Taoist God
"Among the outer disciples, few of them dare to talk to me like this. Boy, since you are seeking death yourself, you can't blame others!"
Originally, Gao Bufan only planned to break Ling Dao's arms, but now he had murderous intent. Among the outer disciples, he ranked ninth, so even if he killed a new outer disciple, he would not receive any serious punishment. Anyway, when the time comes, it will be said to be manslaughter, just an unintentional mistake.
It is normal for casualties to occur in competitions between outer disciples. Gao Bufan was very talented, and it was impossible for the Sky Splitting Sword Sect to expel him from the sect for the sake of Ling Dao. And the mastermind this time is still Zhou Xinghe. Even if Ling Dao is really dead, he will suppress this matter.
The strength of five thousand kilograms in one hand is absolutely extremely strong. After all, Gao Bufan is not a physical practitioner, but a sword practitioner. He punched out with both fists, and the violent air waves made Ling Dao feel the wind coming from the fist.
"The strength is pretty good, but it's a pity that it can't compare with me!"
Ling Dao glanced at Gao Bufan and made this comment in his heart. Ling Dao's physical body is incredibly powerful by practicing the peerless body training technique of Savage Immortal Killing Strength, but now he doesn't want to expose it.
He is only at the Bone Tempering Realm, and if he shows a more powerful physical body than Gao Bufan, then many elders in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect will definitely notice him. At that time, he would not be able to explain at all. If those elders took it by force, then he would be in danger.
"Ben Lei!"
It is true that Ling Dao of the Ben Lei Shadowless Sword has not been mastered, but there is no problem in using the Ben Lei Sword. What he is using now is not Xiaoyao Sword, but a very ordinary iron sword. Naturally, Xiaoyao Sword cannot be exposed before it has enough strength.
"Shameless! Senior Brother Gao only used his fists, but he used an iron sword!"
"Are you stupid? Senior Brother Gao ranks ninth among the outer disciples. If you faced him, wouldn't you draw your sword?"
"Yes, the Ninth Senior Brother is too strong. He can easily defeat me even without a sword. That boy is only in the Bone Tempering Realm. Even if he draws his sword, he is no match for the Ninth Senior Brother!"
The words of these disciples made Gao Bufan extremely proud. He liked this feeling of being superior. He is currently practicing an extremely powerful swordsmanship. When the next competition between outer disciples takes place, he will definitely make a splash, defeat the first eight, and become the senior brother.
Gao Bufan's expression naturally fell in Ling Dao's eyes, but Ling Dao didn't care. The iron sword in Ling Dao's hand slashed towards Gao Bufan's fists with a wide opening and closing momentum.
As Ling Dao drew his sword, there seemed to be thunder in the field. In Ling Dao's eyes, all Gao Bufan's movements were reflected. When Gao Bufan saw him take out his sword, he obviously changed the trajectory of his punch and had no intention of confronting him head-on.
The current Gao Bufan is only in the blood coagulation state, far from being invulnerable. If he were struck by the iron sword, his fists would probably be useless. His movements were also extremely fast. He turned his body and got closer to Ling Dao, and punched Ling Dao's waist with both fists.
Unfortunately, Ling Dao moved faster, and the iron sword in his hand was like a soft whip, changing the trajectory of the sword in an instant. If Gao Bufan had used a sword from the beginning, this fight might have been interesting, but he was too arrogant and only used his fists.
"Puff"
A stream of blood spattered, and the iron sword in Ling Dao's hand swiped across Gao Bufan's arm. The Ben Lei Sword was supposed to be fierce and domineering, but at the critical moment he replaced it with the Shadowless Sword, which was so fast that Gao Bufan was unable to guard against it.
"ah!"
Gao Bufan screamed and sat down on the ground. Ling Dao's sword almost destroyed his hands. Fortunately, Ling Dao didn't do anything cruel, otherwise he might not be able to practice sword practice in the future.
"Senior Brother Gao Wei... uh..."
In this collision, everyone thought that Gao Bufan would win. Originally, Zhou Xing wanted to cheer, but now his words were stuck in his neck. Gao Bufan, who was sitting on the ground and screaming in pain, was in sharp contrast to Ling Dao, who was standing proudly in the field.
"Impossible, how could Senior Brother Gao lose to a Bone Tempering Realm warrior?"
"Senior Brother Gao must have been too careless. If he had drawn his sword from the beginning, that boy would be the one screaming now!"
"No matter what, that kid is already famous. If word spreads about defeating the Ninth Senior Brother with one sword, I'm afraid many people will be interested in him!"
The outer disciples who witnessed this battle all looked at Ling Dao blankly, and it took them a long time to recover. They didn't see Ling Dao's sword clearly just now. In fact, even Gao Bufan didn't see it clearly.
"Do you remember the warning I gave you last time? I told you not to mess with me again, but you didn't listen. It seems I was too kind!"
Ling Dao walked towards Zhou Xing. Zhou Xing originally looked down on Ling Dao, but Ling Dao defeated him last time and Gao Bufan this time. He was already afraid of Ling Dao in his heart. Seeing Ling Dao getting closer and closer to him, he started to panic.
"Don't come here! My eldest brother is Zhou Xinghe. If you hurt me, I will never let you go!"
Zhou Xing shouted with an inward look, but unfortunately he didn't know that Ling Dao had never heard of Zhou Xinghe at all. Even if Ling Dao understands Zhou Xinghe, he will not let Zhou Xing go. He is just an inner disciple of a tenth-level force. No matter how strong he is, what can he do
"Take my sword!"
As soon as Ling Dao finished speaking, he heard the sound of "呶" and he drew his sword again. It's still the Shadowless Sword, incredibly fast. Zhou Xing just felt a blur in front of his eyes, followed by a chill all over his body.
Just when Zhou Xing wanted to ask for help, he felt a sharp pain. The iron sword in Ling Dao's hand scratched Zhou Xing's thigh, causing blood to flow out. Such an injury is enough to allow Zhou Xing to rest for a while, and there will definitely be no trouble for him in the short term.
"What a fast sword! In just a moment, Zhou Xing's clothes were shattered. Even I would definitely not be able to do it!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Our Sky-Splitting Sword Sect has never appeared before. Is it from his own family?"
No one in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect has ever mastered the Thunder Shadowless Sword. It is normal for them to have never seen the Shadowless Sword. Only some disciples who knew that Ling Dao was practicing the Thunder Shadowless Sword were extremely shocked. Could it be that Ling Dao had already mastered the Thunder Shadowless Sword
"you!"
Zhou Xing's eyes were blazing. The injury was a trivial matter, but Ling Dao actually let him get naked in front of the public, which was clearly an insult to him. Moreover, his legs were injured and it was impossible to escape from the field.
"Remember, don't provoke me again, or you will bear the consequences!"
The cold voice rang in Zhou Xing's ears. When he looked up, Ling Dao had already disappeared from the field!