Chapter 975

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Ling Xian is dressed in white, like snow like a fairy, flawless and unsullied, extraordinary and refined.

Especially after he shattered the unicorn, in the eyes of everyone, he came here like an immortal, making people awed.

"Your strongest magical power has been disintegrated by me. What other means are there, just use it."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, holding his left hand behind his back, showing the grand master's demeanor.

However, his words were not answered.

Tang Tian clenched his fists tightly, his blue veins burst out, and his entire face was distorted. However, he did not dare to move, not even to say a word.

Since the fallen unicorn was shattered by Ling Xian, his self-confidence and courage have also been shattered, so he does not dare to be presumptuous at all!

"Looks like you admit defeat."

Ling Xian glanced at this person lightly, and waved his sleeves casually, but he was as heavy as Mount Tai and blasted Tang Tian out.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Tang Tian was full of humiliation, but did not dare to resist. Because he knew that if he resisted, there was only one fate waiting for him.

die.

And he didn't want to die, so he didn't dare to move.

"You're good at it, let's go." Ling Xian said lightly, in his heart, Tang Tian was just a clown, so he didn't bother to care about it.

Hearing this, Tang Tian felt fortunate and humiliated at the same time.

He is the strongest descendant of the Tang family, and has always been aloof, controlling the life and death of others. However, at the moment, his life is in the hands of Ling Xian, which is simply a great shame!

Rather,

His footsteps involuntarily stepped back, which made his face feel so hot that he was almost ashamed.

Ling Xian didn't care about this, or he didn't look at Tang Tian at all, but turned his attention to the people present.

He is very clear that now he is a treasure, and many people will come to his own ideas. Even if he is already powerful, it is difficult to extinguish the fire of greed among the people.

Therefore, he looked around the audience and slowly said something to silence the audience.

"I know that you all want to snatch the feathered butterfly. Anyone who wants to snatch it, just do it."

The voice fell, and the scene was suddenly silent.

After that, the eyes of many people became hot, and some people showed hesitation.

After all, Ling Xian defeated Tang Tian by a strong force, and that kind of power frightened a group of people to some extent.

But more than that, it's hot.

No way, the feathered butterfly is too tempting, and it is a treasure that no creature can refuse!

Therefore, a man in Tsing Yi walked out immediately.

His face is handsome, his steps are firm, and he holds a blue and white umbrella.

"That's... Tsing Yi Jianjun!"

"What?! It turned out to be the long-established Tsing Yi Sword. Unexpectedly, he also came to the Dream Forest!"

"There is a good show to watch. This person was also a generation of geniuses back then. He once had a sturdy record of one person and one sword picking one city!"

"Yes, this person's cultivation base has reached the peak of choosing the way, and his sword intent has reached the peak, and his strength is terrifying!"

When they saw the man in Tsing Yi, the group of heroes spoke with surprise.

"Tsing Yi Jianjun?"

Ling Xian's expression was condensed, and he felt that this person was like a sword that opened the sky, with peerless sharpness and unstoppable sharpness.

Even him, there is a little bit of pressure.

"Just a little bit famous."

Sword Master Tsing Yi spoke indifferently and said: "You are very strong and a good opponent, but I will make a decision on the feathering butterfly."

"Then it depends on whether your sword is sharp enough."

Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, while the white clothes danced lightly, the invincible aura overflowed, shaking the Eight Wildernesses.

"Whether my sword is sharp, your blood, will tell you."

Sword Master Tsing Yi held a flower umbrella, pointed at Ling Xian from a distance, and locked him firmly with cold killing intent, saying: "I advise you, don't make senseless resistance, just hand over the feathered butterfly."

Hearing this, Ling Xian raised his brows and said tit for tat: "I also advise you, it is best to retreat immediately, so as not to lose face."

"Interesting, no one has dared to talk to me like this for many years."

Sword Master in Tsing Yi glanced at Ling Xian indifferently, the flower umbrella began to emit light, and at the same time, the cold killing intent went straight to Xiao Han!

The killing intent was so terrifying that everyone present immediately changed color.

And the next scene made everyone even more terrified.

I saw Tsing Yi Jianjun's expression turned cold, the flower paper umbrella in his hand slowly opened, and the sword energy condensed and formed, releasing a chill.

"In the name of the sword, I will grant you death!"

The words fell, and ten thousand swords roared, and each of them could crack the stone, which was extremely sharp.

"My life and death, you are not qualified to decide!"

Ling Xian stopped drinking, the killing sword in the body was running, accompanied by the blood-colored magic sword, and the blood light filled the sky in an instant, dyeing the sky red!

"Clang clang clang!"

The sword energy is endless, the blood is shining through the sky, and the two are intertwined in the mid-air, the flames of war are intertwined, and the clouds on the horizon are shattered.

Sword Master Tsing Yi held an umbrella in his left hand, and pinched a seal in his right hand.

And Ling Xian fights ten thousand swords with one sword. Although it seems small, it is not inferior, and it is full of sharpness. It is like the legendary sword of the world, one sword can be worth ten million swords!

This made Tsing Yi Jianjun raised his eyebrows, flew forward, drew a tricky angle with the umbrella in his hand, and slashed down!

Obviously, he planned to fight in close quarters. And this style of swordsmanship really can afford the word mysterious.

But in the aspect of close combat, Ling Xian is not afraid even if the Supreme is coming!

Since his debut, most battles have been close combat. Especially after his physical body became stronger, his experience in close combat became more and more abundant, not inferior to those old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years.

Therefore, even though this sword was mysterious and unparalleled, it was blocked by Ling Xian.

After that, his sword shocked the sky, and he returned with color!

"Hmph, I've been practicing Taoism for three hundred years and swords for three hundred years, how could you be able to stop me?"

Tsing Yi Jianjun sneered, replacing the sword with an umbrella, every move and every style was full of mystery and sharpness.

However, without exception, they were blocked by Ling Xian.

No matter how mysterious Tsing Yi Jianjun's moves are, he is perfectly defended and has no flaws. Not only that, he also took the opportunity to attack, and every sword was unstoppable, showing his edge.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Xian fought over a hundred moves with Sword Master Tsing Yi.

The two of you came and went, without giving in, and while feasting the eyes of everyone present, they were also deeply shocked.

Needless to say, Sword Master in Tsing Yi, he has been famous for a long time, and is recognized as a master of swordsmanship in the Northern Underworld. However, Ling Xian was able to average the autumn colors without falling behind, which naturally shocked everyone.

That is him, if it is replaced by someone else, even if he is undefeated at the moment, he will have to pay a lot of money.

After all, Sword Master Tsing Yi is recognized as a master of swordsmanship. How many people can compete with him for hundreds of strokes, but they are not inferior in the slightest?

"Damn!"

Unable to attack for a long time, Tsing Yi Jianjun looked gloomy and became more and more irritable.

He has been famous for a long time and is a figure of the older generation. However, after fighting for 300 rounds at this moment, he couldn't win a junior. How could he be so embarrassed?

At that moment, Sword Master Tsing Yi swayed his sword and retreated.

"Why, I know that I'm invincible, so I don't want to fight?"

Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the white clothes danced with the wind, showing the grand master's demeanor.

"Humph!"

Tsing Yi Jianjun looked cold, he looked at Ling Xian standing proudly, and slowly spit out a sentence full of killing intent.

"You forced me, don't blame me on Huangquan Road."