Liu Qianren lost a move, but with the quality of the weapon to save the defeat, if he is Liu Qianyi will be arrogant, unstoppable, but unfortunately he is not, he feels an indelible shame - he was suppressed by the junior in terms of speed, if the junior's sword will not be broken by his own Qingfeng sword, then it is likely to lose himself.

No, no, no, I have been learning swords for more than 40 years, and the age of the sword is even more than twice that of the iron sword boy, not only can I not kill in seconds but I am also suppressed, and I can't get over the hurdles in my heart, and the shame must be washed away with blood.

Ling Tian didn't see it that way, as a close friend, he knew the pain and pain of Yi Fan's sword, under the scorching sun, in the wind, and in the rainstorm, when all his peers were enjoying vanity or romance, or when his peers felt sorry for themselves and complained about the unfairness of fate, confused and helpless, his answer to life was not words or thinking, but sword practice.

As long as you have real giving, how can your fate be unfair?

The sword flashed, like a poisonous dragon! Devouring the blood and flesh of others! Sucking the essence of others' lives! Liu Qianren did it with all his might without warning, stabbing Yi Fan in the throat.

The poisonous dragon was split in two! The circular light curtain disappeared with it, and the Qingfeng Sword was instantly broken into two, needless to say, this was Ling Tian's Xuanjin Sword!

Qingfeng Sword is one of the three major swords of the Huashan Sect, composed of a hundred refining essences, but it has no effect, its opponent is the Xuanjin Sword!

The divine soldier is in hand, and the human life can be regarded as grass mustard, and killing people is like mowing grass, this is not a myth, the wrist shakes slightly, the divine soldier gently waved, the enemy's sword was split in half, and if there was no accident, the other party's life and death were only in the palm of the hand.

Bing Ning had been paying attention to the changes in the hermit, and at this time, the hermit's expression's expressionless face was instantly covered with a thin layer of surprise, and greed appeared from his eyeballs, which was an expression he had never had before.

Passerby A is about to change his identity and appear on the stage......

Today, he saw the iron sword boy who was faster than his own sword, and immediately saw the golden sword boy who was faster than himself! His hand didn't seem to move, but with a slight wave, the sect's sword was destroyed, what a ghost! His real sword was old? Liu Qianren's face was like ashes, and he was terrified, if it weren't for the sword-wielding elder (hermit) who hadn't made a move, he would immediately kneel down and kowtow and beg for mercy.

"Come on, my real opponent is you!" Ling Tian looked at the hermit, majestic, the ice condensed instantly like a nymphomaniac, her heart was pounding, she didn't save the wrong person, let alone read it wrong, the beloved person was a fearless warrior.

"Anyway, the benefits are enough, and it is worth the old man's help. The hermit Gujing Wubo's eyes gradually sharpened, like a sharp sword unsheathed without anger and self-authority, with a cold aura that could not be offended, piercing into everyone's hearts and making them tremble.

"Can you tell me your honorable name?" After Ling Angel unleashed a casual but powerful sword, Yi Fan regained his confidence from the shadow of defeat.

"Those who are dying need not know my name. "A hermit is stoic by nature, hiding in a dark corner and waiting for an opportunity, how can he tell others more information?

There was no feeling of oppression, but there was an invisible sword behind his neck that pierced his throat at any time, this was Ling Tian's most direct feeling to the hermit, the opponent's sword move must be extremely weird, emanating from the place where everyone was most unexpected, stabbing at the most vulnerable part of the body.

Ling Tian's victory was nine out of five, he was more concerned about the enemy hidden in the darkness, since the bazaar, he felt that the juniors were staring at by a few pairs of eyes, and a few powerful breaths of non-human and non-dragon were mixed in the crowd, he had already calculated that Liu Qianren and the three of them would take the three of them to the wilderness to kill people and seize treasures, and the eyes behind him would always follow, so he readily agreed to move forward.

The two sides of the confrontation are playing tricks on each other...... Could it be a third party who will benefit? No, because Ling Tian has already calculated.

A hint of fierceness flashed in the hermit's eyes, to be honest, Ling Tian was very strong, but after all, he was not strong enough to make himself afraid to retreat. Over the years, he has rarely used his own hands, and even if he does, he has not used a sword, but at this moment, his withered and emaciated hand like a ghost's claw is on the hilt of the sword.

The hermit was going head-to-head, Ling Tian became excited, a few days ago he wanted to know how much the strength of his martial arts seventh stage had changed compared to before, this was the best opportunity. In his state of mind, Demon Shadow Ling Tian secretly frowned, he knew that Ling Tian was cultivating the "Pure Heart Technique", and he should have ninety percent of his sanity even in battle, but he was restless at the moment, in the final analysis, it was still a matter of the skill level being too low.

The horizontal sword strikes behind the hand, this is Ling Tian's consistent combat method, and if he attacks rashly, he will suffer unexpected losses, and it is the best policy to respond to all changes without changing.

The recognition in the darkness was extremely low, the figure of the hermit gradually blurred, the color on his body darkened, and finally merged with the night, disappearing from everyone's field of vision, Ling Tian was extremely disappointed, he thought that he could fight each other with strength to get the result, but this was not the case.

Demon Shadow Ling Tian was also extremely disappointed, he was extremely disappointed in Ling Tian, why do you care about this? Recognize your own strength to split stones, you don't know, the enemy in front of you is weird and can't be underestimated, there are four heavenly soldiers and one heavenly general around to look around, of course they are not terrible, but if the power of killing gods and demons in their bodies is exposed and is caught by Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, it will be a big trouble!

The eye could not grasp the direction and felt the breath, but then the breath of the hermit was also hidden, like a dead person or seemed to have left the place. But there is a way, and there are ears! No matter how strong your concealment is, you will not be able to eliminate the sound of the vibration......

Like a ghost, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind Bing Ning, the long sword stabbed in the back without pity, Ling Tian was shocked when he heard the wind, and hurriedly slashed at the back of Bing Ning's back, but it was cut into the air, Bing Ning was so frightened that his face was pale, his breath was short, his chest kept rising and falling, and then Yi Fan's scream came and completely stabbed Ling Tian's nerves.

Sure enough, do you still want to use the secret method? I am really unwilling! I recite a spell in my mouth, and the fire of the mystical righteousness of the soldiers! [Aggression is like fire]!

"Stop stupid!" A slap shot shook in Ling Tian's mind! Before he had time to think about it, his body instinctively stopped the spell, and flew in the direction of Yi Fan, but the golden light flashed but still pounced! How could it be! This was really someone from the Huashan Sect?

"Hahahaha![Concealment Technique] is really good! That kid only has to be beaten!" Someone helped to get angry, and Liu Qianren's complexion also improved, otherwise he was in no mood to ridicule at all.

Having said that, it also illustrates a fact on the side, the power of the hermit is only that his exercises are weird, if he is tough, he is definitely not Ling Tian's opponent!

"What a fool!" Demon Shadow Ling Tian found that he didn't even bother to scold.