Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Once the aura of the Demon Subduing Rod had been completely accumulated, a bright light flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and the rod fiercely smashed into Xin Ziang's Sword Qi.    

    

"Subduing Demons!"    

    

Boom! *    

    

Under the might of the Dragon and Tiger, which devoured mountains and rivers, and carrying the vast might of a golden arhats, this Demon Subduing Rod directly destroyed Xin Ziang's Sword Qi. The vigorous Yuan Qi landed on Xin Ziang's armor and rumbled as it trembled.    

    

The protective Array on top of it dispersed on the spot, transforming into a star like Flame, flashing and landing on the ground.    

    

Xin Ziang was shocked, he spat out a Blood and after being pushed back a hundred meters, he flipped in the air and slapped on the hilt of sword's body. In the air, after spinning a few rounds, he finally managed to digest the elemental energy contained in Ling Tian's pole shadow.    

    

But the pole shadow still did not dissipate. After Xin Ziang had exhausted most of it, it smashed towards Yue Qingcang who was at the other side.    

    

Clang!    

    

Yue Qingcang, who was already in his hands, was not a match at all. A sliver of a Blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth, and he was once again sent flying a hundred meters away. However, as he retreated, the injuries he had accumulated previously all disappeared with a mouthful of blood.    

    

"Take another hit of my rod!"    

    

In the midst of the explosion of the green flames, Cheng Feiyu, who had activated the seventh grade Blue Steed Lion Martial Soul, arrived.    

    

"Haha, good stick method!"    

    

Ling Tian laughed out wildly, his entire body was dripping with joy and ecstasy.    

    

"This fellow is truly detestable ?"    

    

A strange light flashed through Xin Ziang's eyes. He completely did not expect that Ling Tian had just finished receiving his three major killing moves. There was actually such a strong will to fight. Between his brows, there was a wilful and unrestrained edge to it. There was not a single shred of cowardice or fear on his slightly youthful face.    

    

A strange light flashed, holding onto the sword tightly, the surging flame light converged once again and flashed towards Su Yun.    

    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

    

In the battlefield, among the Flame that rose from the ground, during the fierce battle between the three, they seemed to have never landed again. When the different colored Yuan Qi s that gathered in the aftermath scattered, it made the rising flames of war burn even brighter.    

    

In a short moment, Cheng Feiyu and Xin Ziang who had activated their Martial Soul surrounded and attacked together, releasing no less than ten moves.    

    

Ling Tian relied on his wind-travel and Flying Flame to deal with the two of them. The occasional counterattack was as fast as lightning, causing one to not dare to be the slightest bit careless.    

    

They had expected that with just a few people working together, they would be able to defeat Ling Tian in a single exchange. Not only did it not happen, it was even completely stabilized by him. What was even more unbelievable was that Ling Tian still did not pull out his sword, nor did he use the Martial Soul. It could even faintly be seen that Ling Tian did not use his Yuan Qi with all his might.    

    

This made both of them frown.    

    

Boom! *    

    

After another few moves, Ling Tian moved to the side in a flash, and stood with his hands behind his back.    

    

"Enough!"    

    

Ling Tian's deep eyes flashed with an ice-cold light, glaring at the two.    

    

After a few exchanges, the original mocking expression on Cheng Feiyu's and Xin Ziang's face had long disappeared. He was already fully aware of how powerful Ling Tian was.    

    

The other party was well-dressed, but the wounds on his body were more or less the best example.    

    

"Ling Tian, you have to get the hell out of the Yunzhou Martial Art after all!"    

    

Without any warning, a human figure suddenly appeared behind Ling Tian, an even more tyrannical blade edge formed of lightning, bringing with it a tyrannical Qi, it rushed towards Ling Tian who had just finished speaking.    

    

It's Yue Qingcang!    

    

The Qingtian Sect s who were the first to be blown away by Ling Tian, had hidden themselves to wait for an opportunity after failing to execute the Blue Lightning Slash in one strike.    

    

This time, he had seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.    

    

The sabre that was ready to strike had obviously been premeditated for a long time. Furthermore, the Yuan Qi on his body was in chaos, it was the appearance of someone who had just eaten a Gai Xiang Dan. This blade had squeezed all of Yue Qingcang's combat power dry, and even if Cheng Feiyu and Xin Ziang were to face him now, he would not be able to withstand it so easily.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

Ling Tian's eyes flashed with anger, and in his mind, Spiritual consciousness surged out. Yue Qingcang, whose aura was firmly locked onto Ling Tian, was momentarily startled. He sensed that Ling Tian's real body was actually not able to be captured.    

    

wind-travel!    

    

Amidst the hazy illusions, the pair of golden wings fluttered with a dazzling golden light like a great sun. Ling Tian soared into the sky like a vast sun.    

    

When the killing blade landed, it sliced through the air, causing Yue Qingcang's heart to sink.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Without giving him a chance to escape, Ling Tian, who was descending like the sun, turned around and punched him in the chest.    

    

Ka ka!    

    

The sound of ribs breaking could be heard, and Yue Qingcang's chest immediately caved in. Like a sandbag, he scurried out, fell from the Arena, and became dispirited.    

    

"Hu Chi!"    

    

In the eyes of the people below the stage, there were only two flashes of golden lightning on the Arena, and then a person suddenly flew out.    

    

"It's Yue Qingcang!"    

    

When the figure smashed onto the ground, the Crack Slate dragged out a deep ravine as it stopped. Only then did everyone recognize that the unguentum was already in pieces, and the person whose entire body was drenched in blood was Yue Qingcang!    

    

In this Martial Arts Conference, the only remaining head disciple of the Qingtian Sect s, from the time she went up on stage to the moment she was knocked down by Ling Tian, did not manage to hit Ling Tian in one move.    

    

And on the third punch, it was finally smashed down by Ling Tian.    

    

From the looks of it, the other party had not taken the previous two punches seriously at all.    

    

"Cang'er!"    

    

On the high platform, Yue Qiong's figure flashed, and in the next moment, he appeared under the Arena, supporting Yue Qingcang who looked like mud, he extended his hand and probed his body, immediately becoming furious.    

    

"Ling Tian, you actually destroyed my grandson's meridians and aura sea!"    

    

Yue Qingcang was his biological grandson, and had been nurtured by him in his heart since he was young. He could never let him suffer any grievances, but now, he was beaten up like a dead dog by Ling Tian, and his foundation was even crippled.    

    

Thus, the young bloodline of the Qingtian Sect was cut off.    

    

In the face of old and new hatred, Yue Qiong was infuriated. He put Yue Qingcang down and the Grand master of Dharma Appearance's aura exploded, stirring up the wind and clouds!    

    

The Yuan Qi congealed into a sharp claw, about to tear apart the Array and grab Ling Tian!