2270: C2270 The Sword of Four Phecda Light

C2270 The Sword of Four Phecda Light

"This Ling Tian, doesn't look like a person!"

"Isn't this guy really a heaven's pride expert of the dragon clan? Or a descendant of the human and dragon clan!?"

"No, look, this Ling Tian is still not giving up, he has reached the third Battlestage!"

The entire golden roof was going to explode.

More and more Dao Palace disciples and Instructor s gathered around, exclaiming in shock as they watched Ling Tian ascend to the third Battlestage.

Now that Ling Tian had stepped into the Immortal Lord, his cultivation was no longer a substitute for others. The combat power that he had unleashed, had even surpassed some of the Dao Palace Instructor s!

At least, above the strength of the Body.

Looking at Ling Tian, who had turned into a dragon and flew up to his position while carrying the might of a Azure Dragon, the White Impermanence white foal's expression changed slightly.

He had originally thought that no one would dare to challenge his third position.

But now, Ling Tian had actually come in such a domineering manner.

"white foal, cripple him!"

Above his head, Qu Shenyou's cold voice sounded.

Everyone saw that Qu Shenyou's face had become extremely gloomy.

He had always been arrogant, and nothing could affect his state of mind.

But now, his Younger brother Qu Shenyi had been beaten into a dead dog by someone.

This was something he could not tolerate.

"Yes sir!"

The white foal nodded, and then took out a handful of dust from her sleeve.

The dust cloud scattered into the air, forming a white mist that enveloped the entire Battlestage.

The white mist churned, as though it could transform into thousands upon thousands of creatures.

Roar!

Suddenly, a ferocious White Bone Tiger appeared behind Ling Tian. With a roar, it pounced towards him.

Clang!

Ling Tian punched back, dispersing the White Tiger.

Although his feet did not move, Ling Tian still frowned.

Because he felt a faint stabbing pain on his own Arm.

That divine ability was strange. It was powerful, but the worst part of it was the poison gas.

In that moment, the white mist enveloped the entire Battlestage.

The poisonous gas even ignored the dragon breath and directly entered the blood.

If it was an ordinary person, they would not have been able to escape being poisoned even if they hadn't been injured by the sacred art.

However, playing poison with Ling Tian, was as laughable as playing with a child.

Inside his Qi Sea, more than ninety thousand sword shadow were surging through his veins. Any poison was instantly killed.

Seeing Ling Tian's punches killing all the white mist Demonic Beast s and approaching them bit by bit, the white foal's face finally changed.

"Why is there no reaction!?"

If it was anyone else, even Qu Shenyi would not be able to persevere and endure for such a long time without any signs of poison.

Could it be that this Ling Tian has the Ten Thousand Immunity Body!?

However, his poison had been refined using an ancient secret technique. Even if it was the dragon race, they still wouldn't be able to use it without a trace of effect!

But, the older Ling Tian got, the closer he got.

However, there was still no sign of weakness.

"Damn it!"

The handsome face of the white foal suddenly flashed with a sinister look. The dust in his hand danced continuously, like a large, lively white fog. In an instant, it interweaved and formed a cage above the Battlestage!

Above the cage, there was a White Tiger, divine dragon, phoenix and other Shadow s. They were the head of thousands of Demon Race, but they were all white bones.

But despite that, with the support of a Vicious Beasts with bones, the cage seemed to be a heaven and earth prison that trapped Ling Tian inside.

Heaven Shaking Fist!

Boom! *

With an explosive sound, Ling Tian smashed his fist against the cage.

But what surprised Ling Tian was that not only did the white prison dragon not collapse, the scattered fog had actually started to quickly repair itself.

Weng! *

Not only that, a white dragon congealed into the shape of Ling Tian's fist, following this attack, it forced Ling Tian to retreat.

This cage was very mysterious. Not only could it block Ling Tian's attacks, it could also reflect his attacks.

Although only 80% of the energy was rebounded back, if this continued, Ling Tian would definitely die from exhaustion.

Dong, dong, dong!

Ling Tian continuously punched out several times, wanting to surpass the limit of this ability's endurance and break out of its imprisonment.

In the end, all of them had failed.

"Hehe, just give up. My Conviction of Demons will not be destroyed!"

Above the Battlestage s, the Blood s at the corner of its mouth, was drooping all over its clothes.

Ling Tian's attacks, even with a lot of force, would still be transmitted from the cage into his body.

But, he had the confidence that he was able to outlast Ling Tian!

"Hur hur, interesting!"

"But if you can withstand brute force, then what about the sharpness of the swords of this world!?"

Ling Tian looked at the white cage above and below him, and suddenly sneered.

Well, it was time to use the Blades of the Sword!

As his voice fell, Ling Tian stretched out his dragon scale hand, revealing the Long Yuan Sword that was wrapped in the scabbard.

The Long Yuan Sword had not been able to advance and could not be unsheathed.

But just with the might of the scabbard, it was enough to move the will of the sword shadow.

Outside the cage, the white foal was surprised to see Ling Tian actually take out the Sword blade.

However, when his gaze fell on the scabbard, he discovered that it was extremely ordinary.

From the looks of it, it did not look like it belonged to the Immortal King either.

Do you want to rely on the broken Weapon to break his sacred art!?

The corner of the white foal's mouth slightly rose. Just as it wanted to sneer, it realized that as Ling Tian raised the scabbard in his hand, tens of thousands of sword shadow seemed to appear out of thin air.

The sword shadow carried a terrifying sharp aura as it slowly condensed into a sword that pierced through the heavens.

It was as if the heavens and earth were being split apart.

The success of the sword light caused everyone's gazes to be fixated on him.

"Un!? This guy, is he really a genius of the Sword Dao!? "

"Although this level of Sword Intent is also a middle level God level, it seems like it's naturally formed. So powerful!"

"Forget about the Sword Intent, the sword technique this brat used was the most terrifying. What sword technique is this, it is like a god!"

Instructor s from the Dao Palace cried out in alarm one after another.

"Instructor Liu Hua has passed down the Sword Dao, can you tell what sword technique he has!?"

Some people looked at Liu Hua.

However, the latter shook her head, "There are more than ten million Sword Dao s in this world. The metal, wood, water, fire, and earth elements can evolve many times, but the shadow of this child's Sword Dao exists in the wind, born in fire, and possesses the radiance of the heavens."

"I've never seen such a sword before!"

Sure enough, the moment Liu Hua's voice fell, within the cage, Ling Tian's scabbard s, in front of the ten thousand swords, merged together to form a sky-reaching sword that carried an unstoppable sharp aura, and directly shattered the cage!

Puff!

It was just a single sword light, but it completely annihilated all of the white mist on top of the Battlestage. The white foal flew into the air, then out of the Treasure Mirror.

One slash!

The might of a single sword strike, the terrifying combat power, had even made the third ranked expert on the Wolong list helpless!

Ling Tian raised his sword, his sword shining with a golden light.

He was like a dragon general wielding a divine weapon, suppressing all the heavens.

Boom! *

With a stomp, Ling Tian immediately passed the second Battlestage and landed on the first Battlestage.

The sword in his hand was raised high, pointed straight at Luo Yan and Qu Shenyou.0

"Together, we will fight for first place!"

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