The Immortal Taoist

"I would like to see how your sword defeated me!"

Now that you have shown your own edge, then the ridge is going to be the edge. Even in the face of Teng Shaofeng, he is also arguing against each other without any concession. His attitude, his tone, let Teng Shaofeng glance.

When used to the master, Teng Shaofeng naturally has a bit of high taste. Especially in the face of Lingdao, a new introductory disciple, he is even more worried. Among all the foreign disciples, only one person deserves his attention, and that is Xia Xinyao who defeated him.

"I don't know the tall and thick boy. You think you can beat me with Lu Hong. You can fight with me? Jokes, let me see you now, what is sword law!"

Teng Shaofeng’s words made Lingdao laugh unconsciously. In front of his kendo genius, he praised such a seaport, and Teng Shaofeng really dared to say. Lingdao’s smile was to make Teng Shaofeng angry, even if he pulled out his steel sword.

"Split Day Thirteen!"

If you say that the split-sky style is just a foreign disciple, the more common swordsmanship. Then the thirteen-day style is a very high sword in the outer disciples. Tens of thousands of foreign disciples have been handed down to the thirteenth style.

A fine steel sword, the pen walks the dragon snake, like a dragon snake dancing, strong and lively. His swordsmanship is accompanied by a sharp breath, as if to crush everything and cut off. His swordsmanship has already had the taste of the sword of the cracker, otherwise he has been a master for so long.

"I am not the second brother, not only practicing the thirteen-day style, but also having such power. If I go up, I am afraid that I will be defeated in an instant!"

"The kid is definitely not much better. I really thought that if he defeated the five divisions, would he be invincible in the world? When the two brothers dominated the outer door, he still didn't know where it was!"

The disciples who worship Teng Shaofeng are not in the minority. They naturally admire Teng Shaofeng. Lingdao has a nameless pawn, but suddenly he is famous outside the door. Naturally, these foreign disciples are extremely embarrassed. Why are they not so powerful?

"Since you are so confident, then I will defeat you with the same sword!"

Splitting the thirteenth style, Lingdao has not practiced, but this level of swordsmanship, Lingdao as long as you look at it, it is able to display. There is no secret in the eyes of Ling Dao. Moreover, he has long been trained as a slashing body, and the thirteenth style of the sacred day was created according to the cracked sword.

"What? He will also split the thirteenth day?"

The next moment, Ling Dao answered the doubts with the sword in his hand. Which style Teng Shaofeng casts, Lingdao is followed by which type to display. Even the first time to cast a thirteen-day style is not weaker than Teng Shaofeng.

You must know that from the beginning of the foreigner disciple, Ling Dao has been suppressing his own strength. Even if he is now playing with Teng Shaofeng, if he shows his full strength, I am afraid that it will directly crush Teng Shaofeng.

If the elders of the Tibetan Classics are here, I am afraid I will be even more shocked. Because Lingdao simply did not practice the thirteen-day style, but now it is not bad. This kind of learning ability is really terrible.

"Impossible! Splitting the thirteenth style, I have been practicing for so long, how can you get into such a situation when you are a disciple who has just started?"

Teng Shaofeng, who does not believe in evil, once again exhibited the thirteen-day style. His advantage is the steel sword in his hand, because the only thing in the hands of Lingdao is the iron sword. He can clearly see that Lingdao's iron sword has appeared a gap.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Among the pupils of Ling Dao, there is a sword and a sword. The drill is the thirteenth style. Previously, he applied the thirteenth style of the crack, just to imitate Teng Shaofeng. Now, he has shown his thirteenth style, but he already has his own understanding.

With his kendo talent and past experience, it is naturally more powerful than Teng Shaofeng. Each of his swords is more tyrannical than Teng Shaofeng, and all the cracked thirteen styles are displayed. Teng Shaofeng just retired thirteen steps.

The foreigner disciples who were still cheering for Teng Shaofeng were all kneeling in the field. Even the idiots can see that Ling Dao has been pressing Teng Shaofeng to play. This is completely unscientific. Isn’t the second brother not the best?

"This is what forced me! Death!"

For the first time, it was so humiliating under the public, Teng Shaofeng was really angry. He shouted, but it showed all the power. He had eight kilograms of strength with one hand, and it was not comparable to the ordinary body. This is also his most proud place. Of course, if he knows the full power of Lingdao, he will be shocked and unable to speak.

Teng Shaofeng’s sword was squatting, obviously different from the previous one. The air in the field seemed to have been split into two halves by his sword. His feet slammed on the ground, and the dust seemed to be a tornado, flying around him.

The power of this sword is enormous, and the power that Lingdao is now showing, if it is hard to touch this sword, is absolutely even a person with a sword to fly out. Just a Teng Shaofeng, Lingdao has no intention to display all his power.

"No shadow!"

Lingdao whispered, and then the sword in his hand was turned into an electric light, piercing at the fastest speed. Teng Shaofeng only felt a flower in front of him, and immediately before his eyes, there was a sharp sword tip. If Lingdao goes one step further, it is his death.

"You lost!"

This sword is too fast, let alone Teng Shaofeng did not see clearly, even if it is other foreign disciples, they are not seen at all. Xie Linger, standing under the stage, is shining with strange brilliance in a pair of beautiful eyes.

"How can the second brother be defeated? It is definitely a fake!"

"Teng Shaofeng, lost to the kid?"

"Waste-like things, I really don't know how he has been a master for so long!"

Foreign disciples and elders can't accept such a result. Originally, I saw that Teng Shaofeng was so powerful that he thought he would defeat Lingdao with a sword. He did not expect it to be such a result. Their words, let Teng Shaofeng's face burst into a burst of white, and finally his face is even more incomparable!

"I lost? If you are dead, will I still lose?"

With Teng Shaofeng's heart, he simply couldn't stand the fiasco under the public. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he moved his heart. When he provoked the strongest force, he stabbed a sword at the chest of Lingdao!

He killed Lingdao on the spot, and even if he was punished afterwards, he didn't care. Just killing a foreign disciple, with his master in the power of the Sword of Heaven, can completely save him!