At the same time as Ling Tian jumped up, the black-veined sword was raised above his head, and the surging force poured into the sword from Ling Tian's hands, the black-veined sword seemed to absorb all the force released by Ling Tian like a sponge absorbing water, and the black-veined sword became heavier and heavier.

Black Stripe Sword Technique - Heavy!

If this sword is strong, Mo Lin will at least be seriously injured, after all, even Shi Xing, who is known for his defense, is not comfortable with this sword, and Mo Lin, who is thin-skinned, can't bear it at all.

As soon as Ling Tian made a move, he was heavy-handed, he didn't mean to keep his hand at all, he was going to kill Mo Lin, what Mo Lin did had already touched Ling Tian's bottom line.

In the retreat, Mo Lin intuitively felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, and he reflexively threw out the chain knife, and at the same time, the force of the seal change flowed out, and the chain knife instantly swung wildly.

Riot Chainblade!

The frantically swinging chain knife and the black-veined sword collided together, like a swinging mud pellet hitting a solid stone, and it collapsed at the slightest touch, without any blocking effect.

Merlin's shrunken pupils were filled with surprise, and he reflexively let go of the chain knife, and swept back in an instant.

The black-veined sword slashed straight down like a bamboo, slashing into the ring, the floor shattered and the stones bounced away, the chain knife abandoned by Morin was also broken, and the blades were also flying everywhere.

One of the shards slashed across Morin's cheek, blood pouring out.

Mo Lin wiped it with his hand, looked at the blood in his hand, and felt the tingling sensation from his cheek, Mo Lin suddenly laughed loudly, laughed presumptuously, laughed wildly, "Okay! Very good! I wanted to have a good time with you, since you are in a hurry to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Before the words fell, the force on Mo Lin's body surged like waves, and the light cyan force gradually wrapped Mo Lin's limbs and body, light as fog and thin as veil.

Possessed by force, light as yarn!

This is the sign of the realm of martial artists, Mo Lin actually reached the level of martial arts, and before he actually hid his strength.

Everyone present was amazed, and then couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for Ling Tian, his cultivation was not high, his reputation was not obvious, and all the way to the present, it was beyond everyone's imagination.

Since Mo Lin is a martial artist, then there will be no suspense in this battle.

Even Zhu Zheng unconsciously clenched his fists, no matter how much Ling Tian's combat power was against the sky, I was afraid that he would have to stop here, this was a whole realm after all.

There are many cross-level fighters, but cross-border fighters are rare in the world, at least he has never seen them.

But Zhu Zheng had some faint expectations, looking forward to Ling Tian creating a miracle again, or it was beyond his imagination, as if he had regretted Chi Qinghai and defeated Shi Xing before, all of which were beyond his imagination.

"How is it? Aren't you surprised? Do you regret it?" Morin sneered, "Well, if you kneel in public and beg for mercy now, kowtow and admit your mistake, I will spare your life?"

Mo Lin's smile became more and more distorted, of course he would not let Ling Tian go like this, he would pinch his neck fiercely after Ling Tian gave in, watching him die slowly and painfully in regret, resentment and inaction, so as to release the hatred in his heart.

He wants everyone to remember the fate of offending him Morin.

"Cut! That's a lot of nonsense!", this is Ling Tian's answer, his face did not change, and there was a slight disdain in his tone, "Is it over?

"What? Is he crazy? Provoking Morin at this time!" The surrounding audience immediately became agitated.

The main difference between a martial artist and a samurai is that the amount of force that can be accommodated in the dantian has increased, that is, the force that can be driven has increased.

The second is the layer of sarong made of force, which will raise his defense and attack power to another level.

If Mo Lin was really a martial artist, Ling Tian would really be worried, but Mo Lin was not, not exactly.

At first, Ling Tian was indeed shocked by Mo Lin's hand, but then under the soul perception, Ling Tian noticed that Mo Lin's martial arts gauze was incomplete and unstable, which showed that Mo Lin had not yet stepped into the martial artist realm.

"It's just a half-hung martial artist, what's there to be arrogant, see if I don't tear your ragged clothes. Before the words fell, Ling Tian rushed over with the black-veined sword.

Now it was Mo Lin's turn to be surprised, he really hadn't broken through to the martial master, but he was just one step away, the key was how did Ling Tian know?

He didn't have time to think about it anymore, because Ling Tian had already rushed in front of him, and the black-veined sword with the size of the door panel was slapping head-on.

Morin's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "Look for death!"

Zhu Zheng was awakened by Ling Tian's words, and after careful observation, he did find that Mo Li's sarse clothes were unstable and incomplete, even if Mo Lin was not a real martial artist, the gap between them still existed, but it was not as big as before, how could Ling Tian defeat Mo Lin?

Before Ling Tian defeated Shi Xing, who had the cultivation of a ninth-order warrior, it sounded like a force pressure, but in fact, it was just luck, Shi Xing's advantage was that his defense was extremely significant, and his attack was much inferior, and it could even be said that it was not as good as Chi Qinghai, who was only an eighth-order warrior, Ling Tian relied on the black sword and heavy strength to restrain Shi Xing's natural restraint, and his strength penetrated Shi Xing's epidermal defense, directly injuring his internal organs, which was the real reason why Ling Tian was better than Shi Xing.

And at this time, Mo Lin, who had a force gauze, although the gauze was not complete, his defense was definitely not worse than Shi Xing's, at least the strong strength that Ling Tian was proud of was impenetrable, in terms of attack power?

Maureen is known for his brutal attacks.

In this way, Ling Tian did not have an advantage, but was the result as everyone thought......

Morin raised his fist to meet the attack, and the result was not as everyone thought that Morin had the upper hand, but was evenly divided, and both of them took three steps back.

This scene caused an uproar among everyone, they didn't expect Ling Tian to be as strong as ever, and he could be so rigid against Mo Lin in this state!

You know, even if it's a half-ass, it's a martial artist! Even a ninth-order warrior has a headache, besides, Ling Tian is a person who has only been cultivated as a first-order warrior when he has just entered the martial arts, when can a warrior be so strong?

Could it be that I have misremembered the order of cultivation levels?

In the flash of light, the furious Mo Lin scuffled with Ling Tian again, Ling Tian used the sword as a shield, fighting steadily, while Mo Lin couldn't attack for a long time, his mood became more and more irritable, and his facial expression became more and more distorted!

Seeing this scene, Sun Zhicheng became excited, from worrying at the beginning, then becoming dignified, and now inexplicably excited.

He had always thought that he had overestimated Ling Tian, but he didn't expect that he would underestimate it in the end, Ling Tian refreshed his cognition again and again, from breaking martial arts with the strength of a martial artist, to being calm and calm in the face of a fourth-level soul beast, and now fighting across the border!

Sun Zhicheng shouted loudly, "Black Sword Ling Tian ......"

For a while, there were tsunami-like cheers on the field, and everyone cheered for Ling Tian, I don't know if Ling Tian's strength was too amazing, or Mo Lin was too unpopular.

Even if there are sporadic Morin's loyal doglegs, they are also intimidated by the surging crowd and dare not come forward, after all, the group fight has just happened, huh? That pig's head seems to be shouting fiercely!

Mo Lin glanced at the outside of the field, his mood became more and more irritable, and his eyes staring at Ling Tian became more and more fierce.

And Ling Tian is body and mind all the attention is on Mo Lin, even if Ling Tian is because of the special system, he has the power of the nine genera hybrid force, even if the combat power is monstrous and comparable to the ninth order, but he is still only a first-order warrior after all, his attack method is extremely simple, Mo Lin can block it by relying on force sarra, on the contrary, with Ling Tian's existing body, he can't withstand Mo Lin's blow, so Ling Tian can only rely on the special ability of the black stripe sword to protect himself, which is also his only means of protection.

At this time, Ling Tian was like walking a tightrope, and if he was not careful, he would be crushed.

What Ling Tian has to do now is to maintain balance, seize the opportunity, grasp the opportunity for Mo Lin to reveal his flaws, and an opportunity to turn the tables against the wind!

At this time, Mo Lin took the initiative to find Ling Tian, fist ** replaced, every time he brought the hunting wind, and Ling Tian did not confront him head-on, the soul perception shrouded all directions, all of Mo Lin's movements were clearly reflected in his mind, Ling Tian quickly made a judgment, and used the black stripe sword to resist the attack and swirl with it, and the thick sword body of the black stripe sword perfectly hid Ling Tian's body shape.

Merlin's fist rained down on the Black-Striped Sword, causing ripples in the air, while the Black-Striped Sword only swayed slightly.

During Mo Lin's frenzied bombardment, Ling Tian tentatively punched Mo Lin, and in an instant, the power of the fist shook and the force overflowed.

Mo Lin took a step back to stabilize his figure, while Ling Tian took two or three steps back in succession, stepping on two floor tiles before unloading his strength.

Ling Tian shook his numb arm and scolded secretly, it was the first time that he had suffered a loss in strength, even Chi Qinghai, who was known for his fist power, was only on an equal footing with him.

"I didn't expect you to dare to fight back, I thought you were going to keep cowering in that turtle shell" Mo Lin stared at Ling Tian and said sarcastically, "But you're really hard when you go back!"

"Cut! I don't care about idiots. Ling Tian said disdainfully.

A samurai fights with you as a martial artist, or does he want to kill each other, or if he doesn't rely on the talents of fools, and wants to provoke me to give up the black-striped sword?

Ling Tian saw the opportunity, and once again took advantage of the moment when Mo Lin swung his fist, and the jab punch went straight to him, Mo Lin also swung his fist to meet the attack, the two fists touched, and the touch was instantaneous, and in an instant, Mo Lin turned his fist into a claw and buckled Ling Tian's wrist.

Ling Tian was waiting for Mo Lin's flaws, and Mo Lin was not?

Ling Tian did not panic, nor did he struggle, but strode out, using all the strength of his body, and pushed the black-veined sword forward, like a black-veined sword with the size of a door panel, and smashed it straight on the door of Mo Lin's face.

Mo Lin did not let go, but increased his strength, and buckled it fiercely, Ling Tian's wrist, Ling Tian also provided a steady stream of force to his wrist to resist Mo Lin's claws, otherwise the unprotected wrist would definitely be crushed by Mo Lin's hand.

The black-veined sword slammed into Mo Lin's body, even if he was attached to the force gauze, Mo Lin was still knocked into a lot!