Chapter 417 Jinghong slashes the golden body with a sword, thanking me for my sole protection, domineering! 】
"This knife will kill you!"
The commander roared ferociously, waiting for Ling Tian to show fear and kneel down, waiting for death.
"Haha, kill me? Just with this piece of scrap metal?"
Ling Tian put away the Soul-Destroying Staff and grasped the hilt of the Jinghong Sword.
The opponent used earth weapons, and relying solely on the soul-breaking stick and demon-subduing stick techniques was already far from enough.
However, today, the Jinghong Sword has just been born, and Ling Tian also wants to test the sharpness of the Jinghong Sword. It is suitable to use the Golden Body Grandmaster and the earth weapon.
Thinking of this, Ling Tian suddenly drew his sword!
The bright golden thunder light burst out from the Zique Sword scabbard, instantly shining across the entire valley.
"roar!"
A dragon's roar shook the surrounding area. Ling Tian raised the dazzling lightsaber in his hand high. On the sword body, nine formations merged along the sword's spine, turning into a divine dragon surrounded by thunder and energy, crazily accumulating energy.
Within Ling Tian's dantian, the nine-color Taoist base instantly emerged on the sea of qi, turning wildly, like a surging motive, pressing the vitality to the limbs and bones, and instantly wandered through the exclusive meridians of the Thunder Sword Sutra.
Finally, it merges into the right hand.
It's too late, it's too late.
From Ling Tian drawing the sword to the vitality wandering, it is just a matter of breath.
At this time, the sword in Ling Tian's hand was already bathed in the endless sizzling thunder, as if the mighty sword intent was vibrating between thunders in the sky.
Although he didn't use his martial spirit, he still had the sword intent!
"Bathing in thunder, cutting stars!"
The third level of Thunder Sword Sutra is currently the most proficient killing move that Ling Tian has mastered.
The Jinghong Sword carries tens of thousands of lightnings and cuts them down directly in the air.
A thunder dragon phantom appeared in the night sky, shocking the mountains and fields.
"No, it's impossible!"
The commander's sword energy was already halfway through, and he could clearly sense how powerful the opponent's sword was.
Even the weapon in his hand was trembling.
The weapon soul is afraid...
Even the souls of earthly weapons can be afraid. What the hell is this sword in Ling Tian’s hand!
Escape, can't escape.
Ling Tian's sword energy is too weak.
The commander immediately produced several talismans and seals, and raised a tortoise-shell-shaped shield in his left hand, raising it high to protect his body.
After he had done all this, Ling Tian's Thunder-Breaking Stars had already fallen.
"puff!""
In front of the sword energy, the sword energy formed by the earth weapon was torn apart inch by inch. Without any soldering resistance, it successively chopped off the protection of several talismans and seals. Even the turtle shell shield was cut into pieces like tofu.
Became two halves.
"ah!"
The commander only saw a flash of lightning through the torn shield, and then he lost any consciousness.
boom!
The sword energy split the ground, and within a hundred feet, a deep ravine lay across. The place it passed was scorched black, as if it was scorched by flames.
And the body of the golden master suddenly fell down and broke into two halves, and was actually evaporated without even bleeding.
Although the opponent did not use the power of the golden body martial soul, Ling Tian also did not use the martial soul.
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The Jinghong Sword struck out for the first time and killed the golden body!
Ling Tian lowered his head and looked at the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and he was also very pleased.
He didn't have much idea of how powerful this natal sword energy was.
Now that he was at the third level of the Thunder Sword, he was quite satisfied with how he had killed the peak of the early stage of the Golden Body with complete victorious vitality.
Although this is not the strongest blow in his ultimate state, it is the sword he is most confident with.
Returning the sword to its sheath, Ling Tian flew over, first took off his storage bag and put it into the ring, and then opened his shattered mask.
What caught his eye was a face that looked particularly resolute.
Ling Tian didn't know him.
Then he lifted up the black robe on his body, and the clothes that caught Ling Tian's eyes made his pupils shrink suddenly.
The blue brocade robe has the word Qing embroidered on its chest!
The golden elder of Qingtian Sect!
Although he had already made a guess in his mind, Ling Tian was still filled with hatred when he confirmed it.
This Qingtian Sect is really bullying people!
"Haha, Ling Tian, as a friend, I want to remind you not to be deceived..."
At this time, in a dark and cold corner in the distance, an eerie voice suddenly rang out. If Ling Tian had not been familiar with this voice for a long time, most people would definitely be frightened half to death in this dark night where corpses were strewn everywhere.
"What's the meaning?"
Ling Tian turned around, and when Yin Biluo arrived, he appeared.
"This person is not an elder of the Qingtian Sect. He is someone who deliberately diverted your attention..."
Yin Biluo's figure flashed and arrived in front of Ling Tian, squatting in front of the master.
"If it's not the elder of Qingtian Sect, who is that?"
"This person's name is Zhang Tai. He is the core organization of Yunhou Mansion and a leader of the Twelve Departments of Yunwei." As Yin Biluo spoke, he took out a bottle of liquid and dripped it on Zhang Tai's body. The next moment, Zhang Tai
Tai's whole body turned into a puddle of water and seeped into the ground.
"Yunwei? Yunhou Mansion?!"
Ling Tian suddenly frowned and muttered: "It seems that Yun Yang wants to kill me..."
"Haha, now, he finally can't tolerate me?"
"You are wrong. You overestimated this man's tolerance. Perhaps he is not as good as that old guy from Qingtian Sect Yueqiong." Yin Biluo sneered.
"What do you mean?" Ling Tian rolled his eyes and suddenly realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
"You won't forget the assassination on the bank of the Cloud River, right?"
"hiss!"
When Ling Tian heard this, the scenes from a few months ago appeared in his mind one after another.
The ghost is beating the wall, the man in black is holding a sickle...
Ling Tian groaned and suddenly said: "That forest was tampered with by your Dark Blade Sect?"
The ghost hitting the wall is clearly a trick of Qimen Dunjia. And the person holding the sickle looks so similar to Yin Biluo's aura!
"That's right!"
Yin Biluo said: "I originally wanted to drag you in the forest, but I didn't expect you to destroy me. That Yun Yang found you before leaving. And it was me who saved you in the end!"
"It turns out it was Yun Yang. That time, he wanted to blame Cheng Feiyu!"
Ling Tian's face was as gloomy as water.
This Yun Yang originally wanted to kill himself after the moon-appreciating party. The viciousness of his heart made him increasingly angry.
"Haha, Prince Yun Yang doesn't need much reason to kill anyone, but he can't kill you no matter how hard he tries. That should be enough to make him depressed!" Yin Biluo shook his head, "Okay, let's go, it's very dangerous here.
Other Cloud Guards will be looking for you soon. I'll clean up this battlefield."
"Okay, thank you very much. See you tomorrow!"
Ling Tiangong cupped his hands, put on the cloak of the Dark Blade Gate, and then disappeared into the valley after a few folds.
"At such a young age, his fighting power is so tyrannical. How terrifying would it be if we waited for him to become a golden body?"
A black flame rose from the ground, and then condensed into a figure. It was the Master of Hall Si.
"I dare to conclude that this son will definitely disturb Yunzhou martial arts in the future. After the martial arts conference, Yunzhou will be in chaos!"