“Your way ends here!”
Ling Dao’s killing all the way has alarmed the high-level officials of Ziwei Holy Land. This peerless powerhouse is the Supreme Elder Zi Wuji of Ziwei Holy Land, living in the ninth heaven. Although Ling Dao is a kendo genius, he is too young after all.
If Ling Dao is given enough time to grow, perhaps Zi Wuji is not his opponent. But now Ling Dao, Zi Wuji didn’t take him seriously at all. What Ling Dao had done before had already made the top officials of Ziwei Holy Land furious, so Zi Wuji came here in person.
“You are indeed very strong, but since I dare to enter the Holy Land of Crape Myrtle, I have no intention of going back alive!”
Zi Wuji’s realm is definitely much higher than Ling Dao’s. Zi Wuji is clear about this, and Ling Dao is equally clear. However, not only was Ling Dao not afraid, but he had a monstrous fighting spirit, his black hair danced wildly, and the sword in his hand chanted excitedly.
“Clang!”
The long sword danced, and millions of sword qi flooded the place in an instant. In an instant, Ling Dao stabbed out thousands of swords, and the strong sword light seemed to turn into a silver moon, illuminating the entire battlefield.
His eyes are extremely deep, and at this moment, he has entered a mysterious realm. In front of his eyes, there is nothing but the sword in his hand. Each of his swords is ingenious, seemingly simple, but it seems to be extremely complicated, which is quite contradictory.
“This kid, such a high talent in kendo!”
As the Supreme Elder of Ziwei Holy Land, Zi Wuji has seen many geniuses. However, such high kendo talent is extremely rare. It’s a pity that Ling Dao is his enemy, so high talent is not a good thing.
“Your sword is too weak to hurt this elder!”
Zi Wuji’s long purple hair fluttered all over his head. He slowly raised his right hand, and his index finger and **** slammed into Ling Dao’s long sword. Ling Dao’s sword was extremely fast, but unfortunately because of the gap in realm, in front of Zi Wuji, it was nothing at all.
Only the index finger and **** are holding the long sword in Ling Dao’s hand tightly. No matter how Ling Dao waved the long sword in his hand, he couldn’t get rid of Zi Wuji’s two fingers. The realm gap between them is too large, and they are not on the same level at all.
“Sword, break!”
Zi Wuji spit out two words coldly, and then, Ling Dao’s long sword let out a whimper and broke into two pieces. Zi Wuji threw away the tip of the sword without hesitation, but Ling Dao was holding a broken sword.
“Your sword has been broken, what else do you use to fight this elder?”
In the face of absolute power, the so-called kendo talent has no effect at all. It is not difficult for Zi Wuji to kill Ling Dao. However, before killing Ling Dao, he had more important things to do.
“I still have a broken sword, and I can still use a sword!”
“Lingxiao Three Styles!”
Even if it was only Broken Sword, Ling Dao still displayed Ling Family’s swordsmanship. The Broken Sword does not have a point, but the blade can also kill the enemy. Ling Xiao’s three styles, when used, are naturally extremely skilled. Once the three styles are released, Ling Dao’s momentum has changed.
The sword is a broken sword, but Ling Dao’s combat power has not only not weakened, but has increased. In Zi Wuji’s eyes, there was a flash of cold killing intent. Such a kendo genius must be eliminated, otherwise it will definitely bring greater disaster to Ziwei Holy Land.
“How dare you show your ugliness?”
This time, Zi Wuji stretched out his right hand and grabbed Ling Dao’s broken sword suddenly. No matter what sword move Ling Dao used, it was completely useless in front of him. He clutched the long sword tightly, and then laughed.
“What can you do if your sword shatters?”
“click”
The broken sword is broken into pieces, even the hilt. There is no sword in Ling Dao’s hand. Zi Wuji looked at Ling Dao calmly, but wanted to see how Ling Dao would deal with it.
“Unfortunately, I can’t have a sword without a sword in my hand. It seems that I can only fight!”
Even without the sword, Ling Dao still won’t compromise, he still has both hands. Without saying a word, Ling Dao waved his fists and hit Zi Wuji. His sword is not the opponent of Zi Wuji, and now he is not the opponent of Zi Wuji.
The next moment, Zi Wuji grabbed Ling Dao’s hands, not even a sword could hurt him, let alone Ling Dao’s fists. Ling Dao pouted, and it seems that today is indeed inevitable, but anyway, he has killed so many powerful people in the Holy Land of Ziwei, it is worth it!
“Hand over the savage Zhuxian Jin, this elder will spare you not to die, otherwise you will be better off dead!”
Little Myrtle Holy Land has dealt with Ling Dao many times, because Ling Dao has obtained the savage killing power. However, only Ling Dao himself knew that the savage Zhuxian Jin simply couldn’t be cultivated. This practice method is in his mind, but he can only see the five ancient characters of the barbaric Zhuxianjin, and the other contents are blank.
“If you want to kill, you will kill, why is there so much nonsense? If you want to practice, there is no door!”
Ling Dao is a very bachelor, anyway, before he came to Ziwei Holy Land, he was ready to die. After all, with his current strength, it is simply impossible to sweep the entire Ziwei Holy Land.
“No need to talk nonsense with him~IndoMTL.com~Leave it to this seat!”
Just as Zi Wuji was about to use his means, a majestic voice sounded in his mind. Zi Wuji nodded and glared at Ling Dao before leaving. Just when Ling Dao was puzzled, a grand voice rang out.
“Ling Dao, you have committed a catastrophic disaster, even if you die, it is difficult to atone for your sin! Today, this seat will suppress you under the Divine Sword Mountain, and the sentence is five thousand years!”
Immediately afterwards, Ling Dao felt a change in the scene in front of him, and he appeared in a barren mountain. Soon, it was dark here, Ling Dao raised his head, and saw an incomparably huge divine sword suppressed it.
The divine sword pierced through the sky, reaching a length of 10,000 zhang, and soon turned into a mountain. Ling Dao only felt a force trapped him, making him unable to move. Soon, the Divine Sword Mountain fell, pressing him firmly under the mountain.
“Shenjian Mountain will overflow with countless sword energy and erode your body. If you suppress it under the Divine Sword Mountain, you will be tortured, and your life is worse than death. Let’s go under the Divine Sword Mountain!”
Ling Dao also felt it, strands of sword energy penetrated into his body. As the sword energy increased, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The body seemed to be constantly being cut, and the severe pain made Ling Dao frown.
“Want me to hand over the savage killing power? Dreaming! Not to mention five thousand years, even fifty thousand years, I will not give it!”
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