The Immortal Taoist

"How could this be? Is it too fast for him to grow up?"

Ling Dao defeated the twelve disciples of the true atmosphere with one person's strength. It also shocked the heart of Ji Yuanliang's elders. He knows that Lingdao is very powerful. After all, he can become the first disciple of the foreigner. Which one is waste?

However, he never thought that Lingdao grew so fast. In just a few months, among the crackers of the sword, the strongest true disciple is already Lingdao. If he is given another few months, how strong should he be?

"Xin Yao, why are you a talented genius, not as good as that kid?"

Xiao Yashuang said that it is not as good as it is to lift Xia Xin Yao, and it is completely incomparable. It is true that Xia Xinyao’s growth is very fast, but compared with Lingdao, it can’t be seen. Lingdao is already the most powerful real-powered warrior in the cracked swords, and Xia Xinyao can't even be in the top 100.

The former Teng Shaofeng and Wei Jingshan were only able to sigh for a long time. Originally, they still wanted to increase their strength and find Lingdao to settle accounts, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary. The gap between them and Lingdao will only grow bigger and bigger, and will not shrink.

"Master, sorry..."

Xia Xinyao whispered, it is not her unhappiness, but Lingdao has risen too fast. In a few months, from the flesh, to the strongest true martial arts, even the superior genius, in front of Lingdao, can only be eclipsed.

"Hey, what's so good, if you have something to do with Ao Long, I have already removed you."

Zhou Xinghe is gloomy, and the higher the Lingdao achievement, the more angry he is. The raging anger, burning in the eyes, but he did not dare to sway Lingdao. Don't look at the look of the proud dragon, if it really angered the proud dragon, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable.

"Why didn't I use the sword that I gave him. If he used it, then the death will not be far!"

Lingdao uses the Lieyang sword, not the sword sent by Zhou Xinghe. Zhou Xinghe smeared a chronic poison on the sword. As long as Lingdao took the sword, he would soon die. However, if Lingdao does not use the sword, Zhou Xinghe is nothing.

"You have to think of a way to let him use the sword I gave him!"

Zhou Xinghe frowned, and now Lingdao’s talent has already been revealed. At the age of fifteen, he became the most powerful true-armed warrior of the Sword of Heaven. Such a disciple, Zongmen absolutely attaches great importance to it. Even if he wants to deal with Lingdao, he has to be careful.

If it is just a general disciple of true atmosphere, even if he is killed by Zhou Xinghe, at most he will only punish him for a meal. However, if he kills Lingdao, then his life may not be able to survive.

Although Duan Zhenghui is somewhat indecisive, as a sovereign, he naturally knows the importance of Ling Dao. The potential of Lingdao is endless, even if Zhou Xinghe is absolutely inferior. Zhou Xinghe is now rushing to the ground, and this life can break through to the Imperial Air, and it has already reached the top.

"A good inner disciple, Ling Dao, became a disciple of the inner door for only a few months, and he was able to become the first person of my disciples." On the talent, this lord has seen countless people in this life, and no one can Comparable to you.

At the Fighting Sword Congress, you will naturally have a place, and even if you don't participate, this lord will tie you to attend. Every time I split the sword, the sword fight is the existence of the bottom. This time, the cracked sword can not turn over, it depends on you! ”

Duan Zhenghui looked at Lingdao with a burning gaze, until Lingdao nodded, he just laughed. Originally, Duan Zhenghui was still worried about the Fighting Sword Congress. Now he is expecting some of the anti-swords conference to arrive soon.

"This lord announced that since then, Ling Dao has been the first person in my sect of the sacred swords of the sect of the heavens! Today's big than this is over, tomorrow will be a smashing disciple!"

There are five places in the true gas disciples. Duan Zhenghui’s heart has long been fixed, and there is no need to continue to compare. In addition to Lingdao, the other four places, he chose Huangfu children, Luo Zhener, Zhuo Bufan and Hao Ran.

............

the next day.

Among the slashing swords, there are few disciples who have rushed to the border, and they can compete for the top ten with confidence. The only disciples who stand on the top of the ring are only 20 people. Other disciples are only watching the drama.

Without the strength of the late stage, they simply did not dare to compete for the top ten. However, only 20 people are good for Duan Zhenghui. As long as you have a round of trials, you can decide the top ten and let them participate in the Fighting Sword Conference.

"This lord and elders have already established a list of battles, ten downfalls, and you will fight now!"

The list of battles is naturally not arbitrarily determined. Duan Zhenghui must be sure to eliminate the ten weaker ones and leave ten stronger ones. Just like he will never let the Aurora and Zhou Xinghe fight, so that will definitely eliminate Zhou Xinghe.

"Master, please advise!"

Standing in front of the proud dragon is a late warrior who is rushing to the border, but this warrior is more ugly than crying. Who is not good at fighting, but when he meets a master, he simply has no chance of winning. Ao Long ago, just using the sword without a sheath, can beat Zhou Xinghe, he is not even as good as Zhou Xinghe, how could it be the opponent of the proud dragon?

"Let's say it, the sword is!"

The late warrior took a deep breath and even slammed the sword. After the battle with the proud dragon, he showed his most powerful swordsmanship as soon as he came up. His sword seems to have turned into a cloud, wrapped in the proud dragon.

"Defeated!"

The proud dragon smiled slightly, and even waved the sword with the scabbard in his hand, and smashed toward the late warrior. The tyrannical power, in an instant, tears all the clouds, and the swords of the scabbard, and even the smashing of the late warriors.

"It’s not a master, it’s too strong, just a sword, you beat the late warriors!”

"Of course, the masters did not pull the sword, it is easy to defeat the opponent. You do not know, the three brothers are not qualified to let the master draw the sword!"

After being smashed by the martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty, the military screamed, and it was the downfall. He understands that the gap between himself and the proud dragon is too big, not a level at all. The first one solved the battle, and the second one solved the battle. Naturally, it was the second division.

"I blame you, even let me take a step slower than the proud dragon!"

The second division, 18 years old, is packed in a strong body, and the heroic posture is cool. Full of blue silk flying, delicate facial features, white skin, as silk is silky. When she spoke, the proud dragon was staring at her with a glimpse of her eyes!