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Mu Xiyu knew that Qin Ling's secrets had not been exposed, what was it to fly, they really thought that if they dominated the sky, they could dominate the world.

Qin Ling also heard the sound transmission technique of a strong man, although he didn't know who it was, but he was able to drink the sword eighty-seven, then this person's cultivation was at least much stronger than him.

"Could it be the Master of the Academy, or is it the Spiritual Realm Ancestor who has not been born in seclusion?"

Thinking of this, Qin Ling sneered, these Sword Academy Baxiu really thought that they were amazing geniuses. Since even the person who transmitted the voice was clearly biased in favor of them, what did he have to worry about.

The surrounding disciples all felt the suffocating atmosphere, and the battle between the disciples was no longer a battle of will, but a battle of hatred.

Qin Ling looked up, a dull roar came out of his body, the twelfth Eternal Heavenly Pattern was successfully condensed, and there was still a little bit of Beast Pill energy left, which was not enough to condense another Heavenly Pattern.

However, he still has five half-finished spirit stones, but he will not use them lightly unless he has to.

Although the eight shows in the sky looked down on Qin Ling, they were also deeply afraid of the aura that erupted from Qin Ling's body, and the tenth stage of the pulse realm had at least 120,000 jin of divine power, which was already comparable to the power of the late stage of the realm realm.

If he can break through to the realm, ask who can be his opponent within the realm. They suddenly discovered that there were cultivators in the world who were even more demonic than them, but they had not encountered them before.

"Senior Brother Qin Ling is so powerful, he seriously injured two people with the strength of one person, forcing the other eight people to forcibly impact the realm, and his own strength has been improving, and there seems to be a source of power in his body that will never wither. ”

"The Sky King is always stronger than the Earth Overlord, and now that the eight people are condescending to look down on one person, Senior Brother Qinling is in a very bad situation. Such a talent is a real dragon among people, and if it takes time to advance to the realm realm, his future is more promising than that of the Ten Shows of the Sword Academy. ”

"Senior Brother Qin Ling has just been admitted to the hospital, and he doesn't have a strong backing, otherwise someone should come forward to stop this matter at this time. The infighting among the genius disciples of the same sect consumes their own vital strength. ”

"Senior Brother Qinling was able to escape today, and he also had a foothold on the land of Qinzhou, unless it was the Spirit Realm Ancestor who made a move, very few people could shake his position. ”

All the disciples of the Sword Academy were talking in a whisper, especially those Realm disciples who were flying in the sky, many of them were already very late stage of realm cultivation, and their eyes looking at Yu Ling were full of shock, and there was a little jealousy. The tenth stage of the Pulse Realm, comparable to the power of the late stage of the Realm Realm, made them feel a deep sense of frustration.

"Who of you wants to cut off his arms?"

Hua Yue was arrogant, and in his eyes, Qin Ling at this moment was very humble, and he was no longer a person in the same level as him.

"Senior Brother Hua, this person was aggressive before, so that our hidden cultivation achievements in the past few years have fallen short, and the unity of human and sword is not perfect, so we can't cultivate to the highest combat technique of the Sword Academy's 'Heavenly Sword Technique', which is hateful, very hateful. ”

"Junior disciples, don't think about this anymore, we are all geniuses, genius is accompanied by chance, maybe in the future, we will have a better chance to cultivate other emperor-level exercises and combat skills. ”

Hua Yue was also gloomy and terrifying, he had already stepped into the eighth peak with half a foot, but he was forced to give up at the last moment. If he didn't decisively force the realm to attack, I am afraid that he would step into Yang Yuntian's back path, and the foundation of the sword path would be destroyed, which would be the most tragic consequence.

"Qin Ling, do you have anything else to quibble? We have time, just say whatever you want. ”

All eight of them burst out laughing.

Qin Ling was silent for a while, looked up at the eight people, and spit out four words between his teeth: "A group of idiots." ”

A group of idiots, they actually said openly that the Eight Shows of the Sword Academy, the genius disciples of the Eight Realms are a group of idiots.

The disciples on the ground were in an uproar, and the disciples of the realm in the sky were also cold-eyed. Jian Eighty-seven on the mountain peak next door had a strange face and muttered, "I can't see through, I really can't see through it." ”

The smiling faces of the eight people instantly stiffened, and one of them drew his sword with a blue face and slashed down, the projection of the sea of qi behind him was revealed, and the vitality was rolling, and the divine power of one sword was 90,000 catties, and the combat power had reached the middle of the realm.

Qin Ling jumped, his body was seven or eight meters high, and he punched out, shattering the qi sword.

"You're looking for death. ”

The eyes of the person who came out of the sword suddenly became sharp, and a person who couldn't fly jumped into the air was equivalent to losing the foundation of strength, and his combat power would be reduced by at least half, so his body jumped through a distance of one hundred and ten meters, and a sword pierced Qin Ling's eyebrows.

There was a sigh all around, and they all thought that Qin Ling was not calm and wise enough.

The man calculated the speed of Qin Ling's fall, and the blade of the sword crossed an arc. But in the next breath, his eyes changed, and Qin Ling's falling figure not only did not continue to decline, but instead rose in place at a faster speed.

A pair of blood-colored wings stretched out, and the power of heaven and earth held his body.

The mistake of calculation put him in a life-and-death crisis, Qin Ling's body was raised by two meters just past the person's head, and then the 120,000 jin of divine power was condensed and stepped down.

The sky trembled, and the newly promoted realm disciple screamed miserably, and was trampled to the ground like a meteor. He condensed his vitality in his back at the moment of life and death, but he couldn't withstand such a domineering force, and when he fell to the ground, his back was torn wounds, and there were terrifying blood cracks in many places in his internal organs, lying there spitting blood foam one after another.

Quiet, dead quiet. Above the sky, Qin Ling, who was fanning his wings, became the only focus in the eyes of the disciples of the Sword Academy at this time.

"Blood Wing, how can he have Blood Wing, that is not a flying magic weapon, but an energy transformation entity. ”

"That is the talent origin of the demon beast, he actually absorbed a demon beast talent origin with the bloodline of the ancient beast king. Understood, no wonder he had been very calm all the time, and he didn't care about the eight people advancing to the realm at all. ”

"What are the ten shows of the Sword Academy, compared with Senior Brother Qinling, they are clowns jumping off the beam. ”

"On the ground, the ten shows of the Sword Academy were very embarrassed and were killed, and they had to forcibly attack the realm. I thought that they would turn over in one fell swoop, but I didn't think that it was Senior Brother Qinling who really dominated the sky. The pair of wings were faster than any of them. ”

"The strong rise of Senior Brother Qinling represents the end of the era of the Ten Shows of the Sword Academy. ”

"Terrible Qinling, poor Shixiu. ”

This scene deeply touched the hearts of every disciple of the Sword Academy, and Qin Ling would always use unexpected means at the last moment to turn the tables in one fell swoop and set the tide.

Hua Yue was stupid, he must have subconsciously trembled by Qin Ling's gaze, and the cold air was rising behind the others, feeling as if they were being targeted by a giant murderer.

"The pig is right, you are a bunch of idiots, all rubbish, all scum. If you don't have the protection of your elders, you're nothing. I will make it deeply remembered by all of you today, where I am, you will always be just clowns. ”

Brush, a ten-meter qi sword swept across the air, and the momentum of the yin and yang sword fingers resonated with heaven and earth. The terrifying momentum exuded by the heaven-level combat technique that condensed 120,000 jin of divine power was such that even the onlookers who were thousands of meters away were numb in their scalps and their legs trembled.

"Blood Sword Thirteen Style. ”

"Draw your sword and kill. ”

"A sword returns to the original stab. ”

The seven people who were shrouded by the sword momentum all let out an unwilling roar, urging with all their strength, and each of them displayed a heaven-level combat skill. The sky roared, and the entire sword courtyard echoed continuously.

The sword was invincible, and the combat skills of the seven people were all defeated, and the disciples who were slightly slower were cut off along with the sword of the Ten Thousand Refining Divine Weapons in their hands. Qin Ling was in one go, his sword momentum was like the sky, and he suppressed the momentum of seven people with the strength of one person.

"Get down. ”

Qin Ling's wings fanned, and the person had already flashed in front of one of the swordless disciples, and directly punched down, not allowing him to let out a scream and smash it to the ground.

As long as the wings are still there, the distance of space can be ignored within a kilometer radius, and the mind can appear from one end to the other.

Qin Ling's cold eyes appeared in front of the second disciple who fled in a hurry, and he slapped it down fiercely, and the man's mouth of teeth was shattered and flew out. The figure fell on the mountain peak, and the fist and bones seemed to have been torn apart, and he couldn't get up again.

The third disciple who had lost the divine soldier finally let out a heart-rending roar of horror, he couldn't bear the pressure brought to him by Qin Ling, his fighting spirit collapsed instantly, and he turned around and fled, escaping from the sky above the three hundred and third peaks, and roared while fleeing desperately: "I won't be defeated, I can't be defeated." ”

Hua Yue looked at the two injured people on the ground sadly, and looked at the same door who lost his mind and fled, and the three junior disciples around him also lost their inch, the means of exaltation that they themselves thought were all vulnerable, and they still had no chance to turn over in front of Qin Ling, they would only bring humiliation on themselves.

It is not they who dominate the sky, but him.

"Get down with all of you. ”

Qin Ling urged the Eternal Celestial Pattern to perform the Heaven-level Combat Technique Yin Yang Sword Finger again, when suddenly a middle-aged man in a black robe with a beard on his face flew over, leaving a rolling qi mark behind him.

"Who is it, which beast has hurt my son's kendo foundation. Who is so bold, the old man will cramp and peel him, so that he can't survive and die. ”

"My Yang madman is only a son, and I have poured all my life into him, who is so vicious that ruined my son's cultivation path and cut off all the hope of the old man. This revenge must be avenged, and the old man must destroy him. ”

Qin Ling retracted his aura and watched the madman-like man fly closer, he was a cultivator in the late stage of the realm realm, and the aura on his body was very strong, with at least 140,000 divine powers.

Madman Yang saw Qin Ling from a distance, who was fanning his bloody wings, roared again and again, and punched through the sky, killing the killer without saying a word. You don't need to ask to think that he is a murderer, that he is crazy, that he has lost his mind.

Qin Ling's eyes flickered, and he actually swung his fist hard.

Boom -

The strong wind was blowing, and Hua Yue and the other four didn't dare to get too close and flew to the ground. Qin Ling's entire arm was numb and unconscious, and his body was squirming with all his might to defuse the shock force. In terms of strength, he was a little inferior, but Yang Maniac didn't take much advantage.

The two formed a confrontation in the sky.