Chapter Fifty-Six: Fire Cloud Sword Technique
Elder Qingfeng, who was at the peak of the fusion period, thought that the dodge just now had reached the extreme, and with the wind as his number, speed had always been his strong point.
However, Lin Tianxing's speed was even greater, and his sword power was so strong that it was simply terrifying, and it seemed that even the air had become his arm, turning into a sword blade and pressing towards him.
Elder Qingfeng gritted his teeth, leaned forward, and was about to fly to the Great Ru Peak and ask for help from the first one.
The disciples of the Sword Cliff raised their heads one after another, watching the rare fighting method.
Basically, immortal cultivators above the fusion period, except for the battle of immortals and demons, rarely make a move on weekdays, watching an old and a young show the sword sect's mastery in the air.
However, they believed that the Qingfeng Elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone seemed to be completely at a disadvantage, and he was beaten by Lin Tianxing and fled, and he didn't even have room to fight back.
Zhao Shengnan got up from the ground and pointed to the sky and laughed, then ran to Jing Yao's side, helped her down, and said in a low voice:
"Your family Tianxing has helped you take revenge, this old man was crazy before, and now he is not reduced to a lost dog. ”
Jing Yao showed a wry smile, thinking that he didn't help me avenge me, the old lady broke his fairy sword, and according to his temperament, he didn't directly correct the old lady, which made me think if he was kicked in the head by a donkey.
Elder Qingfeng wanted to fly back to the Great Ru Peak several times, but Lin Tianxing's sword shadow had already formed a sword domain, and his skill could not be broken, so he could only be passively pumped above a radius of twenty meters.
He was forced to be helpless, and he had already begun to calculate the half hour that Lin Tianxing said.
"Tianxing, the time is almost up, haven't you finished venting your anger?"
Lin Tianxing didn't say a word, and what responded to Elder Qingfeng was an even more majestic sword pressure.
And Lin Tianxing is like a third party other than the human sword, coming and going without a trace.
Elder Qingfeng was beaten up until now, and he also thought about fighting back, but Lin Tianxing was too strong, so strong that Elder Qingfeng couldn't do anything.
He felt that Lin Tianxing seemed to be born to fight, the sword pressure was magnificent, the enemy did not fall, and his attacks were continuous.
And when Elder Qingfeng's loud voice fell into the ears of the miscellaneous disciples, it became different.
"The elder seems to be begging for mercy?"
"What do you mean, it seems that he is begging for mercy at all, but Lin Tianxing does not give up. By the way, why did Lin Tianxing fight Elder Qingfeng?"
"It seems like it's for a woman. ”
"Elder Qingfeng and Lin Tianxing robbing women?"
"Yes, the woman who was robbed is still standing in the ring. ”
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The rumors turned bad as they spread, and some people already imagined Elder Qingfeng as an obscene uncle, Lin Tianxing saw his lover being humiliated, of course he would not stand idly by, so there was this inexplicable fight.
The sigh of the Sword Cliff, Elder Qingfeng heard it in his ears, and he was even more annoyed.
His anger turned into Tianwei, and he wanted to face Lin Tianxing head-on, so that the disciples below could have a long insight, and close the mouth of the gibberish. What kind of character do you want the old man to be?
He also had a more important idea, that is, the after-dinner gossip of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the future was not a jerk by Lin Tianxing's head and face, but an evenly matched duel.
Elder Qingfeng's face was solemn, a few wisps of wrinkles shook violently, his hands pinched the seal, and one after another sword tricks were issued, mixed with the fire shadows in the sky, and they attacked Lin Tianxing one after another.
It's a pity that Lin Tianxing, who has entered the battle state, only has the opponent in his eyes, just like sealing the opponent within the five senses, any sound outside the sword domain is all isolated, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and the fire that came on instantly collapsed.