Ye Xun'er clenched her hands tightly and looked at the stubborn figure with worried eyes.
From that day when she mentioned the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, this junior showed great interest.
However, Ye Xun'er thought that with Ling Tian's talent, there would be no chance of coveting the Ancient Sword of the Immortal Killer.
But she was wrong!
Big mistake.
She really didn't expect that this gentle and elegant second son of the Ling clan would be so stubborn in his heart.
Perhaps, this is the so-called flawless Taoist mind.
For a moment, Ye Xun'er felt a different kind of emotion.
She has always been disgusted with this kind of emotion, especially Yu Yuntian's behavior in the past few years, which really made her a little tired.
But inexplicably, when it was placed on Ling Tian, she unconsciously felt shortness of breath and trembling heart.
Supreme swordsmanship and strong background.
The most important thing is that he looks handsome!
Compared with Ling Tian, Yu Yuntian is just like a country man, rough and rude, jealous and comparing all the time. Why have you never thought about polishing your moral character?
Like a jade young master, a young master is like jade.
I'm talking about people like Junior Brother Ling Tian.
The corner of Ye Xun'er's mouth unconsciously raised a smile, showing his unparalleled elegance and amazing time.
Beside him, Yu Yuntian looked at the bewildered little junior sister, her palms already holding the cage.
There was an indescribable complex gloom in his eyes.
Junior sister Xun'er, you are mine, no one can take you away!
Ling Tian, what if you reach the top of the Immortal Road? In this Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, I am the direct descendant of the sect leader. I have ten thousand ways to kill you!
"boom!"
The shocking momentum fell from the sky, like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, plummeting thousands of miles.
And Ling Tian's figure finally stood firmly on the last step.
One step forward, you will find the Taoist artifact inherited from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals.
Take a step back...that's life!
If the wind is rough and the waves are not calm, the mind will not be stable. An island will lock a person!
Ling Xiao, I will use this sword to sacrifice my seven-year grudge!
Ling Tian looked up to the sky and roared, and the sole of his foot that had just fallen stepped forward again.
Above its body, the green light of the Tao Ze suddenly became strong, soaring straight into the sky, causing thousands of miles of clouds and waterfalls to fall from the sky.
The white clouds stirred and the wind swirled into the sky.
The Tao is prosperous!!
The sound of Tao spreads endlessly for thousands of miles!
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And in the storm, the young man's figure was like a sword, his white clothes were flowing with the wind, and his white and slender hand was finally holding the ancient sword.
"Buzz!!"
The situation in the world changed suddenly, and in just a short moment, the sky was filled with black clouds.
Countless thunders snaked across the sky, like divine punishment, trying to prevent this sword from being born.
Perhaps Ling Tian's strength was exhausted, or perhaps Heaven did not want him to bear this ray of immortal karma.
His palm was clenched tightly, but he was still unable to pull out the sword from the ancient platform.
The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords is silent.
Everyone looked at the figure standing on the top of the mountain, with a hint of disappointment deep in their eyes.
In the end, did it still fail?
Even though Ling Tian's talent is unparalleled and he possesses supreme sword skills, Zhu Xian... has a pride of his own that cannot be tamed by ordinary people.
"Why."
Waves of sighs came leisurely, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Tian.
So much so that when a figure suddenly walked slowly in front of the immortal road, they were not aware of it at all.
"Buzz!!"
It wasn't until the roar of the sword resounded again, faintly shattering the dark clouds, that everyone discovered that in front of the immortal road, a figure in white stood with hands behind his back, speeding toward the top of the mountain ten steps at a time.
"Gulu!"
"Did I see it wrong?"
"There seems to be a figure there?"
"who is it?!!"
"With such speed...he is even more evil than Ling Tian?!"
"How is it possible? Why is this person so strange? He doesn't seem to be from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords?"
"Isn't it possible? The sword path of our clan cannot be climbed by anyone without a sword. He can cause thousands of swords to roar together, so it must be..."
"It's Ling Xiao!!! It's Ling Xiao!!"
"What?! It's actually the Demon King! What is he going to do? Force his way into the sword path? How brave he is!"
For a moment, the entire Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords was in chaos, and several elders had even used their spiritual power to capture the young man who was climbing the mountain.
"stop!"
At this moment, Saint Lord Wanjian suddenly shouted coldly, with a hint of gloomy surprise on his brows.
How could this little bastard suddenly appear in his Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords?
Also, what is the purpose of him ascending the Immortal Road of Ten Thousand Swords?
Is it possible that he also wants the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals?
However, this Immortal Road of Ten Thousand Swords is the inheritance of the Holy Land, so naturally not just anyone can walk on it.
Above the divine generals, anyone who enters is a sign of emergence, and the sword inheritance is left behind, waiting for the destined disciple.
In other words, it is not that the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords does not want to stop Ling Xiao at this time, but looking at the entire Holy Land, who can catch up with the former on this sword road?
Walking like flying, without any hindrance.
This scene fell in the eyes of many Holy Land disciples, and instantly caused some vague misunderstandings in their hearts.
Is this still the Immortal Road of Ten Thousand Swords?
Is it possible that we are taking different paths?
Quite suddenly, many disciples showed eagerness to try, apparently feeling that they could do it again.
"Buzz buzz!"
The sound of thousands of swords chanting in unison lasted for a long time.
At this time, everyone seemed to feel that these ancient swords were not cheering, but more like mourning.
Especially when Ling Xiao's figure walked by, the ancient sword that had been buried for unknown years had a vague appearance of coming into being on its own.
"boom."
The entire sword path began to tremble for no reason.
The ancient swords trembled and struggled one after another, as if they were trying to break free from the constraints of the sword.
But Ling Xiao didn't care about this.
The kendo principles he integrated were directly stolen from the swordsman in white.
To be honest, Ling Xiao didn't know how far the latter's cultivation had reached.
But when he comes to the Four Wildernesses, his realm must be suppressed at the level of breaking the delusion.
In this way, you will not be resisted by the law of heaven.
One world, one rule.
Above Powu, you will reach the top of the Four Wildernesses, where you can become an "immortal" and step onto the Holy Land.
However, no matter what state the swordsman was in during his lifetime, the swordsmanship principles fused by Ling Xiao have already reached a state of great achievement.
If it hadn't been for Ye Qingchan, it would have been close to perfection.
It is not an exaggeration to cause such differences between heaven and earth.
only…
From this point of view, it seems that he really crushed a very powerful person to death without knowing it.
Of course, Ling Tian didn't know what happened behind him.
At this time, all his attention was focused on the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals.
But no matter how hard he tried, the sword seemed to have grown in the path of the sword, and no matter how he used it, it would not move at all.
"Could it be that...you and I are really not meant for each other!"
Ling Tian sighed, and the fatigue all over his body suddenly overflowed like a river.
But just when his vision went dark and he was about to give out his strength, a warm palm suddenly grasped his hand.
It was a slender palm as white as jade, and the warmth from it instantly dispelled all the haze in Ling Tian's heart.
For a moment, he actually felt an inexplicable peace of mind.
Until he turned around and saw the familiar face that had been lingering in his mind like a nightmare for seventeen years!!