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"Hmph! That's what I mean!" Cheng Muming snorted coldly, his momentum climbed, and the sword intent slowly spread.

"Ling Tian, you are on the side to assist, and I will deal with him!" Feeling Cheng Muming's momentum, Mo Zi said sharply.

"No, you come to help!" Ling Tian's words were concise and to the point, and as soon as his words fell, he had already rushed towards Cheng Muming, and during the attack, an unparalleled power fluctuation suddenly burst out from his originally calm body.

"You?" Demon Zi's eyes were shocked, and he was stunned to feel the oppressive momentum from Ling Tian.

How long has it been since he was promoted to the ninth layer of the Tianyun Realm, and when he chased Mo Han into the terrifying white mist, he was only at the eighth layer of the Tianyun Realm, and he had just been promoted.

I haven't seen him for a few days, this guy has actually reached the ninth layer of Tianyun Realm, and the speed of this breakthrough is simply a pervert, and he has ten thousand grass and mud horses running through his mind.

But after thinking about it, Mo Zi was relieved again, anyway, this guy is a perverted man, and it is not surprising that he can break through so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian and Cheng Muming collided together, Cheng Muming's sword skills unfolded, the sword qi was raging, and the killing intent was soaring.

Ling Tian's fists struck like lightning, his body moved, dancing in the shadow of the sword in the sky, and the entire human body exuded a bloodthirsty aura, as black as ink.

The energy of heaven and earth was messy, and the wind was blowing, and Mo Zi couldn't help but squint his eyes, wanting to help, but he didn't know how to intervene at all.

As soon as the two of them came up, they fought with all their might, without reservation.

All the killing machines and qi machines are blended together, and even if Mo Zi intervenes forcefully at this moment, it will inevitably cause the two of them to fight back at the same time.

How could she have the guts? Ling Tian asked her to help, it seemed that it was a rhetoric that gave her face, and now Mo Zi could only watch the battle from the sidelines, and she didn't even have the qualifications to sweep the formation.

"Stinky man, stinky guy!" Mo Zi smiled bitterly, but he was also decisive, and swung back lightly, his body was as light as a swallow, and he swept away a hundred feet away, and then stopped.

In the fierce battle, Cheng Muming had a look of horror and disbelief on his face, he didn't expect that this existence, which he regarded as garbage, would have the strength to fight against him.

The sword shadow was swept away by his violent fist wind, the opponent's moves opened and closed, and his sword moves were smart and ethereal, each with its own merits, and no one could help anyone for a while.

In just half a cup of tea, the two sides have fought each other hundreds of tricks, and the aura is wanton, the more Cheng admires the more he fights, the more frightened he becomes, but Ling Tian is more and more violent, and the expression on his face is also extremely excited, it looks like a demon in the color has met a stunning beauty who has stripped naked.

Touch!

The two parted violently.

Cheng Muming snorted, flew out on his back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ling Tian was also injured, and his abdomen was pulled out by Cheng Muming's long sword, and blood flowed.

Each withdrew more than thirty feet, and then slowly stood on his feet.

"Haha! Happy !" Although he was injured and bleeding, Ling Tian still laughed.

This is the real battle, a hearty battle between men who can't stop.

Although he hated this Cheng in his heart and had a grudge against him, Ling Tian had to admit that this person still had a few brushes.

After all, the realm of the two of them is there, and the purity and majesty of the aura alone are much more than their own recklessness.

"You're amazing!" Cheng Muming stared at Ling Tian deeply, with some pain in his eyes, as if he didn't want to believe that a casual cultivator like Ling Tian could fight on an equal footing with him.

"Hehe, it's over!" Ling Tian looked indifferent.

"I admit it, I underestimated you before! It seems that my junior brother did not die by some accident, but died at your hands. Cheng Muming slowly turned the long sword, and his sword intent improved again.

"You sent him to attack me, you should have this awareness. ”

"It's good if you admit it!" Cheng Muming continued to turn his long sword, pointing at Ling Tian from afar.

"Want revenge?" Ling Tian sneered.

"He died, because he was not good at learning, no wonder anyone! But if you dare to go against me today, then don't think about leaving alive!" Cheng Muming's face suddenly appeared with a violent aura, and he shouted coldly: "The dignity of my Chengtian Sect cannot be trampled on! The dignity of my admiration cannot be trampled on! Even the sons of the eight families of the Central Regions can only look up to me, what are you!"

"Sword curtain!" With a deep shout, the silk sword qi that was floating outside Cheng Muming's body suddenly rang out, turned into substance, and flew around his body, shuttling endlessly.

This trick is both offensive and defensive, Ling Tian had been taught by Cheng Minhao once, and at this moment, it was displayed by Cheng Muming, and it looked even more terrifying.

However, this chaotic sword curtain contained a huge amount of damage.

"Hurry up and suffer death, I'll give you a good time!" Cheng Muming seemed to have taken veterinary medicine, and suddenly the beast was excited, and the long sword pointed at Ling Tian, and drank coldly domineeringly.

The sword curtain was added, Cheng Muming felt that he was omnipotent, he stood there, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, the sword intent of Sen Ran shrouded a radius of dozens of zhang, and the free sword qi in the air made a rustling sound, cutting the heaven and earth like a sharp sword, and there were more small scratches on the ground in an instant.

Ling Tian sneered, he was not afraid, and his whole body was also urged to the limit, and violent power poured out from his body, and there was a dense explosion from his not strong body.

The incomparable momentum, with this burst of explosions, is rapidly increasing until it reaches its peak.

The momentum of the two is completely different, Cheng Muming seems invincible, but Ling Tian is crazy and domineering, before fighting, the momentum has already clashed, and gusts of wind rolled up in the flat ground, gathering in the position between the two of them.

"Come!" Cheng roared angrily, his expression was hideous and full of madness, his long sword danced, and he slashed out two swords sharply.

The space seemed to be cut out of the herringbone, and in the roar of Cheng Mu's abyss, a crossed herringbone sword qi suddenly appeared in this position, like an extraterrestrial meteor attacking towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian stomped his foot violently, and the earth suddenly trembled.

The ferocious force erupted from the soles of his feet, and the ground was torn apart, and the spiderweb-like cracks spread outward from the center of his feet, reaching a range of more than ten feet.

The body is like a wind, and it has rushed towards Chengming.

Halfway through, he punched, and hit the herringbone sword qi. In an instant, there was a bang, the sword qi shattered, and Ling Tian's body was not hindered in the slightest, and the remaining momentum was unabated.

Cheng Muming's pupils contracted for a while, and all kinds of exquisite sword skills could no longer be kept, and the long sword danced, slashing towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian kept dodging, and the only thing he really couldn't avoid was to break it with his fists.

In the time of three breaths, Ling Tian had already deceived himself into admiring the name, the violent aura was like an oncoming wall, and the pressure was almost out of breath, and his strength was displayed without reservation, and his body quickly retreated.

"Where to run!" Ling Tian smirked.

Catching up all the way, the iron fist wrapped in magic rhyme kept beckoning to Cheng Muming, and Cheng Muming raised his sword to block.

The swordsmanship is ethereal and smart, wonderful to the peak, and a dazzling cloud of light and sword skills burst out in the position where the two of them are, facing the **** in all directions.

At the beginning, the two figures were not fast or slow, and in an instant, the two figures blurred, and after a while, they completely blended together.

A dense sound came out.

In just half a cup of tea, I don't know how many hundreds of moves have been played.

"Boom!" the figures of the two were entangled, and they rushed to a height of more than ten feet, and then they fell violently to the earth, smashing the ground into a huge deep pit.

Woohoo!

Thunder was rolling, moving and tumbling, Ling Tian and Cheng Muming had already fled dozens of zhang away, and they were constantly fighting fiercely.

In the distance, Mo Zi was reluctant to blink, and his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

She wasn't worried about Ling Tian's life or death at all, she was only shocked by the combat power he had burst out.

"This stinky guy is much stronger again!" Biting his red lip, Mo Zi hated in his heart, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She remembered that when she fought against her fourth sister and fifth sister demon spirit, she had to help herself, and when she fought with the suddenly powerful seventh sister demon Han, she was still at a disadvantage, and she was faintly not an opponent, and in the end, she relied on that strange martial art to control the sixth-order demon beast to be able to control the overall situation.

But now, from the moment he entered the white mist, his seventh sister was gone, and when he met Ling Tian again, he was actually able to compete with Cheng Muming.

Just looking at his own combat effectiveness, Cheng Muming is probably stronger than his two sisters and seventh sister.

The speed at which Ling Tian grew made Demon Zi impressed.

In a trance, I saw that Ling Tian and Cheng Muming had rushed out hundreds of zhang away.

Demon Zi stomped her feet and hurried to follow, she didn't want to miss this fierce and exciting battle.

Especially since this was a battle between cultivators of the same level who were about her age.

Along the direction of the two of them, there were some blood stains, and I don't know if it was Ling Tian or Cheng Muming, anyway, the two of them must have already fought a real fire, and it was impossible to stop without fighting to the death.

When Mo Zi arrived over there, he saw the two of them separated again, looking at each other more than thirty feet apart.

Cheng Muming's face was iron-blue, the original composure had disappeared, replaced by endless madness, his eyes were a little trembling, and he looked at Ling Tian in disbelief.

A wisp of red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale, apparently slightly injured.

On the other hand, Ling Tian also had several sword wounds on his body, his flesh and blood were rolled up, and he was drenched in blood, especially the two fists, which were densely covered with small sword marks.

With the blessing of the famous sword curtain, Ling Tian had both offense and defense, and if Ling Tian wanted to hurt him, he would inevitably hurt himself first.

But he was still laughing, laughing so wickedly.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, he was covered in blood, his black hair was flying, and he was handsome, and Mo Zi's pretty face was red.

"I've been ......cultivating since I was five years old," Cheng Muming suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse and a little trembling.

"It's been fourteen years now, and from childhood to adulthood, I can be called invincible among cultivators of the same generation. No one is qualified to be my opponent, no one can defeat me, even those sons of the Eight Masters of the Central Domain are not my opponents. What the sword is pointing at, don't dare to disobey. ”

Taking a deep breath, Cheng Muming's face became solemn: "You are very powerful!

"Wake up before you die, and your life will not be in vain. Ling Tian smirked.

Cheng Muming raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Do you really think you can win against me?

"I haven't come out yet!" Ling Tian's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he had an inexplicable smile.

Hearing this, Cheng Muming's eyes narrowed: "Then let's come again to see if you die or I die!"

Cheng Muming was completely aroused, his face changed, and he shouted.

From childhood to adulthood, he enjoyed the praise of his elders and the admiration of his peers, and Cheng Tianzong cultivated him as a hope for the future.

Such an arrogant person, but today he was injured by an opponent who was born in a casual cultivation and was not as old as himself, how can Cheng Muming accept it?

At first, Ling Tian wanted to take his life.

Even if Ling Tian wanted to stop now, Cheng Muming would not be able to agree.

Between the two, there is bound to be a winner and loser, and one person is bound to die here.

Either he became a fame, or Ling Tian, the one who survived was the real elite genius.

Since ancient times, 'there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts!'

But in the concept of becoming famous, the young generation in the far west, he is the first, and he has always felt that Lao Tzu is the first in the world.

Now, even though he is a demon cholera, it cannot change his determination, and whoever tries to get his position involved is an enemy who lives and dies.

After drinking hard, Cheng Muming's crazy face suddenly calmed down, and a sword intent that made people's hearts palpitate and uneasy spread.

Mo Zi's pretty face changed, and he floated back without hesitation, and then withdrew a distance of dozens of zhang before stopping.

Ling Tian's expression also suddenly calmed down.

"I only have one move, if you can catch it, you will win, and if you can't catch it, you will die!" Cheng Mu roared.

The aura of the body suddenly turned into a sharp blade, and Qi Qi flew out from the major points in the body, and the sword curtain blessed outside also collapsed abruptly.

He gave up his defenses and turned all his aura into an attack.

In an instant, Cheng Muming's side was wrapped in a hundred sword qi, each of these sword qi was transformed by qi rhyme, containing huge damage and destructive power that should not be underestimated.

But this is not over, as the long sword shook again, another hundred sword qi gushed out, and then, another hundred sword qi covering the sky and the earth, lingering around Cheng Muming, this whole world seemed to have become a world of swords.

Ling Tian took a deep breath, didn't dare to hide his secrets, stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Sword of Nothingness appeared in his hand as if it had been born out of thin air.

The Buddha rhyme in the meridians retreated into the dantian and was stored, and the energy in the Pure Lotus Demon Sky gushed out fiercely and majestically.

The black aura was swirling, and all kinds of palpitating and unsettling auras erupted from Ling Tian's body. The energy in the Pure Lotus Demon Void is an evil energy that is completely different from the Buddha Yun.

This kind of energy, which was full of the aura of killing and destruction, was the essence that Ling Tian had been extracting from the 'Flame Sun Demon Bead' and compressing it.

Using the sword of nothingness that is in line with one's own mind 'Nian' to take advantage of the situation, it is quite similar.

Ling Tian's original intention was just to maximize the power of this sharp blade in his hand, but he didn't want to use the energy in the Pure Lotus Demon Sky with his 'Nian' in his hand, this spirit-level magic weapon seemed to be alive, frantically devouring the energy from the Pure Lotus Demon Sky.

In an instant, the 'Nian' burst out with a black light, this light seemed to be a black hole, and when it burst out, it swallowed up all the light, and the whole world lost its color in this instant.

In the distance, Mo Zi actually felt that his eyes were dark.

The light of Cheng Muming's sword qi also dimmed suddenly.

Zheng Zheng!

A sword sound came from the 'Nian', and the sound and energy ripples that came out affected the countless sword qi that Cheng admired, making these countless sword qi resonate at the same time.

Dao Dao's sword qi trembled, as if he wanted to get out of Cheng Muming's control ****.

Cheng Muming's complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly stabilized his mind and controlled his sword qi to prevent them from being affected by 'thoughts'. (To be continued.) )