Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

The young man in white sighed, the deep meaning in his tone was obvious enough.

Ling Tian's ascent to the city may be successful.

But Ye Xun'er is sure to die.

Although there are ups and downs in her body, it is not Jian Yuan after all.

"Senior, is there any other way to make the two of us enter the Sword Tomb at the same time?"

Ling Tian shook his head, holding Ye Xun'er's jade hand tightly.

Ever since the God Killing Battle that day, Ling Tian no longer had a clan affiliation in his heart, but the two of them were the only ones engraved in his heart.

Brother, Xun'er.

The former protects him and urges him to move forward.

The latter waited silently, never leaving life or death.

Although now, this Longyuan Sword Tomb is an immortal creation, but if Xun'er is left behind, Ling Tian can't do it.

"It's not that there are other ways, but you... can't do it! Go back, you have attachments in your heart, and it's hard to reach the peak of the sword path."

The middle-aged man in white shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Senior, if you don't tell me, how do you know I can't do it?"

Ling Tian frowned slightly, a misty radiance lit up all over his body, and a bitter sword intent quietly diffused.

Between heaven and earth, there is a sound of sword chant that spreads thousands of miles away, leading to thousands of rays of light on the sword mountain, and the sword energy tearing the sky.

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man in white turned his head to look at the blood-clothed boy below, and saw waves in his eyes for the first time.

"Sword is great?"

"Senior, please tell me, is there any other way to make the two of us worship at the sword mound at the same time."

Ling Tian's eyes were clear, neither flattering nor humble.

"Have you seen this barrier of sword energy? If you can break through this barrier with one sword, you can take her up the mountain together."

The middle-aged man in white said calmly, although the blood-clothed boy did have some talent for swordsmanship, but the Great Wall of Sword Qi was formed by a ray of magic after the death of the sword fairy in the sword mound.

Among them, the sword intent can kill the Supreme.

Ling Tian is no more than a god emperor, so how could he break through this city?

In the way of the sword, talent is one thing, and sword heart is another.

Obviously, this young man has some ties in his heart, so it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

A woman, only when she dies is the opportunity for a sword cultivator to become the king of heaven and earth.

"Break the city?"

Ling Tian nodded slightly, let go of Ye Xun'er's jade hand, raised his foot and walked slowly towards the ten thousand zhang sword energy.

At this time, on the sword mountain, there are already many sword mound disciples standing.

It's just that there was a helpless smile in the eyes of everyone looking at the young man.

"This boy is quite courageous."

"Throughout the history, only the sword master broke the sky by cutting the dragon back then, and broke through this city. In the past 10 years, no one has ever been able to shake it."

"How sentient beings cultivate swords, it's nothing but misty rain and morning dew, and magic bubbles."

All the sword mound disciples shook their heads slightly, as if they were sorry, but they were not as sarcastic as the usual sect.

Those who can enter the sword mound are all evildoers who have no other distractions and pursue the true meaning of the way of swordsmanship.

This kind of person has a pure heart, regards the sword as his life, or has a cold personality, or is indifferent to the world, but has no evil intentions.

Ling Tianzong's posture, but he chose the most difficult way of worshiping the mountain in Jianzhong, which will inevitably attract sighs.

"But I heard that the young master of the Taikoo Ling Clan is unparalleled in swordsmanship. I don't know how to compare with my little brother, so what should I do?"

"Little senior brother is a contemporary sword idiot. His sword bones are natural. In terms of swordsmanship, who in the world can compete with him?"

Chapter 956, Sword Qi Great Wall

Mentioning this little brother Jianzhong, the eyes of all the disciples flickered with awe.

The Longyuan Seven Swords are not only the seven masters of the sword, but also the seven divine swords passed down from generation to generation in Jianzhong.

Only the most monstrous disciples of the contemporary era can be fortunate enough to inherit it and be revered as the Seven Swords.

And little brother Longyuan is the most evil swordsman in Jianzhong today. At the age of 170, he stepped into the realm of honor, slashed the immortals and demons all the way, achieved the Heavenly Sword God Vein, and was one of the Seven Swords, the Ten Gods Ranked third among the swords is Zichen Ancient Sword Summoning, standing at the pinnacle of swordsmen, and is one of the top ten sequences in the contemporary era.

Although! !

On the day Ling Xiao was born, he frightened thousands of people with his invincible sword posture, but in the eyes of Jianzhong disciples, the little brother Xiangtian is the No. 1 in contemporary kendo.

The name of Jian Chi resounds throughout the blue sky.

Even Sword Master Longyuan once said that there is no one in the sword posture facing the sky.

Of course, even a junior brother never broke the Great Wall with a sword.

How could this blood-clothed youth accomplish such a feat?

"Young man! This Great Wall of Sword Qi is transformed by the corpse Qi of the Sword Immortal. In your realm, once you are backlashed by it, you may damage your foundation, and you will never be able to recover."

The eyes of the middle-aged man in white were slightly fixed, and he reminded softly.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian! How about...how about I go back and find Brother Ling Xiao, and you can go up the mountain by yourself."

Ye Xun'er reached out and grabbed Ling Tian's arm, with a hint of worry in her voice.

Although she has great confidence in Ling Tian's sword posture.

Qualification is one thing, but strength is another.

Every trace of the sword intent permeating the Great Wall of Sword Qi made Ye Xun'er feel desperate.

No matter how strong Ling Tian was, he was no more than a god emperor, so how could he easily break through him?

"I've said it before, I won't let you go alone on this immortal journey."

Ling Tian raised his head, looked at the towering sword mountain in the distance and the figures on it, with a calm expression, as if he hadn't paid attention to the sky-shaking sword energy at all.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian..."

Ye Xun'er's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

With her talent, Ling Tian will leave her behind sooner or later.

Even if it wasn't for Master Ling Xiao, she might not have the qualifications to step into the upper realm.

So, ever since she came to Qingcang Realm, Ye Xun'er often worried that one day, she would lose sight of Ling Tian's back and be left far away by him.

What's more, this land of the upper realm is full of aura, and there are many arrogance and evildoers.

Ling Tian's beautiful face and supreme sword posture will definitely attract many eyes.

She, Ye Xun'er, is a disciple of Xiaozong from the lower realm, how can she be compared with this arrogant girl of Qing Cang?

Therefore, during this period of time, Ye Xun'er often fell into anxiety and panic.

Sometimes, whether you work hard or not is the upper limit of your talent, which limits your feelings.

Can! !

At this moment, Ling Tian's words inexplicably made Ye Xun'er feel more courageous.

Yes, even though her talent is limited, her experience with Ling Tian is beyond the reach of others.

Life and death depend on each other, this life will not change!

The big deal is to accompany him to fall, and then reincarnate!

"Ling Tian! You just go, I'll wait for you."

Ye Xun'er let out a long sigh of relief, but Ling Tian didn't say any more, and walked towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which was ten thousand ren high.

In his hands, the ancient sword of Jade Immortals gradually shone with brilliance, and an indescribable immortal force began to rise and fall from his body.

Above the void, the eyes of the middle-aged man in white were slightly condensed, and his heart became more and more emotional.

With this young man's sword posture and unfettered heart, it is enough to shine in Qingcang.

A pity, sigh.

"Senior Brother Wu, his... seems to be surnamed Ling?"

Behind him, the sword mound disciple suddenly exclaimed softly.

"Ling? Is it possible?"

The middle-aged man in white frowned slightly, but his eyes looked at Ling Tian with a little more meaning.

Rumor has it that the young master of the Ling clan has a superb sword posture and is known as invincible.

It's just that this person's cultivation base has reached the state of honor. Could it be that... two swordsman monsters appeared in the Ling clan at the same time?

"Buzz!"

Just as the middle-aged man in white was silently groaning, a resonant sword chant suddenly came from below him.

The situation in thousands of miles was changing in an instant, and I saw Ling Tian's footsteps suddenly stepped forward, his bloody clothes fluttered, his body turned into a frightened bird, and he rushed towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi with an indomitable attitude.

"This…"

On the sword mountain, many disciples were moved.

A swordsman has no ties to his heart, so he can move forward without hesitation.

But how did this young man, who clearly had a flawed Dao heart and was involved in common sentiments, take such steps to destroy the heavens?

"Om."

With three thousand sword intents, it turned into a mysterious light.

I saw Ling Tian held the sword in both hands, and slashed it down with a gesture of opening the sky.

"Nine Swords of Heaven, Kong!"

Like an ancient fairy god, suddenly relegated to the mortal world.

There is a faint divine sound of immortality, resounding leisurely through the sky.

Behind Ling Tian, ​​a misty fairy figure stepped through the void, holding the fairy ancient in his hand, and slashed out with that sword.

The azure dome died away, and the space of thousands of miles shattered like ice crystals.

Endless sword intent, crushing the universe and obliterating the way of heaven.

Eternal momentum, a sword out.

Three feet in front of you, called invincible.

The ten thousand zhang sword brilliance soars up and down, containing destruction and killing.

But Ling Tian's figure rushed into the Sword Qi Great Wall without hesitation after all, and disappeared without a trace.

The world is silent, and there is no sound.

At this time, whether it was the middle-aged man in white or the disciple on Jianshan Mountain, they all had extremely complicated expressions on their faces.

why?

The sword master once said that only when one's heart is free from other distractions can one transform one's body into a sword, unstoppable by gods and demons.

But how did this young man integrate the fetters and sword power into one?

"Om!!"

Before everyone could figure it out, there was a sudden buzzing sound resounding in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

On the sword mountain, thousands of swords chanted together, and turned into clouds of sword energy with extreme fierceness, covering the sky and the sun, and enveloping the entire sword mountain.

In the depths of the mountain range, suddenly there was a series of ancient and terrifying auras waking up from the retreat, looking up into the distance.

But at the foot of the mountain, the sword city trembled, about to collapse.