Sword Master Ling Tian

This is the wings of fire!

Ling Tian smiled at that Murong Zining.

It seems to be showing off.

Finally, this eldest lady who was once aloof, in one aspect, is completely inferior to herself.

How arrogant was that this city lord’s daughter was outside the city gate at the beginning?

Even though the relationship between the two of them eased because of a sword like a dream later, it was still a little weird.

In Rushanzhai, in addition to co-playing, Murong Zining still looks like a lofty figure, or that is the arrogance that comes from his bones.

"Hehe, good Ling Tian, ​​there is such an exquisite inscription on the armor I forged for you, even I don't have it."

"That's what you said too!"

Murong Zining said with a smile.

"You didn't ask me either?"

On the battle stage, Ling Tian spread his hands.

However, this scene falls in the eyes of people around, how do you feel that this conversation is weird?

Is this a test?

How does it look more like flirting?

In the hall, Murong frowned.

The secret path is broken.

My daughter is afraid that she will be confused again.

Why do you talk so much with Ling Tian in front of so many powerful people?

Behind the immortal envoy from Zhongyu Holy City, Zhang Jianling's face was already dark.

In the past three months, he had already forgotten that Ling Tian.

But now, this Ling Tian has earned enough eyeballs above the banquet of Tianjiao.

Now, I am engaged with Murong Zining,

Is there really any close relationship between them?

In the past three months, he invited Murong Zining several times, but was rejected.

"Something to die!"

Zhang Jianling clenched his fist in his sleeve.

"Jianling, Shaoan, don't be impatient, this Lingtian, there is no way to compare with you, you are a quasi-dao body!"

Wu Daozi laughed in a low voice.

"Elder, I am really, angry!"

Zhang Jianling's face was tense.

Before Zhang Jianling, he always convinced himself not to care about Ling Tian.

But this time, he really wanted to make a move.

"This Ling Tian, ​​don't irritate me in the end!"

"Otherwise, I don't care what Tianjiao's feast is or not!"

On the battlefield.

Murong Zining waved his hand.

"It's useless, even if you have the inscription pattern, you are not my opponent, unless you also hide your cultivation base, or you also have immortal soldiers of the Ninth Grade of Earth Immortal."

"Enough, come on, try, whoever wins will be the first!" Ling Tian did not continue to raise his cultivation base to the sixth level of the Earth Immortal.

Otherwise, it is really bullying Murong Zining.

"Hehe, to be honest, I really don't like you like this. Do you want to crush me?"

"Do you know what it means to win over me?"

A complex color suddenly flashed across Murong Zining's face.

"what?"

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Haha, that's all, you can't beat me even if you say it." Murong Zining shook his head.

"You seem to have something wrong, half talking? No, I want to know!"

Ling Tian was impatient.

"Hehe, if you want to beat me, let's see if you can block my punch!"

The smile on Murong Zining's face disappeared suddenly.

She raised the bare hand wrapped in our house, punched it sideways, and blasted it directly!

Hum!

Suddenly, the strong bright red flame above, a fierce phantom like a flame phoenix, burst toward Ling Tian.

As soon as the striker came out, the entire battle platform inside and outside was extremely red.

Like the rising sun, stepping out of the mountain with a terrifying heat wave!

"Yanhuang Yingri Fist!"

"Miss Murong, actually practiced this technique?"

"This is a genuine Heavenly Grade technique!"

"Yes, in fact, the boxer in front of you is far from the horror that the gods sacrificed, but it is obvious that Miss Murong has already caught a glimpse of the door."

"This punch is not easy to block!"

The strong crowd exclaimed.

Obviously, they knew this fighter.

And under the shining of this fiery fist, Ling Tian's pupils also shrank.

The second generation of the hidden Daoguan has a profound background.

This boxing technique is something other Tianjiao has never possessed.

However, his Jun Lei palm is not bad!

Ling Tian looked awe-inspiring and also folded his arms.

On the Qilin's armbands, flames rose with the thunder.

Immediately, Ling Tian opened his five fingers, condensed into a huge golden thunder palm, and appeared in front of him.

"Yizhong, Jun Lei Henyue!"

The big palm swept out, cracking the bricks on the battle platform wherever it went.

Unlike the Jun Lei that Ling Tian sacrificed before, this time, Ling Tian had almost no reservations.

With the blessings of Fire Wings and Earth Immortal's five-fold cultivation base, Ling Tian's palm is powerful enough to fight against Murong Zining's Yan Fist!

Suddenly, on the ancient battle platform of Jiugong Mountain, one red and one golden, two rays of light, as if two big days flying into the sky.

In the exclamation of everyone, the fists shook together.

Bang!

The first confrontation between the biggest dark horse and the daughter of the city lord's mansion was to make the mountains roar.

The technique without sacrificing the swords shook, set off a storm, and shook the battlefield enchantment crazily!

The smoke and dust have enveloped the ring, and no one can see the scene.

After three breaths.

Bang bang!

The two tremors sounded almost at the same time.

Everyone discovered that Ling Tian in the golden armor and Murong Zining, who was covered in flames, shook together on the barrier, almost falling off the battle platform.

Tie?

Both were shaken off, but neither was eliminated.

"Hey, this palm can actually compete with Yanhuang Yingri Fist?"

"It's amazing, the background of this child, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

All the strong people took a breath.

Although the two Tianjiao on the battlefield were shaken back, they all seemed to be fine.

This level of combat power is quite terrifying.

"Hehe, the lightning control of the heavenly rank level is unfamiliar to me."

"This little guy, where does the inheritance come from?"

Shen Chenyu rubbed his fingers, and felt more and more that there should be power behind Ling Tian.

Is it possible that it is from which holy city in the Central Region?

On the battle stage.

"Ahem!"

Murong Zining shook the dust off his body and looked at Ling Tian on the opposite side.

The energy above Ling Tian's thunder palm also surprised her.

She has never used this punching technique since she was perfected.

Unexpectedly, with a punch today, there was no merit.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are really ruthless!"

Ling Tian also walked up, shook his hand, "each other each other."

Murong Zining's boxing technique is not weak anymore.

"I'm serious!"

"Be careful, don't die!"

Murong Zining raised his brows lightly and gave Ling Tian a fierce look. He raised the fiery red war blade in his hand, and the flames filled the area. In a moment, the entire battle platform seemed to be enveloped by a sea of ​​flames.

Advanced Spirit Blade Domain!

Sure enough, Murong Zining's talent for swords was not inferior to Ling Tian at all.

However, the cultivation base of the fifth layer of the ground also comprehended the power of such a terrifying field.

At least, it was twice as powerful as her father before.

Murong Zining's footsteps stomped heavily on the ground, and the ancient battle platform shook violently under this foot.

Rumble!

The spreading flames set off a boundless wave.

Whoosh!

Murong Zining's body changed, the air exploded violently, and the whole person disappeared in the same place strangely.

Only a flame afterglow was left.

"So fast!"

A strange color flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and he secretly said that Murong Zining was a fire fighter, and his speed was also extremely fast.