Sword Venerable Ling Tian

If it was before, Ling Tian could only fight this life and fight with this prophet.

But now that he has become a glazed battle body, and his strength has skyrocketed, how can he be afraid anymore?

Three thousand years ago, the Human Race Martial Sovereign was able to suppress this Hungarian tribe. Now three thousand years later.

He Ling Tian, ​​too!

Thinking of this, Ling Tian also slowly unloaded the sword behind him.

"Why, don't you still kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Seeing the killing intent and actions in Ling Tian's eyes, the Hungarian prophet was even more angry.

This Human Race, do you still want to fight him now?

"little bastard, you will never know how big the gap between the Hungarians and the Human Race is, even if it was Martial Sovereign back then, I would never dare to blaspheme the Golden Valley of the Hungarians!"

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He was furious, and he admitted that Ling Tian is very strong, and it seems that only Martial Sovereign when he was young can mention on equal terms with Ling Tian.

But in the final analysis, this Human Race Ling Tian does not have the battle strength of clutching realm after all. He is confident that he can defeat all the leaders of Under Martial Sovereign, no matter how evil it is.

Even if Ling Tian innate talent is different, he still has clay chickens and pottery dogs in front of him.

"If you want to fight, fight, where's that many nonsense."

Ling Tian put the thunder sword and the prison fire stick together, and raised his eyes coldly snorted and said.

"son of a bitch!"

This is the first Hungarian family has been unbearable, suddenly shot.

ka-cha!

He took one step, the endless Battle Qi shook under his feet, shaking with huge energy, and suddenly The earth shook and the mountain quivered, carrying the violent pressure, came to the front of Ling Tian again.

With a stiff and hideous, weird smile, cruel and evil, he raised the mottled golden giant sword, sword not unsheathed, just using the scabbard, and between swings, there was a soaring Battle Qi Condensed into a thick sword glow, moved towards Ling Tian fiercely blasted down.

These methods are quite rare. He did not produce a sword, but the sword qi was blessed by the giant sword. Before the formidable power was better, he cut it with one sword. Compared with the previous punch, no Know how tyrannical is.

He wanted to shake Ling Tian to death with a single sword in this way.

In his eyes, is Ling Tian not worthy of him to draw a sword?

Only he suffered from Ling Tian's hands, and now, he not only wants to kill Ling Tian, ​​but also finds the place back.

This is the dignity of a Sovereign.

Faced with this arrogant and despotic reaching the ultimate sword, Ling Tian suddenly sneered.

If the other party doesn't draw a sword, then he doesn't need it either.

Except for Sword Art, he has a lot of hole cards now.

"Come on, see if your sword is hard or my fist is hard!"

"Let me tell you, you are a waste!"

"Swim Dragon Boxing, Golden Dragon cuts the sky!"

Amidst Ling Tian’s arrogant laughter, Ling Tian held the combined weapon with one hand, and with the other hand, it instantly condensed the glow of the dragon shadow and lifted it up. Between his hands, he greeted him.

bang!

Fisting hands, like two mountains crashing together, bursting out dazzling rays of light and deafening loud noises. The dissipating shock wave set off a sky full of mad sands, sweeping Heaven and Earth

ka! ka! ka!

The ground of the Golden River Valley suddenly exploded, countless The cracks meander away, like a huge spider web. The surrounding mountains, all at this moment, immediately turned into boundless dust, and the dust was billowing, although the wind blows away.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the Golden River Valley is doomed to be destroyed.

The Human Race army has even retreated fifty miles, watching from a distance.

This is an amazing match!

I'm afraid, this is the most ambitious event in Nantang in three thousand years.

All the Hungarians are crawling on the ground. Under the prophet's action, they worshipped devoutly. They also prayed and cursed, cursing the Human Race before it died in the Holy Land.

But the smoke and dust have not dissipated, they are there where the glazed glow flickers. Although they have been shaken back this time, they have never fallen into the air.

This move of their prophet still couldn't shake this Human Race Ling Tian!

The Hungarian prophet who was in it was even more surprised. His sword was not as simple as it seemed. Changing to an ordinary Human Race, even if it is the power of Primordial Spirit Peak, it is absolutely impossible to take his sword so easily.

Even Prince Rong of Human Race today will never be so safe.

But the younger Human Race in front of him, in the late stage of cultivation base trifling, even Primordial Spirit, can actually take his second blow.

After being surprised and angry, the holes in the eyes of the Hungarian prophet suddenly became hot, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that you have a lot of secrets. There are a lot of secrets at this age. With such a battle strength, it’s no wonder that you are so rampant!"

"However, these all are wedding dresses made for me, kill you, I will hollow out everything you have, it belongs to me ."

Although he is just a puppet now, he doesn't want to be strong again.

The Hungarian prophet sneered again and again, greed and anger went together, soared into the air, and shot again.

Looking at from a distance, in midair, the two played against each other, whether it was the bursting sun and the blooming blood mist, it looked amazing.

bang! bang! bang!

The terrifying natural phenomenon spreads in the air. The flaming rays of light and the battle of martial skills make this a side World shining brilliantly, which makes people feel more shocked.

At this time, Ling Tian is wearing a glow, flashing and moving, fist bathing in the shadow of a dragon, boundless demeanor, strong terrifying.

The more the Hungarian prophet fought, the more he was shocked and unable to calm down. Although his current state is not as good as before, even if he is a puppet, he is still under the Number One Powerhouse. He wants to come to Ling Tian to be able to take over his two moves is already the limit.

But now more than ten tricks have passed, he still can't take Ling Tian, ​​still in a fight.

This makes the Hungarian prophets more anxious.

"It's not over!"

The Hungarian prophet roared, and he felt humiliated, completely humiliated. Actually more than ten moves did not take Ling Tian down, let alone trampled the opponent into mud, it was simply extraordinary shame and humiliation.

"Holy eagle, raise you for a thousand years, don't you still take action!"

Suddenly, the Hungarian prophet retreated Ling Tian, ​​divine sense permeated.

next moment, the space behind Ling Tian suddenly shook, but a golden war eagle illusory shadow suddenly manifested, and immediately condensed into a middle-aged man, dancing his claws towards Ling Tian grabbed it back.

The appearance of this figure is really abrupt, and the distance is so close, Ling Tian has been unavoidable.

Among the Human Race army, Xiao Shisan and the others criticized out in surprise when they saw this.

Because this figure also carries an aura comparable to an eighth rank fighting king, it is a top sixth rank demonic beast!

Sneak attack like this, under Ling Tian's defenselessness, if caught, the consequences can be imagined.

However, Ling Tian in the air is standing still, as if letting the sacred eagle grab it.

"Hehe, thinking that your fleshy body is tyrannical, do you ignore the holy eagle?"

"Even if you can't kill you, it's enough to contain you!"

The Hungarian prophet sneered.

But next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because behind Ling Tian, ​​just when the sharp claw of the sacred eagle is about to tear Ling Tian's back, on its side, the silver light suddenly appears!

In the void, a sharp claw that is sharper than that of the holy eagle appeared, striking the holy eagle's sneak attack and directly stopped it!

"Want to sneak attack my master, have you asked me?"

The voice fell, and a silver figure turned out from behind Ling Tian.

Although his appearance is still immature, his body is overwhelmed, but he has reached the sixth rank demonic beast Peak!

This is a small shadow that hasn't appeared for a long time!