Sword Venerable Ling Tian

After Ling Tian's voice fell, from the hundreds of battleships behind it, tens of thousands of Martial Artists emerged in an instant.

"Sword Cloud Array!"

For a time, more than 40,000 Martial Artists formed a battle formation.

It is still the 20,000 Martial Artist of the Mo family in front, and the crossbow is held high. In an instant, countless arrows condensed into a rain of arrows, moving towards the Demon Race army, covering the sky.

How terrifying is the arrow rain of the Mo family! ?

When the magic army was shocked, it was only a short breath, and thousands of them were nailed to death.

And Ling Tian flashed light and shadow, and appeared before Zhao Min's three daughters.

The palm of his hand stretched out, saying that Wentian Qilin battle halberd put away.

"Who are you!?"

The fourth rank Demon King, surprised and angry looked towards Ling Tian.

Ling Tian's body is actually full of Dragon Clan's breath.

However, his dark demons have always had nothing to do with Dragon Clan.

"The lord of the 4th palace, Ling Tian!"

Ling Tian under the silver armor coldly said.

"You are Human Race!?"

The fourth rank Demon King was even more surprised.

"Otherwise!?"

Ling Tian raised the fairy sword in his hand, "Are you finished!?"

"Damn it, even if you are Human Race, using the secret technique to create such a breath of fourth rank Immortal King, I thought it was my opponent?"

"You descendants of Human Race, you are going to die!"

The Demon King grinned, and the giant stick in his palm was raised.

"Ling Tian, ​​be careful!"

Behind Ling Tian, ​​Princess Liu Zhaoer exclaimed.

But the sword in Ling Tian's hands has already been raised.

Tens of thousands of sword shadows turned into Heavenspan-like Divine Grade sword intents. Accompanied by the terrifying will of the immortal gods manifested above Ling Tian’s head, in an instant, Ling Tian’s sword edge in his hands soared to the limit. huge!

Although the sword used is not the National Meteorite Sword, this sword is still the top level of Immortal King. Under the full urging of Ling Tian, ​​the sword light is sharp, and in an instant, it will be before Dao Palace. The Human Demon clan on the battlefield all cast their sights over.

"Wen Tian, ​​a sword!"

Use the new fairy sword to cut down this terrifying sword dao secret technique again. The speed is so fast that it hasn't waited for the fourth rank Demon King to react. , Sword light, has arrived!

"What!?"

The fourth rank Demon King cried out in surprise, too late to display other divine abilities, so he could only hold the Demonic Artifact in front of him.

clang!

The loud noise accompanies the fire star, blooming above the sky.

The deafening sound directly shook many demons on the battlefield.

In the chaotic fire star, the sword light of Wentian Yijian still did not break, but directly slashed on the ground, splitting many mountains directly into two. half.

And the fourth rank Demon King who had just beaten Zhao Min's three daughters without fighting back, disappeared above the sky.

Smoke billowed, covering hundreds of miles.

Ling Tian carried the silver sword and descended from the sky, the Immortal King dragon wings behind it flapped, sweeping away the dust.

It was discovered that the Demonic Artifact in the hands of the fourth rank Immortal King had collapsed and fell into the sword scar ravine.

When the Human Race army met, there was a loud noise.

Who would have thought that this extremely tyrannical battle strength was comparable to the fourth rank Demon King of the lord of Dao Palace, and was cut down by Ling Tian! ?

This is really Ling Tian! ?

Too strong too! ?

Even Liu Zhaoer at the back did not want to believe his own eyes.

When Ling Tian returned before, he had never been Qu Shenyou's opponent.

Could it be that the Ling Tian that day was really not the real Ling Tian! ?

In Dao Palace, the teacher Qianlong couldn't believe his eyes.

Such battle strength, doesn't it mean that Ling Tian already has the battle strength enough to kill them in seconds! ?

This, what to do in the future! ?

Moreover, how long did it take Ling Tian to grow from a new dísciple to this! ?

This makes them feel very uncomfortable.

"Before my Human Race Dao Palace, I can't tolerate you impudent!"

Ling Tian levitated above the sky, leaning over to look at the fourth rank Demon King below.

The voice is cold, like True Dragon Spiritual God, looking at the dirty Demon Race trivial ant.

The eyes and voice are full of insult and contempt.

"Damn!"

This made the Demon King feel ashamed. Regardless of his injuries, his whole body was surging with demonic energy, and he rose into the sky again.

"You just used the secret technique, I don't believe it, you can stick to it!"

"die for me, come!"

The Demon The King roared again and again. Although the Demonic Artifact was shattered, but with the help of the demon shadow behind it, he raised his fist and moved towards Ling Tian and smashed it down.

"Can it stop me!?"

The Demon King roared, his fist turned into a terrifying shadow, and swallowed it.

Although there is no Demonic Artifact.

But the fleshy body of Demon King has been tyrannical to the extreme, comparable to a weapon.

This is the innate talent of Demon Race.

"hehe, the trifling demon body, dare to use it to show ugliness!?"

"secret technique!? The secret recipe will also destroy you!"

Ling Tian Sneered, he simply put away the fairy sword, and stretched out his big hand, like a dragon claw.

It fell from the sky, but the dragon claw seemed to be formed by the immortal fire and Dragon Qi.

Catch it smashingly.

Divine Prajna Palm!

Use this terrifying secret technique in Azure Dragon form.

It is very strong, unprecedented.

Nowadays, Ling Tian really used almost all his strength.

The Immortal King dragon wing behind Ling Tian has been possessed since Ling Tian became Azure Dragon, but it just bloomed today.

This is the sign that Azure Dragon becomes fully open.

It's terrifying, unprecedented.

Divine Prajna Palm, fell from the sky.

Like Ancient Dragon Clan, tearing the firmament apart, pressing it for a while.

The fourth rank Demon King stared wide-eyed, before he could say anything, he was enveloped by the dragon claw.

As for his striker, almost immediately after touching the dragon claw, they fell apart.

After that, the huge dragon claw put the fourth rank Demon King on the battlefield again,

bang!

It was a huge shock.

The mountains within a radius of thousands of miles seem to be shaking violently.

The huge momentum this time attracted even the eyes of Qu Qing and the two Dao Palace masters.

When the smoke and dust on the battlefield cleared, these three fourth rank Human Race Immortal Kings did discover them.

The fourth rank Demon King was pressed under the huge dragon claw mark.

The breath has languished.

One sword, one palm!

The fourth rank Demon King, even this version, was hit hard!

"How did this guy become so tyrannical!?"

"How is this possible!?"

Qu Qing was shocked.

At this time, that Ling Tian has already descended on the battlefield, with a long sword in his hand, pointing directly to the fourth rank Demon King.

"Weak Demon Race, even my two moves, can't you stop them!?'

"Human Race, you are so arrogant, what can you do if you defeat me! ? Your Human Race, don’t you want to be destroyed by my Demon Race! ? "Then Demon King surprised and angry.

"hehe, destroy me Human Race! ? What are you going to kill! ? "

Ling Tian's long sword sweeps the battlefield.

At this time, those 40,000 horses have already entered the Demon Race army.