The golden light roared, as fast as a meteor across the sky, and the momentum was awe-inspiring. However, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion was not panicked, only to see him raise his hand slightly, his index finger and middle finger pointed together into a sword-shaped, and a two-finger-wide spiritual qi sword poured out, meeting the golden light.

The aura of the sword is rich and brilliant. The sword intent on the sword body is surging, vast and profound, and extremely pure.

The golden light is like a light veil, vulnerable to a blow, and it is torn apart by the majestic sword qi in an instant, sprinkling a little golden light, and turning into nothingness.

The aura sword was still self-contained, and went straight towards Ling Tian, the momentum was loud, the whistling sound was deafening, the heaven and the earth changed color, the sun and the moon had no light, and there was a great momentum of destroying gold and cracking stones.

Ling Tian was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that person's aura sword to be so domineering. Although that golden light was triggered by him unintentionally, it should not be underestimated, and ordinary Jindan monks couldn't stop it with all their might. The man's aura sword shattered the golden light lightly, and the momentum was inexhaustible, and it continued to come towards him.

His expression was solemn, he raised his right hand, and his index finger pointed out, and the golden light was magnificent, as dazzling as a sun, and it was extremely hot.

"Poof!"

The big swastika collided with the aura sword, and the qi was great, causing a ripple in the air, and it shook out far away, rumbling like a tide, and the atmosphere was majestic.

The onlookers felt a piercing sound that shook their eardrums, and they hurriedly used their aura to resist. Then there was a gust of wind blowing, flying sand and stones, and the sky was dark, and everyone couldn't open their eyes for a while.

After a long time, the whistling stopped, the wind stopped, and everyone hurriedly looked at the source of the sound.

I saw that Ling Tian's finger was still stopped in mid-air, and his posture remained unchanged, as if he had been like this for eternity.

The swastika has turned into a little golden light and scattered into nothingness. And the aura sword sent by the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion was also missing at this time.

"Could it be that the aura sword and the swastika are on par and cancel each other out?" guessed one of the people in the crowd.

"I didn't expect someone to be able to block the blow of the Holy Son. One person recognized that it was the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion who sent out the aura sword, and he was shocked for a while.

In his eyes, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion was an otherworldly being, but he didn't expect that there was an unknown person who blocked his blow now, how could this not be surprising?

"No, that person didn't completely block it, didn't you see the faint blood stains on his fingers?" One person's sharp eyes saw the blood stains between Ling Tian's fingers.

I saw that the fingertips of Ling Tian's fingers that were still fixed in mid-air were dripping with red blood, crystal clear.

In the ethereal city, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion stood proudly, extremely arrogant.

However, Ling Tian stood on the spot, and he muttered, "I'm actually injured." ”

Ling Tian's flesh was stronger than the iron corpse, but he didn't want that person's aura sword to first scatter the golden light, then the swastika that scattered the swastika, and finally it could even pierce Ling Tian's fingers. Although the wound on his fingertips was small, it was injured after all, which made Ling Tian not be surprised.

"Brother Ling Tian, what's wrong with you, who injured you. An anxious voice came, and it turned out that Hua Min'er, who had been in a coma for so long, woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she found Ling Tian Ling Tian standing there in a daze, and then she found Ling Tian's bloody fingers, and she was so anxious that she broke free from Yao Yu's pull and rushed up.

"Min'er, you're awake, how do you feel. Ling Tian turned his head and saw Hua Min'er looking at him anxiously.

"It feels good. Hua Min'er saw that Ling Tian was fine, and her hanging heart was also put down, her pretty face was like frost condensation, and she said coldly: "Brother Ling Tian, who injured you." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a little hurt to talk to someone. Ling Tian smiled slightly, and raised his fingers, which were as smooth as ever, and they had already healed.

It's just that as he spoke, his eyes did not leave the Sword Pavilion Holy Son in the Ethereal City.

Seeing this, Hua Min'er followed his gaze, and saw that there were two people looking at Ling Tian, and she instantly knew that it was that person who hurt Ling Tian, she glared angrily, and her pretty face was slightly cold.

I saw her handprint change, and a green aura sword roared away, and Hua Min'er shot out angrily.

Hua Min'er's move was very abrupt, and when Ling Tian reacted, the aura sword had already struck, but it couldn't be intercepted.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion in the Ethereal City laughed helplessly, but he was unmoved. The Holy Maiden of the Sword Pavilion next to her smiled, and a silver bell-like laughter came out.

Then I saw her jade finger stretched out, and an aura sword similar to the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion gushed out, and a sword smashed Hua Min'er's aura sword, and the green aura overflowed, and then turned into nothingness. And although the aura sword sent out by the Sword Pavilion Holy Maiden was already very indifferent, it still came towards Ling Tian and the others.

"Min'er, stop. Ling Tian let out a low shout, a flash, and was already protected in front of Hua Min'er.

He slashed out with his swastika, this time the golden light was even richer than the last time, it seemed that Ling Tian was already a little guarded.

The swastika robbery refers to the aura sword, and a storm erupts, the swastika shatters and turns into a phantom, and then the aura sword is also broken piece by piece, but it turns into pieces and scatters, like metal fragments.

Hua Min'er's face changed, she knew that she had been defeated, and she was not the opponent of the woman in the city, so she simply stopped making a move. It's just that her small mouth is slightly pursed, and she looks angry, so cute.

However, the Holy Maiden of the Sword Pavilion in the city smiled brightly, and no longer made a move, standing aside.

Ling Tian saw Hua Min'er's aura sword and the woman's aura sword in the city, and he was thoughtful.

He came back to his senses and looked at the Sword Pavilion Holy Son in the Ethereal City steadily, his heart was full of thoughts, although he knew that the person's cultivation was higher than his own, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated so completely, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

"No, the ** of those two people is very strange, they don't need to pinch their hands at all to send out the aura sword, as if they have a sword in their bodies. And the aura sword emitted seems to be a real body, like a real sword, I underestimate them too much. Suddenly, Ling Tian's mind lit up and he discovered the peculiarity of the two of them.

"Min'er, get out of the way, I have one thing to be sure. Ling Tian's expression was solemn, and his tone was categorical, beyond question.

Seeing Ling Tian so resolute, Hua Min'er also knew that he must have discovered something, and knew that this was just a competition, and Ling Tian would not be in any danger. Although she was slightly aggrieved in her heart, she still obediently stepped back and stood with Yao Yu.

Seeing Hua Min'er retreat, Ling Tian's momentum suddenly increased, and a strong battle intent emerged, pointing directly at the man in the city, indomitable and arrogant.

Seeing this, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion in the Ethereal Ancient City knew that Ling Tian still discovered the specialness of his Spiritual Qi Sword, a smile of appreciation appeared on his handsome face, and then his sword finger stretched out, and another Spiritual Qi Sword condensed, roaring away, the momentum was even better, and the sword intent was surging.

Seeing this, Ling Tian knew that the swastika was invincible, he didn't dare to hold it up, and with a move in his right hand, the corpse slashing arrow had already come to his hand.

He regarded the corpse slashing arrow as a spear, and his right hand turned sharply, and the corpse slashing arrow circled like a spiritual snake, and the killing aura surged, and it was like a dragon soaring into the air, emitting thousands of golden lights. For a while, the arrows were heavy, and they smashed on the aura sword from time to time, making a clanging sound, and the aura sword shattered, and the fragments flew one after another, still like broken metal.

Ling Tian's eyes lit up, and he could see that the aura sword issued by the Sword Pavilion Holy Son was not like an ordinary aura sword, after being dispersed, the aura would collapse and turn into nothingness, but would turn into pieces of aura fragments. From this, we can see how condensed this spiritual qi sword is, it has turned from a gaseous state into a solid, comparable to a flying sword of the spirit weapon level, the power is extremely huge, it can pierce gold and crack stones, and it is no wonder that Ling Tian's strong body will also be injured.

"Sure enough, it's so strong, the Sword Pavilion can be the first sect of Tianmu Star, and there is really a certain amount of truth. Ling Tian said secretly, he had a certain understanding of the Sword Pavilion in his heart.

"It seems that I can't show any of my feet on this trip. Ling Tian secretly reminded himself.

Seeing that Ling Tian easily smashed the aura sword he had struck, the Sword Pavilion Holy Son secretly praised Ling Tian's superb body technique, which was able to react in an extreme amount of time, and then hit the aura sword.

You must know that the speed of the aura sword is extremely fast, reaching the front of Ling Tian's body in an instant, so fast, how can ordinary monks have time to react, even if they react, they will not have such a fast and agile body to smash the aura sword.

Only quick reactions, quick body movements can do this.

Seeing that the previous aura sword was not effective, the Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion was not discouraged, he smiled slightly, his hands came out together, and dozens of aura swords were shot out in an instant. The light of the aura sword flickered, changing, whistling and piercing the sky, and the sword roared endlessly.

The Aura Flying Sword pointed at all parts of Ling Tian's body, and for a while, it actually enveloped Ling Tian's vital points inside, allowing Ling Tian to have the slightest room to escape.

Seeing this, Ling Tian didn't panic, and the Phantom God Phantom Body Technique unfolded, and the speed reached a jaw-dropping level. In an instant, thousands of phantoms appeared, each of which held a corpse slashing arrow in his hand and struck at the aura sword.

"Poof!" "Zheng!" "Poof!"

The sound of the sword was endless, and the sound of the aura sword shattering continued, and in an instant, dozens of aura flying swords were shattered without exception, and the aura fragments flew one after another, passing through the air, and soon turned into aura and scattered in the heavens and the earth.

The Sword Pavilion Saint Son was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to look down on Ling Tian's body technique, he no longer condensed the Spiritual Qi Sword, because he knew that even if there were more Spiritual Qi Flying Sword, Ling Tian would be able to shatter it.

He laughed wildly, surging with boundless battle intent, and then rose into the air, heading towards Ling Tian like a flying sword.

The two of them were not close to each other, but the Sword Pavilion Saint Son was extremely fast, and in a matter of moments, he came to Ling Tian's face, his momentum was majestic, and he was unstoppable.

Ling Tian felt like a mountain pressing down, his body was a little difficult to turn, the Sword Pavilion Holy Son was domineering, like a big sword piercing the sky, and the sword intent was Ling Ran.

Ling Tian didn't dare to move at will, although there was only one man in front of him, he felt that there were thousands of flying swords in front of him, no matter which way he moved, the flying sword could penetrate him in the next second, and a strong sense of crisis spread throughout his body.

A cold sweat overflowed from Ling Tian's back, and suddenly, his heart trembled, he bit the tip of his tongue, and beat his spirit, the phantom body technique came out, and his figure turned sharply, he was already dozens of zhang away.

Where he had stood, an aura sword pierced through the stones, sending the rubble through the air and stone chips flying.

After a long time, the dust fell, and neither of them moved anymore, as if frozen.

A gust of wind blew, Ling Tian felt a chill around him, he looked down and saw that the sleeves of his clothes were cracked in a flash, turning into pieces and scattering around. It turned out that the sword qi of the previous aura sword was still crushing his sleeves, if it weren't for his speed, I was afraid that he would be crushed himself.

The power of the Sword Pavilion Holy Son's blow was terrifying!

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