Ling Tian felt all this in amazement, and immediately, a cloud of joy burst out of his eyes, and he continued to pour energy into his 'thoughts'.

At this moment, he had an insight into the mystery contained in this Heavenly Rank Secret Protection, and there was a kind of connection between the human and the sword, which was extremely close.

'Thought' seems to have become a part of the body, as if blood and milk are blended and not separated.

Both sides of the battle are desperately accumulating the final blow, dozens of feet apart, suddenly staring at each other mercilessly.

There are more than a thousand sword qi surrounding Cheng Muming's body.

As the last few sword qi burst out from his body, Cheng Muming's face suddenly lost its blood, became extremely pale, and kept panting, as if at this moment, he had become an ordinary person who was powerless.

"This is my Cheng Tianzong's peerless martial art, ten thousand swords are one!" Cheng Muming shouted coldly, with a touch of regret on his face: "It's a pity that with my strength, I can only transform more than two thousand sword qi, which is all my qi charm!"

Ling Tian held the resounding 'Nian' and said with a smile: "I don't know what the name of this move is, but the power is definitely not small, you be careful!"

Mo Zi stared at him in amazement, and couldn't help but pout.

These two people obviously wanted to kill each other as soon as possible, crush each other's bones and ashes, and break the corpses into thousands of pieces.

Stinky men, all strange animals.

As a woman, and a scheming woman, how would Mo Zi know that men are sometimes more arrogant than women, and at certain times, even if they die, they will not abandon their pride.

Cheng admired's arrogance made him confident that this blow could solve Ling Tian, so he wasn't worried about what impact it would have on the battle situation.

Ling Tian's arrogance made him unwilling to take advantage of his admiration, so he responded to the reminder.

It's a battle between men!

Women never understood.

In those more than 2,000 sword qi packages, Cheng Muming suddenly moved.

At this moment, his expression became very peculiar.

It was extremely dignified, and there was a kind of piety in it, as if what he was about to perform was not a sword move, but the bloom of life.

The long sword was tactful, dancing like wings, a streamer shining on the tip of the sword, the sword qi covering the sky and the earth rang at the same time, the buzzing sound was endless, and the sharp sword intent rushed straight into the sky.

More than two thousand sword qi suddenly disappeared by half, leaving only more than a thousand, and then, half of them disappeared, leaving more than five hundred.

Three hundred sword qi!

Two hundred!

One hundred!

Ninety ways!

A faint sigh came from Cheng Muming's mouth, full of a kind of vicissitudes of regret and powerlessness.

After sighing, Cheng Muming's face suddenly turned hideous and became high-spirited.

As soon as the long sword moved, more than ninety sword qi overwhelmingly attacked Ling Tian.

All swords are one!

Cheng Tian Zongjiu's non-transmission of the Ninth Sect has always been qualified to learn only if he has made enough contributions to the sect, and among the young people of Cheng Muming's generation, he is the only one who has learned, which shows the high hopes placed on him by the elders of his sect.

If this sword technique is practiced to the realm of Dacheng, ten thousand swords will be one.

That is the sword that opened the world and changed the color of mountains and rivers, but Cheng Muming's strength is not enough now.

After exhausting all his qi rhyme, he only condensed more than two thousand sword qi, and in the end, he only converged into ninety sword rays.

Even so, such a move is powerful.

Demon Zi's beautiful eyes were trembling, even if she was nearly two hundred zhang away, she could clearly feel the fierce sword intent attacking, and the surrounding air seemed to have turned into a sharp blade, cutting her skin, and bursts of mosquito bites like pain spread throughout her body.

The sword was beyond what she could bear and understand.

If Cheng Muming had used this sword against her just now, she would have already been crushed.

Looking at Ling Tian in horror, she didn't know if she could take it with Ling Tian's strength.

Over there, Ling Tian's figure was completely wrapped in black qi, and he couldn't see his true face clearly.

In the darkness, only two scarlet eyes radiated a seeping light, and those eyes were full of madness and calmness.

The combination of contradictions is extremely strange.

Facing the more than ninety sword qi that attacked, Ling Tian didn't dodge.

Gripping the 'Nian' in his hand, he slashed forward with all his might, and the demonic qi that had just been devoured by the 'Nian' burst out.

A palpitating fluctuation burst out, centered on Ling Tian's position, and the earth seemed to be lifted, and a burst of sand and rocks flew away.

What 'Nian' refers to is that there is no sword energy, no sword light, nothing.

The weirdness of this sword was also beyond Demon Zi's imagination.

After slashing this sword, Ling Tian straightened up, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to resist the dark long sword on his shoulder.

There was a smile full of confidence.

Cheng Muming's pupils contracted rapidly, and although he didn't see any attack, there was a strong throbbing in his heart, as if it was the call of death.

In the blink of an eye, more than ninety sword qi flew in front of Ling Tian, but in the air, a black pit about the size of a bowl suddenly flashed.

The scene looks so strange that someone has accidentally spilled a drop of ink on a picture scroll.

As soon as the black pit appeared, it suddenly spread around, it seemed to have the power to devour everything, the black light passed everywhere, and the demon purple eyes darkened, and nothing could be seen.

In the darkness, there was a popping sound, as if someone had been hit by the sword qi.

Mo Zi's heart trembled, because she could tell that the location where this voice came from was where Ling Tian was standing, and before she could let out an exclamation, Cheng Muming's side actually snorted.

Heaven and earth were once again at peace.

After a while, Mo Zi noticed that a light was coming, and everything in front of him gradually appeared.

As far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are clear, the red sun is slanting, and the sunset in the sky is red, dyeing the earth into a blood-like color.

There was a violent heartbeat in his chest, and Mo Zi looked nervously at Ling Tian, only to see that he was still standing in place, the clothes on his upper body had all been shattered, revealing a sturdy and slender figure.

It wasn't strong, but at a glance, it was clear that there was a little more red on the body full of explosive power, both front and back, and with a breath, blood gushed out from there.

This is a wound that has been pierced by sword qi.

He was defeated? Demon Zi couldn't help but cover his mouth, and his beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

Such a powerful guy against the sky was defeated?

Looking at Cheng Muming again, he also stood in his original position, as if he had never moved, his body was straight, like a javelin, and his eyes were full of unruly and uninhibited looks.

His sword was now clubbed in front of him, and the breeze blew through his robes.

A drop of blush spread across his chest, gradually expanding.

The corners of his mouth twitched, it was very difficult, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and his expression gradually stiffened on his face.

The unruliness and rebelliousness in his eyes gradually faded, and he became hollow.

In the end, there was no life.

Mo Zi exclaimed, his expression was extremely complicated, it turned out to be the end of the same end?

"Ahem!" Suddenly, a light cough came from Ling Tian's side, and Demon Zi was full of excitement.

Turning his head to look over there, he saw Ling Tian pestle 'Nian', his figure staggering and shaking.

"Little beauty!" Ling Tian turned his head to look at her with difficulty, with a wry smile on his lips, "Can you come and help me?"

This stinky guy really didn't die, the demon purple shell bit lightly, and his eyes flowed. After hesitating for a moment, he greeted him with his waist.

With a distance of more than 100 zhang, Mo Zi walked for more than 20 breaths.

Looking at Ling Tian with a complicated expression, Demon Zi's heart fluctuated. If you kill him here now, you won't have to worry about the imprint on your mind in the future.

But when I thought that in that different place, this guy in front of him stood up for himself, and helped him resolve the trap of his two sisters, and saved his life under the siege of demon beasts, and Mo Zi was a little unable to do it.

Moreover, if it weren't for him this time, he would definitely not be able to escape the clutches of admiration.

He'd already saved himself twice.

"Give me the Sumeru Ring in his hand!" Ling Tian gasped.

Mo Zi's thoughts were interrupted, and when he looked down, he saw a small ring on Cheng Mu's ring finger, bent down and stepped back, and handed it to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian chuckled, threw the contents of the Sumeru Ring into his own Sumeru Ring, and then unceremoniously pulled the Demon Purple over.

Putting one arm on her fragrant shoulder, more than half of the weight of the whole person pressed on her.

"Help me go to Cheng Muming's side!" Ling Tian gestured.

Mo Zi glanced at him, but still obediently carried him towards Cheng Muming.

Coming to Cheng Muming, Ling Tian reached into his arms and groped, finally letting him find a small bottle with a small half bottle of liquid in it.

"Haha!" Ling Tian was happy.

His guess was indeed not wrong, Cheng Muming also had dark fluid on his body, and it was a lot more than Cheng Minhao's.

"What is this?" Demon Purple looked at it with blank eyes, although he knew that this must be a good thing, but he couldn't pull down his face and ask for it.

"I'll tell you later!" Ling Tian grinned: "Find a place, I'll heal first!"

In the barren mountains, in a pithole, Ling Tian was naked, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

In the battle with Cheng Muming, the injury was not serious, and the physical trauma was not injured by Cheng Muming's sword qi, but sword intent.

The sword intent of ten thousand swords that Cheng Muming cast was unified penetrated into Ling Tian's body.

At this moment, he was holding 'Nian' in both hands, and he was feeling this sword intent.

Ever since he had obtained the Sword of Nothingness, a spirit-level magic weapon, which was in line with his own mind, Ling Tian had not found a suitable mental martial art to cultivate.

It's a bit of a waste to use it as a weapon for your own sneak attack.

This use made Ling Tian discover that 'Nian' was not just a heaven-level killing secret treasure, it also had a very special effect.

That is, the sword skill of devouring others is used for one's own use, and 'Nian' can only take away other people's sword skills.

Fighting with Cheng Muming's final blow, 'Nian' used a large amount of demonic rhyme and evil energy in Ling Tianjin's body to form a black hole, which devoured the lethality of Cheng Muming's sword technique, leaving only the sword intent to attack.

Therefore, Ling Tiancai did not dodge or dodge, and only endured it with his physical body.

But even the sword intent pierced through Ling Tian's body, making him look quite injured.

Sword intent is the spirit of a sword technique, just like a person's divine sense.

A sword move without sword intent is just a form, and it will never be able to exert much power.

Ling Tian was now feeling the sword intent of this move, and he was peeking into the mystery of the return of ten thousand swords to one.

Once successful, he has a sword skill that he can use.

Moreover, the grade of this sword skill is not low.

Cheng Tianzong's unsurpassed learning was quite advanced, at least the most advanced sword skills he had ever seen.

The effect of 'Nian' is very peculiar, and I don't know why so many weapons were destroyed in the first place, so it was born.

However, snatching people's sword skills is also a dangerous job, if you are not careful, I am afraid that if you can't capture it, you will be hit hard.

Ling Tian was not in a hurry or impatient, slowly gaining insight, and his mind was constantly replaying the movements and fluctuations of the aura of Cheng Muming's casting of the Ten Thousand Swords, and there were also bursts of wonderful confluence on the 'Nian', which resonated with it.

Mo Zi stood at the entrance of the cave, bored, looking at Ling Tian with a complicated expression.

She pursed her lips while playing with her hair, thinking about whether to sneak up on Ling Tian and kill this hateful stinky guy, but after thinking about it, she couldn't make up her mind, and her heart was entangled.

After a long time, Mo Zi sighed faintly, turned around and left.

Ling Tian slowly opened his eyes, staring in the direction she had disappeared, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, that little girl had the intention of killing you just now, but she didn't know what she was hesitating about, so she finally gave up!" The old ghost reminded him, he had been vigilant about Mo Zi's movements, and naturally saw Mo Zi's demeanor just now.

"I know she made a wise choice. Ling Tian nodded slightly, and continued to close his eyes and comprehend.

Half a day later, Demon Purple went and returned, bringing back a lot of dead wood and a game meat, lighting a bonfire and roasting its prey.

Demon Zi sat by the campfire, warming himself while waiting for Ling Tian to wake up.

Three days later, just as Demon Purple was cursing Ling Tian through gritted teeth, a vague sword intent suddenly came from not far away, and Demon Zi's pretty face immediately changed color, and he stood up vigilantly and looked in the direction where the sword intent came from.

Immediately, his expression became stunned.

Because this sword intent actually came from the pit where Ling Tian was healing.

This sword intent made people feel very familiar, it was the sword intent that gushed out when Cheng Mu used that earth-shattering sword move a few days ago, but now it actually reappeared on Ling Tian's body.

The Demon Purple Fox looked at it suspiciously, and his eyebrows tightened.

Gradually, this sword intent became stronger and stronger, and the speed of improvement was quite fast, but in just one cup of tea, it had reached the point where the Demon Purple Flower was discolored.

It's as if the dead Cheng Muming has come back to life, and he wants to use that amazing sword again.

Rumble!

The pit where Ling Tian was hiding suddenly burst open, and the sky was full of dust, and a figure burst out from inside, bringing a dark light.

Demon Zi exclaimed, hurriedly retreated, and looked over there in surprise, just as he saw Ling Tian with his eyes closed.

Holding the swarthy 'thought' in his hand, he stood motionless in place.

The aura of his body is ups and downs, invincible, like a sharp sword.

Zheng Zheng!

There was a crisp sound from the dark long sword, and with this sound, Ling Tian's magic rhyme seemed to be intensified, and hundreds of sword qi appeared beside him in an instant.

Hundreds of sword qi again!

A moment later, the whole heaven and earth once again became a world of swords.

As I saw a few days ago.

Shocking people's eyes, Mo Zi covered his mouth, shocked.

Cheng Muming said that day that this trick was the non-transmission of Cheng Tianzong, how could Ling Tian also use it?

Moreover, the sword qi he turned out was much more than that of Cheng Muming, and Cheng Muming only transformed more than 2,000 sword qi when he spent a whole body of qi that day.

But what Ling Tian had turned into at this moment was more than 3,500 Dao.

More than 3,500 Dao is Ling Tian's limit.

At this moment, his expression became difficult, and the long sword shook, and these more than three thousand five hundred sword qi instantly fused, and in the blink of an eye.

There are only a hundred or so left.

As Jian Feng pointed to, these sword qi containing huge destructive power snorted in one direction.

Boom Boom!

The land over there was shattered and shattered in an instant.

Ling Tian closed his eyes and felt it, his face solemn.

The immortal learning of the Chengtian Sect is really powerful.

This move is not inferior to his own 'Burning Sun Demon Explosion' that exploded instantly.

But in the same way, the magic rhyme consumed is also quite a lot, so it's no wonder that Cheng Mu looked tired after performing this trick.

It's just that Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One also has many advantages over the 'Burning Sun Demon Explosion'.

Because this move is composed of two parts, one part is to use qi rhyme to turn into sword qi, which can also be used as an attack, and the other part is to fuse these sword qi and practice it to the fullest, which will converge into a sword that destroys the world.

Cheng Muming didn't practice to Dacheng, and neither did Ling Tian.

However, if he was able to learn this sword technique, Ling Tian was already very satisfied, at least when he used 'Nian' in the future, he would no longer be blindly chopping, and he would have a sword skill that could be used to make a move.

The magic rhyme that had only been born in the body had only been born in this perception and converged again, becoming as sharp as a sword, flowing rapidly in the meridians, with a whining sound, Ling Tian's expression was solemn and motionless. (To be continued.) )