Tian Boguang's knife is very fast, and the thunderstorm who has read the novel is naturally very aware of this, but he dares to stand in front of Tian Boguang and say such a thing, naturally he has been prepared, otherwise it will be sad to pretend to be a fool.

Therefore, at the same time as the fierce light on Tian Boguang's face flashed, his fingers caressing the Dao robe moved slightly, and the transcendent ignition was quickly activated, and at the same time, it gave this Dao robe a specialty -------- tenacity.

The extraordinary power that has never appeared in this world is something that no one is defenseless against, so the moment Tian Boguang's knife slashed into his chest, the lighted Dao robe bulged up like a living thing, and the knife slashed on it, and suddenly made a muffled sound, and then bounced high, not even the clothes could be cut, let alone hurt the thunderstorm.

"What a deep internal force!" Seeing this scene, Ling Hu Chong gasped and suddenly showed a look of horror.

He doesn't understand transcendental, so in his opinion, this is clearly a performance of a super strong martial arts master who runs his internal force to the limit, and the internal force is full enough to support his clothes, what kind of deep internal force is this?

This is already a general method similar to protecting the body, even if it is his master, Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction, who has been refining the Zixia Divine Skill for decades, does not have such a deep internal force, this person looks about the same age as himself, how can he have such a deep internal force?

Could it be that the other party's face is tender, but he is actually a rejuvenated old monster? Ling Hu Chong's expression was sluggish, and absurd speculations flashed in his mind.

Ling Hu Chong has nothing to do with himself, so he still has idle thoughts, but Tian Boguang, as a party concerned, has another feeling.

When he saw that his knife was bounced back by the other party's clothes, and he couldn't even cut this robe, Tian Boguang's mind buzzed, as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, and the whole person was like a dog.

Dead life, what do you say you have nothing to do with a top master with deep internal strength pretending to be an ordinary person? Aren't you a pockmarked man, not a pockmark, but a pit man? If you have such strength to take it out early, Lao Tzu would have pretended to be a grandson and run away, where did it end up where it is now?

With such a grudge, he kicked on the bench in front of him, and the heavy bench crashed into the thunderstorm with the whistling wind, and he did not hesitate to withdraw and retreat, but at this time he suddenly saw Yilin who was stunned next to him, and his heart suddenly fluttered, and then he grabbed Yilin's shoulder: "Little beauty, let's go with Tian!" ”

Yi Lin exclaimed, but her body involuntarily flew up with Tian Boguang and slammed into the window.

"Put people down for me!" Linghu Chong drew his sword in anger, and the long sword shook out several sword flowers, enveloping Tian Boguang's upper body, but Tian Boguang was amazingly fast even with a person, and before these sword lights fell, he had already left the range of the sword light like a cloud of smoke.

"You want to go, have you ever asked for the opinion of the poor road?"

At this moment, the sound of the thunderstorm came, and Ling Hu Chong on the side only felt that his eyes were bright, and a sword light bloomed with dazzling light, filling the entire field of vision, and there was almost nothing else in front of him except for the bright sword light.

The oncoming bench was like tofu, silently cut in half, the sword light turned in the air, swept past Tian Boguang's body, and between the blood and light, Tian Boguang snorted, and the body that hit the window fell down like a stone, and Yilin, who was caught in his hand, exclaimed in surprise and rolled aside from him.

This sword light circled in the air, flew back like a living thing, and fell into the hands of the thunderstorm, only then did Ling Hu Chong see that it was a palm-long, small sword without a hilt, and the sword body was translucent and did not drip blood.

"Fly...... Flying swords? He was stunned for a moment, almost doubting that he was still in a dream, how could there be such a thing as a flying sword?

"Flying swords?"

"It's an immortal descending to earth!"

The originally silent second floor broke out at this moment, most of the diners on the second floor were martial arts people, before seeing Tian Boguang kill the people of the Taishan faction, they were either afraid of Tian Boguang, or they didn't want to get involved in trouble, they all chose to wait and see, but now seeing the flying sword that fell into the palm of the thunderstorm, everyone was boiling.

The immortals who have always existed only in legends appear in front of them, what is this called? This is called touching the fairy fate, who doesn't want to get up and get some fairy energy? If they are lucky enough to be favored by the immortals, even if they worship under the immortals as a servant, it is a great blessing, and they may have a chance of immortality in the future, how can they endure such a temptation?

"Quack!" Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Thunderstorm snorted coldly, he looked around, the divine light burst out in his eyes, and the surrounding crowd of passionate diners touched his gaze, and suddenly felt as if a basin of ice water was splashed on his head, and there was an indescribable heavy pressure over his body, making them tremble immediately.

There are many good players among the diners around, but no matter how strong they are, under this gaze, they are like children who have encountered hungry tigers, and their whole bodies are completely stiffened under fear, and even the internal force in their bodies is solidified, and they have completely lost the ability to resist.

"Is this the power of immortals? Just the gaze is unbearable? Everyone's hearts were suddenly shocked, and many people's faces changed dramatically.

"Poor Dao is not an immortal, just a qi practitioner in the mountains!" Seeing that everyone was quiet, the thunderstorm dissipated, and the light in his eyes said lightly, and he was secretly relieved in his heart, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have spent 1 point of source power to simulate a coercion similar to dragon power, I'm afraid the scene would have gotten out of control.

Not an immortal?

Everyone was slightly disappointed for a moment, but they quickly cheered up, even if they were not immortals, it was enough to rely on this flying sword technique, if they could learn this flying sword technique, where would the world be so big? It's much more ethereal than the ethereal reality of immortality.

Thinking of this, not only was everyone not disappointed, but they looked forward to it more and more, but after the lesson just now, they also knew that the existence in front of them did not like to be noisy, so they all obediently kept quiet.

Thunderstorm didn't care about these people anymore, he turned to Tian Boguang and said, "What other last words do you have?" ”

Hearing his words, everyone's eyes turned to Tian Boguang, and then they saw that Tian Boguang's legs were cut off together, and the hand that was holding Yilin before was also cut off, and what shocked everyone present was that Tian Boguang's crotch still had a large ball of blood, which was castrated.

Seeing this, there was a toothache-like inhalation sound around him, and many people clamped their legs unnaturally.

Linghu Chong, who was not far from Tian Boguang, couldn't help but take half a step back, his heart was cold, Tian Boguang just killed Chi Baicheng in an instant, sat on the chair and didn't get up, more than 20 moves hit the Tiansong Dao people of the Taishan Sect, what a high-spirited person, even as a big disciple of the Huashan Sect, he was never his opponent.

But such a character, with such strength, has become the appearance of this dead dog in a flash, could it be that person is really the legendary sword immortal? Otherwise, how could there be such terrible strength?

At this time, Tian Boguang also understood his situation, he was also hard, he was hit so hard, although he was covered with cold sweat in pain, he gritted his teeth and refused to scream, but when he saw Linghu Chong not far away, he squeezed out a smile and said in a low voice: "Brother Linghu, I am useless, please Brother Linghu give me a good time!" ”

Hearing these words and seeing Tian Boguang's tragic situation, Ling Hu Chong gritted his teeth, only to feel a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, he suddenly turned around, stared at the thunderstorm and said, "Dao Chief's methods are too ruthless, right?" Killing people is not too much, is it too much to torture people like this? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a dead silence all of a sudden, and the surrounding diners looked at Ling Hu Chong in disbelief, almost thinking that he had lost his mind and gone crazy, otherwise how could he dare to question a fairy-like figure like this?

In this dead silence, Ling Hu Chong was not afraid, just staring at the thunderstorm motionless......