Emperor Tianwu

The officer fell silent.

Lin Batian's name resounded throughout Daxia at home and abroad.

Although he was a member of the Hunting Hall, he acted openly and honestly every time, and countless of the most favored people died in his hands.

With such a powerful man taking action, can Yun Chen survive?

His eyes slowly turned and landed on the young man in a green robe not far away.

The young man stood there quietly, with fighting spirit in his body.

"Your Lin family is really haunted!" Yun Chen gritted his teeth.

The Lin family sent people to kill him again and again.

Now, even the powerful ones from the Heavenly Soul Realm have come out.

He knew that if he did not die today, the Lin family would probably send out a powerful person from the Realm of Transformation.

He and the Lin family have reached the point where they will fight to the death.

"Boy, if I want to blame you, I can only blame you for your bad fate. Wouldn't it be better for you to die well in Tianyang Sect? Why do you want to leave Tianyang Sect and why do you want to restore your cultivation?"

Lin Batian spoke with an extremely cold voice, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he was determined to kill Yun Chen today.

Because the other party is growing too fast.

He has even surpassed Lin Yuchu, the first genius of the Lin family.

You know, Lin Yuchu is only at the third level of Tianwu realm now.

Yun Chen, on the other hand, can already kill half-soul realm experts. Once such a talent develops, he will definitely be a serious problem for the Lin family.

"Stop talking nonsense, your Lin family and I are already locked in a fight to the death. Don't you want to kill me? Do it! What are you waiting for?"

As Yun Chen spoke, he strode out, the fighting spirit in his body soaring to the sky. The sword intent in his body was wildly spitting out, and his whole body seemed to be transformed into a peerless magic weapon that was about to cut the sky and split the earth.

After taking a few steps, he moved.

The Tianque Sword in his hand was suddenly raised above his head, and the monstrous killing intent erupted like a volcano. A bright sword light cut through the sky and roared towards Lin Batian in front.

The sound of thunder exploded, and the sword flashed across the sky.

Facing a powerful being in the late stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm, Yun Chen took the lead and took action without any hesitation.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Batian's face suddenly darkened, and his figure suddenly retreated.

With a "bang" sound, a thousand-meter-long crack appeared on the ground. Everywhere along the way, no matter the rocks, grass or trees, were cut open.

"kill!"

With a cold light in his eyes, Lin Batian stepped on the ground, and his whole body was already rising into the sky. He directly punched out, and the majestic vitality energy roared out of his body, turning into a transparent, like a mountain peak. Big and small fist shadows were blasted towards Yun Chen below.

Wherever the fist shadow passed, the air was squeezed out. Because of the speed, a series of air explosion sounds were emitted in mid-air.

"break!"

Yun Chen slashed out with his sword, and the broad sword light directly cut open the huge fist shadow.

"What a monster!"

Lin Batian was also greatly surprised when he saw the other party neutralizing his attack so easily. While surprised, his murderous intent became even stronger.

Previously, Lin Hong only said that Yun Chen killed Lin Guohua, and Lin Hong was not his opponent. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Yun Chen was, he could not compete with him in the Heavenly Soul Realm, so he did not take it too seriously.

But now, just after the battle with Yun Chen, he knew that Yun Chen's strength was definitely no less than that of an average Heavenly Soul Realm powerhouse.

An eighteen-year-old Heavenly Soul Realm expert.

Throughout the history of Great Xia, we have never heard of anyone reaching the Heavenly Soul Realm at the age of eighteen.

"The art of divine elephant stepping on the sky!"

With a loud shout, a dragon elephant the size of a mountain suddenly appeared behind Lin Batian.

An extremely heavy force suddenly appeared in the entire space.

Then, Lin Batian raised his foot and stepped on Yun Chen.

"Boom!"

With one foot stepped down, the huge dragon elephant raised its feet at the same time and stepped down suddenly. The space was suddenly distorted, and the surrounding spiritual energy was squeezed out at the same time, making a violent roar, and waves of energy rippled in all directions. .

"Crack, click, click..."

Before the big foot completely landed, the ground made an overwhelming clicking sound and kept sinking. Clouds of blood mist erupted from Yun Chen's body, and his whole body seemed to explode.

The magic of divine elephant stepping on the sky.

This is Lin Batian's capital to dominate the world.

At the same time, it is also the most terrifying magic skill of the Lin family, a low-grade heaven-level magic skill.

Mo Chenxiang, Yun Wenyuan and others' expressions suddenly changed.

This technique is so terrifying.

The divine elephant stepped on the sky, with such power that it seemed to trample the heaven and earth under its feet.

"Are you about to die?" Yun Chen stood on the spot, his body trembling crazily, and puffs of blood mist kept appearing on his body, as if he was going to be crushed by this kick.

"No!"

"I can't die."

"In my last life, I was humble and depressed for half my life."

"How can I die like this in this life?"

"If anyone bullies me, I will pay with my life."

"If the sky crushes me, then it will shatter that day!"

"Give me the Tianque Sword, cut it! Cut it! Cut it!"

Yun Chen shouted frantically in his heart, and when he finally said the word "behead", he suddenly shouted loudly, holding the Tianque Sword with both hands, his body suddenly straightened, and his aura suddenly rose. At the same time, the ancient divine thunder bead in his body seemed to feel his unyielding and unwillingness, and suddenly trembled. A stream of extremely pure energy madly poured into his body, like a surging ocean, flowing into the Tianque Sword along his eight meridians.