It is said that several masters of the immortal formation were invited to set up barriers around the ring to prevent the aftermath of the battle from injuring people around.
When Luo Xiu came here, a lot of people had gathered around the ring, and a stand was built not far from the ring. There were already many young talents seated on it, all with proud expressions and powerful Xiu For volatility.
Suddenly, a figure fell on the ring, dressed in white, proudly.
"In Xia Tong Zhengqing, any friend who wants to come up and enlighten me?"
As he spoke, the white-clothed young boy Zhengqing's early cultivation base surged, and the white-clothed hunting, the expression on his face was quite conceited, as if he regarded all his opponents as nothing.
Behind the crowd around the ring, Luo Xiu's eyes flashed a cold light, because as long as he was on the ring, he wanted to pursue Yan Yueer, so in his eyes he would be an opponent, a guy who owed lessons. .
"It's a great master of the Holy Spirit Race!"
"I heard that although this Tong Zhengqing does not have the blood of the Holy Spirit race, but he can be recruited by the Holy Spirit Mountain as a disciple, he must be a talented person."
"Is this to say? Those who can become descendants of the Holy Land must be geniuses. Otherwise, how could it be possible to cultivate to the realm of the fairy king at a young age?"
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and many people were looking forward to it, wanting to see who went up to fight.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a flash of light came and fell on the ring.
In an instant, everyone's eyes converged, and they saw the man in the hat who appeared on the ring.
"Your Excellency, please report your name." Tong Zhengqing saw his opponent appear, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"You don't need to know." The man in the hat had a cold voice.
Luo Xiu looked at from a distance. He didn’t have any surprises when Lin Tian came to power, because he knew that because of the forbidden situation that he was coerced by the Holy Spirit Race, Lin Tian’s heart must have great resentment towards the Holy Spirit Race. .
Since this Tong Zhengqing was from the Holy Spirit Mountain, Lin Tian would never show mercy.
And seeing that Lin Tian went up, Luo Xiu didn't worry anymore. He felt that today's matter might be very interesting.
"What an arrogant rat, my dignified disciple of Holy Spirit Mountain, don't you deserve to know your origin?" Tong Zhengqing showed an angry face. Few people dared to look down upon him as a disciple from the Holy Land.
"You are too much nonsense." Lin Tian stepped forward, murderously raging.
"court death!"
Tong Zhengqing shouted angrily, his body instantly turned into an afterimage, raised his hand with a palm print, and killed him towards Lin Tianzhen.
At the beginning of the war, all eyes were looked at in an instant. Since the ring was set down, then a battle was absolutely inevitable.
Many people think that there will be no suspense in this battle. Tong Zhengqing is a disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain. He dared to be the first to enter the ring, and he must have good combat power.
Lin Tian stood there and did not move, until Tong Zhengqing came to the front, a cold light flashed from his hand.
Cang!
The moment the cold light flashed, the sound of the unsheathed war sword sounded like piercing gold and cracking stones.
Generally speaking, let alone the realm of immortals, even the realm of gods and demons will put weapons into the body and sacrifice them at any time.
But Lin Tian seemed to have cultivated a completely different way of fighting. He held his sword in his hand.
The fairy sword was placed in the scabbard, and the moment it was unsheathed, the murderous intent was extremely high.
"puff!"
The blood splashed, to everyone's surprise, Tong Zhengqing's wrist was cut off, blood splashed, and back again and again in panic.
For a while, many people were shocked. Who is this man in the hat? Actually cut the holy land disciple with one sword?
Luo Xiu was smiling, he had already seen that what Lin Tian was cultivating was kendo, which was an extremely powerful martial art with an unparalleled combat power.
Swordsmanship, really speaking, is not a kind of rule, but a kind of martial arts. The rules of the heavens and the magic of the world can be integrated into the swordsmanship to enhance combat power.
But what Lin Tian cultivates is the rules of space, integrating the rules of space into the kendo, which is even more unpredictable, and the sword is amazing.
If you cultivate to a higher and deeper realm and integrate the three supreme rules into kendo, that is truly powerful and terrifying.
It's just that few people can cultivate to that level.
Above the ring, Tong Zhengqing quickly retreated, and his cultivation reached the realm of the immortal king, and he could already be reborn with a severed limb.
Under the operation of Xianyuan, his severed palm grew again, but his expression was still painful.
The reason for this is that there is sword intent in the wound, and the palm of the hand has grown out, but the wound has not disappeared.
Tong Zhengqing's face was ashen. He didn't expect that he would have a somersault when he came up. The opponent's sword gods and ghosts were unpredictable, making him afraid to continue close combat.
Thinking of this, the light from his pubic area flickered, and a large seal of golden light flew out.
The big seal was suspended above his head, and a golden light fell down like a curtain, protecting him.
"The king's fairy!"
Many people have an expression of envy in their eyes. This is a genius from the holy land. As long as the cultivation reaches the realm of the immortal king, he can enter the treasure house of the holy land to select materials and refine and improve his own life fairy tools.
Immediately afterwards, Tong Zhengqing offered another immortal weapon. This was an immortal knife shining with a blue halo. A strong pressure spread, making many people around the ring feel the oppression.
"Humph!"
Lin Tian, who was covering his face with a hat, let out a cold snort, his figure instantly disappeared in place, and directly moved to Tong Zhengqing's approach by means of spatial teleportation.
"brush!"
The unpredictable sword light appeared again, and the surrounding space was torn apart by the sword energy, and a large black crack appeared.
However, the defense of that Great Seal was indeed strong, and the golden light curtain made a loud roar, but it was not broken.
At the same time, Tong Zhengqing urged the immortal knife to kill, so that Lin Tian could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
After all, this Tong Zhengqing was born in a sacred place, and the cultivation techniques and supernatural powers he cultivated were both top-notch and top-notch, and the power of the two king immortal artifacts was also very powerful.
However, relying on the rules of space, Lin Tian easily avoided the attack of the fairy knife, and at the same time looked for an opportunity to attack the golden light curtain.
To support the defensive light curtain of the Great Seal, it also requires loss of cultivation level. Obviously Lin Tian is for the purpose of consuming opponents. His cultivation level is in the late stage of the fairy king, and Tong Zhengqing is in the early stage. Tian has more advantages.
If there are no surprises, there will be no suspense about the outcome of this competition.
As a descendant of the Holy Land, Tong Zhengqing is not a brainless idiot. He also saw the purpose of the other party, so he squeezed the Yin Jue with both hands to create magical powers.
"boom!"
A wave of lightning flew out of the fairy knife, and the endless lightning gathered into a huge thunder knife that was thousands of meters long. The breath of magical power locked Lin Tian, and he had nowhere to hide on this limited ring arena. .
Immortal master level supernatural power!
Luo Xiu's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he had cultivated the magical powers of the Immortal Master level, which was an advantage that all disciples of the Holy Land had.
