The Heavenly Sword Holy Land encourages sword cultivators from all over the Eastern Wasteland to come to the Holy Land to worship and challenge.
Promote the exchange of swordsmanship among swordsmen from all over the Eastern Wasteland.
Therefore, most of the time, the pseudo-holy disciples and core disciples of the Holy Land who fight against him will be merciful.
This can also prevent everyone from having too much psychological pressure on challenging the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, causing them to not dare to challenge again.
Compared with the loss of a sword and the loss of a life, everyone can still tell which one is lighter and which one is heavier.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
The false saints and core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land have different personalities, and their swordsmanship is also different.
When facing some particularly arrogant challengers, he occasionally struck hard.
Over the years, there have been many cases of challengers losing fingers and arms.
Although these people did not lose their lives, they also lost their qualifications to continue practicing swordsmanship.
At this time, a man suddenly walked out of the noisy crowd.
Ling Tian's eyes naturally fell on this person.
This man wore a silver-white robe and carried a long sword on his back. He was handsome but had white hair, and even his eyebrows were white.
After walking ten steps in front of Ling Tian, the white-haired young man stopped.
His first glance did not look at Ling Tian, but instead fell on the Chaos Sword held in Ling Tian's right hand.
Obviously, this person had already heard that Ling Tian had a high-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon.
"You are the challenger, right?"
After the white-haired young man confirmed that the Chaos Sword in Ling Tian's hand was extraordinary, he then looked at Ling Tian again.
"Are you Xiao Kuang?"
Ling Tian did not answer the other party's question, because the other party's question did not need to be answered.
He and Tong Gui were the only ones standing outside the mountain gate.
Tong Gui is a warrior in the Heavenly Realm and is not qualified to worship the Mountain and challenge the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
Therefore, he can only be the one to challenge.
"Senior Brother Xiao Kuang, can you challenge any cat or dog?"
Hearing Ling Tian's words, the white-haired young man sneered contemptuously, his brows full of contempt for Ling Tian.
It can be seen that this person is also a lonely and arrogant person.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Ling Tian was a little disappointed, but he had already thought of this result in advance.
Xiao Kuang is the number one false holy son in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
No matter who challenges him, he will fight.
Although there are many rewards for defeating challengers.
But his pride as the number one false holy son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land did not allow him to fight at will.
"The Eighteenth False Holy Son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, Ou Ran!"
The white-haired young man said his name loudly with a smile on his face.
Ou Ran, the 18th false holy son of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land!
His strength is in the middle of the pack among the thirty-six false saints in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and he is not considered weak!
However, when Ling Tian heard this, he shook his head in disappointment.
Then, he persuaded Ou Ran with an indifferent expression, "You are not my opponent, let's find someone else! Or, you can just ask Xiao Kuang to come!"
From the beginning, Ou Ran's name was not what he cared about.
It was Ou Ran's ranking among the thirty-six false saints in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
The Heavenly Sword Holy Land and the Emperor Holy Land are both one of the five holy lands in the Eastern Wasteland.
Naturally, the strength of the false saints in the Holy Land will not differ much.
Ou Ran ranks eighteenth among the thirty-six pseudo-holy sons in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and his strength is estimated to be not as strong as Wen Xie, who previously ranked as the fourteenth pseudo-holy son in the Emperor Holy Land.
Ling Tian had a fight with Wen Xie when he was at the Holy Land of Emperor Ji, and he won easily.
If Ou Ran's strength is not as good as Wen Xie's, how can he be Ling Tian's opponent?
What's more, Ling Tian is stronger now than when he was in Emperor Holy Land!
Ling Tian was not interested in a battle without suspense.
"This guy actually dares to despise Senior Brother Ou Ran?"
"Haha...Senior Brother Ou Ran is not a good-tempered person. This guy has made a decision today."
"Guess whether Senior Brother Ou Ran will cut off this person's left arm or his right arm?"
After Ling Tian finished speaking, Ou Ran hadn't said anything yet, but waves of contempt erupted from the crowd.
They have now begun to guess which arm of Ling Tian will be broken off by Ou Ran.
"You have to pay the price for arrogance!"
Ou Ran was obviously angered by Ling Tian's contemptuous words, but his expression was unusually calm.
bass!
After his cold words fell, the sword behind his back suddenly unsheathed and fell into his hand.
This sword is as white as snow and has a hint of cold air. It is obviously a heaven-level middle-grade spiritual weapon!
Although it is not as good as Ling Tian's Chaos Sword, Ou Ran is confident that he can use his own strength to make up for the sword's quality gap.
call!
A gust of cold wind swept by, and the power of life soul emerged on Ou Ran.
There is no doubt that Ou Ran's soul is the sword!
A snowstorm sword!
When Ou Ran raised his sword and stood up, the power of his sword instantly increased.
The cold and biting sword intent became stronger and stronger, and soon reached the third level.
"With one sword, I'll cut off your sword-holding arm!"
Ou Ran's eyes flashed with coldness, and while he spoke coldly, his figure flashed out.
The sword thrust out and the wind and snow swept across.
The sword light, as white as snow, rides on the wind and snow, across the void, like an ice thorn stabbing Ling Tian.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Ou Ran has already understood the third realm of sword intent."
"Originally, I was still thinking about how many moves that person could take from Senior Brother Ou Ran. Looking at it now, I'm afraid he won't be able to take any of them."
"You heard what Senior Brother Ou Ran said, he wants to cut off this man's arm with one sword! Haha..."
Noticing the power of Ou Ran's sword moves, many people exclaimed in surprise or envy.
But at this time, Ling Tian's face was still very calm.
Looking at him, Yang Si didn't seem to think Ou Ran's sword was very strong.
"The sword willpower in you must have just reached the third level, right? It seems that it is not very mature yet."
Ling Tian smiled slightly and raised the Chaos Sword in his hand at the same time.
The sword intent of the third realm instantly rose into the sky, seeming to have the power to pierce the sky.
Countless sword shadows instantly filled the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
"This person also has the will of the third realm of swordsmanship?"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Before they could say anything more, Ling Tian suddenly groaned softly.
"Sword shadow, return to unity!"
The sword shadows in the sky trembled and returned to the Chaos Sword.
Ling Tian raised his sword and stabbed, only to see a shadow flickering out.
This sword is Shadow's fifth sword!
The shadow sword light flashed past and hit the sword light that Ou Ran stabbed.
The sword light, which was like an ice thorn, shattered instantly.
The shadow sword light flickered for a while, and they all arrived in front of Ou Ran.
"What……"
Ou Ran opened his eyes and froze on the spot in surprise.
Before he could react, the shadow flashed past his side.
Then, a strand of white hair flew and slowly descended from the top of his head.
Seeing this, Ou Ran subconsciously stretched out his hand and caught the strand of white hair.
When he looked down at his palm, the expression on his face completely froze...
