V1.Chapter 2

"Your way ends here!"

Lingdao's killing all the way has alarmed the senior management of Ziwei Holy Land. This peerless powerhouse is Zi Wuji, the Supreme Elder of the Ziwei Holy Land, who lives in the Ninth Heaven. Although Ling Dao is a swordsman genius, he is too young after all.

If Ling Dao is given enough time to grow, maybe Zi Wuji is not his opponent. But now Ling Dao, Zi Wuji didn't take him seriously at all. What Ling Dao did before had made the senior officials of Ziwei Holy Land furious, so Zi Wuji came here in person.

"You are indeed strong, but since I dared to break into the Ziwei Holy Land, I have no intention of going back alive!"

Zi Wuji's realm is definitely much higher than Ling Dao's, Zi Wuji is clear about this, and Ling Dao is equally clear about this. However, not only was Ling Dao not afraid, but he was full of fighting spirit, his black hair danced wildly, and the sword in his hand groaned in excitement.

"clank!"

The long sword danced, and millions of sword qi flooded the place in an instant. In an instant, Ling Dao stabbed out thousands of swords, and the strong sword light seemed to turn into a silver moon, illuminating the entire battlefield.

His eyes are extremely deep, and at this moment, he has entered a mysterious realm. In front of his eyes, there was nothing but the sword in his hand. Each of his swords is ingenious, seemingly simple, but it seems to be extremely complicated, which is quite contradictory.

"This kid, what a talent for swordsmanship!"

As the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Holy Land, Zi Wuji has seen many geniuses. However, such a high level of talent in swordsmanship is extremely rare. It's a pity that Ling Dao is his enemy, so high talent is not a good thing.

"Your sword is too weak to hurt Elder Ben!"

Zi Wuji's long purple hair flicked, he slowly raised his right hand, and his index and middle fingers clamped Ling Dao's long sword. Ling Dao's sword was extremely fast, but unfortunately due to the difference in realm, he was nothing in front of Zi Wuji.

Just the index finger and middle finger firmly clamped the long sword in Ling Dao's hand. No matter how Ling Dao swung the long sword in his hand, he couldn't get rid of Zi Wuji's two fingers. The realm gap between them is too big, they are not at the same level at all.

"Sword, break!"

From Zi Wuji's mouth, coldly spit out two words, and immediately after, Ling Dao's long sword let out a whine, and broke into two pieces. Zi Wuji threw away the tip of the sword in his hand indifferently, but Ling Dao held a broken sword in his hand.

"Your sword is already broken, what else do you use to fight this elder?"

In the face of absolute power, the so-called sword talent is useless at all. It is not difficult for Zi Wuji to kill Ling Dao. However, before killing Ling Dao, he had more important things to do.

"I still have a broken sword, so I can still use it!"

"Ling Xiao Three Forms!"

Even with only Broken Sword, Ling Dao still used the Ling family's sword technique. The broken sword has no tip, but the blade can also kill the enemy. Ling Xiao's three postures are naturally very skillful when he performs them. Once the three postures are performed, Ling Dao's aura changes.

The sword is a broken sword, but Lingdao's combat power has not weakened, but has been strengthened. In Zi Wuji's eyes, a cold killing intent flashed across. Such a kendo genius must be eliminated, otherwise it will definitely bring even greater disasters to the Ziwei Holy Land.

"How dare you show your ugliness even if you have a small skill?"

This time, Zi Wuji stretched out his right hand and grabbed Ling Dao's broken sword suddenly. No matter what sword move Ling Dao used, it was useless in front of him. He gripped the long sword tightly, and then laughed.

"If your sword is shattered, what else can you do?"

"Kacha Kacha"

The broken sword turned into pieces, even the hilt. There was no sword in Ling Dao's hand. Zi Wuji looked at Ling Dao leisurely, but wanted to see how Ling Dao would deal with it.

"Unfortunately, I still can't have a sword in my hand and a sword in my heart. It seems that I can only fight!"

Even without the sword, Ling Dao still won't compromise, he still has hands. Without saying a word, Ling Dao waved his fists and punched Zi Wuji. Even with his sword, he was no match for Zi Wuji, and even more so now.

The next moment, Zi Wuji grabbed Ling Dao's hands, and even the sword couldn't hurt him, let alone Ling Dao's fists. Ling Dao twitched his lips, it seemed that he was indeed doomed today, but anyway, he had already killed so many strong people in the Lagerstroemia Holy Land, it was worth it!

"Hand over the barbaric Zhuxian energy, and this elder will spare you, otherwise you will make your life worse than death!"

The Purple Myrtle Holy Land has dealt with Ling Dao many times because Ling Dao has obtained the wild and immortal power. However, only Ling Dao himself knew that it was simply impossible to cultivate the Wild Zhuxian Jin. This technique is in his mind, but he can only see the five ancient characters of Wild Zhuxianjin, and the other contents are blank.

"If you want to kill, you can kill. How can there be so much nonsense? If you want to practice skills, there is no way!"

Ling Dao is extremely bachelor, anyway, before he came to Ziwei Holy Land, he was ready to die. After all, with his current strength, it is simply impossible to sweep the entire Ziwei Holy Land.

"No need to talk nonsense with him, leave it to this seat!"

Just when Zi Wuji was about to use his means, a majestic voice sounded in his mind. Zi Wuji nodded, and after giving Ling Dao a hard look, he left here. Just when Lingdao was puzzled, a loud voice sounded.

"Lingdao, you committed a catastrophic disaster, even if you die, it will be difficult to atone for your sin! Today, I will suppress you under the Excalibur Mountain, and your sentence will be five thousand years!"

Immediately afterwards, Lingdao felt a change in the scene in front of him, and he appeared in a barren mountain. Soon, it became dark here, Lingdao raised his head, and saw an extremely huge sword suppressing it.

The divine sword pierced through the heavens and the earth, reaching ten thousand feet long, and soon turned into a mountain peak. Ling Dao only felt a force trapping him, making him unable to move. Soon, the Divine Sword Mountain fell, firmly pressing him under the mountain.

"Excalibur Mountain will overflow with countless sword energy and erode your body. If you are suppressed under Excalibur Mountain, you will be tortured and your life will be worse than death. As long as you don't hand over the barbaric immortal strength for a day, then you will stay in Excalibur forever." Come down the mountain!"

Ling Dao also felt it, wisps of sword energy invaded his physical body. With more and more sword energy, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The body seemed to be being cut continuously, and the severe pain made Ling Dao frown.

"Do you want me to hand over the wild and immortal power? Dreaming! Let alone five thousand years, even fifty thousand years, I won't give it!"

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