Chapter 102： Invincible fairy

"Brother Ling Rui, you are ready to die."

Ling Xiao's voice was filled with endless majesty.

Like the gods in charge of the heavens and the earth, pronouncing the death of creatures.

I saw his palm lifted up slightly, and between his **** close together, the blue light overflowed, and an invisible blade instantly condensed into the world.

Jianguang lost his eyes, carrying a bit of bitterness.

The killing intent came, making people shudder.

"This is!! The power of Dao! How is it possible?!"

Ling Shan's old face turned white in an instant, and he exclaimed.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's palm suddenly cut off, and the space collapsed and shattered instantly.

A hundred-zhang sword shadow fell from the void, straddling thousands of miles of heaven and earth.

Damn it! So cruel!

"thump!"

Ling Rui's figure directly knelt on the ground under that majestic sword power.

The aura outside the body has long been cut and shattered, and there is nothing else on his face except panic.

"Grandpa, save me!!"

The crying roar suddenly resounded through the whole hall.

At this time, Ling Rui had no doubt that once this sword fell, his youth and life would be completely frozen.

The power of Tao!

Ling Xiao actually understood the power of the Tao!

No wonder... he hasn't really used the means, it turns out that he has been keeping face for himself!

At this moment, Ling Rui wanted to cry, only to realize that he had really misunderstood Ling Xiao before.

It turned out that the son was so kind.

If it weren't for his repeated provocations, I'm afraid the son would still be unwilling to throw a sword against himself, right?

"If...I still have a chance, I must be the son's most loyal little brother!"

Ling Rui closed his eyes and shed tears of regret in silence.

"Om!"

The space fluctuates, like the scene of the end times.

But in the end, Ling Xiao's sword failed to really fall.

At this moment, Ling Shan stood in the hall, blocking in front of Ling Rui, looking at Zhang Xu above his head with complicated eyes, and Dao Ze Long Sword stopped abruptly, with unspeakable shock in his old eyes.

Seventeen-year-old Dao Zetian Jiao!

This is the so-called Invincible Xianzi, right?

"How is it possible? How is this possible?!"

Among the crowd, Ling Tian clenched his palms, looked at the cyan sword shadow filled with truth in fear and shock, and roared frantically in his heart.

He endured for seven years and drew his sword 100,000 times before he realized a trace of kendo principles.

In a blink of an eye, how could Ling Xiao condense the power of such a terrifying Taoism?

Compared with him, the silk road on his body is simply...just a joke?

This is impossible!

This is never possible!

Ling Tian wanted to cry without tears, and his whole body was enveloped in a deep sense of frustration.

"My son... Take your sword, right?"

Ling Shan gave a wry smile, and looked up at Ling Tianlin in the temple, "Why not worry if my clan has this descendant?"

In a word, people seem to see the old face on the old man's face.

Obviously, under Ling Xiao's deterrence, he no longer had any ambition to compete.

Ling Rui is very strong, even in this land of Eastern Frontier, he ranks among the top.

Compared to Ling Xiao...

Haha, it wasn't that Ling Shan looked down on his grandson. If this sword really fell, Ling Rui wouldn't know how to die.

The power of the Tao is illusory, but it is the power of the origin of the Tao.

All the monks are devoted to the Tao, but for the rest of their lives, there are a few who truly understand this kind of power.

Even many experts in the Divine King realm carry the world's momentum with their gestures.

But that kind of momentum is only caused by the spiritual aura of one's own cultivation base to communicate between the world and the earth. It is a power close to the principle of Tao, but it is not the principle of Tao.

"Thank you son...for not killing..."

Ling Rui stood tremblingly from the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat.

"Brother Ling Rui..."

Many Ling Clan Tianjiao looked at Ling Rui, who bowed his head, and there was an indescribable emotion in their eyes.

It seems regretful and helpless.

All in all very sad.

"What are you doing in a daze! Applause!"

But Ling Rui frowned, and was the first to applaud Ling Xiao and shouted, "Young Master Ling Xiao, he is incomparable, and he deserves to be the light of my Ling clan!"

"Master Ling Xiao, the world is invincible!"

"For all generations!"

"My Ling Clan has this heir, and I will definitely be able to come to the top of the Holy State!"

The atmosphere group is in place.

The originally silent hall suddenly became lively.

Everyone looked at the handsome black boy in front of them, with a frenetic look on their faces.

In troubled times, only the strong retain their names.

Arrogance requires capital.

At this moment, outside Ling Xiao's body, the sun was shining, and the Tao was blooming.

What kind of arrogance, what shamelessness.

The son is clearly a chivalrous man, courageous, brave, brilliant, brilliant like the morning sun, yang rhyme like an immortal, immortal wind and bones, connected by flesh and blood...

Applause, cries, chants, and sounds came to my ears.

Ling Xiao calmly looked at the people in the hall, and finally turned his gaze on Ling Tian.

"Tiandi's face is a bit ugly, what's the matter, is it uncomfortable?"

"I! No, just happy for... brother..."

Ling Tian gritted his teeth, but finally did not dare to provoke face to face.

After all, the swordsmanship on Ling Xiao couldn't deceive people, and he was far from Ling Xiao's opponent.

And the latter is fierce, once he dared to show half of his hostility, he might end up...

For the present plan, I can only bear with it for a while, and treat myself to perfection...

Humph, Ling Xiao, let you live for a few more days!

After seven years of tolerance, what did Ling Tian learn?

Of course it is forbearance!

"Really? I thought Brother Tian would like to draw a sword and try."

Ling Xiaosen sneered, making Ling Tian feel cold for no reason.

"Dear clan elders, is there anyone who opposes Xiao'er's successor to my Ling clan?"

Ling Tianlin glanced at Ling Xiao with relief, although he was also wondering how Ling Xiao understood the principles of kendo.

But compared to other ethnic elders, he still had some guesses in his heart.

The real body of the demon!

It is said that this taboo physique has many mysteries that mortals can't imagine.

I'm afraid Ling Xiao suddenly realized that Dao Principles were more or less related to this demon body.

"Haha, Lord Ling Xiao is a handsome, brilliant, talented man, and it is a blessing for my family to have him as the descendant of my Ling clan!"

"I propose that with the celebration of tomorrow's son's engagement with the goddess of the palace, a feast in my Ling clan's holy realm for seven days, to congratulate the son of double happiness!"

"Yes, Young Master Ling Xiao has a gentle personality, and he has the admiration of the Taoist Goddess. Congratulations on this matter!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, now I'm going to choose a gift for the son, you guys, I'm anxious!"

The elders of the big tribes who had tried their best to prevent Ling Xiao from serving as heirs, at this time, one by one seemed to be beaten with blood and flattered the performance.

Not surprisingly, Ling Xiao was the next clan leader's choice.

Moreover, the strength he demonstrated today can indeed bear the name of a descendant of the ancient clan.

It's no wonder that the son's reputation has grown in recent years, because it turns out that he is really a man of heaven.

As for the slander...

The world is jealous.

Especially when verbal abuse is not responsible, words and deeds depend on character.

"Since the clan elders don't have any comments, Xiaoer..."

Ling Tianlin smiled indifferently, the words and deeds of these old people in front of him really responded to Ling Xiao's first arrogant words.

As long as he stands at the top, who cares whether he is a devil or a fairy?

Strength is justice!

"father!"

Ling Xiao bowed and bowed respectfully to Ling Tianlin.

"This order is the master's decree of my Ling clan. If you see this order, if you see the clan leader, I will teach it to you today. And this star emperor robe is the inheritance tool of my Ling clan, symbolizing The majesty of my clan has been bestowed to you."

Ling Tianlin waved his palm, and saw two streams of light falling from the sky and falling into Ling Xiao's hands.

Wonderful.

What kind of star emperor robe, at the first sound, it pretends to be a divine weapon.

Ling Xiao didn't care if it was inherited.

The wave is over! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.