Sword Venerable Ling Tian

In a split-second, Pei Xiuzhi's eyes revealed ripples, and her mouth became bitter.    

    

How many years had the Xiaoyao Academy been like this?    

    

And this scene, in the eyes of others, was even more shocking.    

    

Perhaps some people thought that Ling Tian might have the strength to defeat Yun Yang, since the former was at the top of the rankings in the Pellet Conference.    

    

But they never would have thought that Ling Tian only used such a short period of time.    

    

This Yun Yang's attainments in Array was not on the same level as Ling Tian's.    

    

At this very moment, those Martial Cultivator who had looked down upon Ling Tian earlier glanced at each other, opened their mouths wide, but were unable to say anything.    

    

And at this time, Nangong Yan also felt a sliver of threat, and with a stifled cough, his seductive eyes never left Ling Tian.    

    

In the distance,, who had just been captured by Nangong Yan, also crossed his arms as he watched the scene in front of his with interest.    

    

"Hur hur, it's quite interesting."    

    

Shangguan Lin was also the same, he was shocked in his heart, but Ling Tian's unfathomable depth caused him to feel extremely uncomfortable.    

    

After all, this was different from what Yun Yang had said.    

    

But towards a genius who had risen up without any background, Shangguan Lin rejected him from the bottom of his heart.    

    

This kind of person simply didn't deserve such glory.    

    

However, even though the people in the Mystical Machine Tower were different, on the eighth floor, Ling Tian had already soared, and went straight for the Ninth!    

    

And in the direction he was pointing, he didn't choose Nangong Yan who was shining so brightly.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

And right after Ling Tian had flown above the Ninth, a heaven-shaking dragon roar suddenly sounded from the Mystical Machine Tower.    

    

In a flash, it resounded throughout the entire Vermillion Bird Sect, and yes, both inside and outside the Vermillion Bird Sect, everyone looked over.    

    

This momentum had already surpassed the little divine body, the Six-tailed Spirit Fox, that Nangong Yan had just used.    

    

When everyone saw the Shadow suddenly rise from the Banner that Ling Tian was facing, they all cried out in alarm.    

    

"Jade scale horned dragon!"    

    

"The Grade Nine Martial Spirit is a Jade Scale Horned Dragon Martial Soul. Ling Tian has encountered Kunwu Academic Palace's current Chief disciple, Lin Feifan!"    

    

"This... This was the true physique of his divine body! One of the four monsters! This time, Ling Tian is cold. "    

    

"That's right, Lin Feifan rose to the top in the Dao Controlling Sect two years ago, rising from the Zhong State's martial way, and then lost all three of the young geniuses of the Sect. After entering the Kunwu Academic Palace, his cultivation increased by leaps and bounds, and he even received the position of a first-grade purple scaled Guard!"    

    

"Yeah, it's said that Lin Feifan has been chosen by the imperial family, and wants to recruit him as a county horse. In short, he has already reserved the location of the Office of the Crown Prince!"    

    

"This Ling Tian is really unlucky. Meeting Dragon Demon Lin Feifan, he's bound to lose!"    

    

All of a sudden, the entire Mystical Machine Tower was in an uproar. Looking at the horned dragon Martial Soul, everyone felt that Ling Tian's luck had gone downhill.    

    

"It's over."    

    

Pei Xiuzhi stomped her feet, her face filled with worry.    

    

As a Martial Cultivator, he naturally knew what Lin Feifan represented.    

    

"Oh, it's my first time seeing Grade Nine Martial Spirit, it's a little strong, huh!" Zhang Kaifeng and the rest were all enjoying the show.    

    

Zhao Yiran looked at Qin Mingyue, who was beside him, and was also a little surprised: "Junior Sister, are you not worried about him? This Lin Feifan, even our Ethereal Congealing Palace's Chief disciple Bu Feiyan is willing to admit defeat! "    

    

"Don't worry, I believe in him ?"    

    

Qin Mingyue nodded, she did not appear to be panicking at all.    

    

After all, Ling Tian only needed to receive one blow, and wasn't in any sort of danger.    

    

"Oh ?" Zhao Yiran nodded, she seemed to have thought of something and no longer spoke.    

    

As for Shangguan Lin and Nangong Yan, a hint of a cold smile surfaced on their faces.    

    

Ling Tian, you shouldn't have provoked my Kunwu Academic Palace.    

    

Shangguan Lin sneered in a low voice.    

    

"Buzz!"    

    

But just at this moment, on the Mystical Machine Tower, Jin Hua suddenly bloomed!    

    

Everyone widened their eyes. On top of the Banner, after the jade colored horned dragon roared, it turned into an extremely condensed form of a fist that smashed towards Ling Tian.    

    

Although the fist was not big, there was the sound of a dragon's roar and its momentum was astonishing.    

    

The punch Lin Feifan hid among the Banner two years ago already contained a combat power comparable to the Appearance Mantra, causing one to have no choice but to cry out.    

    

If Nangong Yan were to meet this fist, even if he could block it, he would definitely not be safe and sound. At the very least, he would definitely be thrown out of Mystical Machine Tower.    

    

However, at the same time that the horned dragon condensed a fist tip, Ling Tian's clothes started to flutter, a burst of gold light started to burst out from his body, like flowing gold lava, a dense gold light started to circulate around Ling Tian's body.    

    

In a moment, the golden light condensed behind Ling Tian, transforming into the image of a dragon elephant.    

    

In an instant, Ling Tian's profound strength had reached a terrifying level.    

    

The surging Body energy set off a whirlwind in the ninth floor of Mystery.    

    

"Sss, this guy's energy fluctuation is so strong!"    

    

Just as everyone was about to exclaim in shock, Ling Tian who was on top of the Mystical Machine Tower had already raised his fist, and the roar of a dragon resonated through the heaven and earth.    

    

In the next moment, one green and one gold, the two fists collided with a loud bang.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

It was no longer a loud sound.    

    

The powerful impact from the energy had melted the Air. In the blink of an eye, the shock wave exploded from the point of contact between the two Martial Skill s, spreading out in all directions.    

    

Beneath the Mystical Machine Tower, the Martial Cultivator s who could not dodge in time were even sent flying far away.    

    

The hundred Banner s on the entire Mystical Machine Tower were hanging there with a swishing sound, the Array on their bodies constantly flickering. If not for the protection of the great array formation of the Mystical Machine Tower, the barriers around the Banner would have been shattered by the impact.    

    

By the time the smoke and dust had dispersed, there were no longer any Martial Cultivator standing in the surrounding three thousand meters around the Mystical Machine Tower.    

    

Everyone thought of something and looked up towards the Mystical Machine Tower. They saw a person clad in gold, already standing on top of the Ninth Tower.    

    

He stood there steadily, his black hair fluttering in the wind. Even the golden light surrounding him had begun to fade, appearing to be at ease.    

    

"He succeeded!"    

    

"This Ling Tian, he actually blocked a punch from one of the Four Demons, Lin Feifan!"    

    

"I'm good, Lin Feifan used the power of his Grade Nine Martial Spirit!"    

    

"However, this Ling Tian doesn't seem to even use the Martial Soul, he only used the power of the Body, the Body is truly powerful!"    

    

Seeing that the figure on the Mystical Machine Tower had returned to normal, everyone gasped.    

    

Shangguan Lin of the Kunwu Academic Palace was even more so.    

    

He was very clear about how strong Lin Feifan was.    

    

Even if it was the Lin Feifan from two years ago, he himself, Shangguan Lin, would absolutely not be able to stop him.    

    

Yet this Ling Tian in front of him, who had been belittled to nothing by Yun Yang, was stopped just like that.    

    

This ? this was simply unacceptable.    

    

And at this time, Ling Tian was already standing on the ninth stage, as he extended his hand to press on top of Lin Feifan's Banner.    

    

At this moment, the hundred thousand sword shadow s in his body had already erupted, and spread along the Array pattern on the Banner barrier.    

    

Compared to setting up the formation, there was no need to doubt Ling Tian's ability to break through the formation.    

    

With the sword shadow in hand, no matter how strong the Array was, it was only a matter of time before Ling Tian.