5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 147 Unparalleled body, win the ring!

No one expected that the true face of the sword master was that of a young man, clearly a student!

But the vicissitudes and calmness in Jiang Ling's eyes are like an old monster who has lived for countless years.

Vicissitudes and immaturity appeared on his face at the same time, which made people extremely amazed.

And many people in the crowd knew Jiang Ling well, and when they saw this face, they stared in shock.

"It's him, Jiangling!"

The Wu family also sent people, Wu Dakuang and Wu Xingyu brothers stood behind the crowd, lost their voices.

Nima, Jiangling is the sword master?The sword master is Jiang Ling?

Shouldn't it be fake?
However, it is impossible to falsify the news announced by the three major transformation gods, and Feixianshan did not deny the news. Instead, a large group of people came aggressively, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what was going on.

"It turns out that the sword master is Jiang Ling, no wonder he wants to kill our Yi Tian army!" The man sent by Yi Tian army roared angrily.

He will definitely kill Jiang Ling later!
"Jiangling!"

"Jiangling, it's him."

For a while, many people in the crowd burst out with killing intent.

In recent years, there are quite a few people who have feuded with Jiang Ling and suffered at the hands of Jiang Ling.

Hearing the rage in the crowd, the ancestors of the Wanxiang Sect and the others in the three stages of transformation were also a little surprised. They didn't expect that once the masks were taken off, they didn't need them to stir up the atmosphere. up.

The faces of the three god transformation stage were a little weird, how many people did this guy offend.

"No way, the sword master is Jiang Ling?"

Fang Yun also saw Jiang Ling's true face, and stared in shock, filled with disbelief.

Just a few months ago, he was fighting with Jiang Ling. In such a short period of time, he thought that he was already a genius after cultivating crazily to the innate Dzogchen. Unexpectedly, Jiang Ling was even more exaggerated than him. He went straight to the Nascent Soul Stage and became a No.1.

"Jiangling, it's really him!"

Bu Feiyan's pupils contracted violently, his face was full of joy, he is not dead, Jiang Ling is not dead!

The sword master is Jiang Ling, and her initial feeling was correct.

I don't know why Jiang Ling hid the truth from her, but anyway, as long as he doesn't die, it's fine.

But then, her complexion collapsed. She didn't die last time, and this time the death crisis is even worse. So many people want to kill Jiang Ling, but Jiang Ling's cultivation has been sealed, it's no different from waiting to die.

"Grandpa, we must save him." Bu Feiyan rushed to Bu Zhenyun anxiously and exclaimed.

But Bu Zhenyun frowned tightly, and sighed involuntarily, with a difficult tone: "Feiyan, the strongest member of our Bu family is your great-uncle."

He didn't say any more, and Bu Feiyan fell silent.

"Okay, since there are so many people who want to kill Jiang Ling, let's start the Zongmen Competition directly."

In an instant, figures jumped into the hall.

The ceiling of the hall was broken, and the structure of the competition scene was similar to that of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, but it was much simpler. There was only one high platform in the huge place.

"Jiangling, so your name is Jiangling."

Deng Wenyuan walked towards him step by step, and the murderous intent on his body surged.

"Those who robbed me in public made me lose face. Today I will chop you up into pieces and feed them to the dogs. Then I will find Ye Qingrou and give her to the beggar after I get tired of playing with her."

Jiang Ling raised his head and looked at him fixedly, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"die!"

A group of people made a noise and rushed towards Jiangling.

"Wait," Jiang Ling snorted, and looked at the ancestor of the Vientiane Sect: "Didn't you set up a barrier on such a big battlefield?"

Old Ancestor nodded straightly when he heard this, it made sense, he wanted to set up a barrier to prevent the power from leaking out, and at the same time prevent people from Feixian Mountain from suddenly intervening to save Jiangling.

"Let me do it."

A figure beside the ancestor waved a light yellow light curtain.

"I got this by accident. The barrier can last for half an hour. Even I can't break through the barrier within half an hour. I can only open it after the time is over."

He is a little proud, this is the most valuable thing he got from the fairy treasure at the risk of his life.

The moment the barrier spread, all the people in Feixian Mountain, including Yu Liang, changed their faces drastically. They didn't expect the other party to have such a method.

Now their plans were all disrupted, no matter how well planned they were, it was useless if they couldn't get in, they could only watch Jiang Ling get killed.

"OK!"

Deng Wenyuan laughed twice, then looked at Jiang Ling coldly: "You are dead this time, do you have any last words?"

Jiang Ling ignored him, looked up at the surrounding barriers, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You fucking deaf, didn't you hear me?" Deng Wenyuan frowned.

"I'm going to die. I'm still pretending to be like this. I still deserve a beating." Fang Yun turned his head and saw Bu Feiyan's worried look outside, so he couldn't get angry.

Bu Feiyan, don't you care about this Jiangling, then I will kill him in front of you!

Thinking of this, Fang Yun took a step forward, his innate Dzogchen power was undoubtedly revealed, and he punched Jiang Ling.

Deng Wenyuan didn't care too much, let others vent their anger first, and then he went up and screwed Jiang Ling's head off.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Ling would be blown away, there was a click, Fang Yun's hand was grabbed by Jiang Ling, and the whole thing was deformed.

"Ah!" Fang Yun screamed in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ling kicked his dantian, smashing his dantian, and crippling his internal energy.

"No, my dantian!" Fang Yun knelt on the ground and screamed in pain.

This scene stunned all the onlookers.

how is this possible!Didn't it mean that his cultivation base was abolished, but Jiang Ling abolished a congenital Dzogchen with two moves.

Who is it that abolishes whom?
The people in Feixian Mountain were stunned, and Bu Feiyan was also stunned.

Even the ancestors of the Wanxiangmen and the others in the three stages of transformation into gods frowned.

"It should be his physical strength. It is estimated that he has tempered his physical body." The ancestor quickly realized.

He said loudly: "Everyone, don't panic. His cultivation has not been unsealed. It is the strength of his body. At most, he can deal with the innate stage."

With these words, the people in the field breathed a sigh of relief, but those who were below the alchemy stage did not dare to do anything, and gave up seeking revenge on Jiangling, and climbed up the high platform one by one.

"Jiang Ling, your life is really tough, but it's a pity you met me, Deng Wenyuan."

The corners of Deng Wenyuan's mouth rose, Jindan burst into a strong light, and a sharp breath emanated.

"Dead, now he can't run away, the young sect master of the Vientiane Sect has the strength to form alchemy Dzogchen."

All the onlookers shook their heads and sighed.

A generation of heroic sword masters who fell into such a situation would die here.

"Whoosh."

While everyone was watching, Deng Wenyuan quickly rushed in front of Jiang Ling.

Facing Deng Wenyuan's brutal attack, Jiang Ling unhurriedly wrapped the iron chain around his arm around his arm, and the moment the opponent was close to him, "Peng" slammed it heavily.

The fist wrapped in the iron chain collided with Deng Wenyuan's spiritual power, and the spiritual power was dissipated unexpectedly, and Deng Wenyuan was thrown flying with one punch.

"This this!"

Everyone inside and outside the arena was stunned, rubbing their eyes vigorously, suspecting that they were delusional.

Deng Wenyuan, who had completed his alchemy, was blown away by a person who cultivated a seal!What a joke.

"I rely on!"

Yu Liang had already covered his eyes in despair, but when he heard the exclamation of the people around him, he exposed his fingers and looked out, panting heavily in shock.

Could it be a mistake, but uncle's cultivation has not been sealed?
Bu Feiyan's eyes were also full of light, this is the Jiangling she knew, always full of miracles.

"Impossible!" The Vientiane Gate Patriarch and the three were the most shocked.

Surprised, they checked the iron chain and steel nails again, and they were all fine.

Could it be that that kid has the strength to form alchemy Dzogchen just because of his physical strength?
The three of them widened their eyes at the same time.

"Bastard!" Deng Wenyuan got up from the ground and growled angrily.

"Young sect master, the high platform has been occupied, don't worry about that Jiangling, it's important."

The two members of the Vientiane Gate shouted at Deng Wenyuan anxiously.

Deng Wenyuan looked back, and sure enough, a middle-aged man with a strong breath was standing on the high platform, and he had occupied it for 3 minutes.

"If you're lucky, I'll let you live longer."

Deng Wenyuan turned around and left.

On the other hand, Jiang Ling raised his head indifferently and looked towards the high platform in the center of the arena, guarding the ring.

"Crash."

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of everyone in the audience, Jiang Ling dragged the chains all over the place, and walked towards the high platform step by step.

"What does he want?"

Everyone is full of doubts.

With a loud "bang", Jiang Ling, dragging his body in chains, walked up the stairs next to the high platform step by step.

(End of this chapter)