Sword Venerable Ling Tian

At this moment, Bai Yu is like a transformation!

"Xianbei is invincible!"

At this time, the Hungarian warriors, who were constantly pouring in from the mountain range, knelt on the ground one by one, moved towards the figure of Bai Yu, Kowtowing endlessly. The gaze reveals the color of admiration and awe.

The battle, the unique Innate Ability of the Hungarians.

But among them, the battle of the eight tribes is the most serious.

Although the Xianbei Zhanjue is the Ranked 8th of the eight battles, it has the worst increase, but it is still an extremely rare ability. It can instantly enter the battle state at a critical moment, and the attack and defense skyrocket. And fierce and unafraid of death.

Of course, the most critical point is that you can maintain your sanity after the battle is played, and will only be weak for a few days afterwards, without side effects at all.

So, the battle, especially the top battle of the eight tribes. It has always been the ability of the Hungarian clansman yearn for something even in dreams.

"Hiss, Xianbei fights!"

Pei Tianqing cred out in surprise, eyes opened round as a ball.

His eyes are full of coldness.

Ling Tian also browses slightly wrinkle.

The theory of the Hungarian war.

He has understood something four days ago.

But now I am proud to see Bai Yu perform the so-called Xianbei battle.

I was also quite surprised.

Is this the real Hungarian battle?

It seems that it is much more powerful than that of Human Race.

Ling Tian can feel that this battle has improved not only the Strength of Fleshly Body of the Huns, but also the strange aura in that body.

Although the breath is similar to the vitality of Human Race, the essence is different.

But in short, this battle is really very similar to the mechanism of the Dragon Phoenix Supreme battle.

Bai Yu, who played the battle, finally allowed Ling Tian to look squarely.

Shouting loudly, Bai Yu didn't care about it at all. He directly held the moon-covered sword in his hand and rushed towards him. It turned out to be an irreconcilable ferocious expression.

Those Hungarian warriors who were crawling on the ground and worshipped, all raised their pitch-black heads, couldn't help but sneered, just want to see the scene where the Human Race was killed and the flesh and blood was flying.

"You go quickly, leave me alone!"

Behind Ling Tian, ​​Pei Tianqing roared anxiously.

He feels that he has no friendship with Ling Tian, ​​and it is not worth Ling Tian to commit danger for him.

"Little brother Pei, don't panic, I definitely won't abandon my Human Race General!"

Ling Tian sneered, the vitality of the whole body is also burning in an instant.

Not only that, in the bloodline in his body, the Dragon Sovereign Supreme tactic was activated instantly.

Vital energy and Bloodline Strength, in this brief moment, merge violently.

Imposing manner, also in an instant, do everything!

Ling Tian, ​​it was also a roar that exploded in an instant, sweeping away. At the same time, a tyrannical and tyrannical aura rose into the sky, attracting the eyes of countless Hungarian warriors, revealing a look of shock.

At this time, Ling Tian's eyes have also turned into blood-red color, a white hair, with Feng Feiyang, blooming silver light, crimson flames, like a Battle Armor, enveloping him.

The hideous dragon head and the sturdy dragon tail illusory shadow make Ling Tian look like a flame Demon God.

The tyrannical trend is generated instantly.

Ling Tian's change at this moment fell into the eyes of the Hungarian warrior, and suddenly made their eyelids fiercely jump!

A battle!

What this Human Race displays, it seems that it is also the Hungarian battle!

"Impossible, the formidable power of this battle, how does it seem to be stronger than the little Prince's Xianbei battle!"

"This is it possible that, is eight Is it one of the battles!"

"Absolutely not. Of the eight battles, there is absolutely no such shape!"

"This guy is Human Race, not Hungary Clan, what he is displaying is not an eight-part battle!"

At this moment, the war General of the Xianbei tribe with profound strength were all dumbfounded.

I was completely shocked by the Dragon Emperor Supreme tactics that Ling Tian suddenly displayed.

At this time, Ling Tian's eyes are blood red, one after another fierce surging power gushes out from the limbs and a hundred skeletons, and gathers into the meridian frantic operation, cold, tyrannical trend lingers around the body.

Even today's Ling Tian can't help but clenched his fists, enjoying the feeling of being flooded with power.

This feeling is really too comfortable.

So as to not display the Dragon Sovereign Supreme tactic, Ling Tian was almost unsteady. Fall into it.

The Taichu Sutra revolves, Ling Tian's sea of ​​mind, instantly restored to sobriety and calmness.

Looking at Bai Yu who was shocked in the bloody eyes in front of him, Ling Tian sneered in his heart, stepped forward and lifted the prison fire stick, then directly blasted out.

bang!

The stick fell, Bai Yu raised his knife to block, his complexion suddenly turned pale in the loud noise, and then his figure retreated violently, with shock in his eyes.

The battle strength that Ling Tian showed at this moment completely suppressed him. Such discovery made Bai Yu suddenly surprised and angry in his heart.

He dignified the little Prince of the Xianbei tribe, a nobleman of the Hungarian tribe. After performing one of the eight battles, he is now actually crushed by an unknown Human Race, which makes Bai Yu feel endless anger in his heart. , So at this moment, he roared low, and the figure instantly turned into a black shadow and rushed to Ling Tian again.

Both of them showed their crazy fighting intents, their gestures were powerful and incomparable. At this moment, they fought brazenly, using very ruthless means to fight, and they didn’t have a bit of their hands. In Yanshan, flying sand running stone is all set off, and the wind is blowing everywhere.

Those Hun warriors who were still hunting down the soldiers who participated in the Human Race all looked at the direction of the battle with horror. For a while, they were a little sluggish.

Such a fierce battle instantly shook the two sides of countless spectators. At this moment, their eyes fell on the battlefield of the two and couldn't help but swallow secretly. If you change them up, I'm afraid that you will be strangled by the strength between them in an instant, destroying both body and soul.

Suddenly a loud noise broke out in the battlefield, and the evenly matched situation instantly collapsed. Ling Tian looked cold and punched out, hitting Bai Yu's chest, and suddenly there was the densely packed scalp tingling skeleton cracking sound from it.

pu!

Blood spurted out, even mixed with internal organ fragments, and Bai Yu's fleshy body had been completely damaged with just one punch.

But at this moment, the murderous intention in Ling Tian's heart is surging, and he has no intention of stopping. Punched out is to stretch his four fingers side by side like a knife, sliding down fiercely like a blade.

Ling Tian's fleshy body is so powerful, the sharpness is almost Divine Weapon, it is shocking, that Baiyu fleshy body was forcibly torn apart, one arm and half of the dark flesh wings were all on the spot Cut off.

The sound of miserable howling came out of his mouth instantly, an unprecedented fear filled Bai Yu's heart. He never thought that as one of the eight Hungarian tribes, the little Prince of the aloof and remote tribe would end up like this one day.

Moreover, from Ling Tian's indifferent and temperatureless eyes swelling, all he felt was pure murderous intention.

This Human Race, want to kill him!

"No, I am the noble Hungarian Xianbei little Prince, how can I die in the hands of your dirty Human Race!"

Bai Yu dragged his body and struggled He was going to retreat, but his wings were shattered under the heavy damage, which made him slow down naturally. It was too late to escape right now.