At this time, the entire martial arts arena began to gradually become silent. Ling Tian, ​​who had won 28 consecutive victories, seemed to be able to create any miracle. His unyielding momentum made people look at him with suspicion.
"Ling Tian, ​​there is a huge gap between you and Du Fei. According to the rules, you can choose to admit defeat and it will not affect your ranking!"
On the high platform, Hu Bufan said loudly that he also liked Ling Tianshen's energy, but he couldn't bear to see him suffer.
"I won't admit defeat!" Ling Tian replied decisively.
"Elder Hu, I, Du Fei, am not bullying anyone. As long as Ling Tian catches every move from me without falling off the stage, I will lose!"
Du Fei also saw Hu Bufan's intention to protect Ling Tian and said coldly.
"Then let's get started!" Hu Bufan opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.
"Haha, Ling Tian, ​​I will smash all the hard bones in your body! To avenge my brother, all your relatives will be buried with him!"
"Ling Tian, ​​kneel down!"
The last sentence sounded like thunder, and in an instant, Du Fei's strong momentum suddenly exploded.
If there is a stormy sea, Mount Tai will shroud Lingtian like the top of it!
For a moment, the airflow in the arena stirred and roared.
"What a strong momentum!"
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Du's cultivation? It seems he has advanced to the level of Quanquan!"
"Absolutely, this kind of momentum is definitely not what the ninth level of pure body should have! It seems that Senior Brother Lingtian is in danger!"
The audience exclaimed again and again, and they were also shocked by Du Fei's impressive aura.
It's just one move, but this move is probably a blow from Biquan's cultivation!
Obviously, Du Fei just wanted to kill Ling Tian with one move!
His whole body was heavy, as if he were being weighed down by a huge boulder.
Ling Tian's face was solemn, and the momentum Du Fei displayed at this moment was actually close to that of Liu Yiyi, and Liu Yiyi was a genuine Quanquan practitioner!
Du Fei turned out to have a hidden cultivation level, and at this moment, he revealed it in order to make Ling Tian unable to avoid the battle!
Between the peak of the eighth level of the pure body and Piquan, there is a whole barrier of the ninth level of the pure body. Although it is not a difference between cloud and mud, it is still a natural chasm that is difficult to cross.
Within the body, the eighth-level Heart Nourishing Meridian was running wildly, and the thousands of scattered sword shadows vibrated, as if they were breaking free from oppression.
"Hmph, you bitch, let's see how hard you can get!"
Seeing Ling Tian, ​​his whole body trembled, but he still did not kneel down. Du Fei simply stepped forward and approached Ling Tian step by step.
The pressure on Ling Tian's body doubled. His bones and joints were creaking, and the pain was as severe as cracking.
ah
With a soft shēn yín, Ling Tian's body swayed slightly and actually moved.
From the beginning, Ling Tian was at a disadvantage and was completely suppressed.
"No, even if Ling Tian wins twenty-eight times in a row, he is still no match for Senior Brother Du. The gap in cultivation level is too big!"
"In the end, he still died in front of the inner sect. This sword slave Ling Tian was ultimately no match for fate!"
Du Fei's reputation in the outer sect was unparalleled. Seeing this scene, most of them ridiculed Ling Tian.
Compared to a proud man like Du Fei, they were not willing to see a sword slave who was once inferior to them shine and bloom.
Ah uh!!
In the arena, Ling Tian seemed to have been pressed to the limit, groaning in pain.
No, I can't just kneel down like this!
My mother and mèi were in the audience, and they were just looking at me.
And she must be worried about me at this time.
The inner door is right in front of us. I, Ling Tian, ​​have been reborn for the rest of my life, but I have yet to fulfill my promise.
I, Ling Tian, ​​cannot kneel, cannot be defeated, let alone die!
I, Ling Tian, ​​have a sword-like mind in my body and a sword-intention in my body. Even if it is a spring, I would rather break it than bend it!
Fight, I want to fight!
The pressure was as heavy as a thousand, and the body was on the verge of collapse, but the unyielding feeling in his heart made Ling Tian hold on to his body. In the Dantian Qi sea, the wind howled, and the eighth level of the Heart Nourishing Sutra was running crazily, even the ten thousand
Thousands of sword intentions stirred up and formed a whirlpool, rushing towards Ling Tian's limbs and bones.
jump jump jump!
There were muffled sounds one after another, and the unyielding Ling Tian actually broke through the shackles with the blessing of his sword intention!
The air flow in his body surged and surged, creating dense whirlpools of wind around his body, disturbing his sleeves!
"Hmph, are you unwilling to accept it? Are you still harboring illusions about the inner sect? Ling Tian, ​​remember that today, all the shame was given to you by me!"
Du Fei also noticed the changes in Ling Tian's body. He immediately stepped forward and raised his hand, the Green Tiger Fist suddenly descended with the shadow of his fist!
The Qinghu Fist, which is still at the level of Dacheng, had seriously injured the leader of the ninth level of the Pure Body just now, and this punch was blessed by the Piquan Sea of ​​Qi, making it even more powerful!
At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly raised his head.
Hot heart, blazing eyes!
Even if it is a fierce tiger or a dragon, what is there to fear!
I saw Ling Tian's right arm shake, and he suddenly pulled out the Blue Thunder Sword that had been embedded in the ring. In an instant, countless sword shadows followed the arm and used the Green Thunder Sword crazily. The thunder light was blazing, shattering all the pressure and momentum around him.
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There was a thunderous explosion, and the lightning was dazzling. In an instant, Ling Tian was illuminated by a layer of silver light.
"Thunder shook, lightning flashed! How could this sword have the momentum of the Thunder Sword Technique!"
On the high platform of the inner gate in the distance, the elders and disciples of Qifeng were all shocked.
Zhong Changkong, the master of Jinyun Peak, shouted in a low voice: "Is this the Thunder Sword Technique? Such an artistic conception is obviously much higher than the Dacheng realm!"
"The greater the success, is it the state of perfection?!" An elder behind him echoed in agreement.
However, as soon as the words fell, a series of hissing sounds came one after another.
To achieve perfection in swordsmanship, one must understand the artistic conception of swordsmanship!
And understanding the artistic conception of swordsmanship means possessing the swordsmanship!
"For many years, there have been many disciples who have practiced the Thunderbolt and Thunder Sword Techniques. However, in the Pure Body Realm, it seems that there is no one who has touched the realm of perfection with the Thunderbolt Sword Technique alone in the Ziyun Sect!" A beard has appeared on his head.
Snow-white Muyun Peak Master Qin Han sighed, causing a kind of disciple to nod.
Hu Bufan also echoed: "One more thing to add, without the assistance of awakened martial arts!"
"Why is this son so powerful in the way of swordsmanship? If he really possesses sword intention and awakens his martial spirit, his future is limitless. It is truly our Ziyun Sect's great fortune!"
Even Hu Bufan couldn't help but be moved.
"Hehe, Master, this Ling Tian is the disciple that my father helped you accept. It is said that he possesses third-grade fire!"
At the very edge of the Seven Peaks disciples was the Qianlian Peak lineage, which was very conspicuous because there were only ten people, the smallest number among the Seven Peaks. Lin Yanyan stood behind Liu Qianlian, the master of Qianlian Peak, and said with a smile.
"Oh, so it's this kid. Your dad told me about him before! Well, he's a good prospect, haha!" Liu Qianlian was also quite satisfied with Ling Tian's performance.
Read Chapter T of the original C version!
"snort!"
At this time, Zhong Changkong, the leader of Jinyun Peak not far away, snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "So he is your preparatory disciple of Qianlian Peak. Haha, he has good strength. However, whether he can survive under Du Fei's hands is a question!
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Zhong Changkong, who was dressed in golden attire, had a gloomy expression. Jin Yunfeng and Qianlian Peak had always had a bad relationship, and he did not want to see such an outstanding disciple appear in Qianlian Peak.
"Haha, Zhong Changkong, I know that Du Fei has been appointed by you a long time ago, but these ten people are all the geniuses of our Ziyun Sect. You'd better not avenge yourself!" Liu Qianlian also said coldly, tit for tat.
Hu Bufan's expression also changed when he heard that the two peak masters were not speaking kindly. He looked at Master Ziyun who was sitting cross-legged and calmly beside him. The big hand in his sleeve had already manifested a ball of fire.
"Need not"
A misty voice reached his ears, and Hu Bufan suppressed his thoughts and dispersed the fire in his hands.
In the arena, Ling Tian shouted loudly, as if he wanted to vent all his unwillingness and humiliation. The blue thunder sword came down from the ground, and the lightning was bright, and he swept out with one sword!
The ethereal flame rose from Dantian, poured into the Blue Thunder Sword along the arm, and attached to the lightning!
The strong energy in the sea of ​​qi was about to burst his body, and the thousands of sword intentions were like bone-scraping blades, tearing apart skin, bones, and flesh.
Although he was in great pain, Ling Tian still waved his sword with all his strength.
Behead, I want to behead!
All obstacles and shackles blocking me will eventually be broken!
The thunder light illuminated Ling Tian's delicate face. Although the face was extremely pale at this time, it was full of sword-like unruliness.
The sound of thunder was like Ling Tian's roar. At this moment, Ling Tian's explosive momentum was about to split the sky!
Du Fei's originally dismissive expression also changed in an instant.
However, he also pushed the Qinghu Fist to the extreme and swept away.
He didn't believe that Ling Tian could block the power of his own punch with Biquan's cultivation level!
"boom!"
The speed of the two was extremely fast, there was an explosion, and the fists and swords were already clashing together.
However, the scene where Ling Tian was shattered by a punch was not performed.
Du Fei groaned, his whole body was pierced by lightning and numb, he took a dozen steps back and almost fell off the ring.
Chapter completed!