Meng Huai trembled when he heard this, and directly widened his eyes and looked at Ling Tian in disbelief: "Boy, what are you talking about? Do you have the ninth-grade spiritual medicine in your hand?"

Nine-grade spiritual medicine!

Extremely rare.

Even Luoxia Sect can't produce much.

If Ling Tian really has...

Meng Huai no longer dared to think about it, Ling Tian held his hands behind his back: "What are you thinking about? There are only two ways in front of you."

"Dead end!"

"Road!"

“It depends on how you choose.”

When Ling Tian said this, he even fell on Ma Ran's arm. Ma Ran instantly let out a pig-killing howl, his face was particularly pale, as if his arms were broken.

"you......"

Meng Huai was furious, then roared lowly, and rushed out in the blink of an eye: "Boy, let him go."

When he growled.

The offensive has arrived.

Meng Huai's long sword carried the power of breaking the sky and slashed towards Ling Tian. Facing Meng Huai's ability, Ling Tian frowned, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It seems you want to try the depth of this."

Whispering.

Lift your palm.

Then the Qingxuan Holy Sword was in his hand for a moment. With the holy sword in his hand for a moment, Ling Tian showed off his single sword spirit again. He stomped his feet and his figure rushed out in an instant, and a wave of afterimage was unstoppable to capture.

Meng Huai frowned, and a hint of surprise emerged in his heart: "What a terrible speed."

Although it was shocking, the sword was not as powerful as the sword. The long sword carried holy light and slashed towards Ling Tian with a powerful force to kill evil. The sword fell and the figure was broken, but Ling Tian's body was not stimulating at all.

"After shadow!"

Meng Huai exclaimed, but felt the sword energy rising behind him. He held a knife and blocked him behind him in a hurry.

Bang!

With the long sword crossed, Meng Huai felt a huge force like a mountain instilled in an instant. As the sword fell, the sword energy condensed, and gathered together like a tide.

Puff!

A stream of blood was immediately shot out from Meng Huai's mouth, and the long sword in his hand almost broke out from his palm. Ling Tian frowned and rushed up. How could Meng Huai resist this continuous attack?

His body kept retreating under the blockade of the sword shadow.

Just a blink of an eye.

Having reached the corner of the square, Ling Tian roared and his attack sank sharply. The Qingxuan Sword directly showed great power, and he instantly knocked away the long sword in Meng Huai's hand.

Boom!

The moment the long sword landed on the ground, Ling Tianqing shook and pointed his sword at Meng Huai's throat.

The cold sword energy.

It was like a tide, and it penetrated Meng Huai directly. The eyes of Ling Tian were also shocked. Then it smiled bitterly and shook its head: "Young Master, the sword technique is exquisite, I lost!"

"I want to kill and shave."

"Everything is the only one!"

When Meng Huai closed his eyes, he sighed in his heart: "It's really the waves of the Yangtze River pushing forward the waves."

Whispering between whispers.

The murderous intent dissipates.

Meng Huai was surprised. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Tian turning around and standing with his sword. His back was like a mountain, like a mountain, which was admirable. Meng Huai was a little surprised: "You..."

Ling Tian stood with his sword and whispered: "Killing you will not be of any benefit to me."

"What I need is a strong man who can gain a foothold in Luoxia Sect."

"You are the first choice!"

Ling Tianyan.

Meng Huai was shocked.

Ambition!

With the pure ambition, Meng Huai can feel unprecedented ambitions, but by the way, Meng Huai's heart—

Move!

When you are moved, the decision has been made.

thump!
Chapter completed!