Sword God: I confessed to the empress at the beginning

Chapter 37: The Holy Son needs your attention when doing things?

"You didn't understand me?"

"Out of 22 places."

"Assign as you please."

Ling Jianyang's words were cold, and he came out of the heart of Dao, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Perfection of the Vientiane Realm, which was only one step away from the mythology. Now he, even if he encounters the ordinary mythology realm, he has the confidence to kill.

Xuanqing Shangzong himself is the leader of the righteous way.

How could he make people disobey his will?
sizzle~
sizzle~
At this moment, there was a slight sound in the space, which immediately aroused the curiosity of everyone present, and looked in the direction of the sound.

Not sure who will be here at this time.

after all.

All the orthodox sects have arrived.

Soon, two figures appeared in everyone's sight, a handsome young man and a beautiful girl, but the girl's face was blocked by a veil, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

"The Son of the Devil!"

"Luo Tianchen."

Someone recognized one of the comers at first glance, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

for him.

Seeing the Son of the Devil is undoubtedly the same as seeing a devil.

"what?"

"A man of magic."

"Is he Luo Tianchen, the Son of the Devil?"

"So young?"

"The number one monster in Youzhou."

"It's really handsome."

"Why do people from the devil way come here?"

"..."

Hearing the identity of the visitor, everyone became vigilant, and involuntarily took a step back, as if they were facing an enemy.

Many of the proud women of heaven were shocked by Luo Tianchen's appearance.

It doesn't look like magic.

This is too handsome.

"It's so neat."

"you."

"Afraid of me?"

Luo Tianchen landed on the ground, glanced at the Tianjiao powerhouse present, and said with a smile.

Not very harmful.

Very insulting.

"What are you doing here?"

Ling Jianyang took a step forward.

What he was most dissatisfied with was Luo Tianchen, the holy son of the demonic way. In his opinion, Luo Tianchen was nothing more than that. He represented one of the pinnacles of the young generation, the leader of the righteous way, and could not be suppressed by mere holy sons of the demonic way.

In the middle of Vientiane Realm.

For him, it's nothing worth mentioning.

"This Holy Son does things."

"Need you to ask me?"

Luo Tianchen glanced at Ling Jianyang indifferently, and walked towards Ling Jianyang step by step. His whole person was calm and calm, and he didn't pay attention to Ling Jianyang at all.

even.

In his eyes, this Ling Jianyang is a prey.

Or.

He was regarded as a target.

He really wanted to see how far his strength had reached.

"Luo Tianchen."

"Are you provoking me?"

Ling Jianyang watched Luo Tianchen walking step by step, and suddenly felt tremendous pressure. What's more, Luo Tianchen was provoking him, humiliating him in front of countless arrogance and powerhouses.

Tolerable or unbearable.

All eyes are on it.

more.

Just gloating, because just now Xuanqing Shangzong was too strong.

Simultaneously.

They also want to see whether the No. [-] Tianjiao in Youzhou is in vain.

"Provoke you?"

"Do you really think you are a dish?"

"Don't say it's you."

"Even if you are the head of Xuanqing Shangzong, you will tremble when you see me."

There was a smile on the corner of Luo Tianchen's mouth.

The whole body exudes a domineering aura.

In the middle of Vientiane Realm.

but.

But there is a supreme power of destruction in him.

"Oh."

"Then I'll let you know today that the way of magic is one foot higher and one foot taller."

The Lingjianyang Kung Fu is in operation.

Immediately.

The space kept trembling, and the cultivation level of the peak of the Great Perfection in the Vientiane Realm was revealed. In his hand, the three-foot green peak drew a destructive sword light, and the sword light slashed towards Luo Tianchen.

"Hey, what a terrifying sword light, it contains sword intent."

"I actually cultivated sword intent."

"It's really not easy to get out of Daoxin's death place."

"He's gotten stronger again."

"Luo Tianchen is not his opponent."

"I didn't expect that besides Li Xingchen, the Xuanqing Shangzong would have such a terrifying young strongman. The number one sect of the righteous way really deserves its reputation."

"..."

Seeing Ling Jianyang make a move, it immediately shocked the other sect's Tianjiao experts.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

No wonder Ling Jianyang is so strong.

It turns out that the strength has reached such a level.

and.

This is just the surface, so what about the trump card and the trump card?

a time.

They all thought that Luo Tianchen was no match for Ling Jianyang.

"That's it?"

Luo Tianchen's footsteps did not stop.

He looked at the sword light with disdain, and said lightly.

If you talk about kendo.

Even the chief of the Divine Sword Tianzong is not his opponent, let alone a mere Ling Jianyang, raised his hand and punched the sword glow while speaking.

Crackling!

wow~
rumbling~
With one punch, the space was filled with the power of thunder, and the space was filled with dark clouds, trembling unceasingly.

Boom~
In an instant, the Thunder God Fist came first, hitting the sword glow with a fist, and there was a destructive explosion, and the unparalleled wind scatter in all directions, and the surrounding strongmen were involuntarily forced back tens of meters.

Kacha~
puff~
A crisp sound.

The sound of vomiting blood.

I see.

The long sword in Ling Jianyang's hand was shattered into pieces, his whole body felt as if he had been hit hard, his body was slammed into the air, countless trees were broken in his path, and finally he hit the cliff.

In the air, blood turned into blood mist.

"Heaven-level martial arts!"

"He has actually mastered a heavenly martial art."

"What a terrifying power of thunder."

"Is this the Son of the Devil?"

"Too strong."

"In front of him, Ling Jianyang is not even an ant."

"The Son of the Devil is indeed terrifying!"

"..."

Shock.

sluggish.

The Tianjiao experts of the nine orthodox sects were stunned by the scene in front of them. They did not expect Luo Tianchen to be so horrifying. In the middle of the Vientiane Realm, Ling Jianyang, who was at the peak of the Great Perfection of the Vientiane Realm, was maimed with a single punch.

This is a spike.

(End of this chapter)