Xiao Changtian also realized that it was not possible now. Cheng Ling's plan was obviously a counter-intuitive plan. The four of them started fighting each other without even getting the secret book. It was really powerful.
He said: "Fellow Taoists, listen to what I have to say."
The three of them all turned to him, waiting for the explanation.
"Although this kid used counter-intuitive tactics, he also meant what he said. There is only one copy of the treasure, and it doesn't belong to anyone. But the most urgent thing is to confront him. After winning, no matter who you are, you will share it. What do you think?"
The old man nodded in agreement first, and Yang Sen hesitated for a while before agreeing. Only Xiao Yan hesitated for a long time and was speechless. Among the four people, he has the lowest cultivation level. If someone cheats on him, his work will be in vain.
Especially the third elder of the Cheng family. With the power of the Cheng family, he simply couldn't get enough of them. He said: "In this case, you all must swear an oath to heaven and you must not break it!"
The three of them were silent for a long time, and finally they all nodded in agreement, and each one of them took the oath of heaven.
Cheng Ling secretly sighed, these guys are all old foxes. Seeing that the separation is about to succeed, they are pulled together again. It seems that they can only fight. He looked at Xiao Yan and said, "Mrs. Xiao, it's up to you and me to fight!"
Xiao Yan was overjoyed and was about to agree. Cheng Maogong stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, it's not up to you to decide who will fight!"
Xiao Yan's expression changed. Isn't this a naked slap in the face? Even if he was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, could he still not be able to deal with Cheng Ling? He asked displeasedly: "Senior, what do you mean?"
Cheng Maogong said calmly: "It's not interesting. Since it is a decisive battle, wouldn't it be good to send more suitable candidates?"
Xiao Yan was at a loss for words and was about to make a distinction when he saw Xiao Changtian wink at him from the corner of his eye, so he could only swallow back the words on his lips.
Cheng Ling's eyes were blazing, and his heart moved. The situation between these two people was a bit strange. They both had the surname Xiao. Could they be related? But why did Xiao Changtian find Yang Sen again? He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he could only say: "Since you don't like Mrs. Xiao, then I'll choose Mrs. Yang. That'll be all right!"
He said this after careful consideration. The best result is to face Xiao Yan. Cheng Ling believes that his swordsmanship can make up for the gap in cultivation. If they are still unwilling, then it can only be Yang Sen.
Yang Sen also studied swordsmanship intensively, but his swordsmanship must not be of a high level, so he would have an advantage against him. At least the swordsmanship in Golden Pages was much higher.
Yang Sen showed no emotion or anger, looked at Xiao Changtian and Cheng Maogong calmly and said, "What do you two think?"
Xiao Changtian felt a headache. Cheng Ling was indeed cunning, specializing in picking on the weak. But if he refuses Yang Sen again, he will really lose face to the Wuxiang Sword Sect. He swept his eyes, finally looked at Cheng Maogong, and said: "Third Elder, what do you mean?"
Cheng Maogong was also undecided. According to Cheng Honggang, Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was so strong that even the disciples of the Famous Sword Academy were defeated by him. If Yang Sen failed, all his efforts would be in vain.
He hesitated for a long time and said: "As I said just now, the opponent is not chosen by him. The two sect princes are from the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and this boy is now the sect master. He has some understanding of the martial arts in the sect. For Just in case, let me and fellow Daoist Xiao take action!"
Yang Sen was secretly angry, this old fox obviously doesn't like me. But this reason makes sense. Since they want to work hard, they can get the secret book in the end anyway, so it doesn't hurt to save some effort.
Xiao Changtian was secretly happy. These few words were beautifully said and he easily eliminated Yang Sen and Xiao Yan. Busy rushing to Xiao
Yan winked and asked him to recommend him.
Xiao Yan had no choice but to say: "In this case, I think it is best for fellow Daoist Xiao to take action. After all, your Cheng family is inextricably linked to this kid."
"I agree too!" Yang Sen immediately made a follow-up shot to seal the matter.
Cheng Maogong smiled bitterly, Xiao Yan really used his methods to repay others. Also using an indefensible reason to exclude yourself. Indeed, Cheng Ling's mother was from the Cheng family and was the clan leader's biological sister. According to seniority, she was his nephew.
Now, among the four Nascent Souls, only Xiao Changtian is the one who can take action.
He laughed, took two steps closer, and said, "Sect Master Cheng, it's up to me to come down and learn your clever tricks!"
Cheng Ling secretly warned that among the four of them, the one he least wanted to meet was Xiao Changtian. Yang Sen and Xiao Yan can fight on their own. Cheng Maogong was born in the Cheng family and is good at magic. Even if he is not an opponent, he can escape unscathed with the help of the divine thunderbolt movement.
But Xiao Changtian himself knew nothing about it. And vaguely, he felt that Xiao Changtian's cultivation level was by no means inferior to Cheng Maogong, and was even slightly better. If you want to start a fight with such a mysterious figure, you really don’t know where to start.
But now, the arrow is on the string and must be fired. He had no choice but to brace himself and deal with it cautiously. With the Thunder Cloud Sword in hand, his true energy was circulating around his body. He took two steps forward, took a stance and said, "Senior, please give me some advice!"
Xiao Changtian nodded, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Cheng Ling showed a very high level of swordsmanship with just a few simple steps. Even though his cultivation had reached a higher level, he did not dare to relax at all.
"Rumble"
Thunder roared and large thunderclouds floated in the sky, adding to the chilling atmosphere. The disciples in the square formed a large circle and left the middle area free, which was used as a duel venue between the two.
Xiao Changtian was about to say a few words, but Cheng Ling struck first and stabbed him in the throat with a sword. He knew that Lun Xiuwei was no match for him, and could only take him by surprise. The moment he spoke in front of him, a flaw was revealed, and he was not willing to let it go easily.
Coupled with the gathering of thunder clouds, the thunder cloud swordsmanship I practiced was just in time. The right time and the right location account for two things, so I don’t believe it’s impossible to win.
Xiao Changtian secretly scolded the boy for being cunning, but was also surprised by Cheng Ling's speed with his sword. On one side of his body, he dodged the blow, his hands turned into claws, and he grabbed hard at his chest.
Cheng Ling felt that the speed of the long sword slowed down. Xiao Changtian was extremely skilled, and the momentum of his attack made it difficult for him to perform his swordsmanship smoothly. He did not dodge, but with a movement of his hand, the long sword that was stabbing forward was replaced by a backhand sword, and his right hand continued to slash horizontally towards the throat.
Xiao Changtian was shocked. This move changed so quickly. If he grabbed his chest, the long sword would also hit his neck. It was actually a lose-lose situation. Of course he didn't want to compete with Cheng Ling, so he retracted his outstretched claws to protect his neck, and made a sound of gold and iron with the long sword.
Cheng Ling was shocked, his claws were so hard that even a middle-grade sword could not damage him at all. Could it be that he had refined the steel claws that guarded his hands?
In his haste, he didn't have time to think carefully, so he could only return his sword and stab him in the chest again. Xiao Changtian moved his left hand to protect his chest, but Cheng Ling returned without success. He was not discouraged, and the long sword moved according to his will, swishing and swishing, thrusting out continuously, never leaving Xiao Changtian's vital points.
Xiao Changtian was secretly shocked, these quick sword moves were without any rules, but when the attack came, he had to be saved. When did this kid learn such superb swordsmanship? Did he really crack the secret in the secret book?
His heart was on fire. If this happened, he would even capture Cheng Ling! eyes
With a flash of divine light, his whole body's momentum exploded, and he responded with all his strength. He used his hands and claws to attack Cheng Ling like a gust of wind and rain.
"Boom!", "Crack!", "Brush!"
Heavy raindrops finally fell from the sky, soaking everyone in an instant. But the two people in the field seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, and the raindrops could not fall in at all. They all used their true energy to the limit, and the steaming hot air emitted, forming a thin body-protecting aura.
Cheng Ling secretly thought, God help me. His sword moves changed, and his speed instantly increased several times. The power of thunder spread around him, and he attacked Xiao Changtian with the long sword.
Xiao Changtian didn't expect that he still had some energy left, so he ignited his passion and said loudly: "Well done!" His claws moved out frequently, not giving up even a step.
The two of them kept executing their killing moves in a half-foot-wide space, and they were fighting inextricably.
Xiao Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Fortunately, he didn't play. Judging from Cheng Ling's swordsmanship, it was impossible to resist him. If he was really defeated by him, he wouldn't know where to put his old face.
Yang Sen opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time. Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was seen once during the sect master competition. It was indeed very strong, but he was not strong enough and it was only a matter of time before he could be restrained. But now it seems that he didn't use all his strength at that time. At least what he saw in front of him was that even if his cultivation was stronger than him, there was no guarantee that he could be defeated.
Cheng Maogong's eyes flashed with coldness. He didn't expect Cheng Ling to be so skilled in swordsmanship. If such a person is offended, he must eradicate it, otherwise it will only bring endless troubles to the family. He wondered if the clan leader would want to welcome back the family if he saw the battle in front of him.
The two people in the field didn't have the energy to pay attention to this. Xiao Changtian's cultivation level had reached a higher level after all. No matter how strong Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was, he couldn't hold on. His true energy was depleted a lot, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would lose sooner or later.
As soon as he glanced at it, he saw a large urn behind him, and he slowly retreated to the urn, relying on the big man to deal with Xiao Changtian.
At this time, Xiao Changtian was depressed. The big man was very large and his arms were not that long, so he could not hit Cheng Ling. But Cheng Ling had the power of a long sword and frequently took action to keep him out of the sword circle.
Xiao Changtian was so angry that he tried several times to destroy the big urn, but Cheng Ling couldn't let him do it. He stretched out his right hand and stabbed his right hand, stretched out his left leg and slashed his left leg. In short, any object that grew beyond his body, whether it was hands, feet or anything else, made him return in vain.
Xiao Changtian was very worried. With just a big jar, Cheng Ling was able to save the situation. His fighting talent was really amazing. We can't go on like this. Even if we take his sword, we will destroy this big urn.
He ignored it and slapped his left palm firmly towards the big urn. The big urn couldn't withstand the force of his palm, and it exploded instantly. However, Cheng Ling also opened a long wound on his arm. He was so angry that he took advantage of the broken urn fragments to temporarily block Cheng Ling's sight and grabbed his chest with a claw.
Cheng Ling dodged sideways, but was still carried away by Zhaofeng. He groaned for a lifetime and spat out a mouthful of blood. Both of them were injured at the same time!
Just as he was about to get up again, a figure rushed out and shouted: "Stop fighting, brother Ling, he is Xiao Lang, your biological father!"
The two of them were startled and turned around to look, only to see Xi Yan standing in the rain with a look of anxiety on her face. Xiao Changtian asked in disbelief: "How did you know?"
Xiyan glanced at him and said, "My real name is Chen Ying, and I am Chen Haoran's daughter. I have heard about you. Cheng Ling is not Chen Haoran's son, but your son!"
