THE LING TIAN LEGEND
episode 170

As if acting on instinct, Yu ManTian turned his body around. At the same time, the sword from his waist emitted a rainbow color as it shot towards the peerless expert, the man in black clothes. While this sword was thrown in haste, the power behind it was not a laughingstock.

This old man finally got the chance to get out and even had the chance to enjoy the joyous occasion. With everyone in a good mood, how could I let the groom get killed? If I do, what do I serve as a supervisor for?

Did anyone invite him to be the supervisor?

Moreover, Third Master Yu ManTian felt an adrenaline rush, as the sword moves Ling Jian displayed were truly incredible. Such opponents were not easy to find except by chance encounters. While his family had many experts, none of them were willing to risk his life, so how could Yu ManTian let go of this opportunity? He even had a good reason not to let go!

Remove all injustice along my path! Hahaha, how heroic am I! Yu ManTian's ego suddenly increased significantly. Too bad my brother is not here to see this!

Hidden behind the black mask, Ling Jian's eyes inevitably narrowed. To think that this fatty had someone of his caliber beside him! Thank goodness he did not call Ling Chi and the others. Just based on the first movement of his sword, Ling Jian was able to see that the man surpassed him in almost all aspects! If Ling Chi and the others were here, they would only be sacrificial lambs and fall under his sword. If something unwanted were to happen to his subordinates, he and the young noble would definitely die from heartbreak!

The sword in Ling Jian's hand revolved, meeting directly with the other incoming swords. His eyes remained expressionless, and in his heart he thought, Be it an ugly fat Zhang DeShuai or an expert, it makes no difference! Be it commoners, experts or even Buddhas, those who oppose me are my enemies!

 to fight soaring high inside Yu ManTian, and he shouted, “Meet well!” as he further increased the strength behind his sword.

“About!”

A deafening sound echoed as the two swords met!

The violent power of the two swords spilled throughout their surroundings, causing strong winds to blow everywhere. Those who led the bridal procession were just ordinary people, so how could they withstand this blow? Everything was smashed to pieces, and even groom Zhang DeShuai was thrown off his horse, bouncing off the ground like a ball when he landed!

A series of worried cries sounded. Whether it was the groom's relatives or the bride's relatives, the drums and gongs that were struck had long fallen to the ground as their faces turned white in shock.

Yu ManTian only felt a numbing explosion in his hand, an immense force pushed him away. He could not help but frown slightly, hurriedly retreating three steps before he stabilized himself.

As for Ling Jian, who had attacked from the sky like a falling meteor, he constantly somersaulted in the air seven to eight times before he dissipated Yu ManTian's strength and gently landed on the ground. His face had turned pale.

“Excellent!” Yu ManTian laughed out loud. “It has been too long since I was able to exchange swords on par with someone. To truly possess strength close to the white jade stage, your foundation is good, Son! Please state your name, so that this Third Master knows who you are! ”

Ling Jian, however, remained silent. As if he was belittlingly speaking, his body suddenly flashed forwards like a ghost, covering a distance of eight hundred feet between them in the blink of an eye. His speed was so fast that a shadow appeared behind him! While the audience stared dumbfoundedly, Ling Jian's sword had already appeared in front of Yu ManTian, attacking him from all angles like a torrential rain! It was as if he had not heard what Yu ManTian had said.

Third Master? It's laughable! Other than showing respect to my young noble, I, Ling Jian, have never even called anyone by the name of Master! What kind of you, to order me to call you master? Tell that to King Yama! [1]

“Dingdingdingding The relentless sound of metal hitting the metal seemed to have been chained into a continuous stream of sound. Yu ManTian was attentive, fighting every movement with his body revolving around the place as he followed Ling Jian's sword which kept moving. He did not even get a chance to get angry because Ling Jian did not answer him!

In the eyes of the spectators, Yu ManTian looked like a breakwater that held firm against the fierce waves, standing firm without weakness. Around him there is a black shadow that continues to move quickly — now close then far away, now left then right, unexpected and untraceable like a sighting.

A faint shadow shot towards the clouds, climbing at least forty feet into the air. That was Ling Jian's shadow, and at his peak he turned his body, the sword facing the ground as he fell straight down.

On the way down, the sword in Ling Jian's hand underwent several transformations. From one to two, two to three, three produced nine; the swords multiplied rapidly, quickly filling the sky and all pointed in the same direction. The swords then spun faster and faster, looking like a thousand armed demon as they fell from the sky!

The sound of compressed metal against metal rang out, like the sound of popcorn erupting as the two of them made contact. Fresh drops of blood dripped slowly onto the ground.

Yu ManTian had eagle eyes as he stared at the opponent in front of him, his breathing heavy. A faint trace of blood could be seen above his brows, and his sleeves had been torn at his shoulders, with fresh blood slowly seeping out.

On the other hand, Ling Jian's thin body stood perpendicular even as streams of blood flowed profusely from his left shoulder and right arm. His eyes were cold, almost crazy. An intense killing intent radiated from him.

Three confrontations in a row! Ling Jian was well aware that this straightforward bearded man had martial skills that were far above his own. In fact, he might even be on par with a young noble! If they continued to argue, as long as enough time passed, he would definitely be harmed, and potentially lose his life! No, in his current situation, he might not even get a proper chance to escape. This man was the strongest expert he had met so far, an enemy that could not be shaken. Unless he could ignore the results of his mission and return soon, he would not be able to guarantee his life!

He had prepared a surefire way to success and suddenly attacked. But for the first time, someone actually managed to fend off all of his attacks, making him retreat to no avail! Even though the man was at a disadvantage for the first round, it was negligible, and did not affect him in the least!

Shortly after, Ling Jian made use of the beautiful footwork that his young nobles had taught him to immediately launch his second attack. As before, the man was harmed, but the end result remained the same! If not for the movement skills of the dodgy young noble, Ling Jian would have ended up with a loss instead.

However, in the third round, the two started on equal footing. Then, even though he was the one who started the attack, he was the one who suffered a heavier injury. So, actually, he was the one who lost the match! Furthermore, the purity and volume of the man's internal energy were miles above his. He only used a few sneaky moves to gain a small advantage. His movements were exchanged in such a way that he sacrificed his life to obtain victory, yet his opponent actually had no intention to kill! He actually treated his duel as a friendly competition, and from here, the difference between them could really be seen.

This kind of opponent was clearly beyond his means. How can he keep fighting?

Despite that, Ling Jian did not have the slightest thought of retreating. The name ‘The First Pavilion’ is definitely indestructible in his hands! The First Pavilion had yet to face a task that they could not complete, nor had they faced a target that they could not kill. Even if the man before him was a level stronger than him, able to silence him in an instant, he would still have to silence Zhang DeShuai! There is no room for compromise!

“All humans are in my hands, wind and rain heed the first pavilion!” This is the name given by the nobility personally to them, ‘Pavillion Pertama’, and the meaning is clear. To be the personal aide of the young noble as well as his brother-in-law, he was his sword as well as the pavilion chief of The First Pavilion! Ling Jian felt the blood boiling within him, as a sense of pride could be felt flowing from the bottom of his heart. His originally expressionless eyes suddenly turned red, and endless waves of killing intent shot out from within him.

“Kill!”

The earth-shattering scream sounded!

This was the first time Ling Jian spoke, and just this one word. This was also the only word Ling Jian had spoken in the past two days. Even though it was only a word, this represented his internal desire to fight!

Facing the masked man, Yu ManTian suddenly felt his heart pounding. The cold sweat dripping from his back was enough to actually form a continuous flow. What a terrifying killer, terrifying killing intent!

In these three exchanges, Yu ManTian had sensed a very real possibility of death at least eight different times! The scariest thing was that after a series of confrontations, Yu ManTian had determined that his opponent was only of the lower white jade stage, at least two levels below!

He himself was a XianTian cultivation, at the peak of the lower golden jade stage. Based on the Yu Family's calculations, this placed him three levels higher than his opponent. Furthermore, he was confident that those who outperformed him in the world could be counted with both hands.

However, this black-robed man in front of him, without cultivating the XianTian realm as well as being at the lower white jade stage, was actually able to use his eccentric movement skill, a ruthless swordplay, he said, and a steaming killing intent to make up for the difference between their cultivation. . The thought that this assassin was truly capable of fighting him was unimaginable!

Yu ManTian fully believed that if he made one mistake, it would be enough to prevent him from seeing the sunset again!

[1] Lord of the dead Buddha and judge of the dead.