"There is a road to heaven and you don't take it. You take the initiative to seek death. You are greedy." The black-clothed sect leader said coldly. Do you also want to get some benefits from the ruins?
"I'm passing by and digging a grave for someone," Li Nian said.
Yang Jin, Sun Qi and Li Nian stood side by side.
"It's not a small talk. Let's see who digs who's grave and pays for my beloved grandson's life." Feng Batian roared and rushed towards him.
boom!
Suddenly, a sledgehammer fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of Feng Batian, blocking him.
Feng Batian turned his head and looked, and saw a group of people walking not far away, led by two powerful men of law. He couldn't help but look wary.
"Sir, please give me some face. I'll take this kid's head."
With a gloomy complexion and a nose like an aquiline, it was none other than the Bully Seventh Young Master's grandfather, the head of the Tang Sect, who was leading the team.
"There are two more oracles." Sun Qi glanced at the Tang Clan Master and the Tang Clan Grand Elder, and the difficulty of the challenge escalated.
"Have a grudge?" Yang Jin asked calmly.
"Yeah." Li Nian nodded.
"No problem, dig two more graves." The three-pointed gun in Yang Jin's hand whistled softly.
"Who is your Excellency?" The black-clothed sect leader looked at the Tang Sect Leader and said, "It's not worth it if we risk our lives for Li Nian."
"Jie the city, Tang Clan." The head of Tang Clan said, pointing fiercely at Li Nian: "This thief has a grudge against me, and I will take his head."
"I also have a grudge against him." Feng Batian stepped forward.
"He killed my grandson." The Tang Sect Master said through gritted teeth.
Feng Batian was stunned and asked: "How many?"
several?
The head of the Tang Sect was stunned and seemed to understand something. He closed his eyes and said angrily: "Seven."
Feng Batian couldn't help but look embarrassed, seven grandchildren died.
This hatred is indeed greater than his.
Although he felt like laughing inexplicably, Feng Batian still sympathized with the Tang Sect Master. After all, he was in the same boat.
"Brother, your style is a bit peculiar." At this time, Sun Qi looked at Li Nian, could it be that the swordsmanship practiced in Jianshan is specifically designed to cut off children and grandchildren?
"Coincidence, coincidence." Li Nian said awkwardly.
"Sun Qi, the hooked nose belongs to me, you go and kill the other one." Yang Jin said, since he had enmity with Li Nian, he asked Li Nian to kill two more.
at this time!
Feng Batian's hand was also held together with that of the Tang Sect Leader. Both old men had lost their grandsons. They cherished each other and understood each other, so they decided that Li Nian's head would be half of each other's.
"kill."
Feng Batian and Tang Sect Master rushed towards Li Nian at the same time.
"Your opponent is me."
The long stick in Sun Qi's hand crossed the spiritual light and hit the Tang Clan's elder with a leap, causing a heavy roar in the air.
At the same time, Yang Jin stepped forward like flying, like a dragonfly touching the water, his figure was elegant, and he shot the Tang clan master with a three-pointed gun.
"A bunch of brats who are overestimating their abilities." Feng Batian moved his palms together and released his spiritual form. It was a gray wolf, possessed by the law body. His five fingers drew sharp claws in the air, like sharp blades flying across the sky.
Cut to Li Nian.
"sword."
Li Nian raised his finger, and the sword spirit bloomed from his body, slashing forward and scattering the claw light.
Spirit state?
The leader of the Shangde Sect was surprised and reminded loudly: "This son of the Spiritual Flower Realm has shattered the locking bell of our sect and now has a spiritual form. Brother Feng, don't be careless."
The sound of the bell is still ringing in my ears.
Although the black-clothed sect master hated Li Nian's inner arrogance, he had to admit that Li Nian was a rare genius.
Especially the eleventh sword, which destroyed all the locking bells.
The material of the locking bell can withstand the realm of the oracle.
Feng Batian naturally would not be careless. In fact, as soon as he fought with Li Nian, he felt that Li Nian was difficult to deal with. Thinking of Feng Junming's death, all the proud men with talented and magical powers were killed by Li Nian. How could Feng Batian
Will you make a stupid mistake of underestimating the enemy?
After all, ginger is still spicy.
"The power of the law."
Ouch!!
As the Canglang Spirit Prime roared, a pressure suddenly swept over Feng Batian, and his momentum was shaken.
"Martial arts will." Li Nian said secretly.
The Ling Hua Realm controls spiritual power, the spiritual phase builds the Dharma Body outside the body, and the Enlightenment Dharma Realm understands the will of martial arts.
On the ninth floor of the sword tower, the mirror image of the unparalleled sword master suppresses Li Nian with his sword will.
Of course, the Wushuang Sword Master is such a genius, and his combat prowess is far beyond that of Feng Batian.
Even so, Li Nian immediately felt Feng Batian's martial arts will, which was the mystery of wind.
Whoosh!
With the blessing of martial arts will, Feng Batian's speed increased extremely quickly, and he slashed with his palms one after another, striking out fierce palm rays one after another at Li Nian.
But in Li Nian's eyes, the speed at which Feng Batian's martial arts will was added to his body was still not fast enough.
"Compared to your grandson, you are not much better."
Li Nian stepped on the divine walking step, his movements were ethereal and unpredictable. In his hand, the unparalleled sword spirit suddenly flashed a terrifying luster, almost condensing into substance. The power of the sword increased greatly, and he slashed down with the sword.
This sword is extremely fast, like a giant suddenly appearing.
Tsk!
With a scream, Feng Batian couldn't avoid it. What was even more terrifying was that his body and soul were cut in by Li Nian's sword.
Li Nian's sword ignores spiritual defense.
Immediately, this sword slashed out a bloody gash on Feng Batian's chest. If it weren't for his martial arts will, which allowed him to understand the secrets of the wind system, and his speed was much faster than that of ordinary oracles, this sword alone would have killed him on the spot.
.
"Sect Master, help me."
Fury mixed with shame, compared to surviving, there is no shame in asking for help, Feng Batian immediately called for help.
This scene also stunned the two elders of the Wind Clan.
Is the Enlightenment Realm not as good as the Spirit Realm?
"Boy, I have taught you to be respectful."
The leader of the black-clothed sect flew over and struck out with a palm. The shadow of a bronze bell appeared on his body, which was his spiritual form.
This bronze bell, which looks like a locking bell, is majestic and vicissitudes of life. It was immediately knocked off the top of Li Niang's head.
laugh!
Li Nian made a stroke with his sword, and the sword light cut the bronze bell in half.
In the space, an extremely fast shadow flashed across the space. Before the leader of the Shangde Sect could see it clearly, a flash of surprise flashed across his throat, giving off a faint coldness.
"Awe? Do you deserve it?"
Li Nian stopped in front of the black-clothed sect leader and stared at him coldly.
The black-clothed sect leader covered his throat with trembling hands, his facial features filled with pain. Then, he knelt on his legs in front of Li Nian, and his body slowly collapsed.
At first, he stood on the viewing platform, looking down at Li Nian from a high position.
Now, kneeling in front of Li Nian, he could only look up at the young man.
At first, he said something casually that he didn't like, and the young man won the first place and was not recognized.
And now.
Awe?
Just an ant with a sword.
"Sect Master." Elder Wu's eyes were about to burst. This scene made him fall into a huge shock.
Li Nian ranked first in the assessment, the bell rang ten times, and he was expelled by the sect leader.
But now, he was defeated by the young man's sword and looked like a clown.
Feng Batian was also frightened. He quickly retreated and looked at the Tang Sect's Shuangyufa. He was about to ask for help. The Tang Sect leader and Li Nian also had a hatred of killing Sun Sun and would not help him.
But when he turned around, Feng Batian felt like he was in a nightmare.
There, the mighty heavy hammer of the great elder of the Tang Sect was shattered into dust, and he was hit on the head by a metal rod. His face was covered with blood. Then, the body was smashed down from the air.
Poof!
The Tang Sect leader's chest was pierced by a three-pointed spear.
"Why?" Sect Master Tang looked at Yang Jin painfully.
His moves, his skills, and even his martial arts will and spirit seemed to be under Yang Jin's control and were useless.
Yang Jin smiled, pulled out the three-pointed gun, and was too lazy to respond. He didn't know the Yang family, and his ignorance was really pathetic.