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Two hundred and thirteenth chapter utensils(2/2)

Easy to attack and easy to defend."

"This new disciple has no hope of victory."

"well."

Someone sighed.

In the crowd, Zhou Yang stared at this scene, his expression becoming sinister again.

"Junior brother Lin."

Xu Feng stared at Lin Tian, ​​a little worried.

On the stage of life and death, Lin Tian's expression became calm again and he looked up.

"Height, about sixteen feet."

He said quietly to himself.

While muttering to himself, he squatted down slightly.

"Huh? What is he doing?"

"Want to jump on?"

"How is it possible? It's 16 feet high, and even the strongest people in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness can't jump up!"

Many disciples shook their heads.

However, the next moment, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Lin Tian actually jumped up.

"Is this guy stupid?"

The crowd was surprised.

Staring at this scene, even the three deacons and elders in the distance had strange expressions.

Lin Tian jumped up and jumped to a position four feet away from the platform of life and death, and his figure gradually began to fall.

"I really...can't figure out what is in this guy's head. If I hadn't seen him fighting just now and knew how powerful he was, I would have thought he was a fool."

Some people were speechless.

Liu Zihui stood on his sword and looked down at Lin Tian with a sarcastic look on his face: "Idiot!"

Lin Tian's figure gradually fell, as if he had lost his balance. This made everyone shake their heads again. However, in the next moment, with everyone's shocked expressions, his right leg actually stepped hard in the air, and his whole body unexpectedly

Heading towards the higher sky again, leaping up to a height of more than eight feet!

"How is that possible!"

"Stepping on the void, isn't this something only a strong man in the air can do?!"

"Oh My God?!"

Everyone changes color collectively.

Next, Lin Tian took continuous steps in the air, heading all the way up into the sky.

Such a strange scene made everyone's expressions change greatly.

At this moment, even the three deacons looked shocked, staring ahead in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking through the air rang out again and again. Lin Tian looked indifferent, stepping on the second step of Liang Yi, and rushed all the way.

Liu Zihui's expression changed suddenly, and in a panic, another ordinary long knife appeared in his hand.

"It's too late!" Lin Tianleng said, having already arrived in front of Liu Zihui, the Zhongling Sword killed everyone with a huge shock, and mercilessly slashed towards Liu Zihui's neck: "Death!"

The light of the thunder flame sword is so powerful that it is awe-inspiring.

At this moment, a terrifying sword slashed from a distance, and its tyrannical aura made everyone change their color.

Lin Tian's face moved, he retracted his sword, retreated in a strange posture, and fell towards the platform of life and death.

He looked up and saw an old man flying towards the southeast on a long knife. His whole body exuded an extremely fierce aura, and he at least had the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"Zuo Shang, Zuo Deacon!"

"Liu Zihui seems to have been introduced to the sect by Deacon Zuo. I heard that this person is very protective of his shortcomings."

"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

Someone whispered.

Liu Zihui felt relieved and turned his head to look, showing a hint of joy: "Senior!"

Lin Tian's expression became a little cold, and he stared at the old man who suddenly appeared.

As if feeling Lin Tian's gaze, Zuo Shang glanced down coldly and said: "At such a young age, he can be so vicious in his attacks. He really is a little devil!"

Lin Tian's face suddenly turned colder.

"Vicious? You shameless thing. This is the stage of life and death. Get away from me!"

He said coldly.

Staring at Zuo Shang, an icy killing intent came out of his body, making the air feel a little cold.

"hiss!"

Listening to Lin Tian's words, many spectators gasped.

Zuo Shang is the deacon of the sect. How dare a new disciple dare to insult the deacon of the sect like this!

Zuo Shang's expression suddenly turned cold: "How dare you, a young outer disciple, to contradict the sect's deacon and seek death!" As he said that, Zuo Shang actually attacked Lin Tian directly, striking a terrifying sword blow without hesitation.

slashed towards Lin Tian.

"Old thing!"

Lin Tian's eyes were cold, and he tightened the Zhongling Sword with his right hand, and the light of the thunder flame sword suddenly rose sharply.
Chapter completed!
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