Chapter 87： Eaten by a dog

"what!!!"

Si Cong's screams instantly attracted the attention of the entire martial arts field.

Everyone looked at the figure of the young man who retracted the long sword with a little horror, and there was nothing but shock in his eyes.

Is it possible for a waste with no cultivation to kill a Soul Sea Tianjiao with a single sword?

But Ling Tian just glanced at the crowd very calmly, and wanted to leave when he lifted his foot.

After drawing the sword 100,000 times, he has fully connected with the origin of Kendo.

The swords cut by others carry sword energy, and stronger ones are sword intent.

And for him, the sword is the principle of Tao.

At this moment, Ling Tian was confident that even if he was a deceitful person, he would definitely not be able to withstand the power of his sword.

And Ling Xiao...

It seems to be at the level of the soul sea, right?

Haha, my good brother, I can't wait to see your desperate face.

"Cong Er!!!"

Just as Ling Tian's figure walked off the battle platform, a sharp shout suddenly came from the void in the distance.

Immediately, a tall figure shrouded in golden light stepped forward and appeared beside Si Cong.

Behind him, there were also several tyrannical servants.

"It's the head of the Si family, Si Lin!"

"This breath... It seems that Si Lin's cultivation level has made a breakthrough recently."

Quite a few powerful family members who are hiding in the dark and watching the excitement condensed, but the corners of their mouths carried a hint of inexplicable playfulness.

The Si family is one of the four great families in Hanshan City, and the Ling clan is die-hard.

Patriarch Si Lin is already a powerhouse of the three ranks of Shenhou, and it is said that there is also an ancestor of the **** king realm in the Si family, who can't go out of seclusion all year round.

Si Cong is the only heir of Si Lin. He has always been arrogant in this Hanshan City. Even the members of the Ling family have to be courteous when they see him.

The biggest pleasure in normal times is to molest the girls, and the women around him are more frequent than Ling Xiao.

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian was cut off by a trash sword today.

Wouldn't it be one-handed when pushing a cart from now on?

Moreover, this arm is gone, and the fingers are not used any more, how invincible and fast...

Of course, no one believed that Ling Tian did it by his own ability.

Come to think of it, he mostly used a certain treasure on his body!

After all, it’s the young man of the Ling clan, how can he not have a few cards to save his life?

just…

To use this method for a contest, is Ling Tian crazy?

"It's really in line with the villain's style to hit the young ones and the old ones."

Ling Xiao also looked at the figures that had fallen to the ground with interest.

"Cong Er!!!"

Si Lin roared, looking at Si Cong's neatly broken arm, a gloomy flash suddenly flashed in his eyes.

At this time, he couldn't see how terrible and fierce Si Cong's wound filled.

This fierceness has completely ruined the vitality of his arm.

In other words, even if it is connected, it can only be a display.

"Ling Tian!!! You **** it!!!"

Si Lin casually stuffed Si Cong a spirit pill, and then suddenly got up, glaring at the young man under the battlefield.

"Patriarch Si, what do you mean?"

Ling Tian frowned slightly, and a bit of residual blood dripped quietly on the ancient sword.

He couldn't kill a strong man in the Shenhou realm.

And looking at the look of Si Lin, it seemed that he didn't take him, the Ling clan young man, in his eyes.

Of course, let alone the master of these four great families.

Even some small families in Hanshan City didn't put him, the second son of the Ling clan, in their eyes at all.

A rubbish, or **** that is incompatible with Young Master Ling Xiao, will sooner or later die.

It just depends on Young Master Ling Xiao's mood.

"What do I mean? Why do you want to cut off my arm?"

Si Lin Qiang held back his anger. If he hadn't feared the Ling Clan, he would have been tempted to take action and kill this waste.

"Patriarch's words are a bit ridiculous. On the battlefield, life or death is a matter of life and death. What happened to me cutting his arm?"

Although Ling Tian couldn't kill Si Lin, he still believed that he didn't dare to move himself.

Slave killing the master, this is a taboo.

Si Lin didn't have that courage.

"What's wrong with cutting his arm? The Second Young Master said this lightly. If you can cut my arm with your ability, I will naturally have no complaints, but the Second Young Master is born a man... how did you do it? Since it is. The martial arts competition, of course, must be based on real talents. The second son's approach is shameless!"

At this moment, Si Lin knew that he was wrong, so he could only find an excuse to make things difficult for the sky, and a great momentum spread out from all over his body, and he immediately rushed towards the latter.

A joke, since it's a contest, you don't care what means I use.

But Ling Tian didn't have a half-point cultivation base after all, let alone a strong god, even if it was the pressure of the soul sea, he couldn't bear it.

But even so, he still stood stubbornly in place at this time, and didn't take a step back.

Ling Xiao coldly watched the stubborn figure trembling all over and the corners of his mouth overflowing with blood, and a flash of joke flashed in his eyes.

It's still not miserable enough, no matter how miserable, he, the savior, can make his debut.

"Ling Tian, ​​you deliberately humiliated our family, and vain our family's loyalty to the Ling family. This time, if you don't give me an explanation, our family will never give up!!"

Si Lin took a step forward, and a majestic momentum blasted out of his body in an instant, directly hitting Ling Tian's body, and the sound of faint bone fracture resounded.

"Oh? What does Patriarch Si want?"

Above the sky, there was a sneer.

Immediately, a black figure fell from the sky, directly blocking Ling Tian's body.

The original pressure on the latter disappeared instantly.

Fanghua is peerless, unparalleled in the world.

There was a smile of contempt on that jade-rich face.

"Ling... Young Master Ling Xiao?!"

On the martial arts arena, everyone looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and there was a flash of surprise in their eyes.

When did the son come back?

Moreover, why would he... stand in front of Ling Tian?

"Ling... Young Master Ling Xiao?!"

Si Lin's face was taken aback, his aura suddenly wilted.

In front of Ling Tian, ​​he could do it without scruples.

But this one in front of him is the eldest son of the Ling Clan, and he will naturally not be offended if he wants to take charge of the Ling Clan's existence in the future.

"The son is here just right, you must call the shots for Si Cong!!"

When Ling Xiao was in the clan on weekdays, this Si Cong was the most loyal dog around him.

The two smelled similar.

Either drinking and bragging together, or on the way to molested beauties, known as the second youngest of the cold city.

Seeing Ling Xiao, Si Lin not only didn't panic at all, but a sneer was raised at the corner of his mouth.

Now Ling Tian is dead!

With the grievances between these two princes, Ling Xiao would at least cut Ling Tian's arm to show punishment.

"Si Pai Master hasn't told me yet, what do you want to say?"

Ling Xiao smiled playfully, paying no attention to the murderous look in Ling Tian's eyes behind him.

He was not afraid that the latter would suddenly cut him with a sword. After all, an enemy who had endured for seven years would definitely not let him die too decently.

"I...Ling Tian's methods are cruel, killing my clan young master, please Young Master Ling Xiao to be the master of Si Cong, and kill Ling Tian!

"boom!"

The whole martial arts field became silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at the calm face of the young man in black, wondering in their hearts whether he would agree to Si Lin's request.

Shouldn't it?

After all, this Ling clan grandson is famous for his harshness in the entire Hantian City.

Now that he finally had the opportunity, he would definitely not let Ling Tian's trash go.

Ling Tian quietly squeezed the ancient sword in his palm, and a struggling flashed through his eyes.

If he really dares to do it on himself, the plan can only be advanced.

But just as everyone's mind was changing and waiting for Ling Xiao to start, the corner of the latter's mouth suddenly raised a touch of sarcasm.

"Si Lin, have your brain been eaten by a dog?" We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.