Sword Venerable Ling Tian

A faint smile, with a calm contempt, calm and composed, but it's heart palpitating.

This voice, as if coming from in the sky, shook Bai Yu's ears, making his whole body shake.

"Who!"

Bai Yu, who was directly retreated by thousand zhang, took his long knife, as if it was cry out in surprise.

At this moment, both of his hands were trembling unceasingly, and even the mouth of the tiger holding the hilt was shocked with blood by the blow just now.

Bai Yu was shocked at this moment. He couldn't think of who would suddenly appear in Feiyan Mountain now.

is it possible that is it Zhao Wuliang or Xin Wenli?

Except for these two veteran Primordial Spirit great abilities, he doesn't think that Zhao Wenzhuo has the strength to make it so passive.

But, how could Zhao Wuliang and Xin Wenli appear here?

"Who am I?"

"Hehe, I am just an unknown person at Human Race."

"You are not deceiving me, Human Race, no one Huh?"

"Why, how can it be a normal Human Race like me now?"

The voice is still misty, with a powerful divine sense power.

It surrounds Bai Yu's ears, but it makes him unable to capture the position of the sound.

The Hungarian fighting innate talent is extremely tyrannical.

But the only thing not comparable to Human Race is the power of divine sense.

This is the same as Barbarian Race.

Both are the biggest shortcomings of the Hungarians.

He couldn't capture the location of this sound because the owner of this sound, divine sense, had completely suppressed him.

"dressed up as God, playing the Devil, don’t you dare to come out?"

Bai Yu holds a long knife in his hand and looks around vigilantly,

He held his hand for a while, and thousands of Hungarian warriors were surrounded by him behind him.

"Hehe, I'm here, how?"

Another voice fell, and all the Hungarian warriors felt that they were hanging in the breeze on Monday. Earlier, a General Human Race wearing a normal Battle Armor appeared in front of them with hands down.

This General Human Race looks unremarkable.

Even the appearance is extremely ordinary.

Fancy but, the cultivation base is overwhelming and not very strong.

But it was such a person who had rescued Pei Tianqing from Bai Yu's hand just now.

Is this really an ordinary Human Race Martial Artist?

"You..."

Pei Tianqing, who was standing hard on the ground, looked at the strange figure from his back, pupil suddenly shrinking.

The figure of this person in front of me is extremely strange.

But this voice, this tone, and the black and red stick that appeared just now, are all too familiar.

This person turned out to be the leader of his Dragon Sect this year!

Ling Tian.

But when Pei Tianqing's eyes turned, he also understood that Ling Tian had hidden his identity and reached Jizhou.

There must be some scruples.

So, although he guessed Ling Tian's identity, he didn't shout out.

"Thanks!"

Pei Tianqing pursed his lips and took a sip of blood.

"Hehe, after killing the Hungarian Prince, thank you, it’s not too late."

The person here is Ling Tian.

He didn't look back, still squinting his eyes and staring at Bai Yu.

"Hehe, he is really an unknown person. However, you want to kill me Bai Yu, do you think too much?"

Bai Yu’s scarlet eyes Shrinking, my heart burst into anger.

The Human Race in front of me really doesn't put her in his eyes.

He has never been so despised by a Human Race.

Even the other party’s tone seemed to kill him, just like pinching an ant to death.

It was really unbearable for him.

"Ignorant Human Race, dare to be disrespectful to my Prince of Xianbei, you should kill!"

"Kill!"

Bai Yu hasn't done anything yet , But the nearly thousand Hungarians who surrounded them directly killed Ling Tian.

Not only that, these Hungarians are extremely particular about their positions. They are not as reckless and messy as they seem. Invisible, it seems that their breath is connecting, and the imposing manner that caused them to burst out in an instant, it skyrocketed. a lot of.

Nearly thousands of Hungarian warriors shot at the same time, and the black aura in them condensed into a long spear, which fell from the sky, and the goal was Ling Tian!

The long spear condensed by that breath is weird and powerful, as long as thousands zhang, and doesn't give Ling Tian any room to dodge at all.

Although the strengths of nearly a thousand Hungarians are different, under the combined attack, even the Primordial Spirit is powerful, it is absolutely impossible to take it safely.

"Be careful!"

When Pei Tianqing saw this, he also criticized out in surprise.

If it were him, facing the siege of this nearly thousand Hungarian War General, he could only escape for his life.

However, he seems to have forgotten how terrifying Ling Tian was once on the Yuelong Mountain.

"Hehe, interesting."

"But, it doesn't work for me!"

Ling Tian is quite interested in the Hungarian Combined Assault Technique. .

But, it's just interesting.

How strong is it to say.

Also only this!

Ling Tian stretched his palms forward, and took the prison fire stick, which was deeply buried in the ground, directly back into his hand.

With a knock on his toes, in a short time, the club rises on the ground, and Lao Hou roars out of the club. Between the roars, the carrier is like a volcanic eruption, rising to the sky!

"Look at me, a stick clears you evil spirits!"

Ling Tian loudly shouted, Chengyu among the mountain and river sticks directly faced the gun Shadow, directly blasted out!

bang!

When the guns and sticks intersect, the tyrannical spear shadow is like the powerful shot of the Primordial Spirit, and it collapses directly.

Under the shadow of Ling Tian's stick, it turned out to be like paper, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, directly crumbled.

Not only that, the nearly thousands of Hungarian warriors were also swept out directly by the remaining prestige of the Chengyu stick.

In the air, they scattered into densely packed black blood mist.

Almost all destroyed!

This is the gap.

Today's Ling Tian is too powerful.

With all your strength, if it weren't for Primordial Spirit battle strength, everything would be like an ant.

Seeing that nearly a thousand clansman was bombarded and killed by Ling Tian, ​​Bai Yu was both shocked and angry.

His combined Assault Technique, although not the most powerful among the eight tribes.

But being so easily destroyed, it still makes him unbelievable.

However, surprised and angry was suppressed by Bai Yu in an instant.

In front of him, this Human Race killed his Hungarian warrior. Only blood can calm his anger.

"Human Race, I will not kill you, Bai Yu, and swear not to be the Hungarian Prince!"

Wow! "

next moment, a roar like a wild beast bursts out of his mouth instantly.

The rich blood fills the eyes instantly, the fleshy body crackle makes a sound, and then suddenly rises a foot. , The outer skin of the Battle Armor breaks away.

The tyrannical, cruel, and cold breath rises into the sky. During the breath, this Baiyu inner Qi's breath has more than doubled, making it the original The battle strength comparable to the Primordial Spirit's powerful battle strength is now catching up to the Primordial Spirit Early-Stage Great Accomplishment Realm world!

This improvement is not just the skyrocketing of one small realm!

At this time, I saw that Baiyu's figure no longer looked like a Human Race. The wings behind that were shrouded in black mist, like a hell demon.

His hands and feet, also It has become a bat-like beast claw. The originally pitch-black head is now even more ferocious. The bone spurs are raised horizontally, making the scalp numb when people look at it!