The location where the arena was built was located in Nancheng. A square was cleared and a towering arena was built.
It is said that several immortal formation masters were invited to set up barriers around the arena to prevent the aftermath of the battle from harming those around them.
When Luo Xiu came here, many people had gathered around the arena, and a stand was set up not far from the arena. Many young heroes were already sitting on it, with proud expressions and powerful cultivators surging on their bodies.
for fluctuations.
Suddenly, a figure fell on the ring, dressed in white and looking proud.
"My dear, Tong Zhengqing, is there any friend who would like to come up and give me some advice?"
As he spoke, Tong Zhengqing, a young man in white clothes, showed the early cultivation of the Immortal King. Liexun in white clothes had a very conceited expression on his face, as if he regarded all his opponents as nothing.
Behind the crowd around the ring, a cold light flashed in Luo Xiu's eyes, because anyone who entered the ring wanted to pursue Yan Yue'er, so in his eyes they were all opponents and guys who needed to be taught a lesson.
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"He is a hero of the Holy Spirit Clan!"
"I heard that although this Tong Zhengqing does not have the blood of the Holy Spirit Clan, he can be recruited as a disciple by the Holy Spirit Mountain. He must be a person with outstanding talents."
"Does this need to be said? Anyone who can become a successor to the Holy Land must be a genius. Otherwise, how could he have cultivated to the realm of the Immortal King at such a young age?"
There was a lot of chatter among the crowd, and many people were looking forward to seeing who would go up to fight.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a ray of light came instantly and landed on the arena.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the man in the hat who appeared on the ring.
"Your Excellency, please tell me your name." Tong Zhengqing saw his opponent appear, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"You don't need to know." The man in the hat said in a cold voice.
Luo Xiu watched from a distance. He was not surprised by Lin Tian's rise to power, because he knew that because of the incident of being coerced by the Holy Spirit Tribe at the Bone Burial Ground, Lin Tian must have great resentment towards the Holy Spirit Tribe in his heart.
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Since this Tong Zhengqing was from Holy Spirit Mountain, Lin Tian would never show mercy.
And seeing Lin Tian going up, Luo Xiu was not in a hurry. He felt that today's matter might be very interesting.
"What an arrogant rat, I am a disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain, don't you deserve to know your origin?" Tong Zhengqing said with an angry look on his face. With his background as a disciple of the Holy Land, few people would dare to look down upon him like this.
"You talk too much." Lin Tian stepped forward, murderous intent surging.
"court death!"
Tong Zhengqing shouted angrily, and his body turned into an afterimage in an instant. He raised his hand and made a palm print, then headed towards Lin Tianzhen to kill him.
When the battle started, all eyes turned over in an instant. Now that the arena was set, a battle was absolutely inevitable.
Many people think that there will be no suspense in this fight. Tong Zhengqing is a disciple of Holy Spirit Mountain. If he dares to be the first to enter the ring, he must have good fighting power.
Lin Tian stood still and did not move. It was not until Tong Zhengqing came closer that a cold light flickered from his hand.
Clang!
The moment the cold light flashed, the sound of a war sword being unsheathed resounded like gold cracking through stone.
Generally speaking, let alone the realm of immortals, even those in the realm of gods and demons will keep weapons in their bodies and use them at any time.
But Lin Tian seemed to have practiced a completely different fighting method. He held the sword in his hand.
The fairy sword was placed in the scabbard. The moment it was taken out of the scabbard, the murderous intent was extremely fierce.
"puff!"
Blood splattered, and to everyone's surprise, Tong Zhengqing's wrists were cut off. Blood splashed everywhere, and Tong Zhengqing retreated in panic.
For a moment, many people looked shocked. Who is this man in a bamboo hat? He actually killed a disciple of the Holy Land with just one sword?
Luo Xiu had a smile on his face. He had already seen that what Lin Tian practiced was swordsmanship, which was an extremely powerful martial art, and its combat effectiveness was unparalleled in the same realm.
Kendo, really speaking, is not a rule, but a martial art. Integrating the rules of all heavens and laws into kendo can enhance combat power.
What Lin Tian practiced was the rules of space. He integrated the rules of space into the way of swordsmanship, making him even more unpredictable and his swordsmanship astonishing.
If you practice to a more advanced level and integrate the three supreme rules into the way of swordsmanship, then you will be truly powerful and terrifying.
But very few people can cultivate to that level.
On the ring, Tong Zheng retreated quickly. His cultivation had reached the realm of the Immortal King, and he could already regenerate his severed limbs.
Under the influence of the immortal essence, his severed palm grew back, but his expression was still painful.
The reason for this is that the power of the sword exists in the wound. The palm has grown, but the wound has not disappeared.
Tong Zhengqing's face was ashen. He didn't expect that he would stumble as soon as he came up. The opponent's sword was so unpredictable that he didn't dare to continue the close combat.
Thinking of this, his Dantian area flickered with light, and a large golden seal flew out.
The big seal was suspended above his head, and streaks of golden light fell down. The golden light was like a curtain, protecting his entire body.
"The Immortal Weapon of the King!"
Many people have expressions of envy in their eyes. This is a genius born in the Holy Land. As long as his cultivation reaches the realm of the Immortal King, he can enter the treasure house of the Holy Land to select materials and refine and improve his own immortal weapon.
Immediately afterwards, Tong Zhengqing sacrificed another fairy weapon, which was a fairy sword with a flashing blue halo. A strong pressure spread, making many people around the ring feel oppressed.
"snort!"
Lin Tianchu, whose face was covered by a bamboo hat, let out a cold snort. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and he directly arrived in front of Tong Zhengqing using the method of spatial teleportation.
"brush!"
The unpredictable sword light appeared again, and the surrounding space was torn apart by the sword energy, and large black cracks appeared.
However, the defense of the big seal was indeed strong. The golden light curtain made a loud roar, but it was not broken.
At the same time, Tong Zhengqing activated his sword to kill, leaving Lin Tian only able to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
After all, this Tong Zhengqing was born in the Holy Land, and his martial arts and magical powers were top-notch, and the two kingly artifacts were also very powerful.
However, relying on the elusiveness of space rules, Lin Tian easily avoided the attack of the fairy sword, and at the same time looked for opportunities to attack the golden light screen.
If the defensive light curtain of the big seal is to be supported, it also requires a loss of cultivation. It is obvious that Lin Tian is aiming to consume his opponent. His cultivation is in the late stage of the Immortal King, and Tong Zhengqing is in the early stage. In terms of Immortal Yuan, Lin Tian is naturally
Heaven has more advantages.
If there are no accidents, there will be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.
As a descendant of the Holy Land, Tong Zhengqing is not a brainless idiot. He also saw the opponent's purpose, so he squeezed the seal with both hands and used his magical power.
"boom!"
Bolts of lightning flew out from the fairy sword, and the endless lightning gathered and turned into a huge thunder sword that was thousands of feet long. The breath of magical power locked Lin Tian. On this limited range of the arena, he had nowhere to hide.
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Immortal Lord level magical power!
Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He had cultivated Immortal Lord level skills and supernatural powers, which was an advantage possessed by all disciples of the Holy Land.