Sword Venerable Ling Tian

C123 Kill Yan Wuji!



C123 Kill Yan Wuji!

There were only two days left before the closing of the valley. The disciples of the various Sect families started to head towards the central mountain range. At the top of a bowl-shaped mountain, a surging heat current shot up to the sky, and inside the mountain pass, there was a pool of fire that looked like a heavenly lake condensed by Flame.    

    

However, right at this moment, there seemed to be a person sitting cross-legged on a rock in the middle of this vile pond of fire. Not only was he not afraid of the Flame's burning, he was even more focused on the Flame.    

    

Behind this person, there was even a red Fire Bird Shadow, which wrapped around him and was faintly discernible.    

    

"Sigh, the time is up so quickly."    

    

At this time, a sigh came from within the Shadow, and then the Fire Bird's Shadow was directly scattered, revealing a robust man with a ruddy complexion wearing a fiery colored gown. He looked at the fire pool beneath his feet and muttered regretfully: "What a pity, it's not easy to find such an Earth Lung Fire pool, if you gave me another half a month, then I would have been able to evolve the flamingo to the sixth grade in one go!"    

    

"Forget it, let's get out of here first!" He looked at the red colored Mountain peak in the sky and laughed: "Hehe, this time I shall let you fight to the death. Once I, Ji Lie, obtain the sixth grade Incandescent Sparrow Martial Soul, my Flame Pavilion will no longer look at you in the eyes!"    

    

"Are you trying to block our way?"    

    

The direct grandson of the Zhang Family's Patriarch, Zhang Taichong, and more than a dozen disciples of the Zhang Family were standing behind him. They coldly looked at the figure in front of them who was carrying the silver rod and leaning on a tree.    

    

Although the opponent's Qi was only at the early stage of Pi Quan, it made Zhang Tai Chong feel an indescribable fear.    

    

"Hehe, you don't need to care who I am, leave the Ghost Face Flower in your hands! I'll let all of you go! "    

    

The figure lifted his sallow face and curled his lips into a faint smile, as if he was talking about something.    

    

"Ghost Face Flower?"    

    

He was not as powerful as the Du Family, but he was still ranked as one of the top three in the Southern Mountains. Now that he had more people, he would definitely not be threatened by others alone, otherwise where would his face be?    

    

However, Ling Tian asking for the Ghost-Mask Flower made him extremely surprised!    

    

Because right now, among his Storage Ring, there really was one that looked like a Third grade spiritual medicine, the Ghost-Faced Flower!    

    

But how did the other party know?    

    

"That's right, don't say I'm bullying you. Besides the Ghost Face Flower, you also have a Pure Heart Bamboo. I'll leave one for you."    

    

Hearing that, all the disciples of Zhang Family opened their eyes wide in anger, waiting for Zhang Tai Chong's order, they rushed forward and killed Ling Tian on the spot.    

    

Just as Zhang Tai Chong was hesitating, a laugh came from behind Ling Tian.    

    

"Hahaha!" Zhang Tai Chong, with your cowardly look, Zhang Family will still be a Good-for-nothing in another hundred years! "    

    

Shua shua shua.    

    

After he said that, three figures flew up, and when they came to a stop, everyone realized that they were all dressed in black soft armor, and that their cultivation were also in the late stage of the Pi Quan.    

    

These three, were impressively Du Family Warriors!    

    

The leader of the group withdrew his mocking gaze from Zhang Taichong, looked coldly at Ling Tian, and disdainfully said: "Brat, this Wuhui Valley will not allow you to behave atrociously, leave behind the Storage bag and the rod, and then scram, otherwise ?"    

    

Without waiting for the Du Family Warriors to finish speaking, Ling Tian gave a stern glance at the God Splitting Sword, and it instantly shot past!    

    

"AHH!"    

    

A terrified and blood-curdling scream came out of his mouth as his eyes instantly turned blood-red and he spat out a mouthful of Blood. Under his terrified eyes, the silver rod on Ling Tian's shoulder fell down!    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The zephyr stick that was carrying the powerful air current was only dozens of meters long. Under the huge force, the Du Family Warriors was instantly buried into the ground and killed.    

    

Bang bang!    

    

Ling Tian scuttled forward, one on his left and one on his right, his rod rolling like a silver dragon. The two Du Family Warriors s who had been standing still on the spot were also sent flying by Ling Tian, falling onto the ground lifelessly.    

    

"Give the Ghost-Mask Flower to me!" Otherwise, die! "    

    

From the moment Ling Tian made his move to the moment he retracted his rod, it had only been three breaths of time!    

    

"What powerful strength ?"    

    

Zhang Tai Chong's heart was thumping loudly, he was completely captivated by Ling Tian's power. He immediately took out a pitch black Spiritual Herbal Medicine flower from his storage ring and threw it over.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Ling Tian kept the Ghost-Masked Flower and A member of the Du Family's Storage bag. With a cold harrumph, her body trembled, and she flew up the tree, disappearing into the distance.    

    

Behind him, the eyes of the group of Zhang Family disciples who were previously furious were now filled with fear. No one dared to step forward to block him, and after a moment, they followed Zhang Tai Chong and left.    

    

In the dense forest.    

    

Ling Tian, who was flying in the air, couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile. On the way, he caught five Third grade spiritual medicine s under Tao Yaoyao's guidance, all of which were obtained from aristocratic families.    

    

There were even some who were blind and tried to bully Ling Tian because his cultivation was weak, but they were all killed by the zephyr stick in his hands. Although he did not have the Martial Skill, the zephyr stick was still a pseudo-spiritual tool. With the support of the Array, they had a huge amount of power.    

    

If the opponent had more people, Ling Tian would give him a Chunyang Finger and the surroundings would become quiet.    

    

Currently, Ling Tian already had twenty Third grade spiritual medicine in his possession. If it was possible to not expose his own chrysanthemum seed, Ling Tian would naturally not be willing to take it out.    

    

Half a day later.    

    

Ling Tian who was rushing along the way frowned, he sensed a few familiar Spirit Qi, it was Violet Cloud Sect Disciple.    

    

The disciples of the same sect could not ignore it. Ling Tian rushed into the forest, towards the direction of the aura.    

    

After a short while, Ling Tian who had restrained his aura stopped at the top of a cliff. Below them was an open field, currently five female Hundred Herbs Peak disciples were running away with their swords raised in shock and fear as their clothes were dyed with their blood, and not far behind them was a sturdy man who was closely chasing after them with a large blood-stained sword in his hands.    

    

"Zi Wan, you go stall her!"    

    

When Xiao Chuchen, who was fleeing at the very front, saw the three hundred meters tall cliff, he immediately turned around and threw a palm strike directly at Zi Wan's chest. Catching him off guard, Zi Wan's figure was left behind, while the four women took the opportunity to climb up the cliff.    

    

"Hehe, so this is the behavior of the Ziyun Sect's core disciples. It has really broadened my horizons!"    

    

Tianshui Sect Yan Wuji caught up, but laughed coldly when she saw this Zi Wan: "You do have some guts, but you must die. But don't worry, they won't be able to escape from my grasp and will be able to accompany you very soon! "    

    

As Yan Wuji's sinister voice fell, the broadsword in his hand released a water colored vortex, the aura of someone at the peak of the late stage of the Pi Quan exploding outwards.    

    

"Hua!"    

    

"Wave Chasing Chop!"    

    

Yan Wuji's eyes surged with a bloodthirsty red light, the broadsword in his hand condensed into a Yuan Qi that was like a huge wave, about to slash down towards Zi Wan.    

    

It caused Zi Wan to instantly despair as she fell onto the ground.    

    

The current her was still in the early stages of the Pi Quan. No matter what, she could not withstand a single one of Yan Wuji's sword attacks.    

    

"Elder Brother Ling Tian, I will be repaying you in my next life ?" Zi Wan was not afraid, but he closed his eyes and two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

But just at this moment, a silver light fell from the sky hurriedly, and with a clang, it directly struck the Great sword in Yan Wuji's hands. The huge power would force him to use Wave Rush Slash and if he was able to use it in the future, then he would die in the womb. He would die.    

    

A Cyan Robed Warriors descended from the cliff and stood in front of Zi Wan.    

    

Yan Wuji who was pushed back more than ten steps revealed a sinister look, and bellowed: "Who are you?!"    

    

He was fully aware of his Wave Slash Blade, but his hands that were holding onto his sword were trembling uncontrollably. The strength that was transmitted from the silver rod was too great!    

    

"Brat, you are ruining my plans. You are courting death!"    

    

Cyan Robed Warriors raised his gaze slightly, and glanced at Yan Wuji indifferently, but he did not care, and caught the silver rod that was falling from the sky in his hand, then fell down onto the ground.    

    

Yan Wuji was startled, then his eyes immediately filled with berserk rage, he never thought that a mere early stage Pi Quan Martial Cultivator who relied on her weapon would actually dare to look down on him like that, this kind of action, was no different from slapping his face, she could not endure it.    

    

Sensing that the eyes of the Ziyun Sect people behind the figure had changed, Yan Wuji could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and was about to erupt.    

    

"Are, are you deaf!"    

    

Ling Tianyao, who was holding onto the zephyr stick, shook his head as if he had not heard Yan Wuji's words. Then, he turned around and helped Zi Wan up from the ground.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

After being continuously slapped on the face, even if he was a little afraid of the silver rod in his hands, Yan Wuji had completely erupted at this moment. With an angry roar, the broadsword in his hands flashed and slashed wave after wave at Ling Tian's back.    

    

Compared to just now, the aura of this sword was much stronger. If it was an early stage Martial Cultivator, even if he had a top-grade weapon, he definitely would not be able to receive it! Even if he didn't die, he would at least be severely injured.    

    

"Be careful!" Zi Wan cried in alarm.    

    

In their eyes, Ling Tian was a complete fool. How could a weak Martial Cultivator in the early stages of the Pi Quan challenge Yan Wuji?    

    

He was simply overestimating himself and seeking his own death.    

    

But just as Yan Wuji's Wave Chasing Chop was about to strike them, the Cyan Robed Warriors that they thought was a doomed person instantly raised her hand and pointed backwards, causing a violent storm to wreak havoc!    

    

The moment he pointed it out, thunder and fire combined to cause everyone's expression to change!    

    


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