"Want to go? Shall I let you go?"

Before, they wanted to kill themselves, and they were all full of killing intent. Now the blood madness has been cut off by him, and he has escaped from the descent. With the support of these Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, Ling Dao was naturally full of confidence. No matter what Tian Xiuwu's purpose was, at least now he was on Ling Dao's side.

Ling Dao was just one person, and if he wanted to deal with these Blood Sword Sect disciples, he really didn't have any certainty. Two fists are invincible to four hands, outnumbered, after all, he is only in the middle of the origin realm, and there are many peak martial artists of the origin realm present. Of course, these are just the judgments of these disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, the methods of Ling Dao, and they naturally don't know Lu Dao.

"What do you want?

"If you were alone, you would only die by our sword. If you go with them, then we're just going to lose both, what's in it for you?"

"Those people from the Spirit Sword Sect and the Broken Sword Sect may be nearby, Tian Xiuwu, are you really desperate?"

What these Blood Sword Sect disciples were really afraid of was not Ling Dao, but those Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. With so many ** battles, there must have been casualties, and then they missed the opportunity to enter the third layer of the Nine Sword Divine Tower. Last time, Chu Xinyao and other disciples of the Broken Sword Sect and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect such as Blood Maniac were afraid of being profited by others, so they did not go to war.

"Little junior brother, what they said is right, although I also want to kill them to vent your anger, but doing it now is also extremely detrimental to ourselves. Why don't you settle accounts with them later?"

Tian Xiuwu was extremely polite, first, Ling Dao's strength was enough for him to pay attention to, before he recovered the realm, he would not do anything to Ling Dao. Second, because of Meng Lao's words, he must have a good relationship with Ling Dao. Otherwise, how could he be so polite to a teenager?

"You don't need to make a move, as long as you stand by and watch!"

Ling Dao waved his hand, looking at his appearance, he was actually planning to deal with those Blood Sword Sect disciples alone. There were at least forty or fifty disciples of the Blood Sword Sect present. Everyone is an Origin Realm martial artist, no matter how strong Ling Dao is, I'm afraid he won't be able to deal with so many of them.

Even if it was Meng Lao, he frowned, he himself was a martial artist above the mortal realm. But now that he is confined to the peak of the Origin Realm, it is unlikely that he will deal with those Blood Sword Sect disciples alone. After all, a person's strength is limited, why is Ling Dao so angry?

"Tsk, I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue, I want to see how you can do it with us alone!"

Hearing Ling Dao say this, all the Blood Sword Sect disciples present calmed down instead. It's just that Ling Dao made a move alone, and they were sure of victory. Not to mention one Ling Dao, even if it was ten Ling Dao, they were not afraid.

"Little junior brother, don't be impulsive, with your talent, in a few years, you will definitely be able to surpass them, why do you have to do it now?"

Everyone likes to listen to good words, Tian Xiuwu said this on the one hand, he thought that Ling Dao was extremely talented, and on the other hand, he deliberately complimented Ling Dao, hoping that Ling Dao would calm down. In his opinion, Ling Dao was clearly too impulsive to make such a decision.

"It's okay, just look at it, clean up a bunch of waste from them, I'm enough for one person!"

"Great Heaven Forging Sword Technique!"

Without much explanation, Ling Dao directly performed the Great Heaven Forging Sword Technique. Last time, he only condensed eighty-one fierce sword phantoms into one fierce sword, but this time, he wanted to condense more fierce sword phantoms into a peerless fierce sword.

Fortunately, he mastered the origin of the sword, otherwise with his current realm, he would really not be very powerful. Immediately, he used the origin of the sword with all his might, and the sword cultivators present all felt the abnormality of their swords.

"Why is my sword moving on its own?"

"What's the matter? My sword seems to be surrendering?"

"It's weird, is that kid's fault?"

The Blood Sword Sect disciples and Heavenly Sword Sect disciples present were all very puzzled, but unfortunately Ling Dao didn't explain anything. After absorbing a large amount of sword origin power, his hands swiped according to a special trajectory.

Tian Xiuwu and Meng Lao and the others were all staring at Ling Dao's hands carefully. But after only looking at it for a moment, they couldn't help but look away. Ling Dao's movements were so complicated that they were dazzled to watch. What's more, the Great Heaven Forging Sword Technique also contained a special amount of power, which made their eyes extremely uncomfortable.

One fierce sword phantom after another gathered towards Ling Dao's side. Subsequently, these fierce sword phantoms gathered together one after another and condensed into a peerless fierce sword. Moreover, as there are more and more phantoms of the fierce sword, this peerless fierce sword is also becoming more and more condensed.

Now it seems that there is no sense of illusion, and there is no difference between it and a real sword. There were a lot of fierce sword phantoms in the field, but after fusing nine hundred fierce sword phantoms, Ling Dao was extremely struggling, and a lot of sweat was oozing from his forehead. At their level, he usually doesn't sweat at all, which shows how much he consumes.

"Stop him!"

"Can't let him succeed!"

"Let's shoot!"

The Blood Sword Sect disciples present finally reacted, and they all drew their swords one by one. Previously they were just curious, but now they realized the seriousness of the matter. Originally, the Ten Thousand Swords Killing Array was extremely powerful, but now if it was transformed by Ling Dao, it was unknown whether they would be able to stop it.

"I'll just say there's a fight ahead, you still don't believe it, but now you see it, right?"

In the distance, Butterfly Dance, Lin Ke'er and other Spirit Sword Sect disciples all rushed over. It was Lin Ke'er's younger brother Lin Zhilong who spoke, who was injured by Ling Dao not long ago, but fortunately, he took the healing pill, and now he is healed. Of course, this is also because his injury is not serious, otherwise it would not have been possible to recover so quickly.

"It seems to be a disciple of the Blood Sword Sect, who are they fighting against?"

"What I saw was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what happened?"

"Could it be that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect have fought?"

"It's a great thing for us, the harder they fight, the better, it's better to lose both!"

If the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect really fought with the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, then these disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect would only gloat. It is impossible for them to help the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, nor can they help the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, after all, the relationship between the four great and six-rank forces is not so friendly.

"Something is wrong, why didn't I see the blood madness of the Blood Sword Sect, isn't the blood madness there?"

"The most important thing is that they seem to be dealing with one person, not fighting with the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

When they got closer, they realized that the situation in the field was not what they had imagined. They also thought that the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect were at war, but they didn't expect that it was just those disciples of the Blood Sword Sect who were dealing with one person.

"Isn't that him?"

"Look, it's the kid we drove away!"

"What are you talking about? He fought with those Blood Sword Sect disciples alone, isn't this looking for death?"

Getting closer, they saw the appearance of the young man who was opposed to the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect. They all thought that Ling Dao's strength was poor, so they drove Ling Dao away, and Ling Dao of the province dragged them back. They thought that Ling Dao had been eliminated from the city, but they didn't expect to see Ling Dao here.

It's just that now it seems that Ling Dao's situation is not very good. Not to mention Ling Dao, even Lin Ke'er, facing so many disciples of the Blood Sword Sect, he was bound to die. After all, a person's strength is limited, and none of them will think that Ling Dao can win.

"Are you thinking about making a move now? It's too late! From the moment you want to kill me, your current fate is doomed! Take the sword!"

At this time, Ling Dao's face was a little pale, and he gritted his teeth and condensed the phantom of a thousand fierce swords into a peerless fierce sword, which was naturally extremely difficult. Even the amount of true qi and origin power in the body is seventy-seven-eighty-eight consumed. If this blow doesn't work, then he's the one who loses.

"Uh...... Listening to his tone, it seems that he can defeat those Blood Sword Sect disciples by himself?"

A female disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect blinked, but she didn't expect Ling Dao to say such a big thing, it was really a bit incredible.

"Compared to his ability to speak big words, I'm afraid we are not as good as him. It's a pity that he just took advantage of his tongue, and soon he will understand what it means to be inadequate!"

"Sitting in the well and watching the sky, Yelang is arrogant and has confidence, which is a good thing, but such an inflated confidence is clearly going to kill himself!"

"It's ridiculous, I didn't expect there to be such an arrogant person in the world, he's afraid he doesn't even know what his own surname is now, right?"

What happened last time made Lin Zhilong hate Ling Dao very much, and at this time, it was naturally Da Lu who laughed. In his opinion, Ling Dao was simply arrogant, no matter how confident he was, he would not feel that he could defeat dozens of Blood Sword Sect disciples alone.

Even Butterfly Dance opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. A hint of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, but it quickly disappeared without anyone else noticing. If those male disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect see it, I'm afraid they will have to fight with Ling Dao.

"Kill!"

Ling Dao's mouth coldly spat out a word, and then he held the peerless fierce sword and slashed towards those Blood Sword Sect disciples. The peerless fierce sword rose in the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a giant sword of hundreds of zhang in size.

Just one sword slash out, it was as if thousands of swords were attacking at the same time, and the endless edge came, as if it was about to destroy the world. Ling Dao only slashed out one sword, because he really didn't have time to slash out the second sword, and he didn't have the strength to slash out again.

Just a sword seemed to hollow out his strength. Fortunately, the power of this sword is not only beyond the imagination of others, but also beyond his own imagination. When a sword comes out, it seems that the sky and the earth will collapse, the sun and the moon will fall, the sea will wither and the stones will rot, and the void will collapse!

The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect present were all out of their swords, and the blood swords in their hands all collided with the peerless fierce swords. The dazzling purple light and the blood-colored light are intertwined, brilliant and dazzling. Those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were as if they were blind, they couldn't see anything, they could only feel the infinite light!