Chapter 49 Killing Wang Ning Another Spirit Rank Martial Skill!
The woman's earlobes suddenly turned red, and she hesitated: "I found this in the crevice of the cliff when I was collecting medicine. Although it is only damaged, I think it may be useful to my senior brother, so I will give it to you."
"Haha, then I'll accept it!"
Ling Tian nodded and didn't care. He handed over the weapon refining materials and left the sect's Yi Market.
The purpose of his trip was to collect the materials for Poquan Dan, but now it was enough.
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After leaving Yishi, Ling Tian rushed towards Qianlian Peak.
But gradually, Ling Tian's speed was slowing down. At this time, his spiritual thoughts were enough to cover a distance of dozens of feet nearby.
Arriving at a hidden place at the corner of a cliff, Ling Tian smiled without trace at the corners of his mouth, and the light and shadow in the shadows ahead flickered, and a figure appeared there.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Ling Tian said coldly.
"Hmph, Ling Tian, I've been following you for many days! I finally caught you. I think the scenery here is nice, just perfect for burying you!" The man was wearing a black robe and slowly took off his turban, revealing a cold face.
A bit of a sinister smile, looking extremely weird in the shadows.
"Wang Ning!" Ling Tian pretended to be surprised and said, "What do you want to do? This is the boundary of Qianlian Peak!"
"So what about Qianlian Peak!"
Wang Ning roared in a low voice, "You killed my son and made me lose everything. I am not afraid of anything. Today, I killed you and then flew away. What can Qianlian Peak do to me?!"
A trace of fear flashed across Ling Tian's face at the right time, and he turned around to escape.
"Hey, Ling Tian, I advise you not to struggle pointlessly anymore. This time, I won't give you any chance, I will crush your bones one by one!"
Wang Ning licked his mouth and blew, showing a bloodthirsty expression. He had already reached the early stage of Piquan many years ago and was much stronger than Du Fei. It was really easy to kill the disciples in the pure body stage.
"Bury with my son!"
Wang Ning drew a fiery red spear from behind and headed straight for Ling Tian.
Facing Ling Tian, who was only at the ninth level of pure body, he still used the mysterious weapon. Although it was not a high-quality weapon, its momentum was extremely powerful. It was a powerful blow from the early stage of Piquan, vowing to kill Ling Tian instantly.
After many attempts to assassinate Ling Tian failed, Wang Ning was extremely cautious this time. He didn't want to experience disappointment again. He wanted Ling Tian to die immediately!
Seeing Wang Ning's spear tip stabbing at him like lightning.
At this moment, the look of panic on Ling Tian's face suddenly disappeared, his eyes instantly regained clarity, and he suddenly turned around.
"Fight!"
A bit of cruelty flashed in Ling Tian's heart, and the spiritual thoughts in his body burst out of his body, turning into a colorless sword blade the size of a finger, and pierced Wang Ning's head.
Soul-Splitting Sword!
A rudimentary spiritual attack method recorded in the Taichu Sutra of Tempering Spiritual Thoughts!
Today's Lingtian's divine will can only launch such an attack once, but after being tempered by Taichu Sutra, Lingtian's spiritual attack will be hit unexpectedly even if it is attacked in the early stage of Piquan!
Facing Wang Ning's all-out attack, Ling Tian could only resort to this untried method.
Wang Ning was shocked when he saw Ling Tian's panicked expression suddenly disappear, but before he could react, he felt as if his mind was being pierced by a sword. An unbearable sting suddenly appeared, causing his figure to disappear.
He also suddenly trembled and his attack stopped instantly.
"snort!"
At the critical moment, Ling Tian used Chasing Wind Step, and flashed in front of Wang Ning. The Thunder Sword was unsheathed, and the thunder cracked the ground and exploded with a ten-foot-long sword energy, directly splitting Wang Ning's head away.
Wang Ning died, and the mysterious weapon in his hand fell to the ground. Ling Tian picked it up and put it into the ring without even looking at it. He searched Wang Ning's body again, but found nothing.
In order to avoid causing more trouble, Ling Tian disposed of Wang Ning's body, put away his cloak, and returned to Qianlianfeng Residence.
Originally, Ling Tian was looking for traces of Wang Ning. Now that this serious concern has been solved, Ling Tian finally felt relieved.
Returning to the house without alerting anyone, Ling Tian got into the house and sat cross-legged, but the shock in his mind had not dissipated.
Looking back, it was extremely thrilling.
Ling Tian's current Thunder Sword Sutra has only been refined into a move of running thunder and splitting the ground, and the combat power is barely equivalent to a strike of a master in the early stage of Piquan. If he and Wang Ning were to fight, he would never be able to kill him with one strike. Instead, he would be killed because of the follow-up.
He was helpless and was killed.
At the last moment, Ling Tian had already held the last talisman obtained from Li Mohai's ring in his hand. He asked Lin Shan that this thing was really a talisman, but it could only engrave attacks in the talisman.
But only masters in the Condensation stage can do it.
Fortunately, it is recorded in the Taichu Sutra that the Splitting Divine Sword is so miraculous that it can really severely damage the opponent's spiritual thoughts, causing them to lose their ability to control in an instant.
Ling Tian once understood that this kind of spiritual attack is indeed a kind of martial arts, but it is said that only by understanding the meaning can the spiritual thought be condensed into the form of the will and attack out of the body!
But those who meet this condition are Fei Fei Ling Jiao. After all, it is extremely difficult to comprehend the meaning, and the spiritual thoughts are powerful enough to be condensed into forms. They are basically old monsters in the Condensation stage, or very few in the Piquan realm with powerful spiritual thoughts.
The weapon and alchemy master can only perform special spiritual martial arts.
Martial skills like the Splitting Divine Sword are extremely rare even among spiritual level martial arts.
Therefore, Ling Tian was able to possess such means when he was at the ninth level of his pure body. It would be absolutely shocking to say that!
And this blow almost exhausted Ling Tian's spiritual consciousness. Sitting on the couch, Ling Tian took out a second-grade soul-restoring pill for restoring spiritual consciousness from his ring, evaluated it, and then began to close his eyes and vomit.
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After a full three hours, Ling Tian, who swallowed three pills of Restoration Spirits, recovered the consumed spiritual thoughts. Only he could be so unscrupulous and ignore the erysipelas and take a large amount of pills. If it were anyone else, he could recover so much spiritual thoughts.
, don’t even think about it if you don’t have a day.
Wang Ning's desperate attack made Ling Tian understand his own shortcomings. The enemies he faced would become stronger and stronger. If it weren't for the Splitting Divine Sword, he might have been in crisis. With a few more unexpected ways to save his life,
It is already imminent.
Thinking of this, Ling Tian took out the broken picture of the Wind Gathering Finger from the ring. Now he looked carefully, and Ling Tian found that the material of the broken picture was strange. It seemed to be made of some strange leather. He scratched it with the Blue Thunder Sword, and there was no trace of it.
If there were any traces, the toughness could be seen, which made Ling Tian feel that this pure Yang finger was definitely extraordinary.
Unfolding the remaining scroll, Ling Tian held his breath and concentrated on it, manipulating his thoughts to fill the air with the shadow of the sword.
An hour later, Ling Tian finally put the remaining pictures together with satisfaction, with a look of shock and joy on his lips.
At this time, in his mind, the new fingering technique had turned into light and shadow.