Ling Tian swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and looked in the direction of several teenagers again.

"Scolding people without dad and mother, this is the first lesson I taught you."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Tian's fist went straight to the man's face, and his nose bleeded.

"You dare to do it, I am Ouyang Jing, the future heir of the Ouyang family, do you dare to do this to me, do you not want to live?"

"Catch him for me!" With an order, everyone rushed forward and surrounded Ling Tian.

Only the girl stayed aside and didn't move, looking at Ouyang Jing's appearance, she didn't plan to invite her, and she seemed a little helpless.

"Do it."

The eight people were all from the Ouyang family, and in the face of so many people, they were all not low ranks, and Ling Tian's heart was a little uncountable.

As soon as he came up, he used the strongest sword drawing technique.

Sure enough, it was another burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, this is a sword?"

"As for your sword body, it can't be a combination of human and sword."

……

Their laughter made Ling Tian very grateful for giving him time to buffer, he continued to build up momentum, until the fifth order primary, where he could not display his full strength, no one knew what the risk would be in the next second.

Ling Tian's fierce eyes combined with the powerful momentum created by his momentum frightened the few people in front of him.

Until he felt that an extremely dangerous aura was approaching, eight people surrounded him together, but Ling Tian's momentum had already reached a critical point, and he was only one force away.

Without a sword body, he was a sword body, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, and threw it fiercely at the eight people, the momentum of this sword made them never estimate.

Immediately, three of the eight people fell to the ground, and two others were also injured to varying degrees.

When Ouyang Jing saw this scene, he was even more shocked, this person was only a fifth-order beginner, and he only used the worst exercises, the kind he had never heard of.

How can the attack power be so strong.

The remaining five people stepped forward at the same time and pulled out their swords to fight, the Ouyang family was a very famous family, everyone in the clan practiced Ouyang Jian, and no one knew what Ouyang Sword was used to cast it.

I only understand that Ouyang Sword is out, and there is no sword to beat, and the few people in front of him can only be a few little minions of the Ouyang family at best, and the sword in his hand is definitely not the real Ouyang Jian.

All the swords broke strangely when they touched the hilt of Ling Tian's broken sword, and Ling Tian deeply felt that there seemed to be some memory inside the broken sword.

"Bah, I really don't believe in evil anymore."

Ouyang Jing looked at the fallen crowd and stepped forward with his sword.

"Ouyang Swordsmanship!"

The Ouyang Sword in his hand came out of its sheath and floated in front of him, as if it had spirituality.

Ling Tian thought to himself, this sword was somewhat interesting, if he could extract his sword spirit and feed it to the hilt of my sword, I don't know if it would grow some sword body or something.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Ouyang Jing, who was intended, only felt a sudden chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous insect.

This time, Ling Tian was not careless, the sharp sword qi had already attacked, plus the attack power of this sword was definitely very strong, this was no longer something that could be fought against by drawing a sword.

"Nine Tribulation Sword Technique First Style!"

Ling Tian's momentum rose suddenly, and he clearly felt that the muscles and skin of his whole body were constantly absorbing spiritual energy, and converging on the hilt of the sword.

More and more aura was gathered, and the aura around Ling Tian's body became stronger and stronger, and the sword qi brought by Ouyang Swordsmanship before was mixed with snowflakes and ice slag, stabbing his skin painfully.

At this time, the fierce sword qi was completely unable to get close to his body, and was completely blocked by the Nine Tribulations sword qi.

"Aftermath-rebirth!"

Ling Tian held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the powerful sword qi gathered into a ball, like a small sword body, and suddenly pointed the sword directly at Ouyang Jing.

Just when the two swords came into contact, the broken sword repeated the mistake of the past again, and the sword spirit of Ouyang Jian was sucked cleanly, the sword was shattered into scrap iron, and Ouyang Jing also spilled blood from his mouth and knelt on the ground.

Until this moment, Ouyang Jing was still trapped in Ling Tian's swordsmanship and couldn't extricate himself, to put it bluntly, he always thought that he was dead, and what was terrible was not death, but heart death.

If you think you've lost before you resist, how can you win?

At this time, the girl in blue who had never moved her hand rushed forward, her sword was also blue, with a flowing pattern, but it easily resisted the aftermath of the Nine Tribulations swordsmanship.

The sword qi in Ling Tian's body had been completely depleted, this was the first time he had used the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique, and the sword qi consumed had also reached a terrifying level.

When the battlefield subsided, the girl dragged Ouyang Jing silently and prepared to leave.

"May I know your name?" Ling Tian wanted to know his name, not because of his greed for her beauty, but because of respect.

She didn't humiliate herself like everyone else, she didn't choose which side to defend when she got her hands dirty, and she wanted to know her name just out of gratitude.

"Ouyang Yu!"

Her voice was as cold as her person, but this name might make Ling Tian remember it for the rest of his life.

The people of the Ouyang family are gone, and there is no one here who can disturb his retreat.