The Immortal Taoist

"Xuanwu Linshui!"

The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple took his hand and was his strongest sword. The infuriating body of the body ran up, and his sword moved at the fastest speed. The sword is like water, and the sword is like a rainbow. Even if Lingdao is arrogant, he does not dare to take it lightly.

His sword seemed to be a huge basalt, and he rushed toward Lingdao. The entire sword table seems to be shaking slightly. His face is even more smug smile, such a sword, can the Lingdao still block?

"Dare to say such a big talk in front of our Xuanwu Jianzong disciples, I really don't know how high!"

"My swordsmanship of Xuanwu Jianzong is famous for its defense. How can a sword beat a younger brother?"

The disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong are all laughing. In their view, even if Lingdao can win, it is impossible to defeat the opponent with a sword. The swordsmanship of Xuanwu Jianzong has its own characteristics, and its defense far exceeds other swords.

"One sword!"

Lingdao said two words coldly, and then the Tianlei sword became a real thunder. Everyone saw only a purple lightning flashing through, and then the entire fighting platform seemed to have lost color. A touch of purple awning makes everything eclipse.

"boom"

A loud noise, the huge Xuanwu virtual shadow actually stopped, and then it was bursting into the air and disappeared into the field. The disciple of Xuanwu Jianzong violently coughed up blood, and then he flew out.

From beginning to end, Lingdao only had a sword. It was this sword that broke the basaltic virtual shadow and killed the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple. Say a sword, it is a sword, definitely no second sword!

"Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, but this is the case!"

Lingdao’s words are like a slap in the face of all the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong. Previously, Xuanwu Jianzong kept satirizing the disciples of the swords, and even directly insulted them that waste was garbage. But now Lingdao Yijian defeated the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, who is the waste who is rubbish, at a glance!

"Budget, my Xuanwu swordsmanship is you insultable?"

The last true disciple of Xuanwu Jianzong embarked on the sword platform, and his strength is much stronger than the other four. Otherwise, he will not play the last one, and now Xuanwu Jianzong can only rely on him.

"Wei Jun, you have to win beautiful!"

"Yes, let the disciples know that our Xuanwu Jianzong disciples are stronger than them, and they are stronger!"

Wei Jun in their mouth is naturally a young man who is trying to compare with Lingdao. The battle between Ling Dao and Wei Jun, the victory and defeat will also determine the victory and defeat of the Jiantian Jianzong and Xuanwu Jianzong. If Wei Jun is defeated, then Xuanwu Jianzong will be defeated. In the first round, the Xuanwu Jianzong will be the first to count down. If Ling Dao is defeated, the cracked sword will be defeated. In the first round, the first round will be the first.

"Insulting people, people are insulting!"

Lingdao holds the Tianlei sword, so he looks at Wei Jun. In the battle of the peak of the true atmosphere, Lingdao does not think anyone can beat himself. If he wants to break through, he has already rushed to the warriors. Unfortunately, the Fighting Sword Conference delayed the time for his breakthrough.

"One sword! One sword! One sword!"

At this time, there was a burst of shouts under the sword. It was not the disciples of the sacred swords, but it was driven by the hearts of the people. Lingdao brows a pick, did not expect Xuanwu Jianzong actually used such a means of the next three abuses.

"The shameless Xuanwu Jianzong, even using this method?"

Not only did Lingdao see it, Duan Zhenghui and Zhuang Xin naturally saw it. The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple stalked from it and mobilized the atmosphere in the field. Now these people are so screaming, if Lingdao can't beat Wei Jun with a sword, then the problem is big.

"They all said that you can defeat me with a sword. I want to say that you can't do it! If you can do it, I will immediately go down the sword table! If you can't do it, then I will win, how?"

Wei Jun’s words made Ling Dao laugh aloud. I didn't expect Wei Jun to be so shameless. In this case, I can tell that it is ridiculous. However, Yi Gao is daring, and Ling Dao really has such a grasp.

"No problem, a sword is the winner!"

Lingdao nodded, Wei Jun naturally laughed, and the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong also laughed. Young and young, like the younger brother of Lingdao, naturally the most easily irritated and the easiest to deal with.

"Duan Zongzhu, you disciple of the sword of the sword, it is too much to know that the sky is thick and thick? Originally he may still win, but now it is defeated!"

The face of Xuanwu Swordsman’s fat man has a taunting color. He has already seen that Lingdao is stronger than Wei Jun, but Lingdao wants to defeat Wei Jun with a sword. Naturally, it is impossible. The original cracked swordsman can still win, but unfortunately it is now in the hands of Lingdao.

"I think that the sword of the celestial sword will win! How can your disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong block my sect?"

Duan Zhenghui’s words were to let the sect of the Xuanwu sword sect, but the Xuanwu sword lord was somewhat amazed. Can it be said that Ling Dao can really beat Wei Jun with a sword? Otherwise, where is Duan Zhenghui's confidence? But how is this possible?

"Duan Zongzhu is really joking, not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue!"

Even if you are rushing to the front of the war, don't think of defeating Wei Jun with a sword. Xuanwu Swordsman did not believe, Lingdao really can beat Wei Jun with a sword. If it is true, how strong is the disciple of the sword?

"Too lazy to argue with you, look at it!"

Duan Zhenghui smiled a little, but he no longer took care of the sect of the Xuanwu sword. In his heart, he made up his mind. After going back, he must reward Lingdao. What Lingdao’s actions are doing is really making him deflated!

"Sword out! Everyone is waiting to see you ugly!"

On the sword table, Wei Jun even pulled out the sword. In front of him, there seemed to be a huge stone monument. His purpose is to block the sword. With a full set of stone tablets, even if it was a pre-emptive warrior, a sword could not be broken, and he did not believe that Lingdao could defeat him.

"A defensive defense, a sword is enough!"

"Booming"

It seems to be a galloping horse, a loud noise, shaking the entire sword. Lingdao's Tianlei sword is still not sheathed, but still has a strong power. The power of Ray itself is just strong and strong, and arrogant.

A sword stabbed, and the eight-faced stone tablets were all smashed, and even a moment could not be stopped. Tianlei sword is turned into a thunder, and it hits Wei Jun's body. Wei Jun is like a kite that has been broken, and flies out!

Lingdao's sword, ruining and pulling, is like a broken bamboo, a strong mess!