Legend of Ling Tian Chapter 73: The God of Death

Only then did Xiao Youhan at the door know that what Ling Tian said that day to ask her to help Ling Jian was a joke with himself, a complete joke! This kind of ultimate competition among jazz masters, with Xiao Youhan's cultivation base, I'm afraid that he doesn't even have the strength to fight in close quarters. How can it be said that he helped Ling Jian?

Looking at Ling Jian standing in the middle of the hall like a god, gazing at it, a long sword suppressed the entire sky, including the head of Mengfanyun, and dozens of inner masters in the sky, no one dared to move. ! Xiao Youhan suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart!

How many people can there be such a man?

But after pride, there is endless panic. No matter how extraordinary Ling Jian's martial arts is. But after all, there was only one person. Even though the overall situation seemed to be in control at the moment, after she desperately tried to kill Mengfanyun, the situation was completely unsure of getting out of this hall!

If Ling Jian doesn't kill Meng Fanyun, if she only wants to retreat, she will not vent her energy, and Meng Fanyun is in the delicate moment of extermination. Although there are many people in the sky, but it may not be able to keep him!

But Ling Jian can't go! Even if you want to leave, you must wait to kill Mengfanyun before leaving!

Xiao Youhan feels flustered, what should I do? How to do? How can this enemy be rescued after his assassination?

Meng Fanyun looked at Ling Jian, his gaze flickered, and suddenly he said: "Lord Lord, at this moment, both of you and me know that we are holding each other in check, and no one dare to move first! If you move first, I will drive one step onto the Yellow Springs. The consequences will undoubtedly be unbearable for us. However, if you move first, I will die, but you will never have the chance to live! With the combined efforts of the masters, even if you are the lord of the country and send the king to heaven, what about it?"

She flashed her eyes, looked at Ling Jian, smiled slightly, and said: "In my opinion, we might as well stop at the same time and make friends, how about?" Meng Fanyun misjudged the situation and assumed that Ling Jian could not make a move. , But because of the rat throwing device, and the surrounding death attack. Comparing the heart to the heart, the great head of the sky finally negotiated with Ling Jian.

Ling Jian seemed to be meditating, considering what he said, Meng Fanyun felt happy, and said: "The original poster is all over the world, famous and famous, everyone in the world. Who does not respect, and now, I have been seriously injured in the hands of the original poster. Even if the host retreats at this time, it will not damage the reputation of the host! The host is a smart person, so he should know how to choose to be wise."

Ling Jianfeng’s sharp eyes shot out two cold lights, and said coldly: "One thing you said is right, that is, you move first, you die! I move first. You die first! No matter which side moves first, You must be the first to die!"

Meng Fanyun snorted coldly and said: "But the second person to die must be you too!"

The exposed eyes behind Ling Jian's mask suddenly showed a smile.

Meng Fanyun thought he had moved him, and felt relieved. But Ling Jian slowly said: "That's not true!"

Meng Fanyun was furious, and said: "I gave a blow from the sky, and Xiu said it was you, the number one host; even if the number one master in the world, Tianli, is in your current position, it will definitely die!" /

"Oh? What a big tone! Is this really the case?" Ling Jian said coldly.

At the same time, a voice in the night sky outside the temple sounded leisurely: "It's a big tone for the head of the dream, but this seat is not very interested in knowing what power can kill this seat!?"

Meng Fanyun's face changed drastically! How could this happen, it is...He is here!

Jiangshan orders the Lord to give the Lord Tianli! coming!

I am dead!

Meng Fanyun didn't expect that his luck would be so bad! The number one killer in the world in front of the lobby, the first poster, he just mentioned Jiangshan Lingzhu, the number one assassin in the world, to make an analogy. Taking the number one master in the world to suppress the number one assassin in the world is something that complements each other. , How can I think that this big evil star was so effective!

Crow's mouth! I'm really a standard crow's mouth! Meng Fanyun almost made a few marks on his mouth so sadly! Let you talk nonsense!

It is too late to make this confession by Meng Fanyun! Because, at this moment, the outside voice just remembered the first word, Ling Jian moved!

Moving like lightning! Move like thunder!

The target is exactly the target that Qi machine locks in——Mengfanyun!

Under the traction of Qi, at the beginning of Ling Jian's sword-struggling, Ling Jian's body appeared in the main hall, suddenly roaring thunderously in the crowd, and countless swords flashed coldly. , Cut down, stab, and cut towards Ling Jian!

Countless fierce palm winds slashed at the erratic black shadow mercilessly, and the center of the entire hall suddenly exploded like a bullet!

Ling Jian's complexion was calm, and if he hadn't seen the sword that was about to be added, there was only one person in his eyes! Dreaming over the clouds!

Meng Fanyun made a strange cry like a long moo, and the long sword with his right hand was thrown out, and at the same time, the right hand was pushed continuously, and the splitting palm force issued 79 palms in an instant. At the same time, the body retreats backwards, fast back!

Flash!

Meng Fanyun retreated ten feet! The body has been pressed against the pillars of the hall!

No more refunds, no refunds!

The swords, lights, swords and shadows of the Mandala Palace are all from the hands of the heavens. Such a luxurious lineup, such a luxurious attack did not bring even a sense of security to the dreams!

Her eyes protruded forward, her eyes gradually scattered. There was a **** ho in her throat, and hers sucked in air, but it didn't help! In the position of his chest and heart, a little bright red flowed out!

Unconsciously, he has already been hit by a sword! A deadly sword! Make it a sword in Huangquan.

Ling Jian's body slid like a fish, and there was heat in his legs, and he had already hit a sword. The palm wind whistling in front of him, Meng Fanyun's palm strength has arrived, Ling Jian's body flashed diagonally, and the long sword lightning pierced out. Take it back instantly!

Under mutual aura lock, no matter where Meng Fanyun escapes, Ling Jian can find him with his eyes closed!

"Bang Bang!" In addition to killing Meng Fanyun's hand, Ling Jian exhausted his superb physical skills to dodge the Jedi attack from the opponent, but unfortunately he always missed ten thousand, with two palms on his left shoulder, heartbroken. The shoulder bones rustle and rattle, which is sour!

Suddenly he stopped chasing, and the long sword instantly exploded a brilliant ball of light. When everyone just saw it, the ball of light suddenly exploded, and countless sword qi scattered all around, and suddenly a ghost cried out!

Ling Jian's body retreats rapidly, and his superb body technique reappears!

After only retreating, Ling Jian's body has returned to its original position! The center of the hall!

Ling Jian's body is ragged and his sword marks are densely covered! Between this advance and retreat, ten people were already lying on the ground behind Ling Jian's body, on the left and right sides!

However, there are inevitably dozens of more sword marks on Ling Jian! But the strange thing is that, apart from the blood flowing out of the legs on the sword marks on Ling Jian, the sword marks mouth is a dense upper body, and there is no blood flowing out!

A ray of golden light is faintly projected in the cracks in the black clothes!

There is a hint of gratitude in Ling Jian's eyes.

The body armor! The hard skin of the scaly dragon was made by Ling Tian into a dozen Shanghai and Shenzhen vests, and Ling Jian was assigned one.

At first, Ling Jian didn't want to live or die, thinking that this thing was not very useful, because the scaled dragon was too hard, and wearing it on the body too much affected the agility of the body, so Ling Jian resolutely resisted. Ling Tian almost got angry and gave a death order, and Ling Jian barely put it on. Unexpectedly, I saved my life here today.

"A body armor! This **** has a body armor!" An old man with white beard and hair almost vomited blood! Seeing that the opponent is about to be divided by the chaotic sword. How do you know that the other party is still wearing such a baby!

No wonder this guy is impervious to the wind and rain, but only reveals the two vital points of the front and back! It turned out to be confident! I don't know what kind of armor it was, and it was completely undamaged by dozens of innate masters. Is this too exaggerated? !

Just relying on the martial arts of the host on the first floor, he is already proud of the contemporary! Plus this invulnerable treasure...

When he saw Ling Jian's embarrassed look all over his body with sword marks, Xiao Youhan felt that his heart was severely hit by a sledgehammer, and the station in front of him turned black, and he almost fainted in flames!

He is injured! He was hurt, he was hurt... Suddenly, his heart was filled with these words, Xiao Youhan only felt that his head was rumbling, and he couldn't think about anything, and he wanted to die with heartache.

Straight through the furious roar of the white-bearded old man, Xiao Youhan woke up from his heartache. Seeing Ling Jian standing there safe and sound, Xiao Youhan suddenly felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and an impulse to immediately pounce into his arms and cry! Unfortunately, she cannot and will not be so unwise. If he really rushes over, he will only become a burden to him, and even an accomplice in his murder!

Ling Jian didn't say a word, and pressed his lips tightly, the long sword pierced again like a storm.

Until this time, Meng Fanyun's body leaning on the pillar slid to the ground with a puff, his head was gray and his eyes were arrogant, and he couldn't die!

"The big head is gone! The big head is gone..." A wailing voice was hoarse and roared, and all the people in the hall suddenly turned red, and they rushed towards Ling Jian desperately. !

"Take revenge for the big boss!" a man shouted with red eyes and raised his arms!

"Ah--------" Everyone is crazy. One after another frantically rushed.

Ling Jian suddenly felt the pressure increased several times. Gradually began to be overwhelmed, and the sound of rubbing began to sound. It was the sound of the enemy's long sword hitting the armor on the part. Although it could not break the armor, the impact of the powerful innate true power also made Ling Jian uncomfortable. Extremely ~IndoMTL.com~ Even if the physical surface is not damaged, internal injuries are still there!

The pain on his left shoulder is so fierce that he can hardly lift it up. The two palms of Meng Fanyun are not so easy to bear after all! Although there was a scaly dragon armor bodyguard and an internal force bodyguard, the near-death blow of this super master still caused great damage to Ling Jian's left button!

Swiping a few swords, another master from the sky was lying on the ground, but Ling Jian's left arm was hit by another sword because he was unable to dodge, and blood flowed out.

The black mask has long disappeared, Ling Jian's face is as cold as before, his eyes are neither sad nor happy, and he is full of murderous aura! One sword and one sword reaps lives, and one sword and sword is injured.

Since entering the hall, Ling Jian's eyes have never looked at Xiao Youhan again! Because Ling Jian is scared! Ling Jian certainly did not fear death. But I am really afraid that when I see that beautiful face again, my heart will soften and my determination will be shaken!

Swipe! The right leg was hit with a sword again, Ling Jian's body skewed and almost fell, but the long sword in his right hand stabbed out mercilessly, quickly cutting the throat of the middle-aged man who had just injured his right leg!

Ling Jian's form is in danger!