Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 975: Tsing Yi Sword Master

In the dense forest, the sun is falling. [Latest chapter visit: {Dagger Qi Chinese Network шшш.Ыqi.mЁ｝]

Ling Xian dressed in white, like snow and immortal, flawless and unconventional.

Especially after he destroyed the fallen unicorn, in the eyes of everyone, he came here like an immortal, which is awe-inspiring.

"Your strongest supernatural power has been dismantled by me. What other means, just use it."

Ling Xian's expression is indifferent, with his left hand behind his back, the grandmaster's demeanor is full.

But he didn't get a response.

Tang Tian clenched his fists, his veins violently violently, and his entire face was distorted. However, he didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to say a word.

Since Fallen Qilin was shattered by Ling Xian, his confidence and courage were also shattered, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous at all!

"It seems that you have surrendered."

Ling Xian glanced at the person faintly and waved his sleeves at random, but it was as heavy as Mount Tai, that Tang Tian flew out.

"Puff!"

Blood spurted out, Tang Tian was full of humiliation, but he didn't dare to resist. Because he knows that if he resists, there is only one thing waiting for him.

Dead.

And he didn't want to die, so he didn't dare to move.

"You're really interesting, go away." Ling Xian said lightly. In his heart, Tang Tian was just a jumping clown, so he didn't bother to care about it.

After hearing this, Tang Tian felt fortunate but also felt humiliated.

He is the strongest descendant of the Tang family. He has always been aloof and in control of the lives and deaths of others. However, at the moment, his life is in the hands of Ling Xian, which is simply a shame and shame!

Unfortunately, his footsteps were actually involuntarily retreating, which made his face sore, and he was almost ashamed.

Ling Xian didn't care about this, or he didn't look at Tang Tian at all, but instead turned his gaze to everyone present.

He knows very well that now he is a treasure, and there will be many people coming to make his own ideas. Even if he has established his power, it is difficult to extinguish the fire of greed.

So, he looked around the audience and slowly said something that silenced the audience.

"I know that you all want to grab the feathered butterfly, and those who want to grab it, don't hesitate to do it."

The voice fell, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

After that, many people's eyes became hot, and some people showed signs of hesitation.

After all, Ling Xian defeated Tang Tian in a strong battle, and that kind of power frightened a group of people to some extent.

But more, but it's hot.

No way, the feathered butterfly is too tempting, it is a treasure that any creature can hardly refuse!

Therefore, a man in Tsing Yi walked out at the moment.

His face is handsome, his feet are calm and he is holding a blue and white umbrella.

"That's... Tsing Yi Sword Master!"

"What?! It turned out to be the Tsing Yi sword that has been famous for a long time. Unexpectedly, he also came to the Dream Forest!"

"There is a good show. This person was also a generation of arrogance, and he once had a sturdy record of one person, one sword and one city!"

"Yes, this person has reached the pinnacle of his cultivation base, and his sword intent has reached the highest level, and his strength is terrifying!"

When they saw this man in Tsing Yi, the group of heroes suddenly spoke, and they were quite surprised in their words.

"The Sword Sovereign of Tsing Yi?"

Ling Xian's expression condensed, and he felt that this person was like a god-opening sword, with unparalleled sharpness and sharpness.

Even he is faintly under pressure.

"Slightly famous."

Sword Master Tsing Yi spoke indifferently, saying: "You are very strong, you are a good opponent, but I have to decide on the feathering of butterflies."

"It depends on whether your sword is sharp enough."

Ling Xian's expression is indifferent, and the invincible Qi overflows in the light dance room in white clothes, shaking the Eight Desolations**.

"Whether my sword is sharp, your blood will tell you."

Sword Sovereign Tsing Yi held a colorful umbrella, pointed at Ling Xian far away, his cold killing intent locked him firmly, and said: "I advise you, don't make senseless resistance, and hand over the feathered butterfly obediently."

After hearing this, Ling Xian raised his brows, and said **** for tat: "I also advise you, it is best to withdraw immediately, lest you lose face."

"Interesting, no one has dared to talk to me like this for many years."

Sword Master Tsing Yi glanced at Ling Xian indifferently, the colorful umbrella began to release light, and at the same time, the cold killing intent directed towards Xiao Han!

The killing intent was too terrifying, making everyone present suddenly change color.

The next scene made everyone even more frightened.

I saw Sword Sovereign Tsing Yi's expression cold, and the paper umbrella in his hand slowly opened, and a series of sword auras condensed and formed, releasing a deep chill.

"In the name of the sword, give you death!"

The voice fell, ten thousand sword auras roared, and each of them could open a stele and crack a stone, which was extremely sharp.

"My life and death, you are not qualified to decide!"

Ling Xian stopped drinking, and the killing sword in his body circulated, accompanied by the **** magic sword shining out of the world, and the blood was flooded in an instant, dyeing the sky red and blue!

"Clang clang clang!"

The sword qi is endless, and the blood shines through the sky. The two intertwined in the mid-air and smashed the clouds on the horizon.

Sword Master Tsing Yi holds the umbrella in his left hand, and pinches the seal with his right hand.

While Lingxian used one sword to defeat Wanjian, although it seemed small, it didn't let down the wind and showed its sharp edge. It's like the legendary magic sword, one sword can be worth ten million swords!

This made Sword Master Tsing Yi raise his eyebrows, fly forward, draw a tricky angle with his colorful umbrella, and slash down!

Obviously, he was planning to fight close. And this style of swordsmanship can indeed bear the word "Xuanmiao".

But when it comes to close combat, even if the supreme comes, Ling Xian is not afraid!

Since his debut, most battles have been close combat. Especially after the physical body became stronger, his experience in close combat became more abundant, not inferior to those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

Therefore, even though this sword was mysterious and unparalleled, it was still blocked by Ling Xian.

After that, he shocked the sky with a sword, and returned with color!

"Hmph, I have cultivated the Tao for three hundred years, and I have cultivated the sword for three hundred years. Can you stop it?"

Sword Master Tsing Yi sneered, replacing the sword with an umbrella, showing the mystery and sharpness in every move and style.

But without exception, they were all blocked by Ling Xian.

No matter how mysterious Tsing Yi Jianjun's moves, he is perfectly resistant and has no flaws. Not only that, he also took the opportunity to attack, and every sword was unstoppable, showing his sharp edge.

In a blink of an eye, Ling Xian fought hundreds of moves with Qingyi Jianjun.

The two of you come and I do not give in, so that everyone present can feast their eyes, and at the same time, they are deeply shocked.

Needless to say, Sword Sovereign Tsing Yi, he has been famous for a long time, and he is recognized as a master of swordsmanship in the North Ming domain. However, Ling Xian was able to average autumn colors and not let the wind fall, which naturally shocked everyone.

That’s him, if he changes to someone else, even if he is undefeated at the moment, he will have to be honored.

After all, Sword Master Tsing Yi is a recognized master of kendo~ IndoMTL.com~ How many people can compare with him with hundreds of moves, but they are not at all disadvantaged?

"Damn it!"

Unable to attack for a long time, Sword Sovereign Tsing Yi looked gloomy and increasingly irritable.

He has been famous for a long time and is a figure of the older generation. However, at this moment, he has been fighting for three hundred rounds, but he can't get a junior. Why does this make him feel so embarrassed?

At the moment, Sword Sovereign Tsing Yi shook his sword imaginarily and withdrew.

"Why, I know I'm invincible, so I don't want to fight anymore?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and his white clothes danced with the wind, showing the grandmaster's demeanor.

"Huh!"

Sword Monarch Tsing Yi looked cold, he looked at Ling Xian standing proudly, and slowly spit out a word full of murderous intent.

"You forced me, Huangquan Road, don't blame me."