After finishing speaking, Cheng Minhao's sword qi swung open, staggered, his body was like an autumn wind sweeping leaves, wrapped in sword light and attacked in front of Ling Tian, the long sword in his hand shook out a sword curtain, and when his head was under Ling Tian's cover, sealing the space within a radius of more than ten zhang.

The sound of Zheng Zheng is endless, and there seems to be a tactful and urgent Hu Ji voice, one listens to the mournful sound, and then listens to the heart, murderous breath.

Returning to his senses, small sword qi visible to the naked eye crisscrossed and criss-crossed, enveloping Ling Tian in a group.

The cold light flickered, Ling Tian's expression became more solemn than ever, and he violently urged a demonic rhyme, the whole person exuded a compelling cold, and the demonic rhyme on his palms burst out, and he pushed it outward.

The qi rhyme of the two collided together, and a loud sound was heard in mid-air, and most of the hundreds of sword rays were instantly annihilated.

Cheng Minhao's expression was cold, and he shouted lightly: "Don't measure yourself!"

The long sword floated, and the remaining sword qi actually gathered in one place, condensed into the appearance of a long sword, and slashed down towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's eyes shrank, his big hand opened, and out of thin air, a sword of nothingness was clenched in his hand, and it directly rang together, blocking in front of him.

Touch!

With a sound, the two sword curtains staggered, causing a ripple, and a gap cracked in the surrounding space, and Cheng Minhao's tricks disappeared invisibly.

In the midst of the lightning, Ling Tian's figure suddenly moved, as fast as a cunning rabbit, and with a kick of his feet, he rushed towards Cheng Minhao, Cheng Minhao roared lightly, and retreated rapidly, Ling Tian chased after him.

The two of them were as fast as electricity, Ling Tian stepped on the black lotus, and Cheng Minhao used his advanced cultivation to make the two of them even equal in speed.

The figures intersected and entangled, and their fierce killing moves bloomed together.

Cheng Minhao's expression was slightly stunned, he never expected that this guy who only had the Xuanyun Realm would be able to burst out with such combat power.

It's just that where did he know Ling Tian's true strength.

After being annoyed, he was annoyed in his heart, and he worked harder and harder in his hand, the long sword was danced so impenetrable, and the three-inch sword on the tip of the sword was like a spiritual snake, swallowing endlessly.

The real and virtual changes of the moves, which are unpredictable.

The surrounding trees fell one by one, and the two of them passed, flying sand and rocks everywhere, and the fight was fierce.

In just ten breaths of kung fu, thirty moves in hand, it seems that no one can help anyone, it seems that Cheng Minhao has an absolute advantage on the scene, and eight out of ten moves are attacking.

With a sneer, Cheng Minhao shook the long sword out of a sword flower, and pointed a sword around Ling Tian.

There was a crunch of air blasting.

Ling Tian grinned and quickly avoided Cheng Minhao's attack range.

But how could Cheng Minhao give him this opportunity? If the long sword had a spirituality, it directly wrapped around one of Ling Tian's arms.

Whew!Whew!

The clothes were in tatters, and the pieces of cloth were flying.

Ling Tian shouted angrily, the magic rhyme erupted majestically, not retreating, but advancing, and the fierce punch of his left hand smashed out.

Sensing the terrifying damage contained in this punch, Cheng Minhao's eyes showed a look of horror, and the long sword pointed at Ling Tian's shoulder, piercing three inches, and with the help of the rebound force of this stab, he quickly retreated.

But it was still a little late, Ling Tian had been hiding his strength, waiting for one hit to be hit, otherwise this guy knew the details of his demonic energy, and it would be bad if he escaped.

Kick, Kick!

Cheng Minhao only knew that he had flashed back in a row, and it was not until he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row that he unloaded the strength of this punch.

At the same time, its own qi is urged to dissolve the fist strength that invades the body. After a while, Cheng Minhao's face turned pale and he took a deep breath.

On the other hand, the clothes on Ling Tian's left arm had been torn to pieces by Cheng Minhao's long sword, and on his bare arm, countless tiny blood lines were densely packed, instantly dyeing his arm red, looking extremely terrifying.

Just as Cheng Minhao dissolved his 'Violent Triple Strength' energy, Ling Tian also gasped lightly, shook his arm, and refined the sword qi that the other party had invaded into his body invisible.

"Hehe......" Cheng Minhao's eyes were cold and scorching, staring at Ling Tian deadly: "It's just the seventh layer of the Xuanyun Realm, with a spirit-level weapon, it's really a waste, it can have such lethality, I really admire, this spirit-level weapon is also mine!"

As he spoke, the long sword pointed at him from afar: "You are the most powerful Xuanyun Realm cultivator I have ever seen, and your Qi Yun Essence Purity is no less than that of ordinary Tianyun Realm, and even more reckless than me......!" Loose cultivation is casual cultivation, there is no order, my sword skills of the Heavenly Sect are infinitely powerful, how can people like you crack it. ”

With an unusually arrogant expression and an indifferent voice, Cheng Minhao said in a low voice: "I just now only had seven points of strength." If I use all my strength, how long will you be able to resist?"

Holding the sword in both hands and standing it on his chest, Cheng Minhao's expression was solemn, his aura burst out, and he shouted: "Sword curtain!"

Zheng!

A loud sword roar rang out, and the long sword in his hand trembled.

A sharp momentum erupted from his body, and the whole person was like a peerless long sword, and the aura outside the body was swaying, and the momentum reached its peak in an instant, and the long hair was windless and automatic, and countless small short swords flowed outside his body.

Looking at it, it was as if this person was guarded by ten thousand swords.

Cheng Tianzong's sword skills are really mysterious.

Ling Tian's eyes narrowed, and his expression became extremely serious.

Cheng Minhao was obviously a little annoyed and angry by being punched just now, so he would use this so-called "sword curtain" martial art.

Guarded by the ten thousand swords condensed by that aura, Cheng Minhao was like a hedgehog now, and if Ling Tian wanted to hit him with his fists again, he would inevitably hurt himself first.

"You can force me to use the sword body, you are proud enough!" Cheng Minhao looked at Ling Tian coldly, with a look of arrogance and disdain overlooking all living beings.

As he spoke, step by step, he walked towards this side lightly.

Ling Tian swept again, seemingly avoiding Cheng Minhao, and the momentum of the ninth layer of the Xuanyun Realm instantly appeared.

The Heavenly Yun Realm is a huge watershed for cultivators, the qi in the body has undergone a qualitative change, and it can be transformed into a void qi rhyme, it is not so simple, Ling Tian wants to test what level his current strength has reached.

Sensing the rise of Ling Tian's momentum, Cheng Minhao looked stunned, then smiled slightly, and said disdainfully: "Yes, it turns out that you hid your strength, and you didn't use all your strength just now, but now you are only the peak of the Xuanyun Realm, not my opponent!"

"Is it an opponent, isn't it only known if you have fought?" Ling Tian chuckled.

The sword of nothingness resurfaced, and Cheng Minhao's face turned cold, just now he suffered the loss of this sword of nothingness that disappeared in a strange instant.

Now seeing that Ling Tian easily condensed his side, he was naturally furious, and shouted angrily: "Look at me breaking your chapter moves, and then teach you a good lesson!"

The pace accelerated, and the long sword was swept between the attacks, and the qi and sword qi outside the body were like arms and fingers. Several lines of swiping swiped out, and fiercely struck Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's body flashed, but he didn't know that those Qi Yun sword qi were a little different from the ones just now, and they could actually turn and track with Cheng Minhao's will.

Hurriedly dodging three or four times, Cheng Minhao had already killed in front of him, and he used a powerful sword skill in a cruel laugh.

Fiercely slashed towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian fled as if he swept away, and the 'Nian' in his hand was hurriedly raised, blocking Cheng Minhao's sword, but the power of Cheng Minhao's move was really a bit unexpected by him, and the whole person was a little unstable.

Looking at Ling Tianqian's appearance of poor donkey skills, Cheng Minhao laughed, one move after another, and he couldn't make a fuss, and with the unpredictable aura and sword qi, Ling Tian fled in embarrassment.

Such a high-intensity life-and-death struggle is a lot of load on any cultivator's body, physical strength is secondary, and the use of qi yun is the most critical issue.

A cultivator who is strong and skilled in combat will carefully calculate his every bit of qi and will achieve the greatest damage with the least effort.

Neither Ling Tian nor Cheng Minhao could do this for the time being, the strength realm of the two of them had not reached that level, and they could only use their qi to maintain their tricks and momentum.

In just half a burnt of incense, Ling Tian had never made a single move, he was always on defense, but it was the rise of Cheng Min Hao's killing, constantly teasing and mocking in laughter, and he looked like he had a posture that had taken Ling Tian.

During the dodge, Ling Tian seemed to be a little prostrate, stumbling on his feet, and almost fell to the ground.

Cheng Minhao saw this opportunity, where would he miss it? The long sword in his hand cut out horizontally, straight to Ling Tian's neck.

Ling Tian raised his 'Nian' block again in a panic, but Cheng Minhao had already taken precautions, and his long sword shook in the middle of the way, turning into a stab.

Ling Tian's 'Nian' also reacted immediately, stabbing downward.

"It's a sin to hold such a good sword and destroy the heavens like this!" Cheng Minhao sneered.

A trace of calmness flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and the 'thought' suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Minhao's expression was stunned and incredulous, and he watched as the strange disappearance suddenly appeared, and the sword of nothingness cut through his long sword.

With a click, the long sword was disconnected.

The long sword in Cheng Minhao's hand is just a weapon forged from stainless steel, but it is a mortal-level weapon, where can it withstand such a slash?

Without waiting for Cheng Minhao to be stunned, a soft sound came, and the long sword in his hand broke into several pieces, if he hadn't retreated quickly, even the hand holding the sword would have been cut off.

"You ......" Cheng Minhao's eyes trembled, and he looked at Ling Tian in shock.

He was quite agile with his sword before, and he wouldn't use his long sword to collide with Ling Tian head-on, so he didn't need to worry about damage to his weapon, but he never thought that Ling Tian could easily cut off his long sword.

Originally, he thought Ling Tian was a guy at the ninth layer of the Xuanyun Realm, but no matter how good his weapon was, it was useless.

Without noticing, the weapon was destroyed in an instant.

Without the long sword, he, a disciple of the Chengtian Sect who cultivates sword skills, is destined to have a discount in strength.

"Now it's my turn!" Ling Tian took a deep breath, changing his embarrassed expression and weak look just now, his eyes were full of essence, and his fighting intent was endless, staring at Cheng Minhao.

Cheng Minhao suddenly realized that the other party was just acting just now, including being forced to jump up and down by himself before, all of which he did on purpose.

It's good to paralyze yourself, reduce your vigilance, and endure it for so long, just to abolish your long sword.

Such a deep scheming, such a sharp means.

Cheng Minhao faced Ling Tian squarely for the first time.

But he was still not afraid, Ling Tian had only the ninth layer of the Xuanyun Realm, and discarded the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Even if you don't have a weapon, you're no match for me!" )