Chapter 818 Mountains and rivers stick triple Chengyu
"I didn't expect you to refine your physical body."
On the ring, Yang Ling looked at Ling Tian in the distance. Although he didn't see any blood stains from the gaps in Ling Tian's cracked breastplate, he did notice the light golden skin inside.
The sword strike just now, after being resisted by the Hell Flame Stick and Ling Tian's armor, the sharp sword energy that finally fell on Ling Tian was no longer enough to split Ling Tian's body.
This was somewhat beyond Yang Ling's expectations.
Even a leader in the same realm would not dare to bear this sword with full firepower.
But not only did Ling Tian survive, he was only slightly injured, which really surprised him.
Ling Tian looked at the damage to the armor, and the cold look on his face became more and more fierce. Yang Ling's sword skills were also beyond his expectation.
If his Vajra body hadn't been powerful enough, the sword strike just now might have really turned red.
Both sides made one move each, but neither of them used any martial arts skills. The difference was obvious.
"You did exceed my expectations, but... this is just the beginning!"
Yang Ling snorted coldly, and suddenly, his figure disappeared from the spot again.
In the dilapidated venue, Thunder entangled, the two fought again, the aftermath stirred up, and the battle resumed with swords and sticks fighting.
Ling Tian's face was solemn, and under the crazy urging of Shan He, the prison fire stick burst out with shocking gravity, and violently clashed with the sharp and violent thunder and lightning sword light.
"The late golden posthumous success..."
After only ten moves, Ling Tian felt that he was gradually struggling. He had noticed that the opponent had been promoted to the late stage of the Golden Stage for some time, and his cultivation was stable. His vitality was vast and thick, and with just a thought, the violent vitality would flow like a volcano.
Like a boiling explosion.
If he hadn't raised his cultivation to the peak of the middle stage of the golden body before leaving seclusion, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to use his vitality to compete with the opponent.
This Yang Ling's background is already at the level of a genius in the academy, and the strength of his vitality caused by his internal skills and mental methods is only a step behind him.
At the moment, Ling Tian can still draw a tie with Yang Ling with the help of his fist gloves and the Hell Flame Rod in the Hell Flame Rod.
But this state of affairs cannot last.
The other party's true energy is rich and powerful. If he continues to entangle like this, he will be forcefully consumed to death sooner or later.
"Haha, you can't beat me, so just admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise, the knife in my hand will not show any mercy."
As if aware of the fluctuations in Ling Tian's heart, Yang Ling flashed a ruthless look in his eyes, and with a cold shout, the sword light was like lightning, and he kept striking out.
The force of the sword rolled through the boundless sea of clouds, and along with the sharp whistling sound caused by the sword's light breaking through the air, the sword in Yang Ling's hand evolved, and the vast thunder and power of thousands of troops passing through the mountains and roaring tsunami echoed in the four directions, deafening.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sword light exploded like thunder, and the violent wind exploded, and the shadow of the stick dancing in the sky above Ling Tian's head also showed signs of failure.
The expressions of many experts who were watching the battle changed slightly, and they saw some clues.
"Haha, Yang Ling is starting to get angry and won't give Ling Tian a chance anymore."
"Once Ling Tian can't resist the pressure and there is a flaw, then he will lose!"
The situation on the field was gradually tilting towards Yang Ling, and gradually everyone could tell that Ling Tian's situation was very bad, no matter how poor their eyesight was.
But only Yang Ling, who was in the center of the venue, felt a little irritated in his heart. The weapon in Ling Tian's hand was too powerful. His stick skills were violent and violent, like huge waves rising into the sky. Even though he had a considerable advantage, he could not directly
Defeat Ling Tian.
"Let's see how you take this move!"
Yang Ling's eyes flashed with cold anger, and he was finally a little impatient.
Amidst the loud shouting, an eight-foot-nine thunder snake suddenly rose up from behind.
The shape of the thunder snake was peculiar, with a pair of wings sprouting from seven inches away, and above the snake's head, there was a single horn made of thunder. It looked very strange!
The next moment, the martial spirit retreated, and Yang Ling's sword light suddenly condensed into a roaring giant blue thunder dragon. The snake opened its huge mouth, and the thunder fangs radiated endless sharpness as it swooped down.
The giant thunder and lightning dragon was so terrifying and huge that it almost spanned most of the arena. As the sword fell, it was like an ancient beast reappearing.
"Oops! Yang Ling used the power of his martial soul, the eight-foot-nine-foot-long one-horned thunder-winged snake!"
The faces of everyone in Xiaoyao Academy suddenly changed into an uproar. Yang Ling suddenly used martial arts and sword skills, which really caught people off guard.
Even from a distance of several thousand meters, one can feel how powerful the thunder dragon condensed with swords in the sky is.
Ling Tian, who was the first to bear the brunt, didn't know how much pressure he would face.
This sword is more than twice as powerful as before.
Now that Ling Tian is in a desperate state, how can he resist Yang Ling's powerful sword?
"Haha, good sword skills!"
Ling Tian's pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was filled with real energy. The next moment, his shoulders trembled, and a pure crystal sword soul appeared behind him.
Although the sword soul is only more than eight feet long, the entire sword soul, which is shining with a purple-gold color, is suddenly larger and smaller. Fortunately, the whole sword seems to be breathing!
The next moment, after the sword soul had expanded to its extreme position, it was suddenly withdrawn into the body by Ling Tian. The sea of qi was shaking and boiling under the blessing of the power of the sword soul.
The prison flame stick in Ling Tian's hand, the soul of the weapon jumped out in pain, roared towards the thunder dragon, and then Ling Tian suddenly blasted the stick towards the sky!
"Shanhe Stick, Chengyu!"
This is the third level of the mountain and river stick, and Ling Tian has not been able to fully master it even during practice.
But facing Yang Ling's sword, Ling Tian's heart boiled with pride, and he directly chose to use this third killing move!
Clear sky, clear sky.
Ling Tian's stick carried boundless storm power, and it seemed that he wanted to block the entire sky with one stick.
Let the boundless black clouds on the Leiden Peak be cleared away directly!
boom!
In an instant, the stick shadow collided with the thunder dragon, causing a continuous sound of wind and thunder that resounded throughout the world.
The dilapidated Hundred Battles Tower at the foot was originally in ruins, but this time it completely exploded, and terrifying deep pits could be seen everywhere. Rocks flew, creating a terrifying aftermath, which turned into a strong wind and swept away waves of madness.
In the strong wind, many spectators narrowed their eyes slightly, their expressions were extremely shocked, and there was a trace of panic deep in their hearts.
horrible!
How terrible!
The battle between the two was so frightening that it was impossible to imagine such terrifying power being displayed by two students from the academy.
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