When Ling Tian's words, like thunder on the ground, sounded under the Holy Sword Mountain, it undoubtedly caused a roar in an instant, making almost all the warriors who were practicing and sparring under the mountain shocked. Ling Tian was like this.
Is it an active invitation to fight?
This is really unexpected.
Now, the person who comes to visit is not an ordinary disciple of Jiange, but Yu Sen, who ranks third in Jiange and has entered the realm of the Martial Emperor two years ago!
"This guy is really overestimating his abilities."
"However, I do hope that Ling Tian can win. Jiange has been a bit too arrogant recently."
More and more disciples gathered around, and some supported Ling Tian.
Of course, there are an overwhelming number of people who think that Ling Tian is asking for trouble and humiliation.
After all, it seems that Ling Tian is the only person on the Qi Pavilion side.
But what he said was that he wanted to challenge the entire Jiange.
Isn't this looking for a fight?
In fact, if it wasn't for his helplessness, Ling Tian would not have chosen to break up with Jiange so quickly.
If you want to blame, blame this Jiange disciple for bullying Zhang Jing and the others.
His Lingtian brother has never been wronged in the Tianwai Secret Treasures, and he definitely will not be wronged in Jiuxiao.
"Haha, you kid, you are really just like what my sister said, you are so arrogant that you don't know the heights of the world!"
Among the crowd, Yu Sen was even more shocked and angry.
He originally wanted to deal with Ling Tian in front of the other disciples, and then get the middle-grade immortal weapon in his hand, but he didn't expect that Ling Tian didn't follow the routine at all, and turned against the guests, so he challenged him first.
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In this way, this guy is starting to gain momentum.
"In this case, if I, the disciple of Jiange, do not fight, I will make others laugh at me."
Yu Sen sneered again and again, "Who among you can go up and give this guy some color?"
Behind him, except for Yu Weiyang, the four disciples looked at each other in confusion.
They already know that Ling Tian possesses the Taichu martial spirit. Even if it is disabled, it is still no worse than the ancient level Taichu. How can an ordinary genius at the top of his soul be his opponent?
"No need to bother, I don't have time to waste on you."
"Wait, let's go together."
However, at the foot of Holy Sword Mountain, Ling Tian's figure continued to jump until it was on the largest platform, and then it hovered.
"Here should be enough for you to wait for it to be used."
This Ling Tian actually spoke arrogantly and even chose the arena himself.
He clearly didn't take the people in Jiange seriously.
"You madman, you are too arrogant. If I don't show you something today, do you really think that Taichu Martial Spirit is invincible?"
"Junior brothers, let's go together!"
The disciple who had just joined the Martial Emperor finally couldn't bear it any longer and took out the quasi-immortal weapon in his hand and rushed forward.
The three peak masters of the soul behind him also followed closely.
One-on-one, they were really unsure, but now they were together, what were they afraid of?
You know, among the four of them, Emperor Wu is in charge.
The disciples of the Martial Emperor Realm among the Tianjiao are not comparable to ordinary Martial Emperors. Their combat power is definitely comparable to the combat power of Sanxian.
Even if Ling Tian is pregnant with Taichu, can he still turn the world upside down?
However, Yu Weiyang was frowning. She suddenly remembered that during the Hundred Sects Competition, Jiang Xian of Cangmang Battle Hall was killed by Ling Tian on the spot.
If his elder brother doesn't take action, who can be Ling Tian's opponent?
"Haha, Ling Tian, this competition is not just for fun. If you lose, you must apologize to my sword pavilion in public. In addition, hand over the mid-grade quasi-immortal weapon in your hand!"
"Do you dare?"
Yu Sen shouted under the ring.
"Why don't you dare? However, if I win, you will present the weapons of Zhang Jing and others with both hands, and then kneel down to apologize!"
Ling Tian stood with his hands behind his back. Under the ring, Ling Tian and others were even more excited.
"Hahaha, your tone is really not small, so what if I promise you?"
On the stage, the only talented disciple of the Martial Emperor realm raised the weapon in his hand. It was the quasi-immortal sword Chang Qiong in Zhang Jing's hand.
Chang Qiong pointed directly at Ling Tian, "Ling Tian, remember, I am Jiange..."
"There is no need to sign up. In my eyes, those who do not have the Taichu Martial Spirit are nothing but trash."
However, before the four Martial Emperors had finished speaking, Ling Tian had already moved. With a flash of light in his hand, he directly swung the stick to cross the river. Amidst the roaring sounds of Sanskrit sounds, it was like the shadow of the stick bursting from a dike.
Mountains and seas are generally swept away.
The momentum of the stick shadow shook the entire arena, making all the disciples watching have their mouths open.
It seemed that Ling Tian had not used the energy of Taichu Martial Spirit yet, but the aura that exploded was already so terrifying.
Moreover, the stick in his hand can be seen at a glance to be not a mortal thing, but a quasi-immortal weapon!
There are still so many treasures in Ling Tian’s hands!
"Let's take action together!"
The disciple of the Martial Emperor Realm didn't have time to be ashamed and angry. He roared and directly raised his aura to the peak. Under the Martial Emperor's glow, he slashed down with a sharp sword.
Although this guy's cultivation was not as good as that of Jiang Xian at that time, he attacked with all his strength at this time, and he still used weapons. For a while, the momentum was terrifying.
In addition, there were two people on the left and right taking action, which made it impossible for the onlookers to predict the outcome.
Bang!
boom!
However, just when the magical powers of the stick shadow and the sword pavilion disciples clashed together, the latter was like paper, shattered and cracked inch by inch!
"What? Impossible!"
"Use Ling Bao!"
They never expected that Ling Tian's stick was so powerful, so the three disciples quickly used their spiritual treasures to protect themselves.
But the level of these spiritual treasures is not yet the top level spiritual treasures. How can they wait for the energy of the current Duergun?
During the Hundred Sects Competition, Ling Tian was able to kill Jiang Xian with one finger. Now that he has advanced to the peak of Yuanshen, the Sanskrit Soundless Phase Stick Technique used by the Du'e Stick is only the second level and is enough to suppress everything.
clang!
puff!
There was an explosion, and the shadow of the stick swept away everything in front. The disciple of the Martial Emperor was the first to bear the brunt, and was directly knocked away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he knelt on the edge of the formation on the spot, without any strength to fight.
The other few people, like dead dogs, lay limp on the ground.
If it weren't for the fact that no one could harm their lives during the sparring, Ling Tian's stick would have been enough to kill them on the spot!
With a roll of his big hand, Ling Tian rolled Chang Qiong and other weapons off the ring, and then enveloped himself with aura, making all the sword pavilion disciples kneel in the direction of Zhang Jing and others.
"Brother, I've evened this gap."
Zhang Jing and others took over the weapon. This quasi-immortal weapon had been following them for a long time. Now that it was lost and found, they were inexplicably excited.
"Brother, thanks."
With such a brother, what more could I ask for?
"Is that Yu Sen?"
"Now, do you still want to go?"
However, Ling Tian had already looked at the dull-looking Third Brother of Jiange, Yu Sen, who was below the ring.
