C1 Sword Slave Ling Tian

Ziyun Sect, purple mountain, Sword Washing Peak.

The Ziyun Sect was located at the southwest edge of the Yun State. He had the support of the Great Tang Empire and looked south at the hundred thousand Mang Shan.

On the Swordwash Peak, there was a Sword-washing Pool that was glowing with a fiery red glow. The pool water was extremely hot and the bubbles were already boiling.

"Hua Hua Hua …"

At this moment, water splashed into the air as a figure floated up to the surface.

"Clap clap …"

His bare, red feet touched the flagstones on the side of the pool. Droplets of water dripped down and steam rose from them.

"He didn't die."

Ling Tian opened his eyes. His first reaction was that he wasn't dead!

He remembered very clearly that he had used the sword forging method recorded by the paleography to forge fifty thousand swords in ten years. When the last sword sword was completed, a flash of sword light passed by.

He had lost all consciousness.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Ling Tian suddenly held his head and squatted by the side of the Sword Washing Pool.

After an unknown period of time, when Ling Tian opened his eyes once again, all that remained of his expression was unwillingness and fury.

Ling Tian, you really are a Good-for-nothing!

His body was also called Ling Tian, and he had entered Ziyun Sect four years ago to become a sword slave.

After two years of sword washing and cultivating in two years of swordsmanship, if one cultivated their body to a state of Third level, they could break away from their servant status and become a disciple of the Outer sect.

However, Ling Tian's talent was inferior and weak, and could not be argued over and fought over. The disciples of the Sword Purification Pool had all bullied him, and he himself was forced to complete the mission of washing the sword of three people.

Furthermore, two years ago, he had been replaced by someone else and upgraded to the sword cultivation mountain as the Entries.

Not only that, but yesterday, the disciple Wang Lin of the Sword Cleansing Mountain had washed up a handful of the Outer sect disciples' swords, and changed the blame to him. Wang Lin had joined the other sword slave and thrown Ling Tian into the scalding Sword Purification Pool!

He was angry at his injustice and hated him for not fighting!

In this world, strength was revered. If one was weak, they would be at the mercy of others!

"Hu!"

After taking in a deep breath of the scorching Air, Ling Tian's eyes gradually sharpened.

"Fine, since you're reborn, you'll be me! Let me, the name Ling Tian, become famous throughout the world, and be the pride of the Nine Prefectures! "

Beside the Swordbath, there was a simple and crude small house.

In order to save time to wash the sword, Ling Tian endured the scorching heat of the day and night as he stood guard here, just for time.

Ling Tian sat cross-legged on top of the dilapidated bed and took out a shabby envelope from under his bedding. This was a letter from his family from one year ago, and Ling Tian remembered that it was from his mother and his young Younger Sister.

Opening the envelope, Ling Tian saw the clumsy drawing of a girl, causing his nose to ache, and his heart to soften.

The few lines of words in the letter were filled with concern.

"Brother, you don't have a lot of salary. Leave it for yourself to cultivate. When you become strong, Niuniu will wait for you to come back and pick us up!"

Tears fell onto the paper from his face, causing Ling Tian to feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Four years! It wasn't that he didn't hate them!

But for the sake of money, for the sake of letting mother and Younger Sister live a better life, for the sake of not letting them be bullied, he endured all of these grievances!

After placing the letter on his body, Ling Tian was about to get up.

He heard a few sounds coming from outside the Swordwashing Pool.

"Wang... Brother Wang, the temperature of this Sword Purification Pool is extremely high.

"Hmph, so what if he's dead? I won't hide it from you guys. A year ago, I intercepted his school's salary and sent him home. Even if it wasn't for this incident, he would still have died!"

"What?!" Brother Wang, how can you … "

"What's there to be afraid of? My cousin Wang Tao is a deacon of two peaks, he, Ling Tian is just a sword slave, if he dies, he would be like a dog.

Inside the broken house, when Ling Tian heard these words, the anger in his chest exploded out, and inside his dantian, a sharp aura flew out!

One year ago, you intercepted my sect's salaries!

Then for the past year, how were Mother and Younger Sister going to live?!

They definitely couldn't eat well or wear warm clothes. They would definitely be bullied by others!

They'll be worried about me day and night, thinking something's happened to me!

They must be crying because they wanted to see where this Good-for-nothing was!

Wang Lin, Wang Tao, you are truly ruthless!

You will all die!

With an angry roar, Ling Tian stomped his feet on the ground and shot out like a cannonball.

At the side of the Swordwashing Pool, Wang Lin and the two sword slave s were sizing up the place and turning their heads when they heard the commotion.

"How is this possible!?" You clearly pushed him down yesterday! "

"It can't be a ghost, right? This brat looks really scary!"

Wang Lin was fifteen years old and was born tall and big.

"Ling Tian, what are you doing?!"

Ling Tian's feet were like the wind, at the moment, he felt his blood boiling, energy surging, and said coldly: What are you doing? Of course it's to kill you! "

"Kill me? You are courting death! "

Wang Lin was only a first stage Good-for-nothing who refined the skin and bones. Right now, he was already at the second stage of Refinement!

With a roar, Wang Lin flew to meet him, like a fierce tiger heading down the mountain!

Tiger Fist!

Both fists swung out, whizzing through the air straight towards Ling Tian.

"Low Huang tier Martial Skill!" Brother Wang is so powerful, this Martial Skill is already at the elementary stage of cultivation!

"That's right, Ling Tian doesn't even have a Martial Skill, and he still wants to kill Brother Wang. He's really courting death!"

With Wang Tao's help, it was not difficult for Wang Lin to obtain a Martial Skill. In the eyes of the two sword slave s, the difference between the first and second stage of the Body Refinement Realm was simply too great, not to mention the enhancement from the Martial Skill.

"Tiger Fist?!" "It's nothing more than that!"

Ling Tian had been obsessed with Sword Dao in his previous life and was obsessed with ancient martial arts. He was extremely proficient in Taiji and had even created a very powerful Taiji sect.

The two directly clashed. Ling Tian first waved his hands out of the way of Wang Lin's fist, and then used the momentum to step up and dodge behind him!

"Scram!"

Ling Tian immediately pushed his hand, borrowing the force to send Wang Lin flying, and then fiercely pulling back his hand into a fist, with a bang he landed on Wang Lin's back!

Ka-cha! *

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Wang Lin immediately flew back to the side of the Sword Washing Pool and screamed like a pig.

Surprise!

The two sword slave s widened their mouths as they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief!

"Strength that can shatter bones, Second Layer of Pure Body!"

"Ling Tian is actually at the Second Layer of Body Essence! Brother Wang is not your opponent! "

In their eyes, Ling Tian's punching routine was simply too godly!

Completely ignoring the discussion, Ling Tian scurried behind Wang Lin and reached out to grab him by the neck. "Speak, who was the one who ordered you to take away my official salary?"

Wang Lin was just a small sword slave, he didn't have the guts!

"Yes …" It's my cousin Wang Tao, he said. Say that you need money to break through your pure body Third level, let me intercept your sect's salaries! " Wang Lin's face flushed from the pinching, and he spat out with difficulty.

"What!?"

Ling Tian's face suddenly became sinister.

For his sake, Wang Tao actually used such a method to take away the lives of his mother and Younger Sister!

Damn it!

"Where is Wang Tao now?!"

"On the Zong Stage Peak, he just entered the Pure Body Third level and is about to enter the Outer sect!"

"Crack!"

With another bone cracking sound, Ling Tian exerted force through his hands and directly snapped Wang Lin's neck. If anything happened to Mother and Younger Sister, these people would die a hundred times over!

"Shua!"

With a single kick, Wang Lin's body was kicked into the Sword Purification Pool.

"You know what to say right? One month later, Outer sect will ask me for the antidote!"

Ling Tian stuffed the two mud beads into the mouths of the two sword slave s.

Right now, he couldn't kill these two sword slave s, otherwise, he would be in deep trouble.

"Thank you for sparing my life, thank you for sparing my life!" that Wang Lin accidentally slipped and fell inside! " The two sword slave s kowtowed heavily.

Ling Tian stood up, took out a sword that was emitting a dark green glow from the sword groove at the side of the Sword Washing Pool, and carefully wiped the sword and returned it to its sheath.

"Wang Tao, the next one is you!"