What do you know, Marshal Yan is a fifth-level peak spirit master, this is something that Ling Tian can compare? This is a battle of life and death, and it is not more imposing than anyone. ”

"Hehe, everyone is dead, what are you doing with momentum?"

"Don't you people know that Miss Ling defeated 27 Intermediate Spirit Masters in ten breaths? In my opinion, Marshal Yan is humiliating himself this time! ”

"Do you think Marshal Yan is stupid? Since he dared to go up and compete with Ling Tian like this, would he have no backhand? ”

The crowd of onlookers exploded instantly, but in the end, all the remarks boiled down, everyone still felt that Ling Tian was too young and fell for Yan Siqing's tricks.

It's a pity that this super genius who can reach the height of a fifth-level spirit master at the age of 16.

So sometimes, it's better to keep a low profile.

The Yan family, after all, is a family, and the heritage of hundreds of years is not something that can be shaken by her little girl.

Yan Siqing clenched his fists at Ling Tian: "Miss Ling, although this battle is a competition, it will inevitably hurt and offend!" ”

Ling Tian said indifferently: "There is so much nonsense that you are dying!" I hope you can spend more time under me than you can talk. ”

Yan Siqing's face froze, and then his body burst out, and the spiritual power around his body surged, and he no longer concealed his strength.

"Sharp teeth! I hope you can still be so articulate when you meet my eldest brother! ”

Yan Siqing stood up violently at the same time, the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Ling Tian's throat, not intending to give her a chance to struggle, and a chance for the Mo Emperor to stop.

"What?!"

"Six...... Sixth-level spirit master! ”

"Yan Siqing is really too old and treacherous!"

"Is he going to kill Miss Ling without knowing this?!"

Some martial artists and martial artists with spiritual power from the Emperor faction shouted after seeing the aura on Yan Siqing's body.

As a fourth-level spirit master, Mo Huang naturally saw the strength of Yan Siqing's body with full spiritual power, and his face changed in fright.

"Yan Siqing, you dare!"

The Mo Emperor couldn't help but shout.

Seeing this, the queen sneered: "Your Majesty, the sword has no eyes, and the mourning is smooth." ”

In the martial arts arena, as Yan Siqing's opponent, Ling Tian stood motionless.

"Why doesn't Miss Ling hide?"

"Oops, hide!"

The crowd couldn't help but scream.

Just when Yan Siqing's sword was only ten centimeters away from Ling Tian, just when everyone felt that Ling Tian had been fixed by the other party's spiritual power and was certain to die, Ling Tian moved.

I saw her figure move slightly, and while missing Yan Siqing's edge, a gorgeous red light suddenly crossed her hand.

Yan Siqing, who had the victory in his hands and a victory smile on the corner of his lips, still flew straight forward after Ling Tian had already turned sideways, the sword in his hand was unabated, only the smug smile on his face turned into a frightened appearance at this moment.

"Huh? How did he fly to the front? ”

A person who hadn't seen Ling Tian's move clearly couldn't help but ask questions.

But no one answered his words at this moment.

Because just after his words fell, the fierce aura around Yan Siqing's body had quickly dissipated in the continuous flying of his body.

"Boom-"

As a burly body fell to the ground, a thud was heard.

After Yan Siqing's body rubbed nearly ten meters on the ground, he didn't move anymore.

Quiet!

There was an eerie silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on the shadow that was still standing in the wind.

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