Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Qin Mingyue placed her jade hands on her proud chest and cried with joy.    

"How is this possible!"    

On the carriage that left the city, Yue Qingcang saw Ling Tian's figure, and in his excitement, he spat out a mouthful of Blood s.    

"Ling Tian, you are ruthless enough!"    

Outside the arena, Cheng Sanjin was clenching his teeth. He had actually long known that the person who was flying out was Cheng Feiyu.    

However, as a member of Marquis Yun, he could not go down without permission. Furthermore, Cheng Feiyu had something on him to defend himself, so even if he suffered heavy injuries, he would definitely not be crippled.    

"It's really Ling Tian!"    

"The three of them attacked together, but not only did they not die, they even consecutively defeated Yue Qingcang and Cheng Feiyu. This ? Are these still the top geniuses of our Yun State?! "    

"In the past hundred years of the Yun State, only Heir Yun Yang is comparable to him."    

"This Ling Tian is truly not simple, it's hard to imagine that he is from the Ziyun Sect."    

The crowd on the Cloud Viewing Platform cried out in alarm, and the soft discussions from before were completely stirred up.    

Inside the carriage, Yue Qiong's face was already numb without a trace of life, the previous happiness gone and was replaced with endless bitterness.    

Damn it, how could this be!    

After a while, a hint of madness and ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.    

BaoYun Pavilion Li Ke smiled, a hint of praise flashed past his eyes, although she had long seen clearly that the loser was Cheng Feiyu. She could see with his own eyes that when Ling Tian stood atop this Arena, he was completely alone, and he was still somewhat excited.    

"This kid is not bad."    

"The martial path is up for negotiation."    

The Grand Master s on the left and right also nodded repeatedly, unable to conceal the praise in their eyes. Who would have thought that a widely acknowledged pretty boy would turn the tables? Not only had he withstood the encirclement and annihilated the three, he had even lost two people in a row.    

"However, it seems like Cheng Feiyu was not the only one that lost!"    

Just then, Mo Xiaoqi suddenly spoke out from the stage.    

Hearing that, everyone looked at Xin Mao, and sure enough, the latter had a very bad complexion.    

On top of the Arena, Ling Tian was still maintaining his finger position, but Xin Ziang, who was in front of him, was completely dumbstruck.    

Ling Tian's Chunyang Finger had already dissipated.    

However, the golden Flame on Xin Ziang's body was still slowly burning.    

At this time, Xin Ziang had a face full of cold water, the armor under his clothes had already cracked and cracked, and it was because of this that he was not as miserable as Cheng Feiyu.    

Ling Tian did not immediately fly Xin Ziang out of the Arena, and had even more so imprisoned him there.    

"What do you mean?!"    

Ling Tian tapped on Xin Ziang's chest, looking down from above.    

"Ling Tian, don't act so arrogantly in front of me. The reason I lost to you this time is because I haven't completely grasped my own strength. Just you wait!"    

Xin Ziang was so embarrassed and angry, he bared his teeth and said.    

"Then there's no chance!"    

Ling Tianyao's head, five fingers bent, he suddenly clenched, the Swimming Dragon Fist, directly exploded out, striking Xin Ziang's armor.    

"AHH!"    

The latter let out a blood-curdling screech. The armor that protected him, the Array, had already been damaged and was unable to fully withstand the power of the Swimming Dragon Fist. He was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.    

Xin Ziang, also lost!    

At this moment, on top of the Arena, only Ling Tian remained, causing many to look up at him.    

"Zi Ang!"    

On the stage, Xin Mao flew down in anger, catching Xin Ziang in mid air.    

At this time, Xin Ziang's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he had been knocked unconscious.    

Xin Mao immediately checked Xin Ziang's body, and found that only with serious internal injuries, his meridians and Qi Sea were not destroyed, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.    

Having learned from Yue Qiong's mistakes, Xin Mao did not dare to be impudent in front of Marquis Yun. He only glared at Ling Tian with incomparable hatred before sending Xin Ziang to the hands of the people of Xin Family to recuperate from his injuries.    

Ling Tian retracted his finger.    

At the very least, in his eyes, the current Cheng Feiyu and Xin Ziang were nothing more than conceited silkpants. However, if the two of them did not know anything, he would not mind sending them to hell next time.    

This time, Martial Arts Conference forbade death or injury, so he had no choice but to be restricted by the Wang Ting and Marquis Yun.    

However, Xin Ziang and Cheng Feiyu were not crippled, which still allowed Ling Tian to understand that the true top disciples of the aristocratic families had too many treasures on them. It could be said that the harvest was extremely bountiful.    

Although he had only used the auriculitis's first stage of Chunyang Finger, it was still enough for him to be at the top of the Yun State.    

"Yun Yang, it's your turn..."    

Just as the discussions in the plaza were about to end, Ling Tian turned around and slowly grabbed onto the hilt of sword at his waist and walked towards Yun Yang who was standing with his arms crossed.    

"The first rank of the Ascendant stage is right here. If you want it, then come up and take it!"    

Provoke, naked provocation!    

As soon as Ling Tian finished speaking, another huge uproar was instantly set off!    

After consecutively knocking over Yue Qingcang, Cheng Feiyu and Xin Ziang, Ling Tian finally turned his target towards son of Marquis Yun!    

Although Ling Tian and Yun Yang were destined to have a battle, he did not expect that it would still be Ling Tian who took the initiative to challenge him.    

"Hur hur, there's finally a good show to watch!"    

In the audience seats, Dugu Jian Han held his own black sword and looked at Yang Shaoyou at the side, "This Ling Tian brat is ruthless enough, but he will definitely not be able to hold on to the first position!"    

"Oh? "Is that so ?"    

Yang Shaoyou raised his eyebrows, "That might not be true, but don't forget that Ling Tian hasn't used his full strength yet ?"    

Smiling, Yang Shaoyou picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.    

"Humph, then let's just wait and see!"    

Lone Sword Han's expression froze, he only snorted coldly, and turned to look at Arena.    

Down from the Arena, the indifferent Yun Yang slowly calmed down and put his hands down. He looked at Ling Tian who was on top of the Arena, "You have never been first place!"    

With a tremble of his feet, Yun Yang's figure suddenly weakened, as if he had turned into a ball of faint clouds and mist, and in the next moment, he appeared above the Arena.    

Such a movement technique was truly mysterious!    

Compared to Xin Ziang and the others from before, they were no longer of the same rank.    

"The crown prince is indeed the crown prince. Amazing!"    

"Yeah, with Ling Tian's movement technique, he won't be able to take advantage of us, right?"    

"How could he be a match for the Crown Prince? To be able to become the second ranked disciple of the Martial Arts Conference is already not bad!"    

"That's right, since Ling Tian has fought so many battles, the reserves of the Yuan Qi in his Aura Sea should be running low."    

The moment Yun Yang stepped onto the stage, praises sounded from the surroundings. Regarding Ling Tian, it was natural for him to look down on him.    

Ling Tian squinted. He had never underestimated Yun Yang.    

A person who could refine stick method to the peak of perfection, with outstanding talent, could already be considered above the Yun State.    

This Martial Skill was enough to surpass his own wind-travel.    

Clang!    

With a light tap of his hand, a golden lightning bolt flashed within the purple sheath.    

"I have a sword, named Shocking Rainbow."    

"Please, instruct me!"    

With that said, Ling Tian suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed it straight at Yun Yang!