"The three of you, you can't help the deity anymore! Today's heaven-level elixir, the deity has been decided!"

Ling Tian laughed wildly, ignoring the three hall masters at all.

A figure had already rushed towards this Chu Fengmian.

One of his hands has taken on a chaotic color, as if it contains supreme mystery.

"Come over to the deity!"

Zhi Ling Tian's hand grabbed at Chu Fengmian, and suddenly Chu Fengmian felt a supreme suction, as if he wanted to draw out Chu Fengmian's flesh and blood.

"Tianshu Absorbing Stars?"

Seeing this Ling Tian make a move, Chu Fengmian suddenly thought of something in his mind.

This Ling Tian's exercise is actually one of the seven major sects, the practice of the Tianshu Palace.

Chu Fengmian had no less dealings with the Seven Great Sects in his previous life, and Chu Fengmian was naturally very familiar with the exercises of the Heavenly Pivot Palace.

It was no wonder that this Ling Tian's strength was terrifying to such a situation, it was enough to contend with the three major hall masters with his own strength, and what he practiced was the exercises of the Heavenly Pivot Palace.

In this remote country of martial arts, a person who practices the exercises of the seven major sects is naturally so powerful that he is invincible.

"Boy, aren't you extremely qualified! Arrogant to break the record of the deity? Today, the deity will kill you, let those people see, and challenge the fate of the deity!"

Ling Tian's face was hideous, and he yelled at Chu Fengmian.

His eyes were already full of killing intent, and he rushed towards Chu Fengmian, and his strong spiritual power burst out.

Today, he not only wanted to snatch the heaven-level pill in Chu Fengmian's hand, but also to kill Chu Fengmian.

"Sword!"

Chu Fengmian's expression was calm, even in front of Zhi Ling Tian, Chu Fengmian's expression was still not the slightest panic.

The Xuanqing Sword had been tightly held by Chu Fengmian.

"Hahaha, a little guy in the Body Forging Realm, he actually wants to resist?"

Looking at Chu Fengmian's actions, Zhi Ling Tian laughed disdainfully.

"Even if you resist, it's a dead end!"

Zhi Ling Tian's big hand moved, grabbing Chu Fengmian, and at the same time, beside him, layers of space had already overlapped, surrounding Chu Fengmian and Zhi Ling Tian.

In this way, it is impossible for the three hall masters to come to the rescue.

In this layer of space, Chu Fengmian and Zhi Ling Tian were isolated, and outsiders couldn't see what was going on inside at all.

"Exactly. ”

The corners of Chu Fengmian's mouth showed a somewhat weird smile.

"In this case, Chu doesn't need to be afraid of making a move!"

"A little guy in the body forging realm, and you still want to turn the sky upside down?"

Zhi Ling Tian looked at Chu Fengmian, and his laughter did not fall.

A supreme sword intent almost approached his chest.

A sword, a sword that was almost silent, had already pierced into Ling Tian's chest.

The speed of this sword is so fast that it is impossible to see clearly.

"The peak of sword intent!

Chu Fengmian's mouth coldly spit out two sentences.

In his body, a fierce sword intent has completely erupted,

The pinnacle of sword intent.

The realm that all sword cultivators in the world dream of, the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

This kind of sword intent, even if it is a strong sword cultivator, cannot be reached, but today it was shown in Chu Fengmian.

"What?"

Ling Tian's face froze completely, and the pain of this sword piercing into his chest had already come.

"Bang!"

With a wave of his big hand, Chu Fengmian's figure was immediately knocked out, and at the same time, Ling Tian's chest was also left with a blood mark.

"No, the strength of this body is still too weak. ”

Chu Fengmian's eyes showed a bit of gloom, this sword actually didn't kill this Ling Tian.

Chu Fengmian had already used his peak sword intent, but although this sword was stabbed, it did not pierce Ling Tian's heart.

Chu Fengmian's strength is still insufficient, if Chu Fengmian's strength is a few points stronger, this is definitely certain death under Ling Tian's sword.

But now Chu Fengmian can't succeed with a sword, and the danger is Chu Fengmian.

"Little brute, you dare to hurt me!"

I felt a pain in my chest.

Zhi Ling Tian yelled angrily.

His anger had already overwhelmed him, and he couldn't imagine that he, as a martial artist at the peak of the Wind Realm, would actually be injured by a martial artist who had only forged the Body Realm.

"I want you dead!"

"To Ling Tian, this is not the place for you to go wild, get out!"

Ling Tian hadn't made another move.

The layers of space around him have been easily broken.

An old voice suddenly sounded, and a white-haired old man had already appeared in front of Chu Fengmian.

Hearing this old voice, Chu Fengmian's heart finally settled down a little.

This white-haired old man was the only sage in the surrounding aura that Chu Fengmian had noticed before.

Now this sage has made a move, Chu Fengmian

"Where did the old guy come from, dare to go against the deity!"

Seeing the white-haired old man standing in front of Chu Fengmian, Zhi Ling Tian shouted frantically.

Once upon a time, he was actually injured by a martial artist in the Body Forging Realm, which was definitely a supreme humiliation for him.

Now what Ling Tian thought about was that only by killing Chu Fengmian could he wash away his humiliation.

"This kid dares to hurt me, he will definitely die today, and no one can stop him!"

Zhi Ling Tian shouted, and hit Chu Fengmian again with a palm.

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhi Ling Tian's words, the white-haired elder's eyes showed a bit of surprise, especially the moment he saw the scar on Zhi Ling Tian's chest, his eyes were full of disbelief.

A martial artist of the Body Forging Realm was actually enough to injure Ling Tian, who was at the peak of the Wind Realm?

But now that this palm has arrived, the old man has no time to think about it.

I saw the old man wave his big hand, and suddenly Ling Tian's palm was easily dissolved, and even Ling Tian's figure was forced to retreat a hundred feet away.

"What!"

"The prince was actually forced to retreat?"

Some of the Templar disciples below saw that Zhi Ling Tian was repulsed, and one by one, their eyes were wide.

They couldn't believe that the invincible crown prince, who had single-handedly fought against the three major hall masters, would actually be forced back a hundred feet away by an old man's subsequent wave.

The strength of these two people is not above the same level.

"Xuanbei Sage. ”

"Meet the Xuanbei Sage. ”

The three hall masters, seeing the old man, hurriedly bowed their heads and said respectfully.

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.

"Xuanbei Sage!"

Ling Tian's face also changed drastically, and when he heard the word Sage, the battle intent in his heart also faded mostly.

Sage, a terrifying warrior of the Divine Power Realm.

Even if he was arrogant, he would never dare to confront a Sage.

"Huh!

Ling Tian immediately made a decision, his body turned, and he left directly.

This loss, he can only eat it! Xuanbei Sage Again, if he wants to kill Chu Fengmian, it is impossible.

"Damn Chu Fengmian, and that Xuanbei Sage, when the deity breaks through to the divine power realm, you will all have to die one by one!"

Ling Tian thought viciously in his heart, and his body hurriedly left.