First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 52: Lingbo broke the waves and the crowd was shocked

In the ring.

Wen Jueyuan said indifferently: "Although you have entered a lot of martial arts recently, you are still out of your control if you want to fight against me."

Huang Ganjun wiped away the blood on the corners of his lips, struggled to get up, and said in a hoarse voice, "After a year, I'll let you out of reach."

With that, he turned and walked off the ring.

Wen Jueyuan frowned slightly, then shook his head in disapproval.

A nasty word from a loser.

Not worth the sun.

Huang Qianjun staggered to Huang Yunchong's side, pretending to be relaxed and shrugging: "Father, I'm only capable of this now, don't be disappointed."

Huang Yunchong stood up, hugged Huang Qianjun's shoulder tightly, his face full of relief and pride, and said:

"I didn't expect that you could survive until now, even though you are defeated in this battle, you are still honored!"

Huang Qianjun grinned.

He glanced around, but was disappointed to find that he didn't see the figure he wanted to see most at the moment.

The cheers for Wen Jueyuan continued inside and outside the banquet hall.

Here in Guangling City, no matter the people watching the battle by boat on the river, or the ordinary people standing on the riverside to watch the lively, there are heated discussions.

A big man sighed: "With such a huge momentum, the title of Dragon Gate Great Competition will be taken by the Wen family."

Someone twitched their beards and laughed: "This is normal. Anyway, Wen Jueyuan is an inner disciple of Qinghe Sword House, and a young talent with great success in moving blood. If he can't win the first place, then it's a joke!"

"Senior Brother Ni, what do you think about Brother Wen? He can be in the limelight today and has the same beauty."

Nan Ying's beautiful eyes flowed, attached to Ni Hao's ear, whispering softly, exhaling like a blue orchid.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, and smelling the fragrance on the beauty, Ni Hao's heart was hot.

He looked proud and condescending, "Wen Jueyuan is cultivating in the West Court, and I am a disciple of the East Court, how can Junior Sister compare him to me? If I were to play, I could easily take him down!"

Nan Ying's eyes and mouth chuckled lightly, and his eyebrows were affectionate. "My favorite is the self-confidence and contempt of Senior Brother Ni. This is the courage a man should have."

Ni Hao felt extremely relieved, but sighed: "Unfortunately, we are guests this time. According to the rules, people who are not from Guangling City and Luoyun City cannot participate, otherwise I will definitely let my junior sister take a look. Within ten strokes, how did I get Wen Jue Yuan!"

There is also a lot of discussion in Luoyun City.

"Isn't Wen Jueyuan too strong?"

"As an inner disciple of Qinghe Sword House, he still participates in the Dragon Gate Competition. Isn't this bullying?"

"Alas, is it that the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition will be taken away by Guangling City?"

...Compared to the excitement in Guangling City, there was a sigh in Luoyun City.

Many young people who were planning to join the war have already decided to retreat and dare not step forward.

"Could it be that no one dares to fight in Luoyun City? If so, this first place will belong to our Guangling City Wen Jueyuan!"

On this side of Guangling City, someone shouted loudly.

The sound of roars followed.

This made the faces of the big figures in Luoyun City a little unsightly.

Only the city lord Li Jianyu has remained calm.

However, when he saw this scene, he pondered for a while, and then said to Mo Haolong, the head of the Mo family beside him:

"Brother Mo, it's getting late, why not let Fu Shan and the others open their eyes?"

Mo Haolong smiled and nodded, "As your lord wishes."

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Where is Tianling, why don't you take action?"

The sound was like thunder, which actually suppressed the discussion in the field.

Everyone wondered, did Li Jianyu also arrange for a strong person to appear?

Everyone doesn't know why.

No one noticed, Fu Shan clenched his hands quietly and his eyes flashed.

Only he knows that in order to win Lingzhu Island, Li Jianyu played a real hole card!

"It's so boring to just play and fight, and it's so boring."

At the same time, Su Yi seemed to notice something, and looked at the river in the distance, shaking his head.

"Huh?"

Soon, Zhou Huaiqiu, Li Tianhan, Huang Yunchong and other important people present all turned their heads and looked at the same place.

At this time, other people present also noticed that something was wrong, and the voices of discussion became much quieter.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation on the surface of the Dacang River in the distance.

In the depths of thousands of lights, a swift water wave suddenly rushed out, coming very fast, like a dragon breaking through the waves in a river.

On the way, I don't know how many boats were hit and retreated to both sides, and countless lights shook violently, like a fire dragon turning over.

The movement was so loud that it attracted countless gazes.

People can already see clearly that the water wave is a person stepping on the water wave, running wildly on the river, as fast as flying in the water.

Under the light of the lights, it looks like a goddess is coming!

"This....is this human?"

Someone exclaimed.

Those big figures couldn't help but move their faces, showing incredible expressions.

Walking on the waves, walking on the water?

This is something that can only be done at the Qi Gathering level!

In the banquet hall, only Zhou Huaiqiu has such ability.

Could it be that it was a big man in the late stage of Qi Gathering Realm?

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the man who stepped on the water like a **** and a demon showed his figure, jumped in the air, and landed on the Longmen Bridge.

Seeing the shocked expressions on the faces of everyone present, the man couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he was very interested, saying:

"Think everyone, I just stepped on a wooden board, not a person in the Qi Gathering Realm."

He has bronze complexion, a black uniform, and a scabbard sword on his back. His figure is thin, with a long and narrow scar between his eyebrows and his eyes, and he exudes a fierce aura of iron and blood.

Only then did everyone see that there was a wooden board floating on the surface of the river.

Obviously, the man just stepped on the plank and ran across the river, not the real water.

This was both a relief and a shock.

Even if you are stepping on a plank and rushing to the river, you still need to be motivated by your own cultivation.

And to be able to do this in the blood-moving realm, one can imagine how strong and terrifying this man's background is!

"It turns out to be this villain!"

At the seat, Zhou Huaiqiu frowned and his face sank.

Ni Hao and Nan Ying also recognized the person who came, and both showed surprise.

Mo Tianling!

Originally a disciple of Qinghe Sword House, but because of his arrogant and fierce temperament, he cut off the arms of his fellow sect during the competition, which attracted the anger of the sect's big man and drove him out of the mountain gate.

Afterwards, he left Yunhe County and went to the Scarlet Scale Army under the Marquis of Yunguang, where he has been fighting on the frontline.

No one expected that he would appear here.

"It turned out to be him, the 'Ferocious Man' of the Mo Family in Luoyun City!"

"Didn't he say he served in the Red Scale Army, why did he suddenly come back?"

At the same time, there was a lot of discussion in the field, all talking about Mo Tianling.

"This son has a lot of murderous aura. It seems that in the Red Scale Army, he has killed a lot of people..."

Fu Shan frowned.

At this time, even the big figures in Guangling City realized that the situation was becoming more delicate.

Originally, the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition would belong to Wen Jueyuan.

Obviously, Mo Tianling's arrival has changed this competition!

"Tian Ling, don't waste any more time, go to the war!"

On the other side of Luoyun City, Mo Haolong, the head of the Mo family, spoke in a deep voice.

"Although the Dragon Gate Competition is boring, since you have spoken up, how can I refuse?"

Mo Tianling laughed and strode onto the ring.

All eyes on the scene shifted.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance to shoot the sword. If I shoot first, you probably won't even have the chance to shoot the sword."

Mo Tianling glanced at Wen Jueyuan and smiled.

He stood languidly, with frivolous eyes and a condescending look.

These gestures and tone are extremely arrogant.

Wen Jueyuan frowned slightly, but was not provoked, but a condensed color appeared between her brows, and she felt the horror of the other party's breath.

However, this aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

Chong!

Wen Jueyuan drew his sword out of the sheath, and the sword was sharp and terrifying.

"Put out your knife."

Wen Jueyuan looked solemn and spoke coldly.

"You're not worthy of my knife."

Mo Tianling shook his head, speaking casually, as if stating a fact.

Wen Jueyuan couldn't help being agitated.

He no longer hesitated, and stepped forward, his figure was like an arrow from the string, extremely fast.

Shhh! Swish! Swish!

And in his hands, twelve swords were stabbed in an instant, one sword was faster than the other, fierce and dazzling, and captured the soul.

Light Chasing Twelve Swords.

This is Wen Jueyuan's swordsmanship at the bottom of the box. It has already reached the level of "entering the room", and it is only one line away from perfection!

"It's a little bit interesting."

Mo Tianling's lips curled slightly.

He didn't hide, he looked calm, and when the sword shadow swung by Wen Jueyuan came to kill, a loud shout suddenly came out of his lips:

"One punch is enough to beat you!"

Seeing his aura suddenly changed, the original lazy figure rushed out of a ferocious and intimidating might.

As he shouted, he clenched his right hand sharply and punched out.

In a trance, in the eyes of many people, Mo Tianling is like an incarnation of a fierce beast, opening his big mouth to choose and devour him, with a fierce and **** aura that makes people tremble.

Just listen to the harsh collision of "Clang!", resounding in the ring.

The fist and the sword intersected, and the long sword in Wen Jueyuan's hand was blasted out, followed by his body retreating uncontrollably.

Push! pedal! pedal!

After retreating for five steps, Wen Jueyuan's face turned pale and transparent~IndoMTL.com~ With the sudden ups and downs of his chest, he couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood.

Pfft!

Blood-stained placket, hot and dazzling.

One punch!

Wen Jueyuan, who was favored by everyone in Guangling City and thought he could win the first place title, was defeated!

His sword flew out of his hand, his figure took five steps back, and his lips were coughing up blood!

The audience was silent and silent.

In the banquet hall, all the great people lost their minds, and countless spectators lost their voices.

The visual impact of such a punch is too great!

It's almost unbelievable.

On the stage, Mo Tianling shook his head and said, "It's too weak. Are all the descendants of Qinghe Sword Palace still so underdeveloped?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked around. He deliberately looked at Zhou Huaiqiu, Ni Hao, and Nan Ying for a while, and the corners of his lips curled into undisguised irony.

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PS: Tomorrow will be a climax of the early stage, which is the pretentious act that everyone likes to see.

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