Martial Dao Great Emperor

The location of the arena is located in the south city. A square was cleared and a towering arena was built.

It is said that several immortal formation masters were invited to set up a barrier around the arena to prevent the aftermath of the battle from hurting people around.

When Luo Xiu came here, many people had gathered around the arena. A stand was built not far from the arena. Many young heroes were already seated on it. They looked proud and powerful cultivation fluctuations were surging on their bodies.

Suddenly, a figure landed on the arena, dressed in white and proud.

"I am Tong Zhengqing. Is there any friend who wants to come up and teach me?"

As he spoke, the white-clothed young man Tong Zhengqing's body surged with the cultivation of the early stage of the Immortal King. The white clothes fluttered, and the expression on his face was quite conceited, as if he regarded all opponents as nothing.

Behind the crowd around the ring, Luo Xiu's eyes flashed with a cold light, because anyone who came to the ring wanted to pursue Yan Yue'er, so in his eyes, they were all opponents and guys who needed to be taught a lesson.

"It's a hero of the Holy Spirit Clan!"

"I heard that although Tong Zhengqing does not have the blood of the Holy Spirit Clan, he can be recruited as a disciple by the Holy Spirit Mountain. He must be a person with outstanding talent."

"Need I say that? Those who can become the descendants of the Holy Land must be geniuses, otherwise how could they cultivate to the realm of Immortal King at such a young age?"

The crowd was talking a lot, and many people were looking forward to seeing who would go up to the ring.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, a beam of light came in an instant and landed on the ring.

In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered and saw the man in the bamboo hat who appeared on the ring.

"Please tell me your name, sir." Tong Zhengqing saw his opponent appear, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You don't need to know." The man in the bamboo hat said indifferently.

Luo Xiu was watching from a distance. He was not surprised that Lin Tian came on stage, because he knew that because of the incident of being coerced by the Holy Spirit Clan in the Forbidden Bone Burial Ground, Lin Tian must have great resentment towards the Holy Spirit Clan.

Since Tong Zhengqing was from the Holy Spirit Mountain, Lin Tian would definitely not show mercy.

And seeing Lin Tian go up, Luo Xiu was not in a hurry. He felt that today's incident might be very interesting.

"What an arrogant rat, I am a disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain, am I not worthy of knowing your origins?" Tong Zhengqing showed anger. As a disciple of the Holy Land, few people dared to look down on him like this.

"You talk too much nonsense." Lin Tian stepped forward, murderous intent surged.

"Looking for death!"

Tong Zhengqing shouted angrily, his body instantly turned into a residual image, raised his hand and made a palm print, and then rushed towards Lin Tianzhen.

The battle began, and all eyes looked over in an instant. Since the ring was set up, it was absolutely inevitable that a fight would occur.

Many people thought that there would be no suspense in this fight. Tong Zhengqing was a disciple of the Holy Spirit Mountain. He dared to be the first to go to the ring, so he must have a good fighting power.

Lin Tian stood in place without moving until Tong Zhengqing came close to him, and a cold light flashed from his hand.

Clang!

The moment the cold light flashed, the sound of a sword coming out of its sheath, like piercing gold and splitting stone, resounded.

Generally speaking, let alone the realm of immortals, even the realm of gods and demons would put weapons into their bodies and sacrifice them at any time.

But Lin Tian seemed to have practiced a completely different way of fighting. His sword was held in his hand.

The immortal sword was placed in the scabbard, and the moment it was unsheathed, the murderous intent reached the extreme.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered, and what surprised everyone was that Tong Zhengqing's wrist was cut off, blood splashed everywhere, and he retreated in fear.

For a time, many people were shocked. Who was this man in the bamboo hat? He actually injured a disciple of the Holy Land with one sword?

Luo Xiu smiled. He had seen that Lin Tian practiced the sword art, which was an extremely powerful martial art with the best combat power in the same realm.

The sword art, to be honest, is not a rule, but a martial art. Integrating the rules of the universe into the sword art can enhance combat power.

Lin Tian practiced the rules of space. Integrating the rules of space into the sword art made him even more mysterious and amazing.

If he practiced to a higher realm and integrated the three supreme rules into the sword art, he would be truly powerful and terrifying.

But few people can practice to that realm.

On the stage, Tong Zhengqing retreated quickly. His cultivation reached the realm of the Immortal King, and he could have regenerated his broken limbs long ago.

Under the operation of the Immortal Yuan, his severed palm grew back, but his expression was still painful.

The reason for this was that there was the power of sword intent in the wound. The palm grew back, but the wound did not disappear.

Tong Zhengqing's face was ashen. He didn't expect that he would fall down right at the beginning. The opponent's sword was unpredictable, so he didn't dare to continue the close combat.

Thinking of this, his Dantian flashed with light, and a golden seal flew out.

The seal floated above his head, dropping golden light, like a curtain, protecting him.

"King's Immortal Weapon!"

Many people showed envy in their eyes. This is the genius born in the Holy Land. As long as the cultivation reaches the realm of Immortal King, they can enter the treasure house of the Holy Land to select materials and refine and improve their own natal immortal weapon.

Immediately afterwards, Tong Zhengqing sacrificed another fairy weapon, which was a fairy sword with a flashing blue halo. A strong pressure spread, making many people around the ring feel oppressed.

"snort!"

Lin Tian, ​​whose face was covered by a bamboo hat, let out a cold snort. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and he came directly in front of Tong Zhengqing using the method of spatial teleportation.

"brush!"

The unpredictable sword light appeared again, and the surrounding space was torn apart by the sword energy, and large black cracks appeared.

However, the defense of the big seal was indeed strong. The golden light curtain made a loud roar, but it was not broken.

At the same time, Tong Zhengqing urged the immortal sword to kill, so Lin Tian could only avoid the edge temporarily.

After all, this Tong Zhengqing was born in the Holy Land, and his martial arts and magical powers were top-notch, and the power of the two King's Immortal Weapons was also very powerful.

However, relying on the elusiveness of space rules, Lin Tian easily avoided the attack of the fairy sword, and at the same time looked for opportunities to attack the golden light screen.

If the defensive light curtain of the big seal is to be supported, it also requires a loss of cultivation. It is obvious that Lin Tian is aiming to consume his opponent. His cultivation is in the late stage of the Immortal King, and Tong Zhengqing is in the early stage. In terms of Immortal Yuan, Lin Tian is naturally Tian Geng has the advantage.

If there are no accidents, there will be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

As a descendant of the Holy Land, Tong Zhengqing is not a brainless idiot. He also saw the opponent's purpose, so he squeezed the seal with both hands and used his magical power.

"boom!"

Bolts of lightning flew out from the fairy sword, and the endless lightning gathered and turned into a huge thunder sword that was thousands of feet long. The aura of magical power locked Lin Tian. On this limited range of the arena, he had nowhere to hide. .

Immortal Lord level magical power!

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. He had cultivated Immortal Lord level skills and magical powers, which was an advantage that all disciples of the Holy Land had.