Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Zixiaozong's face is as sinking as water. This change is not to say that he did not expect that even the other top Sect Masters and the Four Kings did not expect this. Wushuang Immortal Sect in a spurt of energy, almost one against two, knocks Two Great Sects off the wind and takes an absolute advantage!

"Three battles will determine the universe, before I am unparalleled Immortal Sect, you wait to retreat!"

Severe light flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and the defeat of Zixiaozong and the cold wind was evident. You need to take advantage of it in a spurt of energy to suppress it, otherwise it will be a bitter struggle when it comes back.

bang!

Third Step, step down.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

Wushuang Immortal Sect and Lengye Villa Martial Artist roar wildly, despite being traumatized by the general confrontation, But the spiritual idea is to reach Peak.

pu!

Purple Xiaozong and Immortal Sect of Cold Wind, headed by two Sect Masters, spits out blood in their mouths, the general trend of them collapsed instantly and fell to the ground.

Three steps forward, stepping down on Zixiaozong and Immortal Sect of Cold Wind! Wushuang Immortal Sect continued to soar in a sudden, revealing Promise is fierce and fierce.

Today, even if you have to face five top sects, Wushuang Immortal Sect, they will press forward!

The entire square fell into dead silence for an instant, and countless Martial Artists' eyes fell on Wushuang Immortal Sect and Lengye Villa, their pupils shrunk slightly, and they all showed shock.

Ling Tian’s eyes are cold, sweeping across the room, “I am unparalleled Immortal Sect suppresses the Zixiao Sect. If you want to occupy its top Immortal Sect position, you can come forward to challenge if you want to occupy the position of the top Immortal Sect. I am unparalleled Immortal Sect. I am not afraid."

The sound is rolling endlessly, crashing away!

too terrifying.

Now, under the blessing of Ling Tian, ​​the imposing manner of Wushuang Immortal Sect is indisputable.

For a time, all Martial Artists on the main peak of the mighty mountain were shocked.

Now they know how terrifying Ling Tian is.

After Zi Chengqian and other Martial Artists of Zixiaozong retreat, Song Han also played his hole cards one after another, which promoted the morale of Sect Martial Artist to rise, but every time his hole cards were easily resisted by Ling Tian, ​​there was nothing at all. The role of Two Great Sects made Two Great Sects feel lost, the growth trend declined, and the overall strength was much weakened. At this moment, Ling Tian was shocked by the general trend, and finally unable to persist, the general trend above his head collapsed and was defeated in embarrassment.

Ye Gucheng and Leng Xuanye and the others corner of the mouth flow blood, in the final decisive battle, caused them all to suffer. But at this moment, Zixiaozong and Cold Wind Immortal Sect retreated, and Wushuang Immortal Sect had already won.

At this time, the breath of the two sects has reached an unprecedented peak, and suddenly they skyrocketed again, and they are stunned, enough to suppress the general situation of sect here!

On the square below, countless sect Martial Artists swept their eyes, all revealing complex awe. Although this battle is not for Ling Tian's shot, the two sects will definitely not win.

But the general trend has been achieved, and today there is no one to stop.

Ling Tian's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile, indifferently said: "It seems that the winner today is still us."

After saying this, he turned around and stood in the void, "I will say it again. For the last time, I am unparalleled Immortal Sect, I want to be in the top sect, if you don't accept it, I will take it together, Ling Tian!"

The voice is rolling, still echoing on the mighty mountain.

It's still as arrogant as ever.

This is Ling Tian.

And the Dao Sect and the Master Demon Sect in the North Huaxian Mountain looked at each other and thought in their hearts, but in the end, they did not choose to shoot.

Because, Ling Tian’s battle strength now really makes them jealous.

If you take a sect shot at this time, you will win that's all, but if you lose, you will lose face.

Although they were surprised and angry in their hearts, the two of them finally sat in their seats.

"Damn it, it's all rubbish!"

Nan Wang shouted angrily in the heart.

His son was severed by Ling Tian from Martial Dao,

This hatred, in any case, he has to avenge!

"Old Monster Wu Yao, what are you waiting for!? Kill this person, and I will give you 10,000 elite Immortal King Level monster blood essence from Southern King Palace!"

The Southern King sends sound transmission to the old monster in Demon Refining Valley.

"Hehe, good!"

"Since the Southern King is so generous, then I will be Ling Tian!"

The Valley of Demon Refining Valley Master sneered, got up immediately.

"Wu Shuang Immortal Sect wants to become a top sect, I refining Demon Valley, I won't agree!"

With a sound of falling, there was a loud noise on the square.

I never thought that at this last step, there are people who dare to challenge Ling Tian!

"hehe, Nanhua Demon Refining Valley, very good, if you do not stand up at this time, I, Ling Tian, ​​will also take you down!"

"Come on, Let me see what you lackeys of Southern King Palace have!"

Ling Tian looked at it with a pair of cold eyes, making the entire space cold.

"hehe, overestimate one's capabilities!"

"Wu Yao alone is enough!"

The old monster coldly smiled, his eyes suddenly crossed sharply, Thoughts move, the top of the head was tumbling, and the fairy yuan in front of him turned into a palm of one's hand, slammed down to Ling Tian. With the power of the top-level Immortal King, with all his strength, in this big promotion, few people can be the opponent of this boss.

The palm of the hand turned into a vicious ominous beast claw in the air.

It is Wu Yao's stunt.

Faced with Ling Tian, ​​this Valley Master of Refining Demon Valley, even when he shot, it was full!

At this moment, the surrounding Martial Artists are all taking a deep breath. This time it is not a matter of regret, but a fight between Martial Artists!

Ling Tian was beyond everyone's expectations at this moment. Under the bombardment of this old monster Wu Yao, he did not step back and took a step forward again.

Strike against each other!

Old stranger Wu Yao was slightly surprised, and then sneered in his heart, in his opinion, this Ling Tian acting like this is nothing but asking for trouble.

"The old man wants you to be completely hit!" This person snarled secretly, and the killing intent in his heart rose, making the general situation outside the body more cold and cold, and the chill penetrated into the hearts of the people.

bang!

The general situation is regrettable, and the void trembles.

Ling Tian's complexion remains unchanged, his pair of dark eyes are still warm and introverted, calm and self-confident, and his feet have not retreated. Not only has his external momentum not diminished, but the fluctuations have become more and more powerful.

Using the Immortal Monarch cultivation base to block the general suppression of the top Immortal King, it has never been defeated. This result is beyond the expectation of all Martial Artists here. The eyes are swept, and the eyes are full of jealousy. Meaning.

Wu Yao's complexion instantly became extremely ugly, his eyes gloomy, and murderous intention permeated.

"This person can actually block my divine ability and has not been injured. How is this possible!"

Although I don't believe it in my heart, the facts are in front of me.

"Wu Yao, Refining Demon Valley, is this your method? But it is also only this."

"Now, you should take my Ling Tian blow."

At this moment, Ling Tian black hair is turning over his flying clothes and hunting, and the imposing manner is infinite, quite the imposing manner of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Pharaoh, Divine Palm!"

"Today in this Ping Yang City, see who else is under my palm, don’t accept it!"

Ling Tian shouted angrily one after another, on the square, a huge palm was condensed out of thin air.

On the palm of the hand, the fairy fire is permeating.

Suppression is boundless, and it is full of scale!

Under the Divine Prajna Palm that fell from the sky, the face of Old Monster Wu Yao finally changed.