"You don't need to be powerful to be my woman! As long as she is my woman, she is already much more noble than you trash."
Linghu Bin's eyes turned slightly cold, "Ling Tian, actually you should feel lucky! Fortunately, this is the Holy Relic Sword Field, otherwise what you face today will not be as simple as serious injury, I will kill you!"
The rules of the Holy Miracle Sword Field are that you cannot kill people, and you cannot break someone's arm or destroy someone's cultivation.
Therefore, Linghu Bin came here just to seriously injure Ling Tian.
He is well aware of the rules of the Holy Miracle Sword Field, and he also knows that although no Heavenly Sword Holyland elder appears in the light, there are actually more than one or two Heavenly Sword Holyland elders hiding in the dark.
If he kills Ling Tian today, he will definitely be punished by the Holy Land.
Even if Ling Tian is not a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
Because this rule is an iron law.
There is no room for negotiation. As long as a precedent is set, the rules of the Holy Miracle Sword Field will be gone.
"I think you should be the one who should be lucky."
Facing the imposing Linghu Bin, Ling Tian refused to give in and said with a sneer, "On that day, your woman, Han Huo and others were surrounded here, and they wanted to seriously hurt me just because they didn't like me! And I, too,
It’s because of the rules of the Holy Miracle Sword Field that I didn’t kill your woman. Otherwise, you should have no woman now.”
"Your mouth is really bad!"
Linghu Bin's eyes narrowed again, and then he uttered an extremely cold voice.
bass!
At this time, the pitch-black sword standing next to him suddenly shot up into the sky, flew into the void, and after a roar, it immediately fell into Linghu Bin's hand.
Linghu Bin held the sword in his hand, and his whole temperament gradually changed, exuding a domineering, tenacious, and powerful aura.
Above his head, there was a terrifying sword energy entrenched, forming a sword energy storm that roared there endlessly.
"You will pay a price for what you said and what you did months ago!"
After saying that, Linghu Bin slowly raised the long black sword in his hand, and a powerful sword force instantly gathered on him, and the aura of the ninth level of the True Essence Realm bloomed at this moment.
Then, a terrifying sword intent rose into the sky and filled the void.
The long black sword in his hand also bloomed with a dazzling brilliance at this moment.
"What is the meaning of this sword?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed for a moment, and his expression suddenly became a little serious.
Linghu Bin is the Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land and possesses the ninth level cultivation of the True Yuan Realm.
Naturally, Ling Tian would not underestimate the other party or treat the other party as Xiao Kuang.
But when he felt the sword intent from Linghu Bin, he still felt a little surprised.
We are both sword cultivators, but because we have taken different paths, we have also realized different sword meanings.
Ling Tian practiced the way of killing and slashing swords, and he also understood the meaning of killing and slashing swords.
But Linghu Bin cultivated the Sword of Love, and the will of the sword that he understood was the sword of love, which was tough, brilliant, and had the potential to move forward.
There is no doubt that Linghu Bin's understanding of the will of love has reached the third level.
It seems that it is a little stronger than the will to kill that Ling Tian has realized.
Linghu Bin's sword intent bloomed, and his strength instantly reached its peak.
Just when everyone thought he was going to use his sword against Ling Tian, they saw him slowly turning his head and looking towards Wan Zhiqiu.
His eyes were full of emotion.
"Zhiqiu, watch it!"
Linghu Bin smiled slightly and whispered.
At this moment, he was arrogant.
In his eyes, there was no Ling Tian, only Wan Zhiqiu.
The simple words seemed to express love to Wan Zhiqiu.
He is also telling everyone here that he will use his sword to prove his love for Wan Zhiqiu.
call!
Feeling the terrifying sword power and the tenacious sword intent of love on Linghu Bin's body, Ling Tian did not dare to be careless and immediately activated his Chaos Imperial Body.
He knew very well that if he did not use the power of chaos in this battle, he would never be Linghu Bin's opponent.
After all, his current cultivation level is still at the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm, which is four levels behind Linghu Bin.
But if he uses the power of chaos, he can make up for this gap to two levels.
The rich chaotic energy rushed out from his body, surrounded his side like clouds, and rose into the void after a moment.
Suddenly, the void above Ling Tian's head fell into haze under the influence of the energy of chaos. It was in sharp contrast to the scene of brilliant sword light where Linghu Bin was, as if they were two different worlds.
"It seems that my junior brother has cultivated the Chaos Scripture to the forty-third level and will soon catch up with the master."
Mu Feng, who was watching the battle silently from the side, suddenly became excited when he saw this scene.
There was even a rare look of excitement in his eyes.
"Master Mu Feng, why do I think your junior brother's sword power is not as strong as Linghu Bin's?"
Yue Xiyuan was a little confused. She was also a talented swordsman with a cultivation level of the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm. She could naturally tell the strength of the swords of Ling Tian and Linghu Bin.
Although the sword power on Ling Tian is indeed very strong, it cannot compare with Linghu Bin.
She wondered if Mu Feng couldn't see this.
But since you can see it, why does Mu Feng have such an expression on his face?
She had never seen Mu Feng so excited about anything.
"It's not important."
Mu Feng smiled.
It was normal for Yue Xiyuan not to understand what he was thinking.
So what if Linghu Bin’s sword is stronger?
No matter how strong he is, it has nothing to do with Mu Feng.
But Ling Tian is different!
Ling Tian and Mu Feng are both disciples of the Sword God Sect Cang Ya.
As the eldest disciple, Mu Feng knew very well what his master's greatest long-cherished wish was in his life.
The first is to cultivate the Chaos Sutra.
Secondly, I hope that some disciples can practice the Chaos Sutra.
Cang Ya obviously has no chance to fulfill this first long-cherished wish.
But now, at this age, Ling Tian has practiced the Chaos Scripture to the 43rd level, almost catching up with Cang Ya.
This undoubtedly made Mu Feng feel that he was getting closer and closer to the realization of his master's second long-cherished wish.
He is happy for Ling Tian and also happy for his master Cang Ya!
"Your sword is very good! No wonder you can defeat Xiao Kuang with one sword, but it's a pity that there is no comparison with me!"
Linghu Bin undoubtedly felt the power of the chaotic sword on Ling Tian.
But he didn't pay much attention to this.
A cold voice spoke out, and the sword in his hand was stabbed out at the same time.
The bright sword light flashes in the void, endless.
The sword intention of love fully bloomed at this moment, and it was so dazzling.
Thousands of brilliant and colorful sword lights shot out at the same time, turning into a colorful rain of swords and stabbing him.
"I don't think so!"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly and he spoke coldly.
He turned his hand to take out the Chaos Sword and swung it.
Endless sword shadows flickered out, and the third sword of the shadow was cast, the shadow sword rain.
But this time, the shadow sword rain was blessed by the power of chaos, and the blood color faded away, leaving only the meaning of endless darkness.
"Their sword moves are so terrifying..."
The crowd's eyes were slightly frozen, and they sighed inwardly.
The swords of the two are finally about to clash...