Ling Xian laughed angrily: "Obviously, Your Excellency wants to be unfavorable to Ling, why, you are not allowed to fight back, yes, I just want to kill everything, so what?"

Ling Xian's emotionless voice came into his ears, anyway, he had already torn his face, and now that he had reached a situation where either you died or I lived, of course Ling Xian didn't have to be polite. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good, good. ”

The middle-aged man laughed angrily.

In his heart, Ling Xian hated him to the bone, but now he was helpless.

His face was full of solemnity, he had lost his natal treasure, he had supernatural powers, and there was not much left, to say that he was not afraid at all, it was a lie.

Of course, on the surface, they do not show weakness, and if the other party discovers their own reality, then the situation is even worse.

In all fairness, this guy's scheming reaction is good, but in front of Ling Xian, it is the class that has an axe.

Ling Xian is such a smart person, where is it so easy to be fooled.

No matter what his origin was, if he lost his natal treasure, he was a tiger with his teeth extracted, so Ling Xian was not interested in talking to the other party at all, so he did it directly.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a thousand Jiao knives emerged, and then changed into countless sword lights, densely packed, flying towards the other party.

There are so many that they almost obscure a small half of the canopy.

Such a trick, if the other party did not lose the natal treasure, it would not be difficult to deal with, but at this moment, it is inevitable to be in a hurry.

It also deserves the bad luck of this middle-aged man.

If you change to another immortal cultivator, even if you don't have a natal magic weapon, you can drive other treasures to use it, even if the power is not as good, but it will never be without the power to fight back.

But he's different, this guy is a sword cultivator.

What is Sword Cultivation?

To put it simply, it is to concentrate on cultivating the magic weapon of the flying sword, and in addition to the natal flying sword, it almost does not drive other treasures.

In this way, its supernatural powers are naturally staggering, but once it loses its treasure, it is like a tiger without claws.

That's the case with the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Although he is reluctant to show weakness, as soon as he makes a move, he immediately stumbles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there is danger.

There really aren't any other treasures on this guy.

Such a scene was a little speechless in Ling Xian's eyes.

But it's not uncommon to think about it, although there are still some sword cultivators who will prepare one or two spare treasures on their bodies, but real masters often disdain to do so.

And the middle-aged man in front of him is undoubtedly one of the masters, which is naturally rare good news for himself.

Ling Xian was ecstatic in his heart, and while injecting more mana into the Qianjiao Knife, transforming into a dense sword light attack, he flicked his sleeve robe, the blue light flickered, and he took out another treasure.

It's a flying sword!

Of course, it is not his natal magic weapon, the Fire Phoenix Sword, but the Gubao Qingling Sword, but the power is also good.

Ling Xian did not hesitate to inject mana, and this treasure suddenly became a great light, and in a blink of an eye, it became much larger, ten zhang long, exuding a chilling sword light.

Giant Sword Fighting!

The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes had his pupils shrinking, although this move was not a great spell, but it could be cast so quickly, not to mention ordinary immortal cultivators, even if there were not many in the sword cultivation.

Stay, there is absolutely no good fruit, not to mention that the natal magic weapon has been lost, even if the natal magic weapon is still there, he may not be able to beat this guy.

The stronger the retreat in his heart, but the truth is that this is true, but there is no chance at all, Ling Xian's fighting experience is so rich, and he is extremely well connected with one move and one style, the other party wants to escape, but he can't even find a flaw.

Seeing the enlarged Qingling Sword slashing down, he sighed, and could only raise his hands and push it forward.

With its movements, dense runes appeared on the surface of its palm, and when it closed in the middle, it conjured up a pale blue ball of light the size of a skull.

Although the size is not large, the spiritual power emitted is extraordinary, and with a "whoosh", it is like a green spirit sword crashing over.

The rumbling sound came to the ears, and the crackling sound came one after another, and the attack of the Qingling Sword was actually blocked.

Ling Xian's expression was stunned at first, the other party was still so powerful with his bare hands?

But then his expression eased, because he noticed that the middle-aged man's face began to turn pale.

Obviously, this trick looks simple, but in fact, it can't be easily used, and maybe it will consume natal energy, no wonder it has so much power.

Thinking about this clearly, Ling Xian's face returned to a calm color, and while continuing to input mana into the two magic weapons, he raised his right hand again, ready to slap it towards his waist.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he knew his own magical powers, without the natal flying sword, it was equivalent to a tiger with a tooth extracted, and now he was left and right, if the other party took out other treasures, his little life today, but he would really explain it here.

As soon as he thought of this, a hint of cruelty flashed on his face.

There can be no hesitation, and there is no other choice.

So far, the only way to do this is to give up your life.

I saw him slap on the top of his head, and the golden light flashed, and he actually released Yuan Ying.

Then Yuan Ying took a small mouth and spit out a golden flying sword.

Of course, it's not a real sword, but it's a gathering of natal vitality, and it's extremely powerful.

The momentum was like a bamboo, and in just one round, the Qingling Sword flew back upside down, and then blocked the Qianjiao Sword.

After doing all this, his face showed a hint of tiredness, but he didn't stop his movements, reached out and patted his waist, and took out another spirit rune.

A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

Ling Xian looked at it but looked a little familiar.

"It's ......"

After only a moment's hesitation, Ling Xian recognized it.

"Random Teleporter!"

It has the same effect as its own random teleportation.

I don't know how the other party got such a precious spirit rune, needless to say, this is naturally a life-saving thing, and I have no choice but to take it out at this moment.

Just now, taking advantage of Yuan Ying's out-of-body experience, he finally won a little opportunity, and the middle-aged man naturally would not give up, and glanced at Ling Xian with resentment, and then the spirit talisman in his hand had begun to spontaneously combust without wind.

Countless runes flew in the wind, and immediately after, a mysterious and abnormal teleportation array was formed.

The middle-aged man did not hesitate, and stood up in a flash.

The sound of "whine" reached the ears, and the teleportation array began to take effect.

Ling Xian's face was extremely difficult to see, if the other party escaped, there would be endless troubles.

However, since the teleportation array has already taken effect, it is very difficult to stop it, and there is really nothing to be done about changing to an immortal cultivator, but what about yourself......

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

The other party is really smart but was mistaken by cleverness, could it be that after the scene just now, he hasn't guessed that he is good at the law of space?

Ling Xian didn't know what he was thinking, in fact, he really underestimated the other party. (To be continued.) )