"Lingdao, let's go, the sword of the sky is yours!"

Zhuang Xin slowly spit a sigh of relief. If there is no Lingdao, the first round of the slashing sword will be tested. But now, Zhuang Xin has confidence. How can Ling Tao be defeated so far?

Xuanwu Jianzong only has three true disciples, but Zhuang Xin believes that Lingdao can certainly solve it. He knows Ling Dao earlier, and he knows more about Ling Dao. Duan Zhenghui can only pray for Lingdao to win. He has confidence in Lingdao, but it is not absolute confidence.

"If you can beat all the true disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong, and see you later, I will definitely call you a brother!"

"Me too, those Xuanwu Jianzong disciples are too hateful, they must teach them a meal!"

"For the next disciple, we must not fail. Otherwise, the next disciple will come and live in the palace!"

Huang Fuer, Zhuo Bufan, Luo Zhener, and Hao Ran have all lost their battles. Now they can count on it, only Lingdao. After all, when the sacred swordsman was a true disciple, Dadao defeated the team of twelve true disciples.

Other disciples do not believe in Lingdao, but they believe. They understand in their hearts that they are definitely not the opponents of Lingdao. Otherwise, they will not go up first, let Lingdao last one.

"Reassured, if I am there, the sword will not lose!"

Lingdao’s voice is very light, but it reveals a big determination. Huang Fuer and others are all shocked. Since Ling Dao said so, it should be very sure. They are ruined, and as long as the slashing swordsman can win, everything is worth it.

When Lingdao walked up to the sword, it made everyone feel awkward. Originally, they all thought that the sacred swordsman had come to Lingdao, only because the elders of Lingdao had a very high internal position in the slashing swords, and brought him to see the world.

After all, Ling Dao is too young, only fifteen years old. The Sword of Heaven is not a powerful force. The fifteen-year-old disciple should not be so powerful. Now that Lingdao is on the scene, it has naturally caused a lot of people's curiosity.

"It seems that your cracked swords are really no one, even your little smug little hair boy has come up!"

The words of this Xuanwu Jianzong disciple caused a burst of laughter. Originally, he thought that the last disciple of the cracked sword was very strong. Who knows that it is a little guy like Lingdao. He can only think that the Sword of Heaven is really declining, and no one will be available to make Lingdao appear.

"Little doll, you still go home and practice a few years of swordsmanship, then come back to the fight sword meeting!"

"The slashing sword is really useless. Even a decent disciple of the true qi dynasty can't get it out. Even a little boy is coming up!"

"Senior brother, it seems that I didn't need you to shoot at all. I didn't expect the first test, it was so easy, haha..."

The remaining two disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong are stronger than the ones who had previously shot and the one who stood in front of Lingdao. Unfortunately, it seems that they have no chance to even take the shot.

"Are you talking nonsense?"

Lingdao’s words are to let the opposite Xuanwu Jianzong disciple look at him. He hasn’t said anything about Lingdao. Is Lingdao so rude to him? Especially the calm expression of Ling Dao makes him feel no face.

"Oh, I didn't expect your kid's temper to be quite big, or let me replace your elders today and teach you a good meal!"

The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple took out the steel sword and went straight to Lingdao. If it is replaced by other opponents, he may not be like this. After all, the swordsmanship of Xuanwu Jianzong is stronger in defense and slightly weaker in attack.

However, he did not put Lingdao in his eyes, and naturally launched a fierce attack as soon as he came up. His swordsmanship is also quite powerful, and between the waves, the wind whispers. However, his power is simply weak in the eyes of Ling Dao.

"You don't have that qualification yet!"

Just when the steel sword of the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple was far from the body of Lingdao, and less than three feet away, Lingdao was finally shot. He did not draw a sword, but like the proud dragon, he directly used the lower sword with a scabbard.

Lingdao had a very fast sword, and he was first hit first, and he hit the wrist of the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple directly. The Xuanwu Jianzong disciple screamed and couldn’t catch the steel sword, which made the steel sword fly out. Ling Dao is not forgiving, the scabbard is a stick, and he is on the body of the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple, let him back again and again.

When the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple stabilized his body, the scabbard of Lingdao had already reached his chest. If it is the battle of life and death, Xuanwu Jianzong disciple is absolutely dead under the sword of Lingdao.

"Is that kid winning?"

"The younger brother actually lost?"

"If you don't draw a sword, you will win?"

Everyone was amazed, and they all thought that Lingdao would be defeated. But now, Ling Dao proves his tyranny with facts. Even if you don't pull the sword, you can easily defeat the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong.

"next!"

Lingdao said faintly that the previous battle did not affect him at all. The disciples of the slashing swords are all laughing, and the strength of Lingdao is extremely tyrannical. It was just a trick, and it was defeated by Xuanwu Jianzong disciples without a sword.

"He used to be a Thunder sword, great!"

Zhou Xinghe’s eyes were also bright. He did not think that Lingdao’s time was actually a thunder sword. The last time he sent Lingdao a lower sword, it was the Tianlei sword. He painted a chronic poison on the Tianlei sword, as long as Lingdao used the Tianlei sword, sooner or later he would be poisoned and killed.

"Kids, don't be too arrogant, don't think that defeating my younger brother is invincible. You have to know that there are days outside the sky, there are people outside. You are the swords of the heavens, it is not the opponent of our Xuanwu swordsman!"

Another disciple of Xuanwu Jianzong came up. His face was arrogant, but he was cautious in the dark. The previous Lingdao performance was too strong, he had to be careful. Even if he is, it is impossible to easily defeat his younger brother like Lingdao.

"To deal with your kind of goods, I only need a sword!"

Lingdao hands hug the wind and thunder sword on his chest, his attitude is frivolous, and he did not put the Xuanwu Jianzong disciple in his eyes. He is so young, and his strength is tyrannical. If he is not arrogant, he is not like a young man.

"Hurricane!"

The opposite Xuanwu Jianzong disciple is also angry, even if Ling Daoqiang, it is impossible to defeat him with a sword. Well, he is also the leader among the disciples of Xuanwu Jianzong’s true atmosphere. How could he not get a sword from a fifteen-year-old boy?