"Senior Brother, something is wrong!"

"Is the eldest brother here?"

Outside Ling Dao's room, the voices of outer disciples rang out. In the martial arts field, they naturally knew that the only one who could bring back the face to the Rising Tian Sword Sect was probably the only one who could win back the face of Ling Dao, the first outer disciple.

"What's the matter?"

The door opened and Ling Dao, wearing a white robe, walked out. For a while, he had been practicing the wilderness and Zhuxian spirit. Now he has reached the peak of his physical body realm, which is much more powerful than half a month ago.

"Senior Brother, Zhenwu Sword Sect and Xuanwu Sword Sect..."

An outer disciple briefly explained the matter on the martial arts field with the fastest speed. Zhenwu Sword Sect and Xuanwu Sword Sect said that they were here to discuss with the disciples of the Litian Sword Sect, but in fact they were just humiliating the disciples of the Litian Sword Sect.

"Let's go, go to the martial arts venue!"

"good!"

As a disciple of the Rising Sword Sect, Ling Dao naturally did not allow other disciples of the sect to bully their disciples like this. Ling Dao said he wanted to go to the martial arts field, and these outer disciples were also shocked. The Rising Sword Sect was finally saved.

The disciples brought by Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect this time are both physical realms, which is clearly just a dispute between outer disciples. Even if the inner disciples of Litian Sword Sect are angry, they cannot take action. Who makes their realm too high?

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"Don't be arrogant. When the senior brother comes, you will definitely defeat you. That is, if the senior brother doesn't come, you can be so arrogant!"

"That's right, our senior brother is much stronger than ours. If the senior brother is here, you are not worth mentioning at all!"

In the martial arts field, the outer disciples of the Rietian Sword Sect were all angry, but unfortunately they could not do anything to the disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect and the Zhenwu Sword Sect. Their only hope now is for Ling Dao.

In the competition of outer disciples, Ling Dao stood out and became the number one outer disciple, so naturally became everyone's senior brother. Now the outer disciple of the Litian Sword Sect has been swept by Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect.

"What bullshit senior brother, the strongest among the bunch of waste, isn't it still a waste? What are you fighting with us?"

"Your senior brother is probably so scared that he dared not come over, right? Otherwise, why haven't he appeared yet?"

Ling Dao had just arrived at the martial arts field and heard what the disciples of Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect said. Originally, he was just here to help other disciples of the Rising Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that the disciples of Zhenwu Sword Sect and Xuanwu Sword Sect had pointed the finger at him.

"Senior Brother?"

"Senior Brother is here!"

"Very good!"

Whether it was the injured disciple or the onlookers, they all seemed extremely excited. Originally, there were still many people who did not recognize Ling Dao in their hearts, but at this moment, Ling Dao still stood up and won the respect of many outer disciples.

"You are the senior brother they call me? It doesn't look like that!"

Ke Zhennan said sarcastically that Li Shengxiong was extremely tall at least. In addition to being handsome, Ling Dao was not very strong, and even a little thin. Previously, Ke Zhennan defeated a group of outer disciples of the Rising Tianjian Sect, and his aura had reached its peak and he didn't take Ling Dao seriously at all.

"Ling Dao, if you lose, don't speak out, at least you can still maintain your reputation. His strength is much stronger than Li Shengxiong. I wonder how confident you are?"

An elder of the Rifting Sword Sect walked to Ling Dao. The first sentence was very small, and the next sentence became louder. He had already seen Ke Zhennan's strength, and with the strength shown by Ling Dao half a month ago, he was no match for Ke Zhennan at all.

Unfortunately, this elder didn't know that Ling Dao had not shown all his strength half a month ago. Moreover, in half a month, Ling Dao had reached the peak of the physical body realm, much better than half a month ago.

Ling Dao slowly stretched out a finger, but it changed the faces of the elder and other disciples of the Rifting Sword Sect. If Ling Dao was only 10% sure, then the Rifting Sword Sect could not turn over this time.

The elder sighed. Over the years, the disciples of the Rising Sword Sect have been bullied by the disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect and the Zhenwu Sword Sect. It seems that this year is the same as before. Even Ling Dao is inferior to Ke Zhennan, let alone others.

"Hahaha, this is what you call senior brother? I'm so laughing!"

Ke Zhennan laughed, and the disciples of Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect also laughed. They didn't expect that the senior brother, the outer disciple of the Riotian Sword Sect, would be so cowardly. Before he could beat him, he said that he was only 10% sure.

"I mean, it only takes a sword to deal with you!"

Ling Dao didn't care about the ridicule of the Xuanwu Sword Sect and the Zhenwu Sword Sect disciples, and they would soon not be able to laugh. Sure enough, as soon as Ling Dao finished speaking, the smiles of these disciples were frozen on their faces.

"Arrogant!"

Ke Zhennan shouted angrily, Ling Dao simply ignored him. Even the disciples of the Rifting Sky Sword Sect were stunned. Even if they had confidence in Ling Dao, Ling Dao could not say such arrogant words, right?

"Stop talking nonsense, you can take my sword before talking!"

Everyone felt a roar, and then a lightning flashed through the sky. If Xie Ling'er had already drawn the sword quickly, then Ling's sword was really invisible. At least for the martial artist in the physical realm, this is indeed the case.

Before Ke Zhennan could draw his sword, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Ling Dao's sword had already penetrated into his chest, and blood flowed out. Ke Zhennan looked at Ling Dao incredibly, was he defeated like this?

"You are saved your life because you didn't kill my junior brother, otherwise you would be dead!"

Ling Dao drew out the long sword, and there were still some blood on the tip of the sword. Ke Zhennan smiled bitterly, then covered his chest and fell to the ground. In the Xuanwu Sword Sect, a disciple immediately ran to him and bandaged his wounds.

The entire martial arts performance venue seemed particularly quiet. Ling Dao's sword was too fast before, and Ke Zhennan had not even pulled out his sword, but was already hit by Ling Dao's sword. Even Xie Ling'er was extremely shocked. Ling Dao's sword-drawing speed was faster than her, and it was much faster.

"Is this the eldest brother of the outer disciple of the Rifting Sword Sect?"

"Why is that powerful? How fast is that sword?"

The disciples of Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect were both dumbfounded. Ke Zhennan ranked third among the outer disciples of Xuanwu Sword Sect, but even if he was the first, he could not defeat him with one sword. Isn’t that amazing?

"Whoever has ever hurt our disciples of the Sky Sword Sect? Let me stand up!"

Ling Dao held a sword in his hand and pointed his sword at all the disciples of Xuanwu Sword Sect and Zhenwu Sword Sect. One person and one sword were better than thousands of troops, and his style surpassed anyone in the field!
Chapter completed!