The Immortal Taoist

"Master, the big thing is not good!"

"Is the master brother there?"

Outside the room of Lingdao, the voice of a foreign disciple sounded. In the act of the military field, they naturally know that the only one who can bring back the face of the sword of the **** is probably the only person who has the first person.

"whats the matter?"

The door opened and the Lingdao, who had a white robe, came out. Since this time, he has been practicing wild singularity. Now, he has reached the peak of his physical condition, and he is too strong compared to half a month ago.

"Master brother, Zhenwu Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong..."

A foreign disciple will simply say the things on the battlefield as quickly as possible. Zhenwu Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong said that they came to see the disciples of the Swordsmen of the Swordsmen. In fact, they were shameful and sorrowful.

"Go, go to the battlefield!"

"it is good!"

As a disciple of the Sword of Heaven, Ling Dao naturally does not allow other disciples to bully this disciple. Ling Dao said that he had to go to the martial arts field. These foreign disciples were also shocked. They were finally saved.

The disciples brought by Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong are all in the flesh, and they are just a discussion between the disciples. Even if the inner disciples of the Sword of Heaven are indignant, they can't shoot, and whoever makes them too high.

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"Don't be arrogant. When the master comes, you can definitely defeat you. That is, if the master does not come, you can be so arrogant!"

"That is, our master's strength is much stronger than ours. If the master is there, you are not worth mentioning!"

On the martial arts field, the disciples of the slashing swords are all angry, but unfortunately they can't take the Xuanwu Jianzong and the disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong. Now their only hope is that they are on Lingdao.

Outside the disciple, Dadao, Lingdao stood out and became the first disciple of the foreigner. Naturally, he became the master of all people. Now the disciples of the slashing swords have been swept by Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong.

"What **** master, the strongest of the bunch of waste, isn't it waste? What do you fight with us?"

"Is your master brother afraid that he is too scared to come over? Or else, how come it has not appeared yet?"

When Lingdao had just arrived at the military field, he heard these words from Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong disciples. Originally, he only came to help other disciples of the Swordsmen. He did not expect the disciples of Zhenwu Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong to point the finger at him.

"Master brother?"

"Master is here!"

"Great!"

Whether it is an injured disciple or a disciple of the onlookers, they are extremely excited. Originally, many people did not recognize Lingdao in their hearts, but at this moment, Lingdao still stood up, but won the respect of many foreign disciples.

"You are the master of their mouth? Look, not so good!"

Ke Zhennan said that the yin and yang are sullen, and Li Shengxiong is very tall and tall. In addition to his handsome looks, Ling Dao is not so strong and even thin. Earlier, Ke Zhennan knocked down a group of foreign disciples of the Sword of Heaven, and the momentum had reached the peak. He did not put Lingdao in his eyes.

"Lingdao, if you are not good, don't make a noise, at least you can keep your reputation. His strength is much stronger than that of Li Shengxiong. I don't know if you have a certain grasp?"

An elder of the Sword of Heaven, walked to Lingdao, the sound of the previous sentence was very small, and the latter voice became louder. He has already seen the strength of Ke Zhennan, and the strength demonstrated by Lingdao half a month ago is not the opponent of Ke Zhennan.

Unfortunately, the elder did not know that Lingdao did not show all strength half a month ago. Moreover, for half a month, Ling Dao has reached the peak of his physical condition, and he does not know how much stronger than half a month ago.

Lingdao slowly extended a finger, but it changed the face of the elder and other disciples. If Lingdao is only one-half, then the Sword of Heaven can't turn over this time.

The elders sighed. Over the years, the disciples of the sacred swords were bullied by the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong. It seems that this year is the same as before, even Lingdao is not against Ke Zhennan, not to mention other people.

"Ha ha ha, this is what you call a master? Laughing dead!"

Ke Zhennan laughed aloud, and the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong also laughed. They did not think that the disciple of the outer disciple of the slashing swordsman was so arrogant that he had only said that he had only one confidence.

"I mean, just deal with you, just a sword!"

The ridicule of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong disciples, Lingdao did not care, and soon they would not laugh. Sure enough, when Ling Dao’s words were just finished, the smiles of these disciples were solidified on the face.

"Hurricane!"

Ke Zhennan screamed, and Lingdao simply didn't put him in his eyes. Even the disciples of the Swordsmen are all a glimpse. Even if they have confidence in Lingdao, Lingdao can't say such arrogance.

"Less nonsense, you can pick me up and say!"

The crowd only felt a roar, and then a flash of lightning broke through the sky. If Xie Linger’s sword is already very fast, then Lingdao’s sword is really invisible, at least for the physical body, this is indeed the case.

When Ke Zhennan had not had time to get out of the sword, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. The sword of Lingdao has been inserted into his chest, and the blood has flowed out. Ke Zhennan looked at Lingdao incredibly, he lost like this?

"Look at the fact that you didn't kill my younger brother, only to leave your life, or else you are dead!"

Lingdao took out the long sword and there was a little blood on the tip of the sword. Ke Zhennan smiled bitterly, but he squatted on his chest and fell to the ground. In the Xuanwu Jianzong, a disciple immediately ran to him and bandaged the wound.

The whole performance of the military field is very quiet. The previous Lingdao sword was too fast. Ke Zhennan even did not pull out the sword, but it was already hit by Lingdao. Even Xie Linger was extremely shocked. Lingdao’s sword speed was faster than her, and it was much faster.

"Is this the master of the disciples of the Sword of Heaven?"

"How is it so powerful? How fast is that sword?"

The disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong are dumbfounded. Ke Zhennan ranked third among the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong, but even if it is the first, it is impossible to beat him with a sword. This is incredible, right?

"Whoever you have shot and hurt our disciples, I will stand up!"

Lingdao holds a sword, and the sword refers to all disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong and Zhenwu Jianzong. One person and one sword, but it is better than a thousand troops, and the style has overshadowed anyone in the field!