"Huh? Ling... Xiao?!"

For an instant, a touch of horror appeared on the faces of all Jian Zhong's disciples.

The name of Ling Xiao is now in the sky in this Qing Cang realm.

The first young master of the Ling clan in 100,000 years, his sword is against the sky and he has great righteousness in his heart.

even!

On the day he was born, countless Qingcang great abilities believed that this son was the next sword immortal of the human race.

Originally, everyone thought that such a rhetoric must have something to do with his identity.

Even if Ling Xiao's talent is against the sky, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of Xiao Tianxiao.

Can!

When they saw it today, they discovered that the word sword immortal was well-deserved by the young master of the Ling clan.

Even Xiang Tian didn't dare to compete with this sword grave sword intent at all.

"Om."

Inexplicably, many disciples' gazes fell on Xiangtian, but at this moment, the eyes of the Qingcang sequence also had war spirits, cold and eager, like an invisible fairy front, about to be out of its sheath to compete for the world.

"Xun'er?"

But at this moment, Ling Xiao didn't even look at the sky.

As early as the moment he fell, he saw the terrifying luck lingering around the sword idiot.

Sword mastery, fairy sword sacrament.

Eight grades of respect, the holy meaning has been revealed, and 20,000 luck.

This is a leek, growing well, and... not very clever at first glance.

Sword idiot?

Pouch.

This person was able to cultivate with respect to the realm, and was sealed with ten major sequences, and his talent combat power could be imagined.

It seems that you have to think of a way to lead him out of the sword mound.

The resurrection of the spiritual energy of the undead world will surely cause the blue sky to vibrate.

But for a sword idiot, I am afraid that those so-called Xianbao Xianyuan have no temptation at all.

What they firmly believe in is the original swordsmanship, nothing else.

However, if an immortal sword is born in this lower realm at that time, I wonder if this sword-loving sword tomb monster will be moved?

What, how do I know that a fairy sword will be born in the lower realm?

Can I put a handle in?

"Xun'er?"

The eyes of Wu Nian and others trembled, and when Ye Xun'er revealed a trace of grievance on his face, he suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Is it possible that Junior Brother Ling Tian escaped to his sword to avoid disaster because he offended the young master of the Ling clan?

Otherwise, why did he try to deny the relationship with the Ling clan in the first place, and his temperament is gloomy, and he looks world-weary all day long?

"Om!"

Just as everyone was pondering in their hearts, and the thoughts in their eyes turned hundreds of times, in the distant ancient forest, suddenly there was a biting sword intent gushing away.

The blue sky trembled, and only a ray of sword light split the world and turned into a vast sea of ​​stars.

Among them, the gods and gods appear alternately, both righteous and evil, surging with vast power.

A series of terrifying brilliances of good fortune, inscribed endless sacred patterns on the sword beam, containing the death and rebirth, the ultimate in mystery.

Even Xiangtian, when he felt the overlapping fairy rhyme overflowing from the sword intent at this time, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

In just a few months, this little junior with a low level of cultivation and a mysterious origin seemed to be stepping onto the peak of this kendo in an unstoppable posture.

even!

Even if it is him, he needs to do his best to bring out such a gathering of heaven and earth, and the sword intent of tens of thousands of Taoism.

"Little Junior Brother! No!"

Wu Nian's expression changed drastically, although he guessed that Ling Tian and the Ling clan must have enmity.

Ling Xiao's sudden visit today was mostly for the sake of provocation.

Although Longyuan Sword Tomb is listed as the immortal Qing Cang, it is the supreme power, but... after all, this Fang Zongmen is not strong, but inherited by the sword immortal.

No one wants to provoke a group of swordsman evildoers who are addicted to swords and have an upright mind.

Because, since ancient times, the sword fairy was born, one person can shake one sect, and one sword can reversible the sky.

Even if there are only dozens of Jianzhong disciples, no one dares to underestimate it.

only!

No one underestimated it because of fear, and the Primordial Ling Clan was a force comparable to the main hall of the realm.

Once the Young Master of the Ling Clan falls to the sword tomb today, I am afraid that life on the sword mountain will be destroyed.

"Om!"

Seeing the biting Jianhui falling from the sky, Ling Xiao suddenly raised a smile on his face.

At this moment, he could feel that the sword intent contained in this sword radiance was earthshaking compared to a few months ago.

Not only is it mixed with the breath of kendo consummation, it even faintly transcends the scope of Taoism, and is close to the origin?

However, although Ling Tian is strong, it is only strong in the sword way, while Ling Xiao's strength is in all aspects, from the physical body to the soul, from the Tao to the cultivation method, there is no flaw, and it is invincible in the world.

At this moment, he was only calmly deep with two fingers, freezing time and space as much as possible.

Infinite visions began to manifest in his body. The fairy Buddha bowed down and worshiped, the demons and demons cried together, the mountains collapsed, and the sacred trees burned.

The aura of chaos and immortality quietly diffused.

There is no light on the world, and the sun hangs in the west.

At this moment, the only light in the world was on Young Master Ling Xiao.

Stalwart, tall, tall...pull!

Then!

Everyone was stunned to see that the moment that Jian Hui fell, it seemed to quietly stagnate for a moment, and was directly caught by the **** of the Ling Clan Young Master, no matter how hard it was to get close.

"Crack."

The sound of shattering quietly came into my ears, and I saw that Baizhang Jianhui shattered in one breath, and there was only a shocking crack in the space, which seemed to prove that the sword just now could open the sky and cut the earth.

"Guru."

Above Jianshan, there were bursts of saliva swallowing sounds, everyone was stunned looking at the black silhouettes with one hand behind them and one hand lightly in front of them.

At this time, there was no trace of spiritual power surging outside of him, but the natural rhyme of Taoism, but it made people dazed to see... Immortal.

The imperial power has been manifested, and it is invincible in the present age.

It turns out that this young Ling clan master actually has the talent to crush a generation!

"Om!"

In the ancient forest in the distance, Ling Tian turned into an afterimage and stepped forward.

Seeing this scene, Wu Nian, Jun Mo Wu and other Jianzhong disciples' complexions suddenly changed, and even Xiang Tian's always indifferent face seemed to flicker with hesitation.

whether!

What kind of grudges Ling Tian had with the Ling Clan, I am afraid that with Ling Xiao's strength, it would be easy to kill him.

Ling Tian was indeed in a sword posture, but his realm was too low.

If you want revenge, you can only be patient, so that you can one day compete with Ling Xiao.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian!"

In the crowd, a black figure stepped out again, and the blood sword in his hand bloomed with evil splendor, rushing towards Ling Xiao angrily.

At this moment, in Jun Mo Wu's eyes, Ling Tian's move was tantamount to seeking death.

But, how could she watch the little junior who had accompanied her practicing swords all day dying in front of her own eyes?

although!

Ling Tian is an elm-headed man who only knows how to repair swords. He is unreasonable and extremely indifferent.

But it was this perseverance that made Jun Mo Wu somewhat inexplicably...happy.

"Um?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows, his eyes playfully looked at the shadow that followed Ling Tian, ​​and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a smile.

At the beginning of the respect, there is no time for swordsmanship, and ten thousand luck.

Moreover, looking at this appearance, it seems that he has some feelings for Ling Tian.

But, brother, you should have pure love for this template. Listen to your brother's advice, you can't grasp the harem or something, let brother come.

Let brother bear all the abuses in the world, and take the enemy's malice for you, and as long as you are invincible in the world, then...just kill them all for me.