The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 254 The Strength of the Nine Nether Black Iron Guards
Chapter 254 The Strength of the Nine Nether Black Iron Guards
Just when Ling Hantian quickly regained his strength, there was a slight movement in his sleeve, followed by a familiar voice slapping his face.

"Hey, Ling Hantian, do you want this holy beast to make a move?"

It was the voice of the Black Man-winged King Snake, which had been tucked into Ling Hantian's sleeve for a long time, and now it finally made a sound.

In Ling Hantian's plan, the Black Manwing King Snake must be a major combat force.

This is also the reason why Ling Hantian brought the Black Man-winged King Snake to Tianxuanzong, just to add a force to reverse the situation in today's situation.

It's just that this monster is weird, Ling Hantian must guard against it.

"You have also seen the current situation, let's do it, two bloodstones."

Without any affection, Ling Hantian directly offered the price.

Originally, the Black Man-winged King Snake took Ling Hantian's bloodstone and was going to be a bodyguard for a year.

But now that the situation is critical, Ling Hantian has produced two more bloodstones, so naturally the Black Man-winged King Snake will be desperate!

When the Hei Manyi King Snake heard this, the body huddled in Ling Hantian's sleeves became agitated, and the shiny green snake's pupils shone with a stunning green light.

Two good fortune bloodstones are enough for its cultivation to go a step further.

After this period of contact, the Black Man-winged King Snake also knew that Ling Hantian was an unambiguous master, so it gave up the idea of ​​bargaining with Ling Hantian.

Two bloodstones are enough for it to take a risk.

Besides, it is very clear about Ling Hantian's cards, the Tianxuanzong will definitely not be able to stop Ling Hantian.

In other words, it almost earned two good fortune bloodstones this time.

"Okay, deal!"

The Black Manwing King Snake spoke very simply, but it immediately added another sentence, "Ling Hantian, you have to give me a good fortune bloodstone first, and I can immediately recover to the strength of a sixth-level monster, so our chances of winning are also great. Some."

"no problem!"

At this time, Ling Hantian was not afraid that the Black Manyi King Snake would take the money and not work, so he quickly took out a small piece of bloodstone from Xumijie, and put it in his sleeve without any trace.

"Hey, Ling Hantian, if you persevere, I'll be fine soon!"

After receiving a good fortune bloodstone, the Black Manwing King Snake was very excited, his voice was a little trembling, and then fell silent.

All this sounds very long, but in fact it only takes a few seconds.

And in this gap, Shui Zhentian and others also accepted the fact that Mo Wenchou was killed by Ling Hantian.

A martial artist in the sixth level of body training killed a strong person in the innate realm, which definitely created the history of the Tianxuan region.

Of course, this also nailed Tianxuanzong to the pillar of shame in history.

"Ling Hantian, you are very good, you are very good, you dare to kill Elder Mo Wenshou, today you must use your blood to restore the majesty of Tianxuanzong!"

Shui Zhentian was really angry, obviously really angry, and ordered again.

"Weiyang, Liusha, Chamu, the three elders, kill the traitor on the spot!"

As the master of a sect, Shui Zhentian couldn't do it himself under such circumstances, it would appear that there is no one in his Tianxuan sect.

But in order to prevent another accident, Shui Zhentian ordered the three elders in one go.

All of them are in the mid-stage of the Xiantian Realm, and all three of them are middle-aged, which is the peak combat power!
The three of them received Shui Zhentian's order, and they came out together, like three terrifying hurricanes, forming horns and rushing toward Ling Hantian!

In order to defend the majesty of Tianxuanzong, the three elders tried their best to deliver a fatal blow to Ling Hantian.

"What? Send out three elders in the mid-innate realm at once?"

Many branch disciples covered their mouths in shock.

"It's over, it's over, this time Ling Hantian is over, the three elders make a move, I am afraid that even the strong in the late stage of the Xiantian realm can fight against one or two, this Ling Hantian is against the sky, but judging from the previous situation, his strength is at most comparable In the middle of the Xiantian Realm."

The more experienced branch leaders began to analyze and felt that Ling Hantian had no chance of winning.

"This Ling Hantian is already pretty good. He has pushed the Tianxuanzong to such an extent that he can definitely look down on him through the ages."

Some of the branch leaders had the same idea at this time, and they also didn't think Ling Hantian had any chance.

"Jie Jie, Ling Hantian, you are dead."

Jiro Fujita stared at Ling Hantian's back like a poisonous snake with resentment on his face. He didn't dare to launch a sneak attack because he found that Hua Ruolei had completely locked onto his breath.

While guarding against Fujita Jiro's sneak attack, Hua Ruolei looked at the situation on the field. When he found three elders in the mid-innate realm charging towards Ling Hantian, he felt a little desperate.

Even if Ling Hantian was able to create miracles, facing the three mid-innate realm powerhouses, no matter how defiant Ling Hantian was, he would still be filled with hatred.

Ling Hantian's face was calm, he held the green jade magic knife, without his true energy surging, the cyan flame lingering around his body also calmed down.

It seemed that Ling Hantian had resigned to his fate.

This scene fell into Bi Daocheng's eyes, and he couldn't help mocking: "If I knew today, why bother?"

But before Bi Daocheng's words fell, his expression froze again.

Ling Hantian did not move, because he is injured now, and his true essence and soul power have not recovered yet.

In this case, his attack power plummeted, and he couldn't pose much threat to the strong in the middle stage of the Xiantian realm.

Instead of wasting true energy and soul power attacks, it is better to preserve strength.

But to preserve strength, someone must resist the attacks of the three innate middle-stage elders.

"Jiuyou Black Iron Guard, come out!"

Amidst the astonished expressions of everyone, a puppet lingering in the air of death appeared strangely in front of Ling Hantian.

The three elders of Tianxuanzong who rushed over were all taken aback.

In the martial arts arena, many people thought that Ling Hantian had given up resisting, but the plot in the arena changed suddenly, and a puppet exuding a strong and deadly aura unexpectedly appeared.

Ling Hantian can actually control puppets?
This surprised everyone except Hua Ruolei.

Hua Ruolei already knew that Ling Hantian could refine puppets, and that Gao Lianying should have been killed by Ling Hantian's puppets.

But he never expected that Ling Hantian's puppet would be so strong that he even felt a fatal threat.

This is definitely not the puppet refined by the Tianxuan Kingdom royal family.

Looking at the terrifying puppet that appeared strangely in front of Ling Hantian, Jiro Fujita's eyes flashed fear for the first time!
In the martial arts arena, many branch disciples became excited again. Ling Hantian was like a kaleidoscope, constantly bringing surprises to them, making them feel like they were riding a roller coaster, absolutely exciting!

The team leaders of many branches also became interested again, wanting to see how powerful Ling Hantian's puppet really is.

The next moment, Ling Hantian fulfilled their wish.

I saw that puppet lingering with boundless death energy moved, like a black ghost, at an extremely fast speed, a pitch-black claw, with black and slender nails glowing with black light, grabbed the first The elders of Tianxuanzong who came to attack.

The elder was holding a blood-red saber, and his true energy was boiling like a sea. He was blocked by the Jiuyou Black Iron Guard, without even thinking about it, he slashed at the head of the Jiuyou Black Iron Guard.

But what shocked everyone was that the Nine Nether Black Iron Guards did not dodge or evade, and the offensive remained unchanged, allowing the sword to strike on the head.

But there was no brain splashing, but sparks flying around.

At this moment, everyone gasped.

This puppet of Ling Hantian is made of material after all, the defense is horrifying.

The hapless elder had no time for horror.

Because he made a fatal mistake, he underestimated the defense of the Jiuyou Black Iron Guard, thinking that he could chop the Jiuyou Black Iron Guard into pieces with a single blow, but he didn't want the Jiuyou Black Iron Guard to grab his chest like a normal person .

"Chamu, be careful!"

The other two elders had already arrived in time to rescue them, and watched helplessly as Jiuyou Black Iron Guard's claws grabbed Elder Chamu's chest, blood splattered everywhere.

Although it didn't pierce through Chamu's heart, this claw instantly made Chamu completely lose his fighting power.

(End of this chapter)