Chapter 1580: Qi training battle

Taking the funeral sword from Li Tian's hand, the old madman was amazed.
"Be careful of lifelessness." After Li Tian waited until the old madman took over the funeral sword, he suddenly reminded him that he wanted to watch the old madman deflate.
The old madman took a look at Li Tian naturally, and then played with the funeral sword in his hand.
Burying Jian exudes a strong life-death, and begins to reject the old madman.
This kind of lifelessness, even Li Tian, ​​whose vitality in his body surpasses ordinary half a step, can't hold it. If the old madman is contaminated, he may become a skeleton.
But the old guy seemed to have no influence, and he still played with the funeral sword leisurely.
"It is rumored that Burying Jian Wushuang is the most powerful sword in the North Sword Immortal Sect besides the Immortal Sword, but because no one can control it, it ranks 11th."
The old madman murmured, no longer a cynical look, but very serious, with nostalgia in his eyes.
When he was young, he was very high-spirited, and he had seen this sword with her in the sword burial mound.
"Old Huyou, I didn't expect you to have some tricks, you can really hit ten?" Li Tian said teasingly. Pull the old madman out of the memory.
I thought that the old madman would still make jokes, but unexpectedly, this time the old madman looked at him very seriously and only said one word-yes.
At this moment, Li Tian felt as if the usual cynical old madman had changed. Suddenly there was a heavy qi.
"Hey, the young people don't worry, they all have old bones, and they need my old bones to play." The old madman said lightly.
He didn't look at Li Tian again, and didn't say anything. Instead, holding the compass in his left hand and the burial sword on his back, he walked down the mountain step by step.
"Great Devil, today's grace, the old man remembered."
"The old man will let you see what the real kendo is!"
The deep voice of the old madman came from deep in the dense forest of Ghost Mountain.
This time, Li Tian did not smile surprisingly.
The white-clothed ghost did not know where he came out again, looking at the back of the old madman, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In fact, both of them are the same, they are already half-dead, and they continue to live with one breath, and each time they shoot, the closer they are to death.
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The Immortal Dao Conference is held, and the first to compete is naturally the Qi training monks of the major forces.
Needless to say, the small forces of other sects have their competitions, and the super sects have their competitions. The two are not at the same level at all.
So the first two names have already been booked, either from Xianmeng or Beijian Xianmen.
The 100 cultivators in the Xian League are all true disciples. The lowest cultivation level is also the eighth level of Qi training. Of course, the eighth level of Qi training is the majority.
From the perspective of the camp, there are fewer cultivators above the eighth floor of the North Sword Immortal Gate. Not only Yue Kongling and Beiying’s true disciples, but also the previous generation stuck at the eighth and ninth levels of Qi training. The disciples, cultivation base and strength should not be underestimated.
"Miscellaneous from the North Sword Immortal Sect, let you see the power of our host Immortal Sect today!"
There was a big man in the Immortal Gate of Dongdao yelling, holding a heavy purple gold hammer in his hand, which looked like a powerful magic weapon.
For these ridicules, the North Sword Fairy Gate has always been cold-eyed, only knowing to draw the sword.
"kill!"
The North Sword Immortal Gate, the killing intent is permeated, and the sword aura is vertical.
Li Tian's heart was surging at the sight of Guishan, if it weren't for no sword in his hand, he really wanted to dance with the funeral sword.
Xianmeng and Beijian Xianmen are fighting!
Beiying was the first to bear the brunt, and the whole person was sharp and sharp, like a sword out of its sheath, slashing the world.
With a wave of his sword, a terrifying sword light shot away, and directly struck a middle-aged monk who practiced Qi in the Xian League.
Stabbed!
Even if the middle-aged monk used his whole body to defend against this sword light, he was still pierced by the defensive shield by the sword of Beiying, cut off an arm, and severely injured!
Just a single sword severely wounded an immortal monk!
A monstrous voice rang out among the 100,000 disciples of the North Sword Immortal Clan!
The people of the Immortal League looked very embarrassed. They had long heard that the Northern Shadow of the North Sword Immortal Gate was the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal, and the cultivation base was extremely powerful. They did not expect to be so powerful.
All those who participated in the battle in the fairy league looked at Yue Kongling, hoping that she could stop Beiying.
"Those ten people, give me all nine levels of Qi training." Yuekong's hands were a little bit, and an enchantment appeared, which directly enveloped dozens of people, including Beiying and Jiangning.
This incomparably beautiful woman wants to fight ten!
And Beiying is impressively listed!
Is she crazy?
Within the purple enchantment, Beiying and others did not feel relieved by the ten-to-one comparison, on the contrary, their expressions were very solemn.
Yue Kongling is not a fool, she can use one-to-ten, naturally with her means.
Everyone stared at the battlefield intensively, almost all their eyes condensed on Yue Kongling's body.
In their opinion, if Yue Kongling drags down the ten strongest members of the North Sword Immortal Gate, then it is certain that after the immortal alliance kills the other ninety persons, the immortal alliance will win this battle.
"Elder Tang, your disciple is really extraordinary and heroic." Nandan Dian Zhong Ming praised, he has always admired this extinct master.
It's a pity that Master Exterminator paid no attention to him. He kept staring at Dan Feng with his eyes, rubbing the ancient sword that changes color every seven days.
Is he coming? Elder Tang thought.
The battlefield of Qi training is very fierce, the moon sky spirit technique is constant, and the spiritual power is like a vast ocean. The ten people of Beiying and others are firmly suppressed and have the upper hand, making everyone stunned.
This woman, her cultivation level is enough to compete with Half-Step Foundation Building, she shouldn't be put on the battlefield of Qi training.
However, Yue Kongling's strength was unexpected, and a dark horse seemed to have emerged from the North Sword Immortal Gate.
She was wearing a black night gown with a black veil, and there were silk threads beating around her body.
That kind of thread, once it hits the monk, it can directly penetrate the monk.
unstoppable.
"Interestingly, there is a presence that can contend for half a step and build a foundation on both sides. The black-clothed sister has never heard of her reputation. The North Sword Immortal Gate can really hide genius."
what!
A ninth-level disciple of Qi Lian attacked Xu Ying, but Xu Ying's shadow picked it up from behind and directly penetrated.
This Hundred Ye Xing passer who has already set foot on the ninth level of Qi training seems to be absent-minded, sometimes looking in the direction of Ghost Mountain, thinking about what he is doing now.
Also watching the Sendo Conference.
"This...this is Baiyexing?" An old man among the crowd trembled and said.
Dongdao Immortal Gate is good at magic techniques, but they recognized that the most powerful technique is in the Northern Sword Immortal Gate. According to legend, no one except King Baiye can practice a successful technique
Hundred nights!
"This is Bai Ye Xing?" Seeing Xu Ying's figure disappearing and appearing from time to time, as if she was instantaneous, even a powerful person like Eight Dao Zhenren was extremely moved.