The smoke and dust dispersed, and the sky and earth returned to clear sky.

I saw that at this moment, on the top of the fairy mountain, Ling Xiao had one hand behind his back and pointed to the sky with one hand. He had a handsome figure and was dressed in white like a fairy.

The sun shone on his face, raising the corner of his mouth with a hint of warmth.

only!!

In mid-air in front of him, Chu Tiancheng's face was full of fear and horror.

In his hand, the golden light on the heavy knife had long since disappeared.

even!!!

The tip of the knife was so sharp that it was caught between two fingers of the young man in front of him, making him unable to move.

"Hiss."

Countless gasps of air resounded loudly, and in the eyes of all the geniuses here, there was no other look, only deep awe.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that any young man in this world could stop Chu Tiancheng's sky-cutting sword with just two fingers.

Although!!

They have long understood the supreme majesty contained in the four words God makes disciples.

But now it seems that they still underestimated this young man's combat power.

It is shocking to the world and shocks the past and the present.

The supreme young man, the invincible immortal.

If we say that the first blow in Chutian City made everyone see the invincible speed of Ling Xiao's peers.

Then this second sword almost convinced them that the latter's cultivation level must have surpassed theirs.

Before today, the number one genius in Western Xinjiang was Chu Tiancheng, Mo Wuya and Han Qingyue.

But after today, this first place no longer means anything.

even!!

Many people have lost interest in Hanyue Immortal Trail at this time.

Lord Ling Xiao is here in person, what the hell are they doing with the relics of creation in this fairyland?

"How could it be...could it be that my sword intention is really flawed?"

Chu Tiancheng's figure stood in the void, lowering his head blankly, looking at the heavy knife in his hand.

Three thousand in the fantasy world can cut down the heaven and the earth.

Why can't it kill a young man today?

Did he hide his cultivation?

But even the people of Shenhou cannot be so calm and calm under that domineering sword.

Even just now, Chu Tiancheng had a vague feeling that the young man did not exert any spiritual power at all, but a ray of coldness emanated from his body, and his sword intention seemed to have solidified and stagnated.

only!!

Under the star robe that Chu Tiancheng could not see, one of Ling Xiao's arms had already been covered with dragon scales.

The magic patterns on it flicker, evolving into ancient mysteries.

"Hey, the Son of Destiny's Taoist heart is trembling and self-doubting. Congratulations to the host for plundering 500 points of luck and 5,000 points for the villain."

Hearing the notification sound from the system, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's lips.

It's just that it's not enough.

The trembling in your Taoist heart is just the beginning. Next, you will find that not only can your sword not be able to kill me, but even the sword techniques you practice are rubbish in my eyes.

From the growth process of Chutian City, Ling Xiao had roughly guessed that there must be a secret hidden in this destined son.

Only when you get a romance can you start another life.

It is a commonplace to say that those who have been deposed and rebuilt have to have the guidance of an expert. Grandpa, the remnant souls of alien beasts.

And the secret of Chu Tiancheng's sword path may be hidden in this ancient sword.

Three Thousand Fantasy Worlds, just by hearing the name, you can tell that this sword is of extremely high quality.

And at this time, Ling Xiao could clearly feel that there was a faint trace of soul consciousness in this knife.

Weapon soul?

Or... the ancient powerful man sealed inside?

interesting.

But, aren’t you bored of hiding in the knife all the time?

How about coming out to meet the sun?

"Mr. Chu, two moves."

Ling Xiao smiled and gently released his two fingers.

Chu Tiancheng's figure immediately flew out and landed ten feet away.

At this time, he could see the changing look in Yuan Yao's eyes.

The dazzling look when I looked at him has gradually become deserted.

On the contrary, the sun was shining brightly in his eyes when he looked at Ling Xiao.

He doesn't blame her, because like the love of beauty, there is no woman in this world who doesn't covet the strong.

What's more, in front of Ling Xiao, Jianmei Xingyu, Daogu Xianyun, not to mention Yuan Yao, even Chu Tiancheng had to exclaim, peerless young master!

Can…

Yuanyao is where his Tao heart lies.

In front of her, Chu Tiancheng cannot be defeated but also... dare not be defeated!

"call."

Chu Tiancheng took a deep breath, the fear on his face gradually dissipated, and there was a faint hint of strong fighting intent in his eyes.

"Young Master Ling Xiao, I have to admit that you are the strongest opponent I have ever met. In order to show my respect for you, I will do my best with my next blow. However... I would like to remind you that this blow will

Come out, Master, I'm afraid there will be no way out!"

Hearing this, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on the faces of all the geniuses from Western Xinjiang.

If it were in the past, they wouldn't have the slightest doubt about Chu Tiancheng's pretentiousness.

But today, you can't even chop off two of the adults' fingers, and you're still bragging.

Why, judging from your tone, are you hiding your cultivation or your methods?

Poof!

so what?

Master Ling Xiao, obviously he didn’t take it seriously!

"Come on, show it."

Ling Xiao raised his head, glanced at Yuan Yao, and smiled slightly.

His actions at this moment made the latter's pretty face turn red.

What do you mean, sir...are you doing all this for me?

It should be, right?

But, he is not with Fairy Han...

Are you a scumbag?

But why do I inexplicably want to be trashed by him?

"Sir, be careful."

Chu Tiancheng nodded indifferently, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

In his hand, above the heavy knife, there was suddenly a black mist, like tentacles, exuding evil.

In just a few moments, the hilt of the knife disappeared.

In other words, it is integrated with Chu Tiancheng's right hand.

If not for the fact that there was not even a trace of demonic energy escaping from his body, I am afraid that a strong man would have appeared in Hanyue Immortal Palace at this moment to slay the demons.

But even so, looking at the figure of the young man who was integrated with the sword, the faces of many of the geniuses of Western Xinjiang still turned pale.

Could this be the legendary highest state of sword cultivation, where man and sword become one?

"Huh? Cheng'er, why are you calling me so urgently?"

In the soul sea of ​​Chutian City, an old voice suddenly came.
To be continued...