"You three, there is nothing you can do about me anymore! I have decided on that level of elixir today!"
Zhi Lingtian laughed wildly and ignored the three hall masters at all.
A figure has already rushed towards Chu Fengmian.
One of his hands has taken on a chaotic color, as if it contains supreme mystery.
"Come here to me!"
When Ling Tian grabbed Chu Fengmian's hand, Chu Fengmian suddenly felt a supreme suction force, as if it was trying to pull out all Chu Fengmian's flesh and blood.
"Tianshu Star Absorbing Art?"
Seeing Ling Tian take action, Chu Fengmian suddenly thought of something.
This Zhi Ling Tian's technique is actually the technique of Tianshu Palace, one of the seven major sects.
Chu Fengmian had a lot of dealings with the seven major sects in his previous life. Naturally, Chu Fengmian was very familiar with the techniques of Tianshu Palace.
It’s no wonder that Lingtian’s strength is so terrifying that he can compete with the three hall masters on his own. He practices the techniques of Tianshu Hall.
In this remote country of martial arts, a person who practices the seven major sects is naturally powerful and invincible.
"Boy, aren't you extremely qualified? Are you arrogant enough to break my record? I will kill you today and let those people see what happens if you challenge me!"
Zhi Lingtian showed a ferocious expression and yelled at Chu Fengmian.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and powerful spiritual power burst out towards Chu Fengmian.
Today, he not only wanted to steal the heaven-level elixir from Chu Fengmian, but also wanted to kill Chu Fengmian.
"sword!"
Chu Fengmian's expression was calm. Even in front of Zhi Lingtian, Chu Fengmian's expression was still not panicked at all.
The Xuan Qing Sword has been tightly held by Chu Fengmian.
"Hahaha, a little guy in the physical training realm actually wants to resist?"
Zhi Lingtian moved his big hand and grabbed Chu Fengmian. At the same time, layers of space overlapped around him, surrounding Chu Fengmian and Zhi Lingtian.
As a result, it is impossible for the three hall masters to come to the rescue.
In these layers of space, Chu Fengmian and Ling Tian were isolated, and outsiders could not see what was going on inside.
"Just right."
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fengmian's mouth.
"In this case, there is no need to be afraid if Chu takes action!"
"How can a little guy in the physical training realm still want to change the world?"
Zhi Lingtian looked at Chu Fengmian, his laughter still lingering.
A powerful sword intent almost approached his chest.
One sword, almost silent, had already pierced into Zhi Lingtian's chest.
This sword is so fast that no one can see clearly.
"The peak of sword intent! The sword is also infinite!"
Chu Fengmian spat out two words coldly.
On his body, a fierce sword intent has completely erupted,
The peak of sword power.
The realm that all swordsmen in the world dream of, the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
This level of sword intent, which even many strong sword cultivators cannot achieve, was demonstrated by Chu Fengmian today.
"What?"
Ling Tian's face was completely frozen, and the pain from the sword piercing his chest was already felt.
"boom!"
With a wave of his hand, Chu Fengmian's figure was immediately knocked away. At the same time, a blood mark was left on Ling Tian's chest.
"No, the strength of this body is still too weak."
There was a hint of gloom in Chu Fengmian's eyes. This sword actually did not kill Ling Tian.
Chu Fengmian had already used his peak sword intention, but although the sword struck, it did not penetrate Ling Tian's heart.
Chu Fengmian's strength is still insufficient. If Chu Fengmian's strength were a little stronger, he would definitely die under Ling Tian's sword.
But now that Chu Fengmian can't do anything with one sword, Chu Fengmian is the one in danger.
"Little beast! How dare you hurt me!"
Feeling the pain in my chest.
Zhi Lingtian roared angrily.
His anger had gone to his head, and he could not imagine that, as a warrior at the peak of the Wind Control Realm, he would be injured by a warrior who had only just forged a body.
"I want you to die!"
"Zhi Lingtian, this is not the place for you to act wild, get out!"
Ling Tian had not yet taken action again.
The layers of space around him have been easily broken.
An old voice suddenly sounded, and a white-haired old man appeared in front of Chu Fengmian.
Hearing this old voice, Chu Fengmian finally felt a little calmer.
This white-haired old man was the only saint in the surrounding aura that Chu Fengmian had noticed before.
Now this saint takes action, Chu Fengmian
"Where did this old guy come from, dare to go against me!"
Seeing the white-haired old man standing in front of Chu Fengmian, Zhi Lingtian yelled crazily.
Once upon a time, he was actually injured by a warrior in the body-forging realm. This was definitely a supreme humiliation for him, who was so conceited.
Now what Ling Tian thinks about is that only by killing Chu Fengmian can he wash away his humiliation.
"This kid dares to hurt me. He will definitely die today. No one can stop him!"
Zhi Lingtian yelled and hit Chu Fengmian again with his palm.
"kindness?"
Hearing Zhi Lingtian's words, the white-haired elder's eyes showed a bit of surprise, especially when he saw the scars on Zhi Lingtian's chest, his eyes were full of disbelief.
A warrior at the Body Forging Realm is actually enough to injure Zhi Lingtian, who is at the peak of the Wind Control Realm?
But now that this palm has arrived, the old man has no time to think about it.
The old man waved his big hand, and Zhi Ling Tian's palm was easily resolved. Even Zhi Ling Tian's figure was forced back a hundred feet.
"What!"
"The prince was actually forced to retreat?"
Some of the temple disciples below saw Zhi Lingtian being repelled, and their eyes widened.
They couldn't believe that the invincible prince, Zhi Lingtian, who single-handedly fought against the three hall masters, would be forced back hundreds of feet by an old man with a wave of his hand.
The strength of these two people is not on the same level.
"The Saint of Xuanbei."
"Meet the Saint Xuanbei."
When the three hall masters saw the old man, they all hurriedly bowed their heads and said respectfully.
After hearing the words of the three hall masters, everyone understood the identity of the old man in front of them.
This old man is actually a saint.
"Saint Xuanbei!"
Lingtian's face also changed drastically. When he heard the word saint, most of the fighting spirit in his heart disappeared.
Saint, a terrifying warrior in the realm of divine power.
Even if he was as arrogant as Lingtian, he would never dare to confront a saint.
"Hmph! Let's go!"
Zhi Lingtian made a quick decision, turned around, and left directly.
He had no choice but to accept this loss! Saint Xuanbei once again wanted to kill Chu Fengmian, but it was simply impossible.
"Damn Chu Fengmian, and that Saint Xuanbei, when I break through to the realm of divine power, you will all die!"
Zhi Lingtian thought fiercely in his heart and left in a hurry.