C186 Deadlock

Immediately, Lei Dong could not help but reveal an envious expression. The other people's eyes shone even more, causing them to sigh, it was indeed an exceptional sword, this level of sword, was probably not even able to judge its level.

Furthermore, at this time, who would even consider its level? The Spirit Qi wrapped around it, the sword's owner was filled with spirituality, Ling'er stood up with his sword, looked at Lei Dong and the others, and said indifferently: "Are you done looking? Can I leave now? "

"Wait, can you let this old man experience this Giant Spirit Sword?" Lei Dong shamelessly said, making Ling'er's face constrict and he slightly frowned.

"What if I don't let you feel it?" Ling'er replied with a serious expression.

"Hehe, then I'm guessing that you won't be able to walk out of here today." Lei Dong calmly threatened.

Ling'er placed the sword in front of him, his sword fingers moving lightning, "People with Wind and Thunder Pavilion, could it be that they can steal from others as they please? I want to see how I can't get out of here. " After she finished speaking, with a thought from Ling'er, the Giant Spirit Sword let out a soft cry that was filled with spirituality. Immediately, the heaven and earth origin energy surged as a berserk Sword Qi enveloped the few of them within.

Lei Dong, Yan Qing and the other two were still shrouded by this Sword Qi, and were not really too pressured. However, the few sect disciples behind them were evidently a bit short of breath, and with a wave of their palms, the terrifying aura of the peak of the eighth stage of the Earth Martial Stage gushed out, instantly facing the Sword Qi. The pressure on the few people behind also decreased by many times, and Lei Dong said to the few people behind them: "All of you can leave, since this is not a place where you can participate."

Upon hearing this, a few of them immediately revealed awkward expressions, because these people were the so-called core disciples of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, who were known as extremely talented, known as geniuses. But in front of a thirteen or fourteen year old little girl like Ling'er, they did not even have the qualifications to participate in the battle.

After all, Xie Yan and the others were not that much weaker than them, and if even the few of them had their arms chopped off by a single thought from Ling'er, they would probably not be in much better condition, so with Lei Dong's words, the few of them looked extremely embarrassed, but they still immediately retreated.

Although Ling'er had the aura of Sixth Level, Lei Dong was at the peak of the eighth stage of Earth Martial Stage. In his opinion, dealing with Ling'er was as easy as flipping her palm, especially when he saw the Giant Spirit Sword that was brimming with spirituality. This made him even more determined to obtain the Giant Spirit Sword.

Therefore, Lei Dong didn't waste any more words, he immediately threw out a palm strike, and the terrifying aura of the eighth stage of the Earth Martial Stage instantly erupted. As for Ling'er, he blinked his eyes, and slashed out, causing a strong Sword Qi s to instantly explode outwards as well, with a bone-piercing, ice-cold feeling mixed within. The two forces clashed, and with a loud explosion, the huge impact caused Yan Qing to almost be unable to resist and retreat, it could be seen how terrifying the battle between the two of them was.

Ling'er looked upstairs. There were still a lot of people in the room of the inn, and among them, Nangong Ziyu and Mu Qingrou were still on the stage. In that palm strike just now, Ling'er did not dare to directly clash with it, and only focused on eliminating its power.

Then, Ling'er's body flickered as she rushed into the sky. Lei Dong snorted, and also stood up from the ground, "Your brother killed two of my disciples, so will I let you go today? Not only do I want the Giant Spirit Sword, I want your life! " Lei's voice also became exceptionally cold.

Second Prince and his followers also flew up to the sky and stood behind Lei Dong. Just as they were about to release the Martial Soul, they were stopped by Lei Dong's hand.

"The two of you, stand down. Three people are bullying a girl. If word of this gets out, what will be the face of my Wind and Thunder Pavilion? This girl's brother killed two of my disciples. Even if I kill her today, it will only be for revenge. " Lei Dong said.

"F * ck, you really know how to find excuses for your own shamelessness. His brother killed your disciple, and you're looking for his brother? You're just a teacher level figure in Wind and Thunder Pavilion, and you're dealing with a fourteen year old girl. What about your face?" At this moment, three people suddenly appeared below him. The one who spoke was none other than Fatty.

When the three people in the sky saw Chu Tianchen, who was beside the fatty, all of them were stunned. Especially Yan Qing, they simply could not believe their own eyes. Even Lei Dong was the same, he had also heard that Chu Tianchen was dead from Yan Qing's mouth, so when he saw Chu Tianchen, he too was shocked, but his expression became ugly, this person was the one who killed his two disciples, he really wanted to kill Chu Tianchen immediately, but the current him wanted to kill Ling'er first, and taking the Giant Spirit Sword away was the right thing to do.

As for Chu Tianchen, as long as he obtained the Giant Spirit Sword, it would not be too late to kill him then.

"Yan Qing, didn't you say that he had already been killed by you? "What's going on?" Lei Dong asked.

's expression was also extremely ugly, he never expected such a situation to occur. That day, when he struck with all his might, not to mention Chu Tianchen, even ordinary people who were at the seventh or eighth level of Profound Martial Stage would die without a doubt, he never thought that not only was Chu Tianchen not dead, but in just a short two to three months, Chu Tianchen had actually reached the peak of Profound Martial Stage. The speed of this attack was so terrifying that people couldn't help but think of the time Chu Tianchen carried Bai Qingfeng's body and left the Yanzhou City. With Chu Tianchen's cultivation speed and his identity as a pill refiner, one day, that achievement would be immeasurable. At that time, if he were to kill his way back into the Yan Zhou, then that sentence of his would very likely come true.

So, when he thought of this, there was only one thing in Yan Qing's eyes, and that was, the last time Chu Tianchen was lucky enough to survive, but today, he naturally could not let him go, if not, there would be endless trouble in the future.

"I don't know either. Last time, he was hit by my full power and didn't even have a trace of breath left. I don't know how he survived, but don't worry, teacher. Disciple will immediately go and kill him." As Yan Qing spoke, he bowed respectfully to Lei Dong, and then, in a flash, he appeared in front of Chu Tianchen, facing Chu Tianchen and the rest, his eyes filled with killing intent.

The fatty took a step forward, "Yan Qing, do you really think this is Yan Zhou? If you want to die, I don't mind sending you off. "

"Yan Qing, do you think that with me here today, you can touch my brother? Do you think this old man can kill me? " Ling'er instantly released a burst of killing intent, and said sternly.