Chapter 7: The Battle of the Two Heroes

Chapter 6 The Four Masters of the Ancient Sword

"I don't respect the elders, I'll teach you how to be a person today. As soon as Ling Tian said a word, the four king swords flew up in the air, and the Yuan Spirit behind him turned into a high phantom, and the two spirit swords buzzed and were magnificent.

"Hmph, pretend, I'd like to see what you can do to me. Shen Lang was not afraid at all, the same four king swords flew up, the sword pointed at Ling Tian, the Yuan Spirit was out of the body, and its momentum was not weaker than Ling Tian at all.

"Quartet Shengping"

"Embattled"

The two of them didn't spare any hands, and each of them used four king swords, condensing a meter-long condensed true qi, and stabbed each other.

"Whoosh......" The two were seven or eight feet away, and Wang Jian galloped out, each going out in four ways, up and down, left and right, with a piercing sound of breaking the sky.

"Sonorous ......" eight Wang Jianliang appeared and collided, and the real qi wave wandered around.

These two people used the two ancient sword Zhen Tiangang Bagua Sword Formation and the Sword Eight Immortals of the Ancient Sword Gate Sword Formation Peak, and they all practiced to the third level, and they fought equally.

"Hmph, a mountain village man, even if you put on a dragon robe, you are still a hillbilly. Shen Lang was obviously extremely disdainful of Ling Tian, and when he spoke, ignoring the stalemate sword formation, he took out a king-level earth-level golden fan from the ring in his hand.

"Smack......

"Woo Woo ......"

Shen Lang opened the golden fan and flew towards Ling Tian, the golden fan circled away at great speed, like a huge saw wheel, exuding a cold and terrifying aura.

"Hmph, a second ancestor who relies on pills to pile up, without your ancestor's yin virtue, you are not even a fart. Ling Tian also cursed mercilessly, and at the same time took out a yellow-level king weapon long sword from the space bag.

Ling Tian danced his long sword again and again, and the sparks he saw were shining in all directions, and the sonorous sound was endless, and the golden fan was shocked by several swords and flew out diagonally.

"Ka Ka ......" The golden fan circled around and flew back towards Shen Lang, and the branches and leaves of the trees were like paper paste, and they were cut off one by one in an instant.

"If I don't show some skills, you really think you can turn the world around. As Ling Tian spoke, the Yuan Spirit Phantom behind him suddenly condensed, and at the same time, he rushed towards Shen Lang.

"Buzzing ......" Ling Tian danced his long sword at great speed, and thirteen sharp and condensed true qi sword shadows instantly formed in the air, and one after another sword blade true qi, with a cold glow, swept towards Shen Lang.

"Sword Thirteen, Senior Brother Ling Tian has actually practiced Sword Twenty-One to the thirteenth layer. ”

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being the head of the four masters, this sword thirteen is really domineering. ”

"It seems that this Senior Brother Shen Lang is afraid that he is in trouble. ”

......

Those disciples around them, seeing Ling Tian's exquisite swordsmanship, their eyes were full of envy and worship, and they began to chirp and talk crookedly.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. Shen Lang said disdainfully, holding the fan in his right hand, the distance trembled, and his left hand waved several palms, and he saw that the golden fan was crazy and changed.

"Huhu ......" In a moment, the golden fan became seven feet high, and was lifted high by Shen Lang, and fanned towards Ling Tian's flying sword, and in an instant, he could hear the sound of the wind.

"Bang bang bang ......" When the sword shadow touched the fan shadow, a boom was heard.

"Bang ......" After the twelve sword rays, the shadow burst out, and the last sword ray had already shot out.

"Bang ......" Before Shen Lang could react, the last sword had already hit his right shoulder.

"Wow......" Shen Lang was shocked and strode back.

"Hmph, I didn't expect a hillbilly to dare to hurt the master, it seems that I can't teach you a good lesson today. After Shen Lang finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

And he saw the golden fan hanging in front of him, and it shook suddenly.

"Die. After a moment of accumulation, Shen Lang burst out, and his palms had already continued to be majestic True Yuan, and he slapped towards the golden fan.

"Whoosh...... The twenty-four bones of the golden fan burst out in an instant, like twenty-four sharp swords, leaning towards Ling Tian with the sound of the wind.

"A piece of waste can still turn the sky upside down. Ling Tian was not afraid, suddenly he seemed to have wind under his feet, his body was ghostly, he danced the long sword at great speed, and several phantoms appeared, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing behind the phantom.

"Bang bang bang ......" Suddenly, the sword light and flint roared again and again, the fan bones flew one after another, and the sword shadows and figures were broken one by one.

"Bang bang bang ......" Ling Tian, who was standing behind the phantom, the long sword in his hand flickered even more, blocking the last few fan bones one by one.

The fan bones that were scattered and flew apart in the "Buzzing ......" converged again under the control of Shen Lang's divine sense, and they turned into two golden fans.

"Dead ......" Shen Lang grabbed a handful of each hand, and flew towards Ling Tian with a fan, the left and right fans slashed down diagonally from the left and right, and the fan saw the condensation of a three-foot-long true qi edge, which made people feel a little creepy.

"Is this the iron fan trick?"

"Look at that sharp edge, it is like a real thing, this Senior Brother Shen Lang is really worthy of one of the four masters. ”

"I don't know if Senior Brother Ling Tian will be able to withstand this blow. ”

"Self-inflicted humiliation. Ling Tian was indeed even more disdainful of this Shen Lang at this time, and the magic trick in his hand flashed extremely quickly, and he slashed forward with his sword.

"Bang ......" saw the blades of the sword fan collide, and after a roar, a powerful and terrifying energy wave spread out.

"Ka ......" A few trees that were closer were directly cut off by the energy wave.

"Bang bang ......" Both of them were shocked and flew backwards and flew out.

"Bang ......" and Shen Lang was also hit by a remnant of the sword.

"Poof......" Shen Lang directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell several feet away in embarrassment.

"Ah......" Shen Lang, who was hit hard by a blow, was in tatters, but fortunately, he was wearing a soft armor close to his body, so he didn't hurt his life.

"You forced me. Shen Lang's face was hideous, and his body was full of true qi, the golden fan bones flew out one by one, connected by true qi in front and back, turning into a giant cone, spinning towards Ling Tian and surging away, and Shen Lang galloped out, his body was like a diamond, driving the giant cone composed of fan bones, bringing up an air vortex, sweeping the dust and fallen leaves wherever he passed, and its momentum was vast, and the ghosts and gods did not dare to stop it.

"Could this be a Meteorite Diamond? ”

"It's terrible Wia. ”

"The Shen family has learned the meteorite dragon drill, and the ancestor of the Shen family killed the meteorite dragon drill of the demon king Xiong Ben with one move. ”

Seeing Shen Lang's sudden move, the disciples who were watching were amazed one by one.

"Roar ......" And Ling Tian, who didn't know why, suddenly roared, like a roar, so that several teenagers around him who were at the peak of their qi cultivation hurriedly covered their ears.

Then, he saw that Ling Tian's arms were like tiger legs, they actually grew yellow and black hair, his arms were straight, and they were more than twice as thick as before, and the long sword in his hand was also glowing with blood-red light, bringing a sword ray that was long and slashed towards the giant diamond.

"...... Keng" Just when Shen Lang and Ling Tian were about to fight to the death, a giant sword slammed down, directly blocking the middle of the two.

"Boom ......"

"Buzz ......"

The two domineering attacks slammed solidly into the bladeless bluestone-colored giant sword, emitting a long, continuous metal hum with a deafening roar.

"Bang Bang ......"

A few teenagers who were five or six feet away from the giant sword were shocked by the energy wave and staggered back again and again.