Since Luo Ting got the sword luck of the Southwest Xuan Realm, the sword comprehension has improved by leaps and bounds, and the purple electricity has become more and more pure in his hands, Luo Ting self-estimation If it is only based on the sword realm, his realm should be around the sword cultivation of the Eight Realms, and the sword realm is improving very fast, one realm a day.

More than a month has passed since he came to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and met the woodcutter, the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, and in this month, he finally embarked on the path of the sword, and he can be regarded as a veritable sword immortal.

Luo Ting glanced at the purple electricity in his hand, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "You may not be able to make a move, let's start with the unknown senior." ”

Only then did he think of Nameless, Nameless appeared in front of him, carrying the world's first bronze sword Su Wen.

"Are you ready?" said Nameless.

"It's been ready for a long time, and Zidian is already eager to try. Luo Ting smiled back.

"In that case, let me see your side as a sword cultivator. ”

"I can't ask for it. ”

The nameless monster laughed: "Don't let me stop you from me, there are twenty-nine peers behind me who are far stronger than me." ”

Luo Ting laughed and said: "You don't have to worry about this, and see how I defeated you, and you don't want to fall with a sword, your face will be very ugly at that time." ”

"But it doesn't hurt. ”

......

Luo Ting closed his eyes and raised his sword, the purple electricity in his hand merged with himself, as if the purple electricity was an extension of himself, although Luo Ting did not open his eyes, but at this moment he saw it very clearly, and the heaven and earth were under his control.

Nameless also raised his sword at this time, and the horizontal sword pointed directly at Luo Ting, and high-end swordsmen often only need the most simple way of comparing swords.

The nameless sword intent is extremely heavy, coming from ancient times, and it is the most primitive first batch of sword cultivation representing the primeval continent.

Luo Ting's sword intent was like a firefly in front of Nameless, but he represented the new school of sword cultivation after ten thousand years in the Xuan Realm, and this battle decided whether the new and old sword cultivators would win or lose.

Judging from the strength on paper alone, Luo Ting's strength is eleven realms, the seventh in the Xuan realm, and the nameless is only the supreme of the nine realms, the gap between them is like a chasm, it seems that Luo Ting should have won.

But Luo Ting respects Nameless very much, from the beginning of the first fight, starting from a simple sword competition, Luo Ting forcibly exercised the equal status of the two realms, and once again the sword competition, Nameless Luo Ting will also make the game equal.

Nameless has already accumulated a good sword intent, Luo Ting waited for Nameless's sword early, but Nameless did not mean to make a sword, but waited for Luo Ting to take out a sword.

Luo Ting saw the ancient sword intent flowing above Su Wen, and he really admired it in his heart, and the weight of the sword intent was the first person Luo Ting had ever seen.

Luo Ting didn't procrastinate, he had stayed in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain long enough, and he should have defeated thirty people in one go, borrowed the Eastern Emperor Bell, and obtained the approval of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, and then went to find the Pangu Open Heaven Axe.

"Sword goes to Tiandu!"

Luo Ting shouted, and the purple lightning took off his hand, and Luo Ting's supreme power and sharp sword qi were condensed on the sword.

This sword, Luo Ting learned from two people, one is named Jiang Feng, and the other is the sect master of the Haoran Sword Sect, the sword qi of the two strongest great sword immortals in the Xuan Realm.

"Sword to Tiandu" is the dream of the Vast Sword Sect Master, and it is also Luo Ting's dream, but the difference between him and the former is that the Vast Sword Sect Sect Master wants to defeat the Heavenly Capital and become the first sword in the Xuan Realm, while Luo Ting only wants to challenge Jiang Feng, that's all.

Nameless felt Luo Ting's sword, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, dropped Su Wen in his hand, and gently dodged the sword sideways.

"Senpai?"

When a swordsman fights, one side abandons the sword is equivalent to admitting defeat, and the nameless move is no different from admitting defeat.

Luo Ting was surprised and asked, "Senior, why are you doing this?"

Nameless smiled and said, "I can't beat it, so why bother taking this sword." ”

"However, I still want to see how well my sword works. Luo Ting smiled bitterly.

Nameless turned around, pointed to the twenty-nine people watching the battle in the rear, and smiled: "Aren't there still them?"

"Huh?" Luo Ting didn't understand what he meant, and saw that the purple lightning of the divine sword carried sword qi and turned into a purple dragon and rushed into the crowd.

Each of the twenty-nine people represents the ultimate of a great avenue, because deep in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, they cannot access the laws of the Xuan Realm, and their lifelong strength can only stay at this level, if they can leave the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, there will be thirty more powerful and powerful people in the Xuan Realm in an instant.

However, this assumption is not realistic, because these thirty people are not real people, but doppelgangers of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, just like the woodcutter.

The reason why Luo Ting was able to see through the woodcutter's disguise was because he traveled all over the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and did not find the woodcutter's residence, and he also stared at the woodcutter for a long time, and finally determined that the woodcutter was not an ordinary person, but one of the extraordinarily incarnations of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God.

The woodcutter still lives there chopping wood day after day, year after year, but he doesn't know that he is just a doppelganger, and he doesn't know whether he is pitiful or pathetic.

The longer Luo Ting came into contact with the heart of the candle dragon, the deeper his understanding of the five great creation gods, for example, the Eastern Emperor Haotian God was called the Emperor of Heaven, established the Heavenly Court in the primordial continent, controlled the primordial continent, formulated laws, and could be called the ancestor of magic powers.

Not only the woodcutter, but also Nameless, there were also fifty-nine other three-star cave disciples, two doormen, all of whom were doppelgangers of the Heavenly Emperor.

Luo Ting raised his eyes and saw a little rush into the crowd, the endless storm raged through the crowd, and saw dozens of people disperse in an instant, all trying their best to resist.

Ten Great Powers watched coldly, and nineteen Supremes tried their best to resist the ravages of Purple Lightning.

Purple lightning is a divine sword, and the biggest difference between it and a spiritual weapon is that it has spiritual intelligence, purple electric is the same as the spiritual intelligence of ordinary human children, when Luo Ting's sword qi dissipates, it is the time for him to exert his might.

I saw that the sword qi surrounding the purple dragon dissipated, and the purple dragon no longer had any shackles, and with a roar, I saw the dragon break the encirclement of nineteen people and rush to the sky.

The cloudless sky has once again accumulated dark clouds, and since Luo Ting came to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the weather here is no longer so clear.

The purple dragon hung high in the clouds, and the huge dragon head overlooked the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, with only majesty and no emotion in his eyes, like a ruthless killing sword.

The twenty-nine people's eyes were solemn, the power of the divine sword purple lightning was far beyond their imagination, and there were not many artifacts in their time.

Luo Ting chuckled, tapped the ground, and the whole person was like an autumn wind blowing through the fallen leaves, gently stepping on the huge dragon head, looking down on the people below him: "The nameless predecessor has been defeated, it's time for you to make a move, who will come first?"

The remaining twenty-nine people looked at each other, with the current posture of Luo Ting's eleventh realm, unless the ten realms were powerful, it would be impossible for any Nine Realm Supreme to suppress him like the previous nameless, Luo Ting was also a person who had reached the extreme of an innate avenue.

"Who made the move?" Luo Ting asked again, until a moment later, a big black-faced man with a big knife on his back and a rough figure said angrily: "Stinky boy, learn your grandfather my big knife!"

Luo Ting's eyes were contemptuous, and he said disdainfully: "This senior, you should tell me your name before you start!"

"Yanren, Zhang Fankui!"

Luo Ting stretched out the little thumb of his right hand, plucked out his ear, and said nonchalantly: "I can't remember the name of the loser, tell me when you win." ”

"What? Do you dare to be angry with grandpa?!" Zhang Fankui was furious, making his already dark skin even darker, and his hair suddenly flourished, turning his own into a hairy man.

Zhang Fankui pulled out the big knife, and there was a cold glow on the big knife, and with a wave of his big hand, there was endless knife energy.

Luo Ting shook his head absently, for him, this kind of sword qi was not worth mentioning.

"You really think I'm the Nine Realms Supreme?!" Luo Ting laughed, and the Thunder God Law Body appeared.

This time, the Thunder God Law Body was opened to the limit, and his thousand-zhang body held Zhang Fankui's big knife with just a slight click, making him unable to move.

"Alas, I'll go, you kid has a lot of strength!" Zhang Fankui's muscles arched like a hill, but he still couldn't shake the big hand of Luo Ting's Thunder God Law Body.

Luo Ting didn't delay any longer, picked it up with the knife and the people, and then threw it at will, throwing it far aside.

"Next!" Luo Ting's contemptuous voice rang out again, and at the same time a man with a spear leaped out.

"My name, Long Baichuan!" The spear in that man's hand was really powerful, and the three-foot wind blade could directly fight against Luo Ting's Thunder God Law Body.

Luo Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, at this moment, he could see a little, all the supreme powerhouses practiced the acquired avenue, but the last ten powerful cultivators were the innate avenue.

"Space!time!thunder!wind!fire!water!mountain!gold!galaxy!death!" Luo Ting couldn't help but be a little cautious, these innate avenues were the most fundamental avenues among the countless avenues, and each big sword was infinitely powerful.

"Fortunately, there is no Heavenly Dao, if someone cultivates the Heavenly Dao, it is really a bit tricky. While Luo Ting was thinking, that Long Baichuan actually pierced the Thunder God Law Body with a spear, and the spear was just half a foot away from touching Luo Ting's forehead.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Ting slapped Long Baichuan to the ground, and then stepped into the earth with his big feet, and shouted at all the remaining Supremes: "You guys are such garbage, come together!" Since the rest of the people are not beneficial to him, there is no need to keep a good face.

"Vertical! ”

"Give him a look at ......"

“......”

For a time, the seventeen Nine Realm Peak Supremes were all the pinnacles of the Acquired Dao.

Luo Ting smiled slightly: "That's it?"

Immediately, the purple dragon rushed down, and the Nine Heavens Thunder fell from the clouds, and for a while, the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was flooded by thunderstorms.

......

The woodcutter chops wood every day, and today he is a little unhappy, how can all the trees in good shape turn into pitch black char? He can't sell this kind of firewood at a price.

So the woodcutter looked up to the sky and scolded angrily: "Thief God! It's okay for you to split people, what are you doing by splitting trees?!"