Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The woman's earlobes suddenly turned red and he stammered, "This ?" I found this when I was picking the herbs. Although it was only damaged, I think it might be useful to senior brother, so I'll give it to you. "    

    

"Hur hur, then I'll accept it!"    

    

Ling Tian nodded his head, he did not care too much about it and handed over the smithing materials, and then left the Sect Yi Market.    

    

His purpose for this trip was to collect the Jiuquan Dan s' materials, and that was enough for now.    

    

After exiting the Yi City, Ling Tian headed straight for Qianlian Peak.    

    

But slowly, Ling Tian slowed down. At this time, his Spiritual consciousness was enough to cover the surrounding thirty meters.    

    

Reaching a hidden corner of a mountain cliff, Ling Tian faintly smiled from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace, and the shadow in front of him swayed, and a figure appeared there.    

    

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way? " Ling Tian said coldly.    

    

"Heh heh, Ling Tian, I have been following you for many days! I've finally caught you. I can see that the scenery here is pretty good, and it's perfect for you to be buried! " The person was dressed in black robe clothes, and he slowly took off his hood. His gloomy and cold face revealed a sinister smile, and in the shadows, it seemed extremely strange.    

    

"Wang Ning!" Ling Tian feigned shock and asked: "What are you trying to do? This is Qianlian Peak's territory! "    

    

"So what if you're a Qianlian Peak!"    

    

Wang Ning howled in a low voice, "You killed my son, causing me to lose everything. I am not afraid of anything, today, I have killed you and flown far away with my hands, so what can the Qianlian Peak do to me?! "    

    

Ling Tian's face flashed with a tinge of fear, as he turned around and tried to escape.    

    

"Heh heh, Ling Tian, I advise you not to make any unnecessary struggles anymore. This time, I will not give you any more chances, I will crush your bones into pieces one by one! "    

    

Wang Ning licked his lips and blew, revealing a bloodthirsty expression. Many years ago, he had already been in the early stage of the Pi Quan, and was much stronger than Du Fei.    

    

"Go accompany my son in death!"    

    

Wang Ning took out a fiery red Long Spear from his back, and immediately rushed towards Ling Tian.    

    

In the face of Ling Tian who was only at the Ninth Body Layer, he still used the Xuan Artifact, although it was not a high ranked one, but it was extremely imposing, and it was actually an attack of the full power of the early stage of the Pi Quan, vowing to kill Ling Tian instantly.    

    

There were many times that he failed to harm Ling Tian, and this time, Wang Ning was extremely cautious, he did not want to taste any more disappointment, he wanted Ling Tian to die immediately!    

    

They watched as Wang Ning's Long Spear spear tip shot towards them like lightning.    

    

At this moment, the panic on Ling Tian's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes instantly regained clarity as he abruptly turned around.    

    

"Let's go all out!"    

    

A thought flashed through Ling Tian's mind ruthlessly as the Spiritual consciousness burst out of his body, transforming into a finger sized, colorless Sword blade, and pierced towards Wang Ning's head.    

    

Soul-Splitting Sword!    

    

It was a basic method of Spiritual consciousness's attack recorded in the Spiritual consciousness of Refinement!    

    

The current Ling Tian could very well launch such an attack once, but after being refined by the Taichu Meridian, even if his Spiritual consciousness was attacked at the early stage of the Pi Quan, he would still be caught off guard!    

    

Facing Wang Ning's all-out attack, Ling Tian could only use his untried method. Boom!    

    

Seeing Ling Tian's panicked expression suddenly disappear, Wang Ning was also shocked, but before he could even react, he felt as though his mind was being pierced ruthlessly by a sword. A burst of pain that was hard to endure caused his body to suddenly tremble, and his attacks stopped.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

In a flash, he arrived in front of Wang Ning. Pulverizing Lightning Sword out of its scabbard, Rushing Thunder Chasm blossomed with Sword Qi as though it was a thousand feet long, and directly smashed Wang Ning's head away.    

    

When Wang Ning died, the Xuan Artifact in his hands fell to the ground. Ling Tian picked it up, and without even looking at it, placed it into the storage ring. He then searched through Wang Ning's body, but didn't find anything.    

    

In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, Ling Tian took care of Wang Ning's corpse, put away the cape on his body, and then returned to the Qianlian Peak's house.    

    

Ling Tian had been searching for traces of Wang Ning in the beginning, and now that he had solved this huge problem in his heart, he finally relaxed.    

    

Without alerting anyone when they returned to the house, Ling Tian entered the house and sat cross-legged. However, the shock in his mind did not disappear for a long time.    

    

Thinking back, it was extremely dangerous.    

    

The combat power was barely able to match the attack of an early stage Pi Quan master. If he were to face Wang Ning head on, he definitely would not kill him in one strike.    

    

At the very last moment, Ling Tian had already obtained the last Talisman from Li Mohai's storage ring. He had asked Lin Shan before, and this thing was actually a Talisman.    

    

It was a good thing that the God Splitting Sword recorded within the Taichu Meridian were incomparably mystical, being able to actually heavily injure the opponent's Spiritual consciousness, causing her to instantly lose the ability to control it.    

    

Ling Tian had previously understood that this kind of Spiritual consciousness attack was indeed a type of Martial Skill, but it was said that only by comprehending 'Will' would one be able to form the Spiritual consciousness into an 'Intent' shape and attack from the outside!    

    

Furthermore, what met these requirements was the phoenix feather horn. After all, comprehending 'Intent' was extremely difficult, and Spiritual consciousness s were strong enough to take form. Basically, most of them were Ning Po realm Old Monster s, or extremely rare Spiritual consciousness Realm artificers, capable of producing special Spiritual consciousness s.    

    

Martial Skill like the God Splitting Sword, was an extremely rare existence even within the Spirit Ranked Martial Technique.    

    

Therefore, for Ling Tian to be able to possess such skills while still in the Ninth Body Layer, it would definitely be shocking!    

    

This attack, had almost used up all of Ling Tian's Spiritual consciousness. Sitting on the bed, Ling Tian took out a Second Rank Recovery Pellet from his storage ring to use in order to recover the Spiritual consciousness.    

    

Only Ling Tian, who had consumed three Spirit Replenishing Pills, was able to restore the Spiritual consciousness that he had exhausted. This was only because he had so recklessly taken in large amounts of the Pill s poison, if it was anyone else, recovering such a large amount of Spiritual consciousness, it would be impossible for them to even think about it after a day.    

    

The enemies he was facing would only get stronger and stronger. If not for the God Splitting Sword, then he might be in danger, and with a few more life-saving methods that he used to protect himself, it was already imminent.    

    

When he thought about this, Ling Tian took out the remnant "Wind Gathering Finger" diagram from his storage ring. After careful observation, Ling Tian realized that the diagram's material was strange, as if it was made from some strange skin, and even when drawn on it with Blue Thunder Sword, there were no traces at all. The degree of toughness showed that it was obvious, making Ling Tian feel that this Chunyang Finger was definitely extraordinary.    

    

As he unfurled the scroll, Ling Tian held his breath and focused, concentrating his mind and controlled the flow of the sword shadow.    

    

Two hours later, Ling Tian closed the map in satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth revealed traces of shock and joy.    

    

At this moment, the new finger technique had already turned into a glowing shadow in his mind.    

    

Chunyang Finger!    

    

It was another Spirit Ranked Martial Technique book!