Sword Master Ling Tian

At this moment, those warriors who repaired their swords, whether they were golden bodies or dharma facts, were really primordial spirits, suddenly stood up.

Looking at the court, the will that is several times stronger than the sword intent, the mouth opened in surprise!

Potential!

That is the realm above the mind.

On the way of martial arts, the difficulty of comprehending a realm is unmatched by the realm of cultivation.

And like that innate realm of Yuan Satisfaction, and even Peak Will, they are extremely rare existences.

Like the Tianjiao on the Zhan Tian list, except for Shen Tianlian, who is already in the realm of Faxiang, everyone else is also the pinnacle of will.

The power is more rare than the will of the pinnacle, it is almost inexistent, and among the great masters of the law, there are very few who understand the power.

In the power of the primordial spirit realm, momentum is common.

But let me ask how many warriors there are in the entire Southern Tang Dynasty, and how many of them can advance to the Dao Yuan Divine Realm?

Therefore, like Yunyang, it is almost unique to touch the'potential' with the golden body realm.

Although his will at this time, it is not considered a sword posture.

But it's far stronger than the sword intent!

"Damn, what is this, it's too scary!"

"Yun Yang touched the sword, no wonder he can suppress the power of the soul, too, too strong and too terrifying!"

"Ling Tian's strength is undoubted, but there is no way, this time Yunyang is really well prepared, the background is too deep!"

Yun Yang got up again and tilted the balance of this battle again.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Ling Tian.

If Ling Tian didn't have a hole card, then he might really lose to Yun Yang.

"Hehe, I just touched the'potential', then look at it, what is this!?"

However, Ling Tian under the boundless sword force, under his faceplate, a pair of dazzling star pupils, did not put the sword force in his eyes at all.

In the laughter, Feng raised his head and grew his hair, and the corner of his mouth under his visor was smiling. This smile is like a demon.

Accompanied by laughter, Ling Tian's sword hanging on the ground slowly raised.

And the one hundred thousand sword shadows gradually became solidified.

One hundred thousand thin sword shadows, like a hairspring, surrounded the blade of the sword. From a distance, it was a blazing fire.

At this moment, the swords in the hands of all the swordsman warriors could not stop shaking.

As if to come out of the sheath and worship the emperor!

"This is sword power!"

Lu Chen held the sword in his hand tightly. Even if he lost to Yun Yang, the face that had not changed in any way was full of coldness at this time.

It seemed that he was unyielding and unwilling to fight in his heart, and he was also aroused by this sword!

And in the stands, all the powers of the Yuanshen realm suddenly got up and looked at the Yuelong platform, the sword of fire, carrying the general momentum, directly swallowing the sword momentum above its head!

At this moment, almost everyone can't feel the momentum of Yunyang's sword. In their eyes, there is only the rising sword, that eye full of...flame!

"Flame sword power! This is definitely not just touching the edge of the sword power!"

"Yes, this is a true swordsman who was ordered to be a true swordsman, oh my god, Ling Tian actually realized the sword power at the peak of the golden body realm, is this still a human, this is the real evildoer?!"

"Yeah, it's really too exaggerated. The entire Southern Tang Dynasty seems to have not been recorded yet. Someone in the golden body realm would understand the sword power?"

"Hey, there seems to be one, do you still remember the sword Hou Gainie from three hundred years ago? He seemed to have understood the sword power at that time!"

"That Gai Nie who was sealed in the golden body realm, indeed, the Ling Tian is still a cloud, and it is enough to be tied with the Gai Nie three hundred years ago. I saw it back then, but Gai Nie’s sword power is not Not as powerful as Ling Tian!"

"Yes, this sword has flames, it's not comparable to ordinary swords!"

The terrifying flame sword power filled the entire Yuelong Square. Amidst the sound of thousands of swords, the light-armored youth on the battlefield, with long hair flying and dancing, were hunting and hunting in the wind in a mottled armor. A sword power turned into a violent wind, washing away in all directions of the yuelong battle platform.

Compared with him, the original dazzling light of Yunyang, the first son, was completely covered up.

"The world is like chess, it's really touching."

"Is Ling Tian going to win this final battle?"

Such scenes, like dreams, one after another, called miracles, really appeared in front of everyone.

Ling Tian, ​​who was not optimistic by everyone, was killed all the way, and right now, it seemed that he still had to win the final battle before the leader.

Since the Longmen Grand Contest began, things that had never been done by anyone in the academy would have to be done by Ling Tian.

At this moment, everyone in Xiaoyao Academy finally settled down.

On the high platform, the head of the lunatic asylum touched his beard, smirked, excited.

With the current momentum, Yun Yang could no longer stop Ling Tian in this battle.

The people in the audience were shocked, but if they were shocked, they were far incomparable to Yun Yang on the stage.

Feeling the astonishing sword power of the opponent, his face was extremely stiff, and he said coldly: "Sword power, this is impossible! How can you understand the sword power!"

"Why, you are only allowed to touch, and I am not allowed to comprehend it? Don't you want me to see what's going on, then take a look!"

As the voice fell, Ling Tian’s eyes burst into a little brilliance, dazzling like stars

boom!

The 100,000 sword shadows on his body rushed away in the blink of an eye and turned into a fire dragon. The long swords in the hands of the four parties in the Yuelong Square were no longer able to control, and they hummed and trembled.

"Damn it, I can't control it!"

"This sword is too strong..."

Several times before, he could barely control his own sword, but now Ling Tian was urging his sword, and many people could no longer control it.

"This sword is the first time I have used it. It depends on your ability!"

The cold light in Ling Tian's eyes burst out with cold killing intent.

Bang!

An indescribable flaming sword light bloomed from Ling Tian's hands. This sword was like a scorching sun, rushing to thunder, trying to cut the sky and the earth.

Sanyang Real Fire Slash!

Finally, above the Dragon Gate Grand Contest, Ling Tian displayed the first level of the secret sword technique!

"Damn, I will never lose, never!"

A crazy look broke out in Yun Yang's eyes, his whole body exploded, and he roared, pushing the technique to the limit. Under the skin on his face, faint blood lines appeared, which looked very strange.

The terrifying blood-colored vitality vibrated in his body again, and his body exploded with a more terrifying aura than before.

Even if Ling Tian mastered the flame sword power, he Yun Yang would not allow himself to lose to Ling Tian again, even at the expense of everything!

When he raised his hand, on the barren dust, a **** sword light was split.

Facing Ling Tian's sword, he slashed over.

"Blood Silence!"

Bang!

In an instant, at the moment when the sword touched, this huge leaping dragon battle platform could no longer be supported, and it fell apart and collapsed completely.

It seemed to be a high mountain that collapsed in front of everyone.

"Everyone, shoot!"

There was a cry from the referee, and in an instant, more than a dozen primordial spirit realm powers flashed over and joined hands to bless the enchantment.

Rumble!

The high battle platform, completely turned into ruins, turned into countless waste rocks, pitted, piled up on the ground.

Click!

In the center of the storm, someone saw a figure breaking through the dust.

In midair, blood suddenly sputtered out.

It's Yunyang!

Under this sword light containing the flame sword power, even if he had exhausted everything, he still couldn't resist.

A sword was cut in his chest, and the wound was terrifying. It penetrated his best armor, and blood was still falling ticking.

Yun Yang was completely defeated.