Ling Tian walked towards Jun Xiuren step by step, he walked slowly, his momentum accumulating, and he didn't dare to despise him.

"Kill him!"

Jun Xiuren frowned, and ordered to the Great Elder Jun Xiuning.

Although Ling Tian had killed Jun Weicai, it was impossible for Jun Xiuren to make a move in person.

If Jun Xiuren personally intervenes, it will be like a fight between the king of a country and a beggar, whether he wins or loses, it will damage the authority of the king and weaken his own power.

Now that Jun Xiuren has just become the master of the Blood Blade Pavilion, and he has just subdued everyone inside and outside the Pavilion, he can't do anything that shakes the foundation of power.

Moreover, Jun Xiuren was also a little incomprehensible to Ling Tian, so he just let Jun Xiuning try his depth.

Jun Xiuning's face darkened, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's face was expressionless, and with a flick of his fingers, an oval-shaped ball of light popped out like electricity.

The same move to deal with Jun Weicai, but the light group is much larger, and the spiritual power contained in it is also several times stronger.

"Even mere spirit-level spells dare to show off, let you see what a saint-level is!"

Jun Xiuning's face showed disdain, and with a stroke of his arm, he drew out a blood-colored sword qi that was a long length out of thin air, and then pointed forward.

Sou!

The sword qi shot out like lightning, and then there was a bang, and it collided with the qi circle slash.

The front end of the blood-colored sword qi was smashed by the qi circle, and the qi overflowed like catkins, spilling everywhere.

Ling Tian thought he had the upper hand, but the next scene that happened surprised him slightly.

I saw that the back half of the blood-colored sword qi burst forward again, and the qi circle slash was already weak, and it was immediately scattered.

The blood-colored sword qi continued to rush forward, Ling Tian urged the Heavenly Phoenix Feather Cloak, and did not use the Thunder Escape, his body disappeared, avoiding this huge sword qi.

The sword qi roared through, directly penetrating the walls of the main hall, and was only less than a zhang away from the nearest crowd, frightening their faces pale, but intimidated by Jun Xiuren's majesty, everyone was still kneeling, and no one dared to stand up.

The crowd exclaimed and discussed:

"It's the Blood Edge of the Thirteen Swords!"

"It is said that there are a total of three gravity forces in this blood front, and the strength is like a wave, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave, even if it blocks the previous wave, there are still two waves. ”

"It's so powerful, no wonder it's designated as a saint-level spell, it's a long experience. ”

Saint-level spells are one level higher than spirit-level spells and are much more powerful.

Jun Moxiao, who was in the corner of the main hall, also looked worried for a while, Ling Tian's qi slash, she had seen it in the Purple Gold Valley, it was extremely powerful, and she didn't expect to be easily blocked by Jun Xiuning.

After the initial confusion, seeing that his mother's injuries had stabilized, Jun Moxiao also regained consciousness and turned his attention to Ling Tian.

"Ling Tian is going to be fine, right?!" Jun Mo smiled nervously.

"What's the matter? It's just a few thousand-year-old Faxiang Realm monks, and my lord kills them like chickens. Xue Qianrou looked disdainful.

Although Ling Tianchuan asked Xue Qianrou to take Jun Moxiao and the others away, Xue Qianrou was unwilling to leave the master, but just asked Su Bo to take people away, and he wanted to stay, and Jun Moxiao was unwilling to leave his friends and escape alone, and the others saw that the young master did not leave, and they did not want to leave, and in the end everyone stayed.

Listening to Xue Qianrou's words, the disciples of Jun Xiuran's family all shook their heads slightly, feeling that she had said a big thing, only Jun Moxiao and Feng Xiaoxiao, who had seen Ling Tian's ability with their own eyes in the Purple Gold Valley, still had a point or two of confidence.

However, when he was in the Purple Gold Valley, Ling Tian was only dealing with one twin concentric demon, and Pu Aoyun of the other Law Realm did not make a move from beginning to end.

And here there are four Law Phase Realm giants in the Light Blood Blade Pavilion, plus the vassal forces, there are a total of eight Law Phase Realm giants.

As for whether Ling Tian could turn the tide, Jun Moxiao and Feng Xiaoxiao were obviously not confident.

"Thirteen swords of the blood edge, Lao Tzu can kill you with only this sword and the blood edge is stacked!"

Jun Xiuning looked disdainful, his arm was slashed, and another blood-colored sword qi condensed and formed in his chest.

Saint-level spells?

Ling Tian was interested, his Qi Circle Slash was self-created, there was no grade, and Jun Xiuning's evaluation of the spirit level was also appropriate, because the Qi Circle Slash fell behind in the confrontation with the Saint-level spell Blood Blade.

An oval-shaped ball of light formed in Ling Tian's palm, and with a flick of his fingers, another qi circle slashed out, the sharp edges of the light cluster were like substance, and the spiritual power contained in it was ten times stronger.

"Bastard!!How did he get such strong spiritual power?!"

Jun Xiuning was furious, although Ling Tian played a spirit-level spell, his spiritual power was too strong, even if it was a low-level spell, it was something that Jun Xiuning couldn't resist.

Jun Xiuning's strength was no more than 10 million, while Ling Tian's strength was as high as 50 million, more than three times his strength.

Ling Tian's deficiencies in the spell level could be completely compensated for with absolute strength.

Seeing that the qi circle slash was menacing, the breath was amazing, and the sharp edge was almost about to cut through the space, Jun Xiuning knew that he couldn't block this blow with the Thirteen Swords of the Blood Blade, and with a slap of the storage bag, a cold pure white small sword flew out, and the sword body was covered with lines like frost flowers, simple and pale.

"The mystery of frost, frost dreams give birth to flowers!"

Jun Xiuning held the hilt of the sword, and the spiritual power frantically entered the small sword, and instantly slashed forward seven swords, and countless frost flowers struck out, forming a frost sword curtain in front of him.

The ferocious Qi Circle slashed through the layers of frost flowers, and then as if stuck in the mud, its speed slowed down, and then dissipated into the air.

Mystery, combined with the spell produced by the magic weapon, Jun Xiuning's Frost Wanhua Sword is a low-grade magic weapon.

Jun Xiuning combined this magic weapon to cultivate a set of mysteries, which was his real killing move.

Seeing that he had successfully blocked the Qi Yuan Slash, Jun Xiuning's heart was relieved, at this time, his back was full of cold sweat, he had already taken out the strongest mystery, and Ling Tian obviously had a lot of strength to spare.

Jun Xiuning, as an eternal giant of the Law Phase Realm, originally had absolute confidence in cleaning up Ling Tian, but now, his heart had begun to waver.

What about people? What about Ling Tianren?

Jun Xiuning suddenly found that Ling Tian, who was still in front of him a moment ago, had lost his trace.

Not to mention Jun Xiuning, at this moment, even the crowd of onlookers did not find Ling Tian's figure.

Jun Xiuren sat on the treasure chair, he had been engrossed in observing the battle situation, only to see a flash of thunder on Ling Tian's body, and then his figure disappeared, with the strength of his divine sense, he couldn't capture Ling Tian's position at this moment.

"Back!" Jun Xiuren suddenly shouted.

Jun Xiuning, who came back to his senses, immediately held the Frost Wanhua Sword and turned behind him, and at the same time, Ling Tian's figure also emerged.

Got you!" a triumphant sneer appeared on Jun Xiuning's face.

"The Mystery of Frost, Spiral Flying Frost Sword!"

Jun Xiuning made a killing move, this mystery was all in a quick word, and it was launched almost instantly, the ice spirit was in a spiral, and the attack power was also extremely powerful.

This sword, as if the space was twisted, the space was like a whole piece of glass being shattered, and the spiral frozen sword qi flew towards Ling Tian frantically.

"You're finished, I'm still too young and inexperienced. ”

At the same time as swinging the sword, Jun Xiuning's heart was relieved, he won!