C130

Boom!

Above the air, Ling Jian's eyes were full of banter. He looked at the animal and human figures who fell from the air freely. Immediately, he stamped the unreal sword air with the sole of his foot, and the figure swooped down like a falcon. After plundering the treasure from woze's body, he quickly went away like lightning.

"Great son, you can't escape!"

In the sky, Ling Jian's insipid voice came, but there was an absolutely dangerous breath.

On the back of the black wing battle dragon, dashengzi's eyes are gradually solidified. As a six heaven cultivator, he has no ability to leap after losing the black wing battle dragon. Facing the rush of Ling Jian, he can only sit and wait for death.

"Damn, I didn't expect that my great son of wanlei sect would be in such a predicament now."

Qian Xin met each other in a cruel and gloomy way. He clenched his teeth. In a moment, he seemed to have made some huge decision. He stamped the back of the black winged battle dragon with the sole of his foot, then swayed and fell directly to the ground.

"Son, I'm not that easy to be provoked. How can I let you slaughter me?"

Dashengzi is also a cruel person. Now he knows the power of Lingjian. He dares to pause for a moment on the black wing dragon and go straight down to the earth.

Perhaps, under the earth, his space is big. Even if he is not Ling Jian's opponent, it is not easy for him to be killed.

However, on the back of the black winged dragon, he has more constraints, so many moves can't be performed.

"Da Shengzi, are you in such a hurry to die?"

At the moment when dashengzi just jumped down, Ling Jian, who was still a few feet away, suddenly appeared beside dashengzi. His voice came out from dashengzi's ear.

"You, you!"

The voice coming from his side changed the face of the eldest son on the spot. He was scared to death, and his whole body trembled, as if to see the ghost.

"Your idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel."

Ling Jian laughs at the figure falling from the high altitude. His body method is as fast as lightning. It seems that he is the shadow of the great sage.

"Next, I will personally end your life. If it's because you met me, it's not because I met you."

Ling Jian showed a ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You, don't kill me. We have something to discuss. I'll keep it a secret."

Big son panic, pale, some huff and puff said, body shivering, like grass in the storm.

"Do you think it's possible? I still believe that the dead will not betray me? "

Ling Jian cruel smile, way.

"Little Lord?"

"Which clan are you from?"

Dashengzi immediately catches a message and glances at Lingjian. Is this young man a little leader of the clan?

If he was the young leader of a large clan, he would be convinced. However, now he doesn't know which clan he belongs to, and the way he uses now, can't make him confirm it in his heart.

In the sectarian world, there are more powerful sects than wanleizong. However, none of the young masters of these sects is in line with the young man in front of them. In a sense, the young man's ability has surpassed the young generation's leader and can compete with the elder level of Da Na.

"I'm dying, so I can tell you a real news. In fact, I'm Ling Jian, the young leader of Qingyun sect..."

Ling Jian listens, and his voice comes into the other's heart from the ear of Da Shengzi, as if to the soul. When the body of Da Shengzi is shaking violently, his eyes are full of incredible.

At the same time, the shock in his face could not be dissipated for a long time. He finally knew the identity of the young man. However, there was a stinging pain on his neck. Finally, his consciousness completely dissipated, and his head flew up.

Boom!

The sword of troubled times stirs the air and cuts the disgusting head into pieces with a disordered aura. The body of Ling Jian bows slightly like a sharp arrow, and suddenly appears on the body of Da Shengzi. With one hand, a conch like object appears in the palm of his hand.

"Is this the thousand notes of Wan Lei Zong?"

Ling Jian is no stranger to qianyin. It is the unique property of wanlei sect. They got this kind of treasure in the sectarian realm in those years, and now it has become a symbol of the identity of wanlei sect.

Generally, people who can carry notes with them are those who pay more attention to them. In fact, most of them are young people.

It can be said that there are more or less such treasures in the saints of Wan Lei Zong.

Ling Jian is standing between the heaven and the earth. His eyes are bright. He holds the thousand notes with one hand. Suddenly, a ferocious smile appears at the corner of his mouth. A bold idea spreads out in his mind."This thousand notes, this little Lord took it down, hehe, I hope it can help me."

Ling Jian's mouth was wearing a faint smile, but the smile was very gloomy.

As soon as Ling Jian pinched the notes, his power gathered in the notes through his palm. The notes swayed, and a halo diffused from the notes. Then it turned into a sound and came out from inside.

"Big Saint brother, I'm the fourth Saint brother. I'm fighting a young man with a sharp sword and a strong sword. All his things are precious. These things must fall into the hands of Wan Lei Zong!"

In the voice, came the plan to block Ling Jian.

"Damn, whose voice is that?"

Ling Jian was a little stunned. When he was about to take back the thousand notes, he was shocked. Suddenly he thought that the sound was familiar. It was liushengzi's peaceful voice.

"Is it murder with a knife?"

Ling Jian was stunned, and then he thought about the problem from another angle. He immediately thought of something, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Even peace is it..."

The name, deeply appeared in Ling Jian's mind, was printed in his mind, at the same time in the heart left a careful eye.

"Oh, no, isn't this the sixth son of peace? At the beginning, the body beat the boy. Later, in the Presbyterian Council, he came out to testify to me after eating the amnesia wordless pill? Isn't he the sixth son? How can you call yourself the fourth son? Before meeting Qian Xin, he called himself Four Saints, and his voice didn't change... "

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