Chapter 337: The Sword Moves the Nine Heavens. Thunder's sword intent

Hear the words of the two brothers. Plus the signature attire accessories of the man on stage. Many locals from Yanyun Prefecture in the audience began to boil.

"Ling Jialuo. It's Ling Jialuo, who has become famous in the past two years."

"It's not that he has such a big breath. You can make the brothers so down."

"But isn't he afraid of ruining his reputation? The two brothers joining forces is not so easy to deal with. Even the first few people in front of him didn't dare to say that they would win."

Ghost Qinghan's cynical face moved slightly. If the two brothers just now could still stir him up to challenge his faith. This Ling Jialuo gave him a feeling of powerlessness. It's not that he's timid. It's that the gap is too big.

"This guy is so powerful. I'm afraid that Grandpa's new disciples may not be so powerful." Ghost Qinghan clenched the giant ruler in his hand. It seems that this way can give her a little faith.

"It's very strong. It's a bit outrageous to be powerful." Jian Chen is the first time to give such an evaluation to a young person in an era. Although Ling Jialuo is a little older than himself. But the powerful power hidden in that polite body is a little unimaginable, even Jian Chen.

"I'll give you three chances. I don't backhand. If you get a bargain, it's your fate, if not. Then hate yourself for not being able to do enough." Ling Jialuo said lightly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. But this kind of tone doesn't give people a domineering feeling at all. On the contrary, it makes people feel that they should be taken for granted.

No, no, the two brothers looked at each other. At the same time said: "You are very strong. But that doesn't mean you're strong enough to be arrogant."

Bang.

The two of them finished speaking, and the two completely different knives in their hands were both attacked. As soon as he made a move, it was a Xuan-level martial art, which attracted the vitality of heaven and earth to roll. A violent momentum swept the audience in an instant. The strength of the two of them has actually been raised to a new level compared to just now. Apparently the killer feature has also been used.

A long knife. A scimitar. One up and one down is the same pressure towards Ling Jialuo. However, Ling Jialuo didn't mean to move at all.

"It's a little bit of a doorway."

Facing the sudden increase in the strength of the two, Ling Jialuo raised his eyebrows. Nodding. It seems that this is just satisfied. The whole person didn't move. Stand there quietly. with the white robe on his body. There is a sense of carefree artistic conception.

"What a familiar feeling."

looked at Ling Jialuo, who was still on the stage. Jian Chen's expression changed. Seems to be thinking about something. Suddenly two words popped into his mind... Thunder Tribulation. Right. The feeling that Ling Jialuo gave him at this moment was exactly similar to the Thunder Tribulation.

Two swords slashed in front of him. Everyone's eyes widened. Want to see how this famous genius copes.

But Ling Jialuo didn't make any moves. However, the white robe on his body began to be windless and automatic. A momentum like the fury of heaven and earth completely overshadowed the still rudimentary sword intent of the two. It was like a sharp sword taking two people.

The movements of the two can be stopped for a moment. The coercion was so great that he couldn't move. It's like an ant meets an elephant. Impotence.

"Get out."

A roar. It exploded like thunder in the venue. Let everyone be terrified. No, the four brothers hurriedly received to protect themselves. It's a pity that the shout seems to be a thousand huge stones that directly crush the two of them. The bodies of the two flew upside down. Flushed complexion. And then the corners of the mouth continued to be bloody.

"It's too powerful. Not at all on a level. Are you sure this Ling Jialuo is not the first among the younger generation. How terrible that number one must be."

"This. I do not know. The last time I saw him as a Bloodslaughterer, he wasn't so powerful. Hasn't he been in such a situation in the past six months?"

Everyone was completely shocked by Ling Jialuo's strength. I thought it would be a little troublesome in the first battle, but I just relied on a momentum to compare the two of them in an embarrassing way. Even the ghost light cold and sword dust were also scared. This strength is a bit off the charts. This requires three tricks. It's over so breezily. If it's really hands-on. I'm afraid one move will be enough to take the lives of these two people. This strength is somewhat shocking.

Ling Jialuo stood there. Quietly looking at the two of them. I didn't expect that the gap between myself and Ling Jialuo was so big. You must know that it was rumored that Ling Jialuo's strength was only that of a great martial artist. But now it seems that I have already entered the martial arts.

"There's another trick I'm afraid you won't be able to do. Then pick me up. Life and death depend on fate." Ling Jialuo looked at the two of them.

The hearts of the two brothers rose to their throats. With his momentum alone, Ling Jialuo had already injured them like this. If you take the initiative, I'm afraid you will ......

Ling Jialuo didn't care about the prayer in their eyes. When they represent Liuyun Academy, they should have this awareness. No one was seriously injured or killed in the challenge.

Two together. A powerful wave came from between the fingers. The two fingers suddenly became brilliant. A sword light roared out from his fingertips. There was the sound of thunder in the air.

"Sword finger."

This move is very familiar. Exactly what he will also be pointing at the sword. However, the power of the sword finger in Ling Jialuo's hand was magnified a lot. There is no way that the difference in the strength realm of the two is there.

The finger of the sword shone with a silvery white light. Under the gaze of everyone, it shot towards Bushan. Step Mountain Horror. I just wanted to dodge but found that I was actually imprisoned by Ling Jialuo's momentum. Can't move.

Seeing that death was about to befall him, he was now extremely remorseful in his heart. Why did you take on this challenge in order to be in the limelight? Otherwise it wouldn't be like it is now.

Burst.

Bushan opened his mouth and spurted a large amount of blood. The breath on his body immediately withered. The whole person collapsed to the ground at once. But there was still a snort on his body.

"Get out of here in three breaths. Otherwise, it's that simple." Just when Bu Shi squatted down to check his brother's condition and found that he was not dead, at most he was seriously injured, Ling Jialuo's voice sounded in his ears.

The sound is like a life-hunting song from hell. But this time he did spare their lives. Hearing this, the step history can no longer care about the other moments, and now hug the step mountain down. There was already a cold sweat on his body.

"Lu Minghe. Aren't you going to make a move?" After going down, Ling Jialuo's face was straight. Instead, he stared at a young man below with a somewhat solemn expression.

"You're going to challenge me. Today, my Liuyun Academy is defeated and defeated. I'm not going to bully the small. But if you're looking for trouble, then I'm no wonder." The young man below was stunned. It seemed a little hard to believe that Ling Jialuo would challenge himself.

"This is the young man who is. So arrogant."

"He has the capital of hubris. The older generation of college powerhouses Lu Minghe. I'm afraid I'm already a powerhouse in the Martial Spirit Realm now."

The long sword on his waist arrived in Ling Jialuo's hand at some point. The long sword pointed diagonally at the young man named Lu Minghe. The battle intent on the body is constantly churning this. It feels like the god of war is coming to the world. Ling Jialuo said it all with his movements.

Lu Minghe stared at Jian Chen. Said lightly: "In the past four years, there have been seventeen great martial artists who have challenged me. Nine martial spirits. However, only one martial spirit retreated."

Lu Minghe bit the four words of retreating with his whole body extremely hard. There seems to be another meaning hidden in those words.

"Since you don't give up. Then I can't blame me."

Between words. Lu Minghe took out his weapon. Two claws. The claws weren't the kind to die. It's verse by verse. Extremely flexible. The tips of the claws glowed with a dark red cold glow, and the hearts of people tightened.

Everyone on the field looked at this sharp claw, and their hearts tightened. It felt like the claws were going to cut through his chest at any moment. They finally understood what Lu Minghe meant by retreating from the whole body just now. Under this claw, I'm afraid that just one injury is enough to hurt the bones.

Gaze at Jian Chen. Didn't care too much. Although the strength that Ling Jialuo showed just now was strong. But there is still a big gap compared to their older generation. Lu Minghe said lightly: "Let you strike first. But the ugly words are ahead. I've never known mercy from my soulclaws."

Ling Jialuo's eyes were slightly small. Take a deep breath. Then he said, "Today, I will use you as a stepping stone for me to ascend to the realm of martial spirits."

The words are not shocking and endless. Ling Jialuo's words just came out. Before everyone could react, the sword broke through the void. A breath of breath on his body instantly enveloped the entire venue. This momentum is a little different from the one just now. More powerful. Rampage. Good things thunder like rage.

"It turned out to be sword intent. No wonder you have so much confidence." Lu Minghe felt this momentum slightly. Raised eyebrows. The look on his face is a little more serious." But it would be naïve for you to defeat me with this sword intent."

"Less nonsense. Take me a sword first. Thunderbolt."

Far away. Ling Jialuo's long sword was swung out. A silver-white sword light tore through the sky. The momentum of this row of mountains and seas blasted towards the Lu Ming River.

"Good. Today, I'm going to teach you not to be too sharp."

Lu Minghe kicked the ground violently. The whole person is like a bullet out of the chamber. Shoot out. The dark red claws in his hand slashed towards the sword.

Snort.

In a flash. There was a tearing sound. It's like the sound of a brocade being torn. The claws are making such a sound at this moment. The sword that rushed to the sky was suddenly dissolved by Lu Minghe.

The two of them were just a temptation. That momentum had already terrified the young people in the audience. A shockwave burst out excitedly. He rushed straight to those who were closer. Everyone just realized at this moment that just the wave of qi was not something that ordinary people could bear.

"Not bad. This thunder vitality really has some doorways. No wonder you've made a name for yourself in these two years. But that's the end of it."

Everyone's ears just remembered Lu Minghe's voice. Lu Minghe's figure had already moved. This time he actually took the initiative. A few catapults actually came in front of Ling Jialuo. The claws in your hands dance quickly. I saw the afterimages left in the void. Each claw is mixed with a fierce momentum. The flood of good things bursting the levees is as fierce as that. What's even more terrifying. But those powers are frozen in the void and do not come out.

At last. Lu Minghe finally stopped. The sky was suddenly filled with a bang.

On top of a high platform. Ling Jialuo's side was like an explosion. Bursts of violent shockwaves exploded. The whole space is going to be compacted. And Ling Jialuo's figure happened to be in the center of this explosion point. The solidified void seemed to be about to burst him.

Nearly 1,000 people witnessed this wonderful scene in the same place. Like the blooming dazzle. It's beautiful. But no one has time to appreciate this. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the man in the center. The heart hangs high. They are all expecting this man to be able to work miracles.

The corners of Ling Jialuo's mouth in the center have overflowed with blood. The white robe on his body has long been shattered. The whole person is very embarrassed. Seeing this, Lu Minghe shook his head. Turn around. Obviously, he was not interested in Ling Jialuo. After all, he didn't dare to really abolish Ling Jialuo. Otherwise, the anger of Canglan Academy is not something he can bear.

At the moment when Lu Minghe turned around. That Ling Jialuo's weak breath actually came out again. It becomes more solid. Silver snakes swam around him. Hit his body from time to time. Like the god of thunder. Controlling these thunderbolts.

Lu Minghe's body that had just turned around turned back suddenly. looked at Ling Jialuo in horror. The claws in his hands hurriedly tore forward. Two dark red claw shadows broke through the void and went straight to Ling Jialuo.

At this moment, Ling Jialuo also moved. A long sword in one hand. A handprint is knotted. A silvery-white sword appeared in his hand. The sword pierced the void. Ripple a little bit. It's weird.

I saw the sword above. Electric Dance Silver Snake. The sword is also painted with traces of electric snakes. Ling Jialuo held the long sword in his hand, and the momentum on his body continued to rise. Opposite to the Lu Ming River. The sword slashed down.

"Today I will use you to fulfill my martial spirit. Thunder in the sky."

In an instant, a momentum of destruction was heard. Everyone seems so small under this momentum.

Jian Chen, who had been keeping an eye on the battle situation, closed his eyes at this moment. A violent breath emanated silently from his body. It is somewhat similar to that of Ling Jialuo. But there are significant differences.

I'm sorry for any trouble you've caused.