Sword Venerable Ling Tian

I can’t blame Ji Tie for being surprised. The largest tribe in the Shiwan Mang Mountain that directly borders Lingnan is ridiculous. This tribe dominated this place for thousands of years, and informed the northern part of Shiwan Mang Mountain more than a hundred thousand li.

The ridiculous tribe is one of the five Golden Clan in the entire Barbarian Race. The bloodline is noble and can be called the king of the Barbarian Race.

This Ao Jie has become famous at a young age, and he has become a high-end Barbarian Race at a young age.

The tyrannical battle strength, once powerfully beheaded several Martial Artists in the Southern Tang frontier army, which shocked Lingnan.

Furthermore, although Aojie is the youngest son of the Barbarian King, but because of the purity of the gold bloodline, he is expected to be a favorable competitor for the next Barbarian King.

The respect of its status is self-evident.

No one thought that the little Prince of the strange tribe would be in the Uighur tribe’s Chinese army!

He is here, who can be the enemy?

Photographed in Aojie’s soaring Blood Fiendish Qi, the savage demon and Lingnan sect fighting on the battlefield all withdrew, giving the battlefield to the two people on the sky.

Now, it is them who can really decide this battle.

"Sister! That Aojie actually arrived, this time is broken!"

Qin Shaoyang raised his double mace and frowned.

Qin Mingyue's white clothed Sheng Xue, holding Yueqin, also looked worried at this time.

"No, send a message to Dad quickly, the strange Prince comes to Tianhe Mountain, let him hurry to support!"

The tyrannical tribe of the wild, no one can compare to the Lingnan City Lord Mansion is clearer.

When Aojie was still an intermediate Barbarian Race, he fought against Yunyang, the son of Yunhou Mansion, although Aojie was defeated.

But Yunyang, the first son of Yunhou Mansion, has Grade 7 Clouded Leopard Martial Spirit, Heaven's Chosen noble cultivation top Cultivation Art and Martial Skill!

The City Lord Mansion powerhouse that died in the hands of Aojie is too numerous to count.

The Royal Court of the Southern Tang Dynasty even issued a reward for killing Ao robbers, granting military titles to generals, and commanding tens of thousands of troops.

Although she knows that Ling Tian is strong, but at this time, she wants to defeat Aojie, there is no possibility.

This is the gap between the hard power and the cultivation base, which cannot be made up by martial skills and innate talent.

However, at this moment, Aojie has already flown into the sky and appeared opposite Ling Tian.

The scarlet killing aura billowing on it, like burning and boiling, looked towards Ling Tian on the opposite side, killing intent awe-inspiring.

For a long time, he hasn't met a human race younger generation, it's worth his shot.

Being defeated by the first son of Yunhou Mansion that year is a stain he will never get rid of. When I met Ling Tian this time, the blood in his body started to get excited.

Now, the Human Race in front of him, Mie Feng Tuo Zhan Crimson Blood, is worthy of his killing.

For Barbarian Race's majesty, this person must die!

"Yes, you are still strong. However, your performance ends here, I will use your blood to wash everything away!"

Looking at Ling Tian in the distance , Aojie sneered.

Although Ling Tian kills the scarlet blood forcefully, in his heart, Ling Tian is not his opponent.

even more how, Ling Tian has already fought once. The loss of vitality must be huge.

"This kind of work, I'm tired of listening to it! If you think you can kill me, use all your strength and try it."

As expected, Ling Tian was surprisingly calm.

But in the words, it is still awkward.

"Just rely on you? It's not worthy of my full strength, can you take my three tricks and talk big!"

Ao Jie Yangtian sneered, shook the head, and the halberd in his hand slowly Lift up and point to Ling Tian.

"If you don't die after three tricks, then I will give you a chance to fight with me!"

Proud!

If Ling Tian is inexplicably arrogant, then Aojie is the arrogance of strolling in the bones. Even if Ling Tian now likes the sun at high noon, in his eyes, it is still not worth mentioning.

The entire Tianhe Mountain battlefield is quiet.

There is no Martial Artist from the South Sect League to laugh at Aojie's arrogance.

Just because he is the Aojie Prince of the golden bloodline, he has arrogant capital.

"Really? That is so, I am also a little interested..." Ling Tian slightly smiled, there was no action, but the hand holding the Yunshang gun was suddenly tight.

He knows that the real decisive battle is here.

"I hope you can still be so arrogant when I stepped on it!"

Ao Jie's voice fell, and he stretched out a palm and took photos at will.

A seemingly unremarkable palm, but after taking it, a terrifying breath burst out in an instant.

Above the clouds and sky, a burst of blue mist was rolled up for no reason, and then a huge palm was condensed out of thin air, exuding a fierce breath.

This palm is amazingly blessed by martial skill!

At the moment when the giant palm appeared out of thin air, many people's faces changed drastically on the Tianhe Mountain battlefield.

Ao Jie can perform martial skill!

Barbarian Race is already powerful in divine force. Now with the increase of martial skill, the power of this palm can be imagined!

Although I don't know what rank this palm technique is, looking at the aura contained in his palm is really amazing.

Under the pressure of azure palm, the Martial Artist below Piquan felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart and trembled all over.

Ling Tian's pupil shrank abruptly, and Yun Qiang in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, cut it down directly.

"Thunder and open the sky!"

The Second Kill trick of the thunder sword was fully urged, and the thunder light bloomed.

A hundred zhang sword glow, wrapped in lightning, immediately collided with the giant palm.

"hong long long!"

The space trembles, and the air current oscillates and flies away.

Immediately, two attacks were deadlocked in midair.

But only a moment later, the sword qi that was flashing lightning was destroyed by the giant palm, and collapsed in the air.

Ling Tian complexion slightly changed, took out a profound weapon shield from the ring and blocked it on top of his head, resisting the palm that was suddenly pressed down.

"bang!"

Amidst the loud noise, the palms collapsed and the shield shattered.

Ling Tian's figure burst back, almost falling from in the sky.

And his face also turned pale, without any blood.

"Too weak, the general is just using less than 30% of the power, are you so impossible to withstand a single blow?"

in the sky, Ao Jieang stood still , With a smile, looking down at Ling Tian, ​​like a king.

Less than 30%?

Ao Jie's arrogant words immediately shocked the entire Lingnan Sect.

It took 30% of the strength to make Ling Tian, ​​who had just nailed the scarlet blood, been so embarrassed, he was shaken back!

This golden bloodline Barbarian Race is so terrifying.

Or, the power of Ling Tian really borrowed external force, is it now ordinary!

At this time, Ling Tian underneath also has a solemn expression. This Ao Jie is worthy of the golden bloodline, much stronger than he imagined.

Although Jinglei Kaitian did not have knots and pure yang fingers, with his current vitality and Yunshang spear, his formidable power nearly doubled, but he was shattered by the palm of the opponent.

Yu Wei failed to even take the high grade profound weapon shield.

"It's boring, it's boring. You are not as good as Yunyang, I don't want to play anymore, this palm will kill you with 50% power!"