Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Cough cough, Huba, there is a kind of you to kill Young Master, or wait for me to smash your pig's head!"

Qin Shaoyang just took it from the shop in the city A batch of clothes came, and when they arrived at the entrance of Shihua Pavilion, they were blocked. With Qin Shaoyang’s temper, he definitely wouldn’t give Huba and Yunming a good face, and the latter had already taught Qin Shaoyang’s heart, so Huba shot directly, wounding Qin Shaoyang.

But after all, Qin Shaoyang is a relative of Yunhou Mansion, so Huba still has a sense of measure. Otherwise, with Huba's cultivation base, Qin Shaoyang couldn't resist it at all.

"hmph, I really thought I didn't dare to touch you? I think you are really tired of living, I don't believe it, kill you, what can Yunhou Mansion do to me Huba!"

There were a lot of people around Shihua Pavilion, and many of the major sects were there. Qin Shaoyang ridiculed him in public. How could Huba endure it, and his shoulders shook immediately, and a pair of flesh fists wrapped in vitality. Booming towards Qin Shaoyang, the battle strength increased to 70%.

If this fist goes down, Qin Shaoyang is immortal and abolished.

"Brother Hu show mercy!"

Yun Ming on the side was shocked. Although he also wanted to see Qin Shaoyang being taught, he didn't want to be too ruthless. After all, Qin Mingyue The weight in Yunhou Mansion is not light, Qin Shaoyang has something wrong, he cannot bear the punishment of Mrs. Yunhou.

But it was too late, Huba made a quick move, and it was too late to stop.

Seeing the shadow of Huba's fist booming like a mountain, Qin Shaoyang's face was not afraid, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to get up from the ground. Even if he died, he would stand to die!

The dísciples of other sects are holding their shoulders and watching with cold eyes, watching the Aristocratic Family and the City Lord Mansion fight each other, they are also happy.

As for the life and death of Qin Shaoyang, this person, they have simply never heard of it.

Everyone sneered, waiting to see Qin Shaoyang's blood splashing on the spot.

Hu Ba's mouth is also grinning, like a pig demon.

But at this moment, the door behind Qin Shaoyang suddenly opened, and a white figure suddenly stopped in front of Qin Shaoyang.

Huba only felt an overwhelming breath assaults the senses, and then his fist was stopped by a piece of iron essence, and the sound of bone cracking rang in his ears. .

"ka-cha!"

"Ah!"

A horrible howl like a pig cry resounded across the street, everyone was stunned, their eyes With a meat ball, from one side of the street to the other side.

They didn't spirit slowly recovers until there was a bang and Huba fell to the ground!

The Huba in the mid-Ningpao stage was blown out in an instant!

His eyes returned to the entrance of Shihua Pavilion again.

A handsome Young Master in a white shirt stands in front of Qin Shaoyang with his hands full!

"Who is this person?! The cultivation base of Early-Stage, the vitality is so strong, it is almost impossible to lose the late stage of waiting for the rest!"

Among the rear crowd, A young Martial Artist with a scarlet sword in his hand gave a soft sigh and lowered the arm he was holding.

Behind him were more than a dozen dísciples in glamorous clothes and extraordinary demeanor. On the chest of his clothes, they were all embroidered with a white sky character, which was the discipline clothes of the King Tianzong.

"Senior Brother Chu, he is the Purple Cloud Sect Ling Tian who was on the Yunhe River that day and was invited to the stage with Yunhou Shizi! I recognize him!" A Great Heaven Sect dísciple stepped forward and said .

"Purple Cloud Sect Ling Tian? I have never heard of it. However, after receiving Yuxuanji's invitation, he came to dominate Bian Yujing again, he is crazy!"

That The Senior Brother Chu twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes getting cold.

At this moment, Ling Tian's strength and handsome appearance made him jealous.

"That’s right, we couldn’t see the girl in Shihua Pavilion for a few days. It’s so damn mad, Senior Brother Chu. Today, Senior Brother Tian didn’t come, you have to replace it. Let's teach this kid!"

"Yes! The Chu Kuang Senior Brother was the 90th on the last Dragon-Tiger list. It is a hundred times stronger than Ling Tian, ​​what kind of doggie, so teach him well!"

A group of Great Heavenly Sect dísciples are very angry.

These days, they all ate cold shoulder at Shihua Hall. They learned that Shihua Hall was going to be closed for a month, and their hearts were depressed. At this time, they could see Qin Shaoyang and Ling Tian. Unobstructed in and out of Shihua Pavilion, even more jealous.

"hmph, what are you anxious about? Didn't you see that this Huba is there, and there are a lot of other sect disciples, he Ling Tian, ​​it is not my turn to take action."

Chu Kuang picked up the scarlet long knife in his hand again, looking like watching the fires burning across the river.

As the inner sect disciple of the Great Sky School, you can't make a move so early. Waiting for Ling Tian to meet other people for a while, he will make another move, a word of suppression, wouldn't it be more beautiful.

"Yes, Senior Brother Chu deep plans and distant thoughts, we are superficial!"

The dísciple behind him was another round of flattery.

Among the crowd of onlookers, a few monks in soapy yellow quilt suits hid one by one under the cloak.

"Amitabha, this place of red dust is full of battles. I will take a look first, and then I will take action to resolve the dispute. It is another good deed."

The leader of the monk, his hands clasped together , Sang a Buddhist chant.

"Yes, do Senior Brother!" Behind the monk, several Buddhist dísciples responded.

From left to right, whether it is sect or Aristocratic Family dísciple, after turning around and seeing these monks wearing hats, their complexions tightened and they evaded involuntarily to the sides.

There is no other reason. These monks have embroidered this bright red swastika on their quilted clothes, and this is exactly the mark of Yun Prefecture Miluo Sect.

On a ten-storey restaurant on the opposite side of Shihuaguan street, on each floor are a row of elegant rooms facing the street. Sitting in front of the windows of the elegant rooms, you can see the scenery of Yuncheng.

At this time, two handsome Martial Artists were drinking at each other in front of the carved column in the private room on the second floor.

On the table, each placed a sword and two short halberds.

"hehe, Ye Fan, is this what you said, Purple Cloud Sect Ling Tian?" After the short halberd, there is a handsome Martial Artist wearing a blue cloud pattern brocade, on the chest, A Dao (道)' character tattoo, under the font, there is a Dragon-Tiger pattern, shimmering. He put down his glass and said.

"Yes, what does Kai Brother Feng think?" Opposite the blue clothed Martial Artist, it is Clear Sky Sect's Ye Fan.

"All righteous, sword intent is awe-inspiring. Sword dao's accomplishments are no longer under you. Although the cultivation base is lower, but..." The Martial Artist smiled nodded, "But it is indeed my generation. Middle man, yes!"

"haha, to get such praise from Heavenly Dao Sect Zhang Kai Senior Brother Feng, I thank Ling Tian first!" Ye Fan laughed at this and raised his glass, which is Drink it all in one gulp.

"You, you, this is Taibailou's signature wine. It cost me a lot of money. I feel distressed when you drink such a cow. However, since you are happy, I will accompany you too! "Zhang Kaifeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, but then followed the example of Ye Fan and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"In this Martial Dao conference, we, the sword will win!"

Zhang Kaifeng and Ye Fan looked towards the street, the figure standing proudly downstairs in Shihua Pavilion , All laughed.