Chapter 4075: Thunder Sword

There was a dazzling light in Wang Yihong's eyes, and his long sword pulled a sword flower and killed it.
The figures of Li Tian and Wang Yihong flickered quickly, and everyone couldn't see their movements at all, and could only judge their position from the clanging voice.
In the midair, the sword aura whistled, and the wind continued.
The movement here is a bit big, and everyone who has been on or off the ring watched.
"Is that kid the newcomer?"
A group of core disciples looked at Li Tian over there with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Wang Yihong's strength has reached the late stage of the fit, but his talent is definitely not weak. Even in the newcomer world, ordinary opponents of the same level can never defeat him, this can be seen.
However, Wang Yihong is still on par with Li Tian, ​​and from this we can also know Li Tian's strength.
Among these core disciples, one did not speak, but his eyes were the one who stared at Li Tian the most, and it was Wen Yan.
He didn't expect that Li Tian could come back, which really scared him, but, in contrast, the lightning on Li Tian made him even more surprised.
He seemed to have thought of something, a strange light flashed in his eyes, could it be...
"clang!"
The Immortal Sword in Li Tian's hand collided with Wang Yihong's Jinghong Sword, and the sound of the dragon's chants shook loudly.
"Good sword!"
Li Tian only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
"Do you have any more powerful tricks? Use them together."
Li Tian raised his eyes to look at each other.
"This sentence is for you."
Wang Yihong said, then, his body backed away, his long sword pointed towards the sky, and a surge of sword energy rushed out.
Li Tian looked at Wang Yihong, who was holding the sword and shifting his shape, and his eyes followed the opponent, but the man moved faster and faster, and finally couldn't see the figure clearly.
The sword aura in the mid-air is like a dragon frightened by a dragon, rising with the wind, disappearing with the wind, moving with the wind, above the ring, the sword aura seems to exist and disappear, and it appears from time to time.
"Pian Ruo Jinghong, like a dragon, like a closed moon in the light of a cloud, fluttering in the wind and returning to snow."
Li Tian whispered in his mouth, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said faintly: "This sword is good."
As soon as his voice fell, on the ring, the situation suddenly changed, and killing intent came from all directions.
"Okay!" Li Tian shouted, his body in the air, the fairy sword in his hand danced, the gust of wind suddenly rose, thunder was launched, and the thunder whip fell from the sky, and the rolling wave swept out.
A strong fighting spirit burst out of Li Tian's whole body, and his heart suddenly surged with endless pride, blood rushed in his chest, the fairy sword in his hand trembled, and the buzzing sound continued.
"The mountains and rivers have been with me, one sword and one song are endless!"
The corner of Li Tian's mouth was smiling, and his body was dancing in the air with one move and one move, opening and closing, with endless freedom and wanton in his freedom. The sword aura on all sides had surrounded him, but , He still dances the sword alone, as if entering his own world.
Yin Xingzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and for a long time, he shook his head.
Qin Shen noticed his movement and said with a light smile: "Sect Master, what does this mean."
"Mountains, rivers, sun and moon, the first time a young man came out." Yin Xingzhi said, he said: "He is not a thing in the pool, here, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep him."
"The Supreme Dao Sect can't keep it, where can I keep it."
Qin Shen said lightly, and the fan in his hand shook.
"Look at it," Yin Xingzhi didn't answer Qin Shen's words. He pointed to Li Tian and said, "He wants to realize the epiphany, the epiphany."
As soon as Yin Xingzhi's words fell, everyone felt the wind and clouds above their heads, and the dark clouds were about to destroy the city. The dark clouds came like a thousand horses, and within a short while, the wind suddenly rose.
On the arena, the fat man only felt that Wang Yihong's sword energy had become a big net, and Li Tian was firmly caught in the net, but the man still danced his sword alone in the air.
He noticed the changes in the sky, suddenly understood something, and stared at Li Tian with wide eyes.
Li Tian's body revolved in the air, and the fairy sword drew a long rainbow. The Changhong came out and disappeared gently into the air. However, many people saw... Wang Yihong's net broke through a hole.
The crowd hadn't reacted yet, and saw Li Tian stab westward with a sword, and a thunder whip fell from the sky and smashed on the ring.
Wang Yihong's sword net now has a big hole that can't be filled.
Li Tian kept moving, the sword in his hand danced constantly, cold light flashed, and the thunder whip struck down one after another, surrounding Li Tian one by one.
Wang Yihong's sword net was completely broken. He stood on the side and looked up at Li Tian in the sky.
He knew that he lost, it was a mess.
Li Tian's sword soared to the sky, and the lightning in his body burst out, entangled the fairy sword, and pierced the sky.
"Boom!"
Everyone heard a loud noise from the sky, and when they looked again, the endless thunder and lightning fell on Li Tian's sword one by one, and with one move he thundered and faintly jumped.
"this is……"
The crowd stared, before saying anything, Li Tian directly swung the sword in his hand.
"drink!"
A loud shout broke out, and a huge thunder net enveloped everyone's heads across the square, and a strong sense of oppression came.
However, after a while, Li Tian withdrew the sword, and the sky was bright.
"Fuck!"
On the quiet square, I don't know who is applauding. The next second, thunderous applause rang out from the entire square.
The fat man looked at Li Tian in a daze. He looked at Feng Qiao and said to himself: "This kid, when is this great?"
Feng Qiao didn't speak, but he clenched his fists, Xinyu's eyes were all on Li Tian.
"What is the name of this sword?" Wang Yihong asked.
"No name," Li Tian said, thinking of the sword he just swung at random, he said lightly: "Or it's called Jingleijian."
Wang Yihong glanced at Li Tian, ​​he didn't say anything, he took the initiative to walk off the ring, and the other three members of the Wang family naturally had no reason to stay away.
The air was still for a while, and the fat man scratched his head and said, "We won, why is there no one?"
"No. 77 wins."
A middle-aged man said, Li Tian and several talents stepped out of the ring.
"What do you think of him?" Qin Shen asked.
"The proud son of heaven," Qin Feng replied.
Qin Shen nodded, and immediately, a smile was drawn from the corner of his mouth, he approached the railing, looked at the people below, and said, "What I want is the proud son of heaven."
Qin Feng looked at Qin Shen, his mouth moved and said, "They are here."
"Heh," Qin Shen sneered. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It came just right."