, he is perfectly resisted without any flaws.
Not only that, but he also took the opportunity to attack, and every sword was unstoppable, showing its edge.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Xian fought with the Tsing Yi Sword Monarch for hundreds of moves.
The two of you came and went, without giving in, which feasted the eyes of everyone present, and at the same time, they were also deeply shocked.
Needless to say, Tsing Yi Sword Monarch has been famous for a long time and is a recognized kendo master in the Northern Underworld.
However, Ling Xian was able to match the autumn color and not fall into the wind, which naturally shocked everyone.
That is, he, if he changes to someone else, even if he is undefeated at the moment, he will have to hang a lottery.
After all, Tsing Yi Sword Monarch is a recognized kendo master, and there are a few people who can compete with him in hundreds of sword moves, but they are not inferior at all "Damn it" After a long time of attacking, the Tsing Yi Sword Monarch looked gloomy and became more and more irritable.
He has been famous for a long time and is a figure of the older generation.
However, after fighting for 300 rounds at the moment, he couldn't win a junior, which made him embarrassed At that moment, the Tsing Yi Sword Monarch shook his sword and retreated.
"Why, I know that I am invincible, so I don't want to fight" Ling Xian smiled faintly, and his white clothes danced lightly in the wind, showing the grandmaster's bearing.
"Hmph" The Tsing Yi Sword Monarch's expression was cold, he looked at Ling Xian, who was standing proudly, and slowly spit out a word full of killing intent.
"You forced me, on Huangquan Road, don't blame me
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