Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Just the power of a palm, Xing Feiyang and the others are unable to accept it.

It’s just a few breaths, six people, one was severely wounded and retreated, one was punched in the blood mist, and the remaining four were the skeleton doesn’t exist, which was slapped with a palm. , Turned into a powder!

At this moment, under the city of Pingyao, there is deathly silence, hundreds of thousands of troops and countless Human Race Martial Artists above the city are completely speechless.

The expressions on their faces were completely frozen, and simply couldn't believe what they saw before them.

As for Na Xin Wenli also turned pale with fright, he had seen Ling Tian's strength very much, but he didn't expect just a few breaths. Ling Tian defeated all Heaven's Chosen.

"It seems that you are a little overestimated, and you can't hold it with a single move, waste."

Ling Tian also sword enters sheathe, standing with his hands, proudly facing the sky.

At this moment, Pingyao City is silent.

Many of them have already heard of Ling Tian's name, but now they can see Ling Tian's strong battle strength, all with awe-inspiring soul.

Is this the leader of the new Dragon Sect?

No wonder, this guy has the courage to fight against Rong King Mansion, and he has the courage to resist orders and disrespect.

With such battle strength, even Zhao Wenzhuo was beaten without the strength to fight back.

Could it be possible that this can be suppressed by the powerful Primordial Spirit mid-term power like Zhao Wuliang?

However, just when everyone was thinking about it and was shocked in their hearts, Ling Tian in the sky suddenly flickered.

The next moment appeared in front of Zhao Wenzhuo.

"Hehe, now, do you still think you can kill me?"

"Want to fight crystal, want to plant and frame? You are a waste, also worthy?"

Ling Tian looked condescendingly at Zhao Wenzhuo, scolded.

"hmph, Ling Tian, ​​you don’t want to be mad! I, Zhao Wenzhuo, can’t beat you, so what?"

"My Uncle Zhao Wuliang will be here soon, trust me, you You won't live long!"

"He he he, you will never escape death!"

Zhao Wenzhuo was lying on the ground with a bloody smile.

He lost in front of everyone in Pingyao City, and all his glory no longer exists.

Now, he only wants Ling Tian to die.

Only in this way can he balance in his heart.

"Want me to die, then Zhao Wuliang, how old is he?"

"Now, what you should care about is whether you have a life or not. You have seen Zhao Wuliang! "

"Die, pay the price for your stupidity!"

Ling Tian sneered, volleyed, just about to fall with a palm.

Xin Wenli was shocked and entangled in his heart, but in the end he opened the mouth and said: "Ling Tian, ​​you show mercy, he Zhao Wenzhuo, after all, is Wang Ting General, if there is a mistake, you can’t come. Kill!"

"Stop talking nonsense with me, if you want to be your Great General obediently and honestly, don't intervene!"

Ling Tian coldly snorted, but not at all Listen, take a big picture, just to kill Zhao Wuliang.

In front of the army, blasting and killing the general, Ling Tian's behavior is really arrogant.

Na Xinwen Libei Ling Tian scolded so, but in his heart he did not dare to get angry.

He understands that he himself is not Ling Tian's opponent.

Furthermore, he is not a member of the Zhao Family. He is angry and dare not say anything about Zhao Wenzhuo's actions.

"little bastard you dare! Kill my nephew, I am Zhao Wuliang, and make you seem to have no land of burial!"

However, at this moment, a long roar suddenly sounded in the western sky , The loudness of the sound is deafening.

At the same time, the dim western sky also shone with large spots of light. The spots of light illuminate the entire sky, which is extremely shocking.

The next moment, a stream of light, is like a meteor moved towards Pingyao City.

The sound is made by this streamer.

Don’t think about it, this is the coach of the Pingyang army, Zhao Family, Zhao Wuliang!

"hmph!"

However, the distance of Zhao Wuliang is still too far.

Although his speed is amazing, he still cannot stop Ling Tian.

The big hand did not stop at all and swallowed Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly.

Zhao Wenzhuo, who has lost all resistance, just like this, following the footsteps of Xing Feiyang and the others, he was slapped to death by Ling Tian.

Dignified was the third place in the Heaven Ranking last year, and the Zhao Family's first Heaven's Chosen died in front of everyone in Pingyao City.

People are embarrassed.

"Damn it, little bastard, you are courting death!"

"Henghe palm, give me annihilation!"

I witnessed Zhao Wenzhuo being killed by Ling Tian with my own eyes Cruelly killed, the hurried Zhao Wuliang, eye socket cracked, unbearable, monstrous anger burning, next moment, he took out a palm directly, and in a moment, the palm of incomparable gigantic vitality suddenly appeared above the sky.

Under the giant palm, the three-thousand zhang area around Ling Tian is almost covered.

One after another black Hong Tao tossed and surged in it, like an endless flood, and Zhao Wuliang condensed into a giant palm, pressed from the sky, with the aura of destroying everything.

The power of such a giant palm makes the soldiers above the camp lose one's head out of fear, and even this palm can already cover all the 20,000 soldiers led by Yi Zhongtian and the others. .

The purpose is obvious, to kill Ling Tian and the 20,000 Martial Artists on the spot!

Yi Zhongtian and Pei Tianqing and the others are both turn pale with fright. Looking at the giant palm that fell from the sky, they want to escape, but they find that everyone is driven by a powerful divine sense. Suppression, fundamentally impossible to move even a little bit.

Even mobilizing vitality is an extravagant hope!

Zhao Wuliang is too powerful, they are like ants.

"His, Zhao Wuliang took the shot himself, this Ling Tian is just a junior, no matter how powerful, he is not Zhao Wuliang's opponent at all?"

"Yes, Zhao Boundless is the most tyrannical existence in southern Hebei. Ling Tian killed Zhao Wenzhuo. Now he must be in order to pay for his life, otherwise Zhao Wuliang will never give up."

On the city wall of Pingyao Everyone discusses spiritedly, and Zhao Wuliang has been under pressure in southern Hebei for too long. Now that he shows up, he naturally feels that Ling Tian is bound to die.

Ling Tian is no matter how strong it is, but how can he mention on equal terms with such an old monster?

At this time, Ling Tian, ​​standing under Yokogawa's palm, also felt the terrifying divine sense coercion of Zhao Wuliang, and the tremendous pressure brought by that vitality palm.

This is much more tyrannical than all the opponents he has encountered before.

Deserving to be the old monster of Primordial Spirit, although Zhao Wuliang's strength is not comparable to Chen Xuanling and Wu Lian and the others, he is definitely more powerful than Zhao Wuji.

The pressure brought to Ling Tian is unprecedented.

"Hehe, just like this, want to press me too? Dreaming!"

However, Ling Tian in midair, with silver hair flying, loudly shouted, and a huge pair of scarlet reds behind him The wings, encircling the bright radiance, suddenly unfolded, and at the same moment, the Taichu Sutra and the Dragon Sovereign Supreme tactics in its body were activated together.

The boundless Qi Sea, and the fiery blood, are boiling together at this moment.

And Ling Tian's imposing manner, it was also at this moment, it skyrocketed wildly again.