Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian's indifferent words came, and the look in his eyes was extremely cold. Facing such fighting kings, there was no wave in his heart.

What? ?

The voice fell, but it made all the Human Race army and the Hungarian warrior stunned.

Want to finish Yan Lie kneeling down like a dog begging for mercy?

This guy is crazy!

The warriors of the Qiangjie tribe are all angry.

Wanyanlie is the second only to the existence of King Qiangjie.

The tone of this Human Race General is really too big.

Who gave him the courage to insult the second king of the tribe?

"hahaha, you are the most rampant and ignorant Human Race junior I have ever seen!"

Wan Yanlie’s face is full of hideous intentions and can’t help but big Laughing: "I wanted to make you die decently, but you insulted me like a dog? That being the case, even Martial Sovereign can't save you... Go and die!"

sou!

His tone barely fell, the whole figure violently violently instantly, and he killed Ling Tian in the blink of an eye.

hong long long!

His speed is too fast, and the purple wind that he brought up blows the dust on the entire battlefield, flying sand running stone, sweeping a radius of 10,000 meters.

ka-cha 嚓!

Wan Yanlie’s figure flickered fast and frightening, but the blade in his hand fell, carrying a purple flame, and its speed was even faster.

Everyone didn't even have time to blink their eyes, and their faces were fierce and fierce. In this moment, they blasted out nine Blade Qi in succession, and they all landed on Ling Tian's chest.

Amidst the loud noise, the majestic coercion behind Wan Yanlie condenses like a mountain of flames. With the Blade Qi he blasted out, the flame kept blasting and jumping, like the crazy tremor of fire sea sound waves, and the constant roar of ominous beast.

The terrifying natural phenomenon, in the changeable situation, derives a powerful Blade Qi that shatters the Quartet.

Every time the robber blasted out, cracks in the void exploded, breaking into one after another spider-web-like crack.

"Cut your waste with a single knife, and dare to boasted shamelessly in front of my Wanyanlie!"

Wanyanlie panted slightly, and there burst out poisonous snake-like rays in his eyes. of light, blasted nine knives in one breath, even he was slightly tired.

However, this waste should pass away with the wind as long as you touch it for a while.

Wan Yanlie still grinned when he thought of the appearance of the Human Race being killed.

"Hehe, is it capable of this?"

But at this moment, Ling Tian eyes flashed a bright glint, suddenly opened the mouth and said.

"en?"

Wan Yanlie's face changed slightly, and a look of surprise burst into his eyes.

He didn't feel any color of fear from Ling Tian's body.

Is this Human Race not scared at all?

weng!

There was a vibration.

Ling Tian's body was instantly pitch black and Battle Armor burst out one after another fiery red rays of light, a pair of huge wings also bloomed from behind.

Under the blessing of the Red Cloud Feathers, Ling Tian directly greeted him with a stick.

Although this stick of Ling Tian looked incredibly slow, Ling Tian just used this stick to take down all the nine knives.

Ling Tian was shocked, the Dragon Phoenix Supreme surged, and the fleshy body digested the blade energy from the prison fire club to the extreme.

But Ling Tian has never moved.

With all Yan Lie's ultimate move, let alone hurt Ling Tian, ​​even let Ling Tian move, he didn't succeed!

Ling Tian now, he doesn't even know the limit of his battle strength.

But at the very least, all the third-rank Dou Wangs are not in his eyes.

Now, perhaps only the fourth rank Douwang can make him look straight.

"This!"

Feeling the look in Ling Tian's eyes that seemed to come from hell, Wan Yanlie's heart slammed.

The imposing manner that Ling Tian burst out just now is terrifying and powerful.

That kind of coercion, even in Pei Inji, I never had it.

That kind of feeling, he only experienced when facing his big brother, King Qiang Jie.

The younger Human Race in front of me is terrifying and incredible.

He may really die in the hands of the other party.

Thinking of this, this Yan Lie flew back in panic in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

Now, perhaps only King Qiangjie can do nothing about this Ling Tian!

"Want to go, can you walk?"

The flame rays of light of the body of bath inflammation on Ling Tian's body surface are all condensed in his fist front, Then suddenly blasted out.

bang!

The dragon roared, the wind and fire roared, the dragon fought in the wild, and directly engulfed Wanyanlie.

puci!

A figure flew out directly from the north, and it was that Wanyan Lie, who was in the air, which was a mouthful of blood spurted.

Although he is not dead, he is already seriously injured.

The ribs on his chest were all broken, and the internal organs were all shattered. The pain caused his facial features to be distorted and pale.

"Damn it, you forced me!"

"Ziyanfeng must cut!"

Ken Wan Yan Lie was also outraged, gritted his teeth. In the middle, step on the void, adjust the body, and cut it again with a knife.

And this blade is the signature martial skill of the Qiangjie tribe, and Wanyanlie can only be trained to Perfection Realm.

But despite this, Great Accomplishment's ultimate move is still much stronger than the Nine Slashes just now.

Almost exhausted Wan Yanlie’s Battle Qi!

However, this blade is indeed strong, propping up the monstrous purple flame, and falling with a single knife. It seems that the void has been burned out along the way.

"Die!"

Wan Yan Lie grinned, and fiercely cut the past.

It's just that at this moment, he was surprised to find out. Every pore on Ling Tian's body burst out with extremely dazzling scarlet rays of light, as if a volcano was hidden on his body. At this moment, it suddenly erupted.

One after another raging fire, rushing like thunder molten slurry, that violent flame formidable power is even hotter than his purple flame!

At this moment, Ling Tian has already begun to urge the Dragon Sovereign Supreme Art with the blessing of the Taichu Sutra.

"No...no..."

Wan Yanlie immediately realized something was wrong, and wanted to retire wildly.

Ling Tian has already moved, how can he retreat when he wants to retreat, the instant that the five-fingered prison fire stick, the true essence of the raging flames all over his body, burst out directly.

Crimson and ardent rays of light illuminate all directions, Ling Tian blasted down with a stick, and in a flash, it blasted all its purple flame wind power and power, and the stick shadow chased it instantly. Wan Yanlie, who flees on the way, swallowed it directly.

bang! !

Amidst the thunderous noise, it seemed that the sky was breaking and the earth was cracking. Wan Yanlie's entire voice was blasted into the sky and into the ground.

bang! ! !

When they heard the loud noise that hit the ground, the hearts of the Hungarian warriors who had already receded far away trembled for no apparent reason.

The fight between the two in a flash was too fast. After they saw Yan Lie took the shot, they thought that the Human Race General would die.

However, in the dusty, one after another glanced over.

Only when the dust cleared, the scene before me made everyone look stupid.

High in the sky, the Human Race General is still full of flames, holding a flaming stick, and the flames on it are still burning.

And in the huge underground pit, Wan Yanlie is completely exhausted.

That's it, dead!