Sword Venerable Ling Tian

But Ling Tian's regret cloud stick has already lost all spiritual power, and he can't stimulate Formation at all. How can you resist this stick?

The Martial Artist who used this stick, the cultivation base is definitely in the late stage of Netherworld. With such heavy blessing, it is almost the strongest blow that Martial Artist can perform.

At the crucial moment, Ling Tian's Jin Yan in his hands soared, and he was about to use pure Yang Zhi.

This is Ling Tian's only one powerful martial skill without any weapons.

"clang!"

But in a flash, a dark gloomy light flew obliquely, just blocking Ling Tian's head, and violently colliding with the stick.

There was another loud noise, stronger than the last time, and the trees in the surrounding several li all rushed through.

The shock wave swept the Ling Tian below 100 meters away.

"Cough cough!"

Ling Tian got up from the ground, the vitality in the body rolled, and the impact was not small.

However, he didn't care about this, and suddenly raised his head, but he saw two figures standing opposite each other in the distance.

Both of them are wearing large night clothes, unable to distinguish between men and women, but one of them is carrying a big black stick, and the other is resisting a huge sickle. giving tit for tat.

And these two people, Ling Tian didn't know them.

But the strength of the two should be almost on par.

After that strong blow just now, neither of them was affected much.

Just such an indifferent color made Ling Tian feel awe-inspiring in his heart.

In fact, Yun Yang is the most surprised.

Originally at the first club, he should strike certain kill, but he underestimated Ling Tian’s battle strength. The seemingly unremarkable golden stick can actually take a blow from the high grade Spiritual Artifact stick. .

As for the second stick, he almost used the strongest power except Martial Spirit, which was the expert in the late stage of the soul-stirring. It was immortal and peeled off, and it was more than enough to kill Ling Tian.

But at this time, a Cheng Yaojin suddenly came out halfway. Not only did he stop his lore, he was also unscathed.

"get lost!"

Just when Yun Yang was surprised, the figure resisting the sickle let out a low growl.

It turned out to be a scroll!

Yun Yang is the son of Yun Hou, in Yun Prefecture, has he ever received such a scolding?

No one has ever dared to tell him a troll.

Unbearable, Yun Yang lifted the stick and rushed over.

The figure on the opposite side was sneaked up, raised his sickle and greeted him regrettably, and the two flew up and down in the jungle, fighting each other.

"Shaoyang, how are you doing?"

Ling Tian rushed to the side of Qin Shaoyang and helped him from the ground.

Qin Shaoyang looked pale, but it was not a major problem, except that all his vitality was shaken away.

His cultivation base is still too low. It is just the aftermath of the battle in the late stage of Nether Soul, which has already made him unable to bear it.

"Cough cough cough, it's okay. God... my god, what's the matter, someone, someone wants to kill you!" Qin Shaoyang looked at the two figures fighting in the distance and coughed twice.

"Don't say so much, hurry up!"

Ling Tian carried Qin Shaoyang on his back, summoned Xiaoqing, turned on his horse and ran towards Yun Prefecture city.

"Want to go!?"

Yun Yang is surprised and angry. He has never failed.

Immediately, a stick shook the opposite Martial Artist away, then turned into a black shadow and flew away.

However, the Martial Artist with a sickle was obviously not willing to give up. He also chased up and stopped Yunyang, and the speed was not slow.

Just a moment's delay, Ling Tian sat down on the azure horse like an azure lightning, disappearing at the end of the official road.

"Damn it!"

Yun Yang was furious, so he watched Ling Tian escape, this time there was no successful assassination, then next time, there will be no such excellent It's time!

"It's all you! courting death!"

There is nowhere to vent his anger, Yun Yang turned around and killed Martial Artist who was holding a sickle.

If it hadn't been for this person to kick in, Ling Tian would already be a corpse now.

"hehe..."

However, to Yunyang's expectation, the Martial Artist was swiftly and then retreated. In a sneer, the figure disappeared into the jungle. No matter how Yun Yang used divine sense to search, he couldn't find any trace.

"Who the hell is it! Who the hell is damaging my major event!"

Yun Yang looked up to the sky, and he was depressed and nowhere to find it, breaking all the surrounding trees.

In the darkness, a figure leaned against a giant tree, and his brows were always frowned until Ling Tian left safely, which stretched a little. If Ling Tian sees it, he will be curious. Clear Sky Sect's Ye Fan will appear in this jungle....

Yun Prefecture Western District South Sect Square, Purple Cloud Sect station.

Mu Tiedan sits at the gate and stands guard. After a day of hard training, I ate up a table of delicacies delivered by Danhui just now. They are all cooked with rare birds and spiritual medicine. They are not only delicious, but medicinal. The power is even more full, which made him feel drowsy now.

At this moment, a rush of horseshoes sounded from a distance, The earth shook and the mountain quivered.

Mu Tiedan woke up suddenly, and suddenly opened his eyes, he saw a big and vicious azure head appearing in front of him, fiercely looking at him fiercely.

"I frightened your grandfather to death by something special!"

Mu Tiedan was almost scared to urinate, and when Iron Fist took his turn, he blew up.

Who knows that there was a muffled sound, Mu Tiedan felt that he had hit iron essence with a punch, his skull pattern remained unchanged, and the sharp pain in his fist was like a needle stick, almost fractured. It hurts terribly.

"Iron gall, raise Formation, no one is forbidden to approach!"

A voice came, but Ling Tian turned down from Xiaoqing immediately, and rushed in with Qin Shaoyang on his back. The yard.

"Uh..."

"Don't be stunned, please be on guard!"

Although it is a bit ignorant, the wooden iron gall is still waving the order The card, so that the entire resident is shrouded in the Defensive Array, all the Purple Cloud Sect dísciple outside are also like a big enemy, waiting for them.

"What's the situation? So when Ling Tian just came back, there was such a movement?"

There are two dark shadows hidden in the depths of the alley in the distance. If you don't pass by here, you will definitely not be able to Be detected.

"shopkeeper said that all abnormal situations should be reported, you stare, I will report!"

Unlikely, similar to this situation, everywhere around the Purple Cloud Sect station Is happening.

In the resident, Ling Tian carried Qin Shaoyang back to the room, and after careful inspection, he grabbed a medicine pill and stuffed it into Qin Shaoyang's mouth, who was already in a coma.

After a cup of tea, Ling Tian slapped Qin Shaoyang's face twice.

"Oh! I was scared to death! There is an ambush!"

Qin Shaoyang suddenly sat up from the bed with a look of horror. Turning around to see Ling Tian right next to him, cry out in surprise: "Brother Tian! Someone is going to kill us, I am injured, and my face hurts! They hit me in the face? Take a look, is there any disfigurement?"

Ling Tian frowned: "..."

"Stop calling, we have already returned to the sect workshop. It should be safe here." Ling Tian shook his head, "You too No injury, just exhausted vitality."

"Sect Fang? We are back to Yun Prefecture city! That's good, no one dared to run wild in the city and scared me." Qin Shaoyang Patting my chest, I have a lingering fear.

At this moment, he finally understood how big the gap between his cultivation base and Ningpao was.

"Shao Yang, what did you see for those two people just now? Who are they?" Ling Tian sat at the table, raised a cup of tea, frowned.