Sword Master Ling Tian

boom!

However, when Ling Tian saw the sword intent in the violent wind, a flame suddenly exploded in the violent wind.

The flame, like a fuse in the storm, instantly ignited under the violent wind.

The windy world in front of me instantly turned into a boundless sea of ​​flames!

Ling Tian seemed to stand under the long sky, witnessing his being gradually engulfed by flames.

That terrifying sword intent is like a real world of flames!

violent!

Click!

Suddenly a sound of thunder suddenly blasted into the sound of the long sky in the sea of ​​fire,

Then there was an extremely dazzling lightning slashed down.

Like a sharp sword, it split the sky of flames through a gap.

overbearing!

But just after this thunder.

The wind stopped and the fire went out.

Lei Yin.

The whole world once again turned into a chaos of nothingness.

But in this chaos, there are sword shadows suddenly flickering.

Like thousands of fireflies, gradually fragrant flowers, condensing into a series of words and patterns.

"Come here, my name is Tianji."

"This sword art is obtained when the deity established the immortal kingdom on the Lord."

"The Lord holds the sword under the sword of Jiuhua Mountain. After a century of understanding the sword, he finally became psychic and gained the sword intent of the gods. I was beside him, gained the surplus of swordsmanship, and the initial cultivation of the sword.

"My swordsmanship is dull, and I can't finally get the deep meaning in it. I've put a lot of hard work in vain. Now I am dead, but the Lord's gift must not be lost."

"My god, I mean to break the sword, bring the sword up to the master, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."

"If the visitor sees my broken sword and hears my residual sound, but the sword is repaired to comfort the lord, he will be rewarded."

The sound fell and disappeared instantly.

And the glow of the fireflies in the chaos had condensed into a thousand words, like a heavenly hub, manifesting in front of Ling Tian's eyes.

It is the Tianji Sixiang Sword Art written on it!

It turned out that what was hidden in the broken sword was the first chapter of the Sword Sutra when Tianji had not been revealed, named Tianji Four Elephants.

Just by receiving the image of the sword intent on the side of its main body, one can get such a powerful sword art.

I don't know the so-called master, what kind of tyrannical swordsmanship he obtained at that time under the Wu Jianfeng.

But anyway, this Tianji Four Elephant Sword Jue is strong enough.

According to Ling Tian's estimation, he can at least cultivate to the golden fairy realm!

And Jinxian, in this chaotic battlefield, the most top existence.

Therefore, the grade of this Tianji Sixiang Sword Art must have reached a terrifying situation.

The value is immeasurable.

After Ling Tian ascended to the fairy realm, his sword technique had never been updated.

This Tianji Sixiang Sword Art appeared at the right time.

Not only that, among the four elephants of Tianji, Ling Tian saw the three elephants of wind, fire and thunder. Although he does not know what the state of the fourth elephant is, the first three, without exception, are all in the kendo. Strong, extremely explosive existence.

It was exactly what Ling Tian wanted.

Ling Tian branded all the dense light and shadow in his mind.

Immediately, Jian Ying was recovered.

Huh!

Ling Tian's sight returned to Qingming again.

And the broken sword in front of the stone bed gradually turned into a dust of wind and poured into Ling Tian's body.

Feeling the 100,000 sword shadows in the body under the wind and dust of the sword intent, constantly consolidating, the strength of the sword domain skyrocketed.

Ling Tian knew that this time, he really benefited a lot.

"Oh, there's really no way to compare, I've been sitting here for a hundred years, but I didn't expect that the broken sword would just disappear like this."

"Well, if you can come a hundred years earlier, perhaps the strong sword intent above the broken sword can be absorbed by you, and then you will have a Dao-level sword domain."

The old man loosened his body and said with a smile.

"No, Senior has sat for a hundred years again, and he deserves to be able to obtain the power of such a sword domain."

Ling Tian got up without feeling any pity in his heart.

Before the power of his sword domain, under the touch of the sword like a dream, he was promoted to the power of the middle spirit sword domain.

Now that he has absorbed the participating sword intent from this broken sword, he has successfully broken through to the upper-level spirit-level sword domain in one fell swoop.

And when Chi Rushan realized the power of such a sword domain, he was already the seventh layer of the earth immortal.

Today, Ling Tian is no more than the triple peak of talent and earth immortal.

Already proud enough.

Moreover, Ling Tian also had self-confidence, and could rely on himself to break into the so-called Dao-level sword domain.

"Senior, now this broken sword has disappeared, can you leave this place now!"

Ling Tian could already feel that the shackles suppressed on the old man had disappeared.

"Hehe, no, although the shackles are no longer, I am as late as a mountain in the eyes of the world, after all, I am a dead person, and I can no longer face Sanqi.’

"Back then, her mother was killed by this sword intent. After giving birth to her, she left us."

"In these years, Rushanzhai, except for Sanqi, became the body of the hidden sword because of the influence of this sword intent, and survived.

Other people, in this Ruzanzhai, can not survive for three days, they will be strangled by the sword intent and Yihai will be killed violently. "

"And Sanqi always thought it was her own reason. She felt that she was an unknown person, and everything was because I harmed him."

Na Chi Rushan shook his head, two lines of tears gushing from the corner of his eyes.

"However, although I will not leave here, you must promise me to protect her before Sanqi actually breaks the seal in her body."

"If you can do it, I will be as late as a mountain, and I will be grateful!"

Ling Tian looked solemn.

It turns out that this late Sanqi is the biggest beneficiary of this broken sword.

Chi Rushan Wujian had obtained the Dao-level sword domain for a hundred years, but Chi Sanqi had achieved the body of the Hidden Sword.

"Senior don't worry, Miss Sanqi is kind-hearted, and Ling Tian will definitely protect her."

Ling Tian bowed his hands.

"Well, well, then you can leave!"

"Hope, you and I will have a goodbye day!"

The old man nodded and raised his hand.

That is, Ling Tian was sent out.

Standing in front of the solitary grave, watching the calm lake water sparkling under the moonlight.

The breeze blew, so Ling Tian almost felt that everything just now was nothing but a dream.

But the strength of the sword domain in his body, and the flashing totem and words in his mind, are so real.

"Huh, Tianji Four Elephant Sword..."

Ling Tian took a breath, turned around and swept down the mountain.

Now that the swordsmanship has been obtained, the big stone in Ling Tian's heart finally fell.

Then, the next step is the crazy promotion and repair.

...

In the following time, Ling Tian lived quite unrestrainedly.

Simply, counting money is soft.

There is no other reason, it is because the sword is like a dream.

Originally, the warriors in Haoran city died in Rushanzhai because they were afraid of violent death for no reason.

Therefore, even if that song is extremely beneficial to the sword warrior, he still refuses to come.

But three days later, everyone in Ling Tian swayed in front of Rushanzhai, which was to dispel their doubts.

Look, none of these people are dead, so good!

It must be that the curse of Rushan Zhai has disappeared, and it is no longer bad luck.

Therefore, more and more warriors poured in.

Ling Tian had to change the three-day performance interval into one day, and the admission fee also increased from one hundred immortal stones to 1,000 immortal stones.

But still, the group of warriors almost stepped on the threshold.