All-field Godly Wish System

The voice was cold and powerful. Yang Ling turned to see that it was a middle-aged man in blue cloth and linen.

At the moment, with a beard on his face, a huge sword on his back and a wine gourd on his waist, he looks a bit sloppy, but he is very powerful.

"Shizu!"

Wang Renjie was very surprised, and his eyes were almost filled with tears. The twin girl looked at the bold man in green, and her face was even more ugly.

"Drunk, sword mad, Wan Tianhong!"

"You are still alive!"

The girl with pink eyes almost lost her voice in surprise. When Yang Ling heard the words, she looked at this person with a ray of surprise.

He has read many ancient books about tianyuexing. Three thousand years ago, he was famous as a drunkard and sword maniac all over the mainland. He was a drunkard and sword maniac. His sword moves were open and close. In the past, he once fought all over the world.

It's said that three thousand years ago, he fought with the overseas two headed old devil and Feitian old devil, and killed them all with one enemy and two enemies.

But wan Tianhong was also seriously injured in that battle. He never appeared again after returning to the temple of God. It is said that he has died. Unexpectedly, he appeared again at this moment!

It's a legend's.

As Wan Tianhong strode forward, he said with a loud smile: "Lan Bingxin and LAN bingyue, when I competed with your master Han ningshuang in the past, you two were not born. I didn't expect to recognize him at a glance. It seems that the world hasn't forgotten me yet."

The voice boomed, but in the blink of an eye, the man appeared in the field.

"Boom!"

The back door board was inserted on the ground. He looked at Yang Ling on the steps and said with a loud smile: "your strength is really amazing."

"Is that the master in the dragon god palace?"

"Or are you the Dragon God?"

Yang Ling said with a smile: "I'm not a Dragon God. I don't care about my name."

"Wan Tianhong, you remind me of someone, so I don't want to kill you. Take your people and go."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned. Wang Renjie said angrily: "dare to talk to my martial uncle like this, do you think your dragon god palace is really invincible?"

Just as he wanted to say something else, Wan Tianhong stopped him with a wave of his hand. He gazed at Yang Ling and said, "you can reach 300 dragon power with one punch, but this punch has already surpassed the old double headed ancestor of the evil way giant."

"But it's a coincidence that I've been recovering for three thousand years, and I'm also slightly improved in strength. If you want me to leave, I'm afraid it's not easy to do."

"Is it?"

Yang Ling had a slight smile on her face. Wan Tianhong was really powerful, but he didn't reach the realm of Yuanguang. Lin men stepped into this realm, or half step into Yuanguang.

This degree, of course, is far from Yang Ling's opponent, he calmly said: "since you want to start, then no more nonsense, you can try."

"Good!"

Wan Tianhong took a step fiercely, and his whole body was full of momentum. The huge sword in front of him made a sonorous sound of dragon chanting, as if he was expecting something.

However, in a moment, Wan Tianhong has raised his strength to 300 dragon power!

"Be careful!"

He was startled, holding a huge sword to Yang Ling suddenly cut!

The sword seemed to be the creation of heaven and earth. With the momentum of indomitable and invincible, it cleaved fiercely towards Yang Ling.

"Well, this sword is just like you, bold and informal."

"But success or failure often lies in the details."

But see Yang Ling stretched out a finger, fingertip with a trace of gold lightning, gently point out.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, Yang Ling's fingertips gently point on the cutting edge of the huge sword!

It was as if the burning flame had been extinguished by cold water, and as if the boundless pride had been destroyed by the current of reality. Yang Ling, with a slight touch, unloaded all the power above the huge sword.

This point, however, is on top of the fatal weakness of the sword move, which makes it difficult to exert its power at all!

Time is fixed at this moment. Wan Tianhong's sword is just a finger of the handsome young man in the air, which is hard to drop.

There was sweat sliding down Wan Tianhong's cheek. Looking at this scene, everyone in the field was stunned, as if they had forgotten to breathe.

"This..."

"You... See through my sword moves?"

Wan Tianhong's unbelievable voice rang out, while Yang Ling just said with a faint smile: "your sword seems to be fierce, but from the move to the target, there are 230 flaws, each of which is fatal."

But wan Tianhong's tall body was directly pushed back, and it took more than ten steps to stand firm.

Yang Ling didn't kill him, but he stayed in the same place, the whole person cold sweat straight out, looking at Yang Ling's eyes, almost stare out.

Below Wang Renjie, twin girls, whether they are the monks of the temple of demons or the temple of gods, all look at Yang Ling in disbelief.

Wantianhong, a drunkard sword maniac, is a name that resounds across the land of Tianyue. In the eyes of the world, he can almost compete with Shuangsheng, and fight against the existence of the final witch in the temple of heavenly demons. His all-out strike was blocked by a finger of the young man in front of him.

It's incredible. It's a perverse thing.

Incredible!

"Ding, you smashed people's wish that Wan Tianhong was not as good as you. Attribute points + 2100 points."

"Ding, this smashing desire plundered Xiao Tianjiao's luck, attribute points + 6000 points."

"Ding, you have dealt a severe blow to Wan Tianhong, the son of heaven's destiny of the previous generation, and let him fall into a dull state. Attribute points + 6000 points."

"Ding, it is detected that you have resisted wantianhong's full-scale attack with one finger, causing a very large impact. The system determines that you have dominated a small area."

"Your accomplishments progress increased by + 1, current progress: 3550."

After a series of system prompts, Yang Ling doesn't care about these. After seeing Wan Tianhong, she turns around again and smashes into the light curtain.

"Boom!"

Three hundred dragon's fist seemed to be a collapse. It directly dented the light curtain. Cracks appeared at the place where it was attacked. The light curtain, which has protected Qionglou for thousands of years, seems to be unable to resist Yang Ling's next blow.

This punch also woke Wan Tianhong up. After taking a long breath, he suddenly took the wine gourd from his waist, Gulu Gulu took a few mouthfuls and read aloud:

"The imperial sword comes by the wind to remove the demons."

"Wei Daole is carefree, and I'm crazy!"

The whole human origin began to burn, as if it had become a burning torch.

When Yang Ling heard the chanting, she turned around and stared at Wan Tianhong, saying, "who are you, juejianxian?"