Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Why do you yell at me!"

"I'm obviously not defeated, I can still fight!"

"I don't want you to protect..."

Ran Hongfu biting the lips, even though the halberd in his hand can't hold back, he just refuses to return.

"Have you had enough trouble!"

"Now it is a critical moment, do you want your self-esteem and pride!?"

"Fate is important Huh!"

Looking at the red eyes of Ran Hong, most of the anger in Ling Tian's heart dissipated.

However, this scene fell in the eyes of the demons below, and it was a bit out of place.

What are you doing! ?

Why do you seem to be flirting?

Hey, are there any mistakes?

Now Lingyu Village is in disaster!

Na Hun Tun looked at the past on the faces of Ling Tian and Ran Hongfu, and suddenly remembered that he was still fighting, and immediately raised the long spear to point to Ling Tian.

"Hey!"

"You two, what are you whispering doing there?!"

Ling Tian and Ran Hongfu looked at the past almost at the same time .

"get lost!"

Swallowed: "???"

"Don’t grind, wait for you to get better, you can kill whoever you want !"

"But now, you save my life!"

"Go down!"

Ling Tian screamed, and suddenly pushed hard in his hand, that was Pushed Na Ran Hongfu down.

"Smart, take the village master down to heal!"

Immediately, Ling Tian turned around and looked towards the stunned swallow.

"Now, it's my turn to take care of you."

Compared with Huantun, Ling Tian looks very thin, dressed in burlap and linen, looks like Monster Race's beggar is average.

It's just that the only thing that makes Ling Tian look different is that brilliant white hair that shines like silver light, and that delicate face that still enters the Human Race.

Of course, this does not play any role on the battlefield, on the contrary, it will draw the hatred of unfathomable mystery.

"Damn, who's this girl!"

"The girl soaked in front of our Black Wind Mountain army!?"

"But , Let’s not say, this little lion looks really cooler than our bull clan!"

"Fart, what's so good about pretty boy, our Black Wind Mountain bull clan has Lei Si’s bloodline, we rely on strength!"

Behind him, Monster Sovereign everyone talking at once, Huantun also suddenly rejoiced, and pointed his big hand at Ling Tian, ​​said with a sneer: " Boy, although I don’t know where you are, this posturing skill is certainly not weak, but with your bones, I am not afraid that Lao Tzu will tear you to pieces?"

That's it. The majestic Monster Race Bloodline Strength erupted from its body like a torrent. That momentum far surpassed the top Monster Sovereign, and was even more powerful than ever before.

This demon has half-footed into the realm of Monster Race Loose Immortal!

"Today, no one can save this Lingyu Village! If you want to hero saving the beauty, let's go to hell together!"

Sneered down, it's footsteps When the blood light flickered, it had already appeared in front of Ling Tian in the sky, and with his palm, there was a light of thunder rolling faintly on the black gun.

"Hehe, the tone is not small."

Ling Tian looked at the imposing manner astonishingly swallowing, the palms were also slowly held together, and the handle came from the hands of the wild Black guns also emerged.

This black gun looks similar to the weapon of Hun Swallow, but it's worse than the previous level, but there is no way. The worst weapon in Ling Tian's hand is far beyond the imagination of Monster Race, and there is no way at all. use.

Inside and outside Lingyu Village, countless line of sight focuses on the two confrontation figures in the sky. They really want to see if this seemingly weak Monster Race really has Ability to save the stockade.

In the demon realm, power is advocating, no matter what kind of Monster Race, as long as you have power, you can be awed by Monster Race.

In that village gate, Bai Ling, who was injured but still reluctant to come out, was also nervously looking at the confrontation in the sky, but her small face was full of worry and anxiety, although she knew Ling Tian Great, but the opposite is Black Wind Mountain Boss!

"Hey...that's the patriarch of the bull clan swallowing, it is said that that guy is almost at Loose Immortal level." A Monster Race girl whispered, and her voice was full of panic.

Monster Race Loose Immortal, this realm, is too powerful in their eyes, thinking that the strongest village owner in their entire cottage has not yet reached this level.

Although they have vaguely heard some Ling Tian's not simple from the mouth of the punjab, it is obvious that they will not be able to shake the fierce power that they have known for so many years.

"Don't worry, Jin San'er killed that muddy wild with three moves in the Leiyuan mountain range, and it seemed that he simply didn't waste much energy at that time." Bai Ling thought that it was the same. I was a little worried, but apparently impossible was revealed at this time, and I still forbeared worrying, said with a slight smile.

"What!? Did you kill Huo Ye with three moves?"

The Monster Sovereign in the village couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, although Huo Ye couldn’t fight him. Compared to Swallow, it is also the Monster Sovereign of the third rank Peak, but Bai Ling said that this looking so young Monster Sovereign actually used three tricks to kill the muddy wild.

It's not just them, but the village master Ran Hongfu who was healed by everyone with seven hands and eight feet. There is also a flash of surprise in his eyes.

At the time, she hadn't really asked the details of the previous battle.

This guy...

Ran Hong flicked his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help looking towards the back of in the sky.

Although it is a little thin, but the silver hair is... really handsome...

Bah!

Ran Hongfu, what are you thinking about!

I don't know how to be ashamed!

"Hehe, the owner, I look at you, and I'm not worried about Brother Jin San'er. This kid is a ghost, I'm not sure. It shouldn't be a shot, clever like my monkey, the most accurate look at the demon That's it!"

Hou Ji Ling also patted his chest.

"Hehe, maybe, it's a Meng Lang guy."

The blush on Ran Hong's face was slightly scattered, and then the beautiful eyes looked towards the sky. Holding a black gun, a thin figure like Motionless As Mountains, a hint of hope rose in his eyes.

Perhaps... he can really save Lingyu Village, anyway, she has nothing to do.

In the sky, Ling Tian didn't pay attention to the surprised gaze over the mountains and plains, he just stared at the black gun in front of him safely, the corner of his mouth still raised the indifferent smile like wind.

He really wants to low-key into the Demon Realm, but his strength does not allow him.

But when Ling Tian took out the black spear, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the black Monster Qi all over his body became restless.

"This black wind gun is the thing of my son, how can it be in your hands!?"

The black gun in Ling Tian's hand holds a spear flower, said with a sneer: "You stupid bull, can't you even guess this?"

"Then your trash son died in my hands, and I squeezed it with three tricks!"