Chapter 561

The crowd came closer and closer, and soon came to Lin Tian and Ling Yun, three feet away from him. Many people pointed at him.

"Gu Shao, he is Lin Tian."

Next to the ancient sword dust, a young man in royal guards points to Lin Tiandao. This man, named Luo changchen, is a true disciple of the eclosion sect. He is also very powerful among the true disciples. He ranks at the forefront of the true disciples and is a follower of ancient sword dust.

Lin Tianning eyebrow, are these people coming for him?

"Luochang scar, what do you mean?"

Ling yundao.

Luo Chang's trace sweeps Ling Yun's eyes and doesn't say anything.

Next to him, Gu Jianchen stepped forward, his eyes were very sharp, and he looked down at Lin Tian: "Lin Tian, disciple of the outer gate, I heard that you killed the waste of Yu Qianling, and maybe you could beat me. I think it's very interesting!"

When he said this, everyone around him was shocked. Is Yu Qianling a waste? I'm afraid gujianchen has the right to say that.

These people think about it. If you compare yuqianling with ancient sword dust, yuqianling is really a waste.

Because ancient sword dust is powerful enough! It's powerful!

Lin Tian seems very calm, just light looking at the ancient sword dust, want to see each other in the end is how a meaning.

Gu Jianchen sneered: "I want to see the first battle of the martial arts arena. People who are said to be able to beat me can block my moves!"

Staring at Lin Tian, the ancient sword dust carries both hands, like an emperor inspecting the world.

"To fight you? Do I know you? "

Lin Tian spoke.

The dust eyes of the ancient sword are pressing: "shouldn't you know me?"

Lin Tian couldn't help laughing and seemed curious: "are you Tian? Or land? Why should I know you? "

All around, the crowd suddenly stagnated, staring at Lin Tian, this guy, this is mocking the ancient sword dust?!

"Dare to be rude to Gu Shao!"

Luo changchen's face sank and he stepped forward and stared at Lin Tian coldly.

Ling Yun satirized: "Luo changchen, you are a good dog, but when the owner speaks, the dog had better not interrupt."

Luo changchen's eyes were cold: "Ling Yun, you are challenging me! Soon, zhenzhuan's first position will be... "

"Shut up Ancient sword dust cold drink, interrupt Luo changchen's words: "he said good, I speak, don't interrupt!"

Luo changchen's face stagnated, and he could not help but step back and said nothing more.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, that's right. A slave has to be like a slave."

Ling Yun laughs.

The face of Luo Chang scar becomes incomparably iron green, and stares at Ling Yun insidiously.

The ancient sword dust sweeps his eyes at Lingyun, and then he looks at Lin Tian again. His eyes are like knives. He took out a piece of white paper with a word "war" written on it. He threw it out and put it into the ground in front of Lin Tian: "I heard that you were fighting with Yu Qianling. After waiting for ten days, I will give you five more days to prepare. Half a month later, I will fight in the martial arts arena."

With that, he finally glances at Lin Tian coldly. Gu Jianchen turns around and goes to the residence area of the core disciple.

Luochang stares at Lingyun with poison, follows gujianchen to leave, and soon disappears at a corner ten feet away.

"That ancient sword dust, unexpectedly, want... Want Lin Tian to fight with him?"

There were still many people around, many of them moved and looked surprised.

Many people stare at Lin Tian in amazement.

Ling Yun curled his lips and said, "boy, you're in trouble again. You're in trouble all over again!"

"Blame me?"

Lin Tian squints at the thief.

Ling Yun spread out his hand and said: "gujianchen, 28, is the first core disciple. His cultivation is in the second place of Tongxian. Shifu is a hermit elder of zongmen. In the past three years, five people have been able to shake the first throne of his core disciples. It can be said that this generation of eclosic Taoist sage should belong to him. No one can compete with him."

Ling Yun briefly introduces XiaGu Jianchen to Lin Tian.

Lin tianpiantou: "what does it have to do with me?"

"It really doesn't matter." Ling Yun shook his head, staring at the underground book of War: "are you fighting or not?"

"Do you think I look like an idiot?"

Lin Tian looks at Ling Yun.

Anyone who doesn't know will jump out and let him fight for no reason. Will he fight?

"It's not like that." Ling Yun shook his head: "I think the ancient sword dust is more like, but he is a powerful idiot."

"Whether you have strength or not, you can't cover up the essence of idiocy."

Lin Tian light way.

Words fall, he walked toward the front, don't know is intentional or unintentional, happened to the war to step on the smash.

Ling Yun shrugged his shoulders, said nothing more, and followed him.

On this day, Lin Tian and Ling Yun walked around the gate and walked through many places. In the process, Lin Tian felt the general trend of the gate by burying the Dragon Sutra. Of course, he just felt it a little, and had no other purpose. After that, at dusk, he said goodbye to Ling Yun and went back to the courtyard in the outer residence area.

Soon the sky darkened.

In the evening, Lin Tian quietly practices the Dragon burial Sutra. The dense dragon Charms surround him, which is very fantastic.

The night passed quickly.

The next day, after facing the sunrise, Lin Tian, as usual, came to Xianling valley of yuhuamen with a snowy night.

Seven days of practice, one day of rest, he is very regular.

"In seven days, we'll leave."

He opened a stone chamber for the snowy night, and naturally his stone chamber was next to the snowy night.

Walking into the stone room, Lin Tian turns the four pole Sutra into a light halo and practices in silence.

Soon, seven days passed.

"In a short time, we should be able to step into the seventh heaven of the imperial air."

He said to himself and walked out of the stone room.

Together with Xueye, he went back to the outer residence area. After a day's rest, he went to Xianling Valley to practice again.

Soon, seven days passed.

……

On this day, the arena became lively again, surrounded by people.

Looking around, on the most central main arena, a young man stood on it with a negative hand. His eyes were cold. It was ancient sword dust.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was the 15th day that Gu Jianchen invited Lin Tian to fight in the martial arts arena.

Many Yuhua disciples came to the martial arts arena more than 15 days ago. It's only because gujianchen wants to fight Lin Tian here. One of them is the first core disciple, and the other is the one who killed Yu Qianling with absolute power not long ago. They did not even move their feet. So they have to fight each other, which naturally attracted many people's attention.

"Jianchen, although Lin Tian killed Yu Qianling, how could he be your opponent? You look up to him."

At the edge of the central challenge arena is the second core disciple, Shi Qiuzhi.

"I can't hold any sand in my eyes." Gu Jianchen sneered: "look up to him? Wrong, I just want to discard him in public, and let some cheap people see if there is really someone in the eclosion gate who can surpass me. "

Around the central challenge arena, many eclosion disciples trembled when they heard the words. They secretly said that the ancient sword dust was so overbearing and vicious that Lin Tian had no injustice or hatred with him, but they were told that Lin Tian might be better than him, and the ancient sword dust would destroy Lin Tian in public. Of course, these people can only think about it in their heart and say it out of their mind.

As time goes by, it will soon be noon.

Ancient sword dust negative hand standing in the Center arena, has been waiting for three hours, but Lin Tian, has not come.

This makes the eyes of ancient sword dust sink down, and there is a cold sword flicker in his hands behind him.

"I'm afraid to fight. I dare not come."

Shi Qiuzhi shook his head and said.

"I let him fight, dare he not?"

The eyes of ancient sword dust are cold.

Soon, three hours later, the setting sun set to the west, and it was already dusk.

Around the challenge arena, many people look at each other. Is Lin Tian going to be late again? The same as the battle with Yu Qianling?

Just at this time, a young man in royal guards came from a distance and fell on the side of Gujian river. It was the follower of Gujian dust. True disciple Luo changchen said: "Gu Shao, that Lin Tian was meditating in the courtyard of the outer residence area. It looks like..." after a moment, Luo changchen's face was slightly ugly and said: "it seems that he didn't plan to come."

Luo changchen's voice is very small, but around the center challenge arena, many people still hear it. They are all surprised, and their faces are incredible. Gu Jianchen opens his mouth in person, hands out the letter of war, and invites Lin Tianyan to fight in the martial field. However, Lin Tian seems to have completely ignored Gu Jianchen. On the day when he was supposed to fight, he actually meditates leisurely in his own yard?!

This is the face of ancient sword dust!

"To die!"

A grim color flashed in the eyes of gujianchen, and a creepy chill diffused and went directly to the residence area of the outer gate.

"This..."

Many people were surprised and seemed to expect what was going to happen, so many people quickly followed up.

……

Outside the residence area, Lin Tian sits on a piece of blue stone in the courtyard. It happens that sunlight falls on this place, which is very gentle. This day is a time for rest. He didn't go to practice. He meditated leisurely and bathed in the sunshine, which made him very peaceful.

"After seven days of meditation in Xianling Valley, I can adjust my Qi and blood to a stable peak, and then refine the head size crystal I got in the burial mountain. I should be able to step into the seventh heaven."

Lin Tian said to himself.

After a little practice for a while, he stopped meditating, bent his left leg, stretched his right leg, raised his head and closed his eyes slightly.

The sunshine is very mild. It's a kind of enjoyment to have a rest in the sunshine. At least it's much easier than practice.

At this time, a roar came from the front, which made Lin Tian frown and open his eyes.

Looking around, a crowd came towards this place, and the person in front of it was the ancient sword dust.

Lin Tian's eyes across a fine awn, still sitting on the bluestone, did not get up, just staring at the front indifferently.

Soon, the crowd approached, and ancient sword dust stepped into the yard.

"I'll let you fight. How dare you not go!"

Staring at Lin Tian, the ancient sword dust is full of words. He asked Lin Tian to fight in the martial arts arena. Lin Tian dared to ignore his words!

Lin Tian sits on the bluestone and stares at the ancient sword dust coldly: "get out!"

Gu Jianchen's face sank: "you, let me go!"

Boom, a very terrible sword out, with a bone piercing murder, so that all the people tremble.