In the early days of an immortal king who practiced immortal master level magical powers, he could easily leapfrog a stronger opponent.
This is also the advantage of holy land disciples. With the background of holy land, as long as they have enough talent to be accepted as disciples by holy land, then they will definitely be qualified to practice immortal master level magical powers.
If the talent is higher, then even the cultivation technique of the highest immortal level, the cultivation technique of the immortal sovereign, and even the top immortal emperor technique are possible.
Therefore, the disciples of the Holy Land are also divided into three, six or nine grades. This Tong Zhengqing is just the most ordinary, but for people with a bad background, it is already a superior and unattainable existence.
However, facing the immortal master-level supernatural powers Tong Zhengqing displayed, Lin Tian was awe-inspiring. He held the immortal sword and cut out nine times in an instant.
Kendo Nine Slashes!
With a loud sound, Tong Zhengqing's king-level fairy knife was slashed and flew out, causing an uproar in the audience.
"What a powerful kendo supernatural power!"
"At least it is an immortal master level supernatural power, maybe even stronger!"
"Who is this person? He has such top-notch magical powers, he is definitely not a silent person!"
This scene left many people dumbfounded, and it felt too incredible.
Tong Zhengqing was also shocked, and immediately retreated at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, he squeezed the magic technique again in his hand to urge another immortal master's magical power.
However, none of this has any effect on Lin Tian, because the supernatural powers he cultivated are not weaker than Tong Zhengqing, the holy land disciple, or even worse.
Adding to the gap between the two realms of cultivation, this battle has no more suspense.
A huge sword shadow appeared behind Lin Tian, his figure merged with the sword shadow, turned into a heavenly divine sword, and slashed towards the flying big seal.
boom!
The terrible sound resounded, and only the sound wave was transmitted through the array prohibition around the ring. It also made many people's eardrums hum, dizzy, and some people with low repair bases even had bleeding in the corners of their mouths and suffered internal injuries.
The golden seal of the king immortal weapon level was actually cut to pieces in the air. This scene made more people feel terrified.
That is the king's fairy!
To be able to smash the king's immortal weapon, in addition to its own cultivation base and supernatural powers must be strong enough, but also need to hold a more powerful immortal weapon.
Could it be that the person with the figure shrouded in the hat, the fairy sword he holds, is the treasure of the fairy king?
The golden seal is Tong Zhengqing's natal immortal weapon. The moment he was crushed, he himself was backlashed, spurting blood, and his face paled back.
At this moment, his heart was ashamed, his life celestial weapon was shattered, and it would take a lot of time if he wanted to re-practice it. This would affect his future entry speed and would be surpassed by other people of the same generation.
"Die!"
Lin Tian's figure was like a ghost, and the moment was approaching, the space fluctuated and came to Tong Zhengqing.
His body was surrounded by astonishing murderous intent, although it was a battle in the arena, but he did not say in advance that he could not kill each other.
With Lin Tian's deep hatred for the Holy Spirit Mountain, if Tong Zhengqing is not beheaded here, it will be hard to eliminate his hatred!
"stop!"
An angry shout sounded, and the more powerful descendants of Holy Land from Holy Spirit Mountain instantly rushed towards the ring.
However, it was too late to rescue him at this moment, sharp and terrifying sword lights flashed, Tong Zhengqing's head with wide eyes fluttered.
A sword light pierced into the center of his eyebrows, crushing his fairy spirits, and died!
"Presumptuous! You are so bold!"
The disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain who came to save him was furious. He didn't expect that in full view, someone would dare to kill the disciple of the Holy Land.
brush!
A figure fell on the ring, dressed in white, this person was also a disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain, but he was much stronger than Tong Zhengqing just now, and was also the cultivation base of the Immortal King's late stage.
He stared at Lin Tian wearing a hat with a gloomy expression, "Who are you? How dare you kill my disciple of Holy Spirit Mountain, I just asked you to stop, didn't you hear?"
"What are you?" Lin Tian sneered, showing no emotion at all, and also showed killing intent when facing the person.
"Holy Spirit Mountain's rubbish, it!" Lin Tian's tone was very cold.
Even when facing the descendants of Holy Spirit Mountain, Lin Tian was not afraid. Since he chose to kill people today, he has already prepared for the consequences of being chased and killed by the strong of Holy Spirit Mountain in the future.
"What an ignorant and arrogant man!"
The face of the man in white clothes on the opposite side became more gloomy, "This time the arena is just for competition. Everyone is on the order, but you are here to kill. Are you deliberately making trouble?"
"Why haven't I heard the saying that clicks to stop?"
Lin Tian dismissed it and said coldly: "If the person killed at this moment was me, would you still say this?"
"You don't tell the truth here, kill people, are you justified?" The white-clothed man was aggressive.
"In the immortal world, countless people are killed every day, and you strong men of the Holy Spirit Mountain have also killed many people. Are you right on the Holy Spirit Mountain?" Lin Tian sneered.
"Where's the madman, I dare to make trouble here, Brother Gu killed him!" Other holy land disciples said.
This stage of competition is the place where the descendants of these holy places are famous, but some people come out to make trouble at this time, which naturally arouses public anger.
Moreover, this person is of unknown origin, with a hat hidden head and tail, so whoever speaks at this time will tend to the Holy Spirit Mountain.
"Above the ring, life and death is up to you. If you feel unconvinced, you can fight with me." Lin Tian's fighting spirit was blazing, staring directly at the white-clothed man on the opposite side.
"This is the first time I have seen someone as arrogant as you. In that case, my ancient style has made you perfect!"
The man in white reported his name, the name Gufeng, which is still very famous among the descendants of the younger generation of Holy Spirit Mountain.
"Don't always put on a lofty appearance. You think I am arrogant, but in my eyes, you, Holy Spirit Mountain is the real arrogance." Lin Tian tit-for-tat.
"Arrogance also requires capital, and you undoubtedly have no qualifications!"
The ancient wind stepped forward, and a powerful aura rose from his body, and celestial lights flew out of his body, encircling his body, with various visions, like a thousand dragons galloping.
It can be seen from the momentum alone that the strength of this ancient style is far beyond Tong Zhengqing's.
"boom!"
At the same time, the terrifying killing intent spouted out of the ancient wind, like a volcano bursting out, obviously it was the cultivation base of the immortal king's later stage, but it gave people the feeling of facing an immortal monarch.
"The magical powers this person has cultivated should be at the highest level."
Behind the crowd near the ring, Luo Xiu had been quietly watching everything that happened on the ring.
What Lin Tian did was actually what he wanted to do, but he didn't expect that Lin Tian would hate the Holy Spirit Mountain so deeply that he would kill people as soon as he shot.
When things have reached this point, they are destined to be unable to do good. Luo Xiu also intends to watch the changes. If Lin Tian can't handle it, he will take action.
