Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Shoo!

A shot came out, like a dragon roaring, and the press forward swallowed it down. It seemed that the destruction aura that would pierce both Heaven and Earth was raging endlessly!

Above the long spear, the demonic energy churns and does not emit. However, the burst of breath has already forcibly shattered the surrounding space, revealing countless Space Cracks, all of the size and speed of thousands zhang. Extremely fast, like a Demon Dao Dragon, he wanted to open his mouth and swallow the Li Futu with sword glow.

Jimo’s shot, the mighty power is actually tyrannical, and it is more than tyrannical several times when compared to the other methods of eruption! The explosive power of this spear alone is comparable to the full strength attack of the top Immortal King, and the power of destruction can shake Heaven and Earth!

bang!

bang!

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a radius of Baili, this spear is all disturbed by this spear, like a sea shock, Surging endlessly!

Zhang Zhengxuan and Jun Bufan, who were being suppressed by the Demon King, saw this, and their faces were even more shocked. At this time, they finally understood that this battle without returning to Yuan, their Human Race, simply did not The possibility of victory, although Jimo's tyranny is far from being able to match the Demon Venerable, but also not Human Race's top-level Immortal King battle strength, which is comparable.

Immediately, the two of them shook off the Divine ability of the Demon King, and then moved towards the distance and flew away.

They are scared!

They will not ruin their Martial Dao career and life because of these Human Races.

Only have life, then in the future, you can still have revenge!

"hehe, Jimo, didn't expect, this person can still force you to use this move!"

"Heavenly demon gun, I haven't seen this move for a long time!"

The Demon King also ignored Zhang Zhengxuan and Jun Bufan who were flying away, but stared intently at the stabbing shot above the sky.

As long as Li Futu is dead, how can people here take out Jimo's palm.

Li Futu strained his face and looked at the magic spear that fell from the sky. Of course he knew the horror of Jimo's Demon King divine ability, but he did not escape.

He suddenly forced out a blood essence from his fingers, and instantly plunged into the sword of the Buddha. The blood essence contained his one hundred years of life essence. With the integration of blood essence, the sword of the Buddha suddenly trembled, and then burst into a mighty righteousness, causing the sword of the Buddha to skyrocket in an instant. !

This is the most subtle part of the Buddha Sword. It can absorb the life essence of Martial Artist to strengthen the Sword Art formidable power.

It's just that Li Futu, the second of the nine sons of the Great Wei Dynasty, has never used this secret technique since he became the sword of the Buddha.

Now, facing Jimo, he has to use it.

"hahahaha! Not bad, but there are methods! It is also worthy to fight with my heavenly demon gun!"

"But you think this will be able to block the demon. I can’t get it down. Let’s look at my heavenly demon gun today, killing you alive, taking your Source Power, and achieving this demon without prestige!"

"As long as you are bombarded and killed in the future, In this Tianfeng battlefield, who would dare to fight against this demon again? My dark Demon Race defeats the crowd and will surely become the ultimate winner of this Tianfeng battlefield, no one can stop!"

" Let the demon die!"

The Jimo Demon King laughed domineeringly, facing the Buddha's sword, which was stimulated by Li Futu's secret art, without any surprise, he overbearing aura. The outbreak was vividly and thoroughly, with a gun in one hand, crashing down.

Wanzhang heavenly demon gun is Jimo's strongest divine ability. Every time it is used, it will kill the opponent.

bang!

bang!

Heavenly demon spear, Buddha sword, two divine ability, and finally regret together,

In the heavenly demon gun, the demonic energy mixed with the endless Slaughter Qi burst out, strangling the mighty righteous Qi carried in the Buddha's sword into a group, rubbing against each other crazily, wanting to smash the other side.

As an attribute, it completely overcomes the two forces. The fierce battle that erupts when the two meet is far beyond the imagination of a common martial artist!

"So strong!"

"Jimo Demon King, worthy of being the entire dark Demon Race, a rare powerhouse in recent years, actually possesses such power!"

"It seems that in today's battle, Human Race's Li Futu must die."

"Human Race's Li Futu is not weak, but this time under Jimo Demon King's heavenly demon gun, it is still dead end!"

The dark Demon Race Martial Artist was overjoyed, and the Monster Race and Human Race Martial Artists in the abyss of no return have already begun to retreat in panic.

If Li Futu is dead, they will die next moment!

They couldn't think that Li Futu, the strongest of the clan, was not the opponent of this Jimo Demon King. As for the dísciple that stood with Yin Rourou, it was complexion pale, and the look in his eyes was terrified. In today's battle, if Li Futu is defeated, not only will they be powerless to defend himself, but they will also suffer.

But, Yin Rourou can't die!

"What are you doing in a daze, go with me!"

Na Jun Bufan came back, looked at Yin Rourou and the others, and said.

"No, I can't go, I am a dísciple, a Human Race Martial Artist, how can I escape for my life!"

However, Yin Rourou's face was tight, although she was afraid, But he refused to leave.

"Junior sister, I will give you one last chance, let us go!"

That Jun Bufan face turned cold.

He has no patience.

"I, don't run away, if you leave, you are betraying Human Race!"

Yin Rourou is stern.

"Ignorance, stupid!"

Jun Bufan was ashamed, and Yin Rourou was scolding him.

"If you want to accompany her to die here, I don't care!"

Jun Bufan was coldly snorted, turned around and flashed to the edge of Jimo's realm, a sword light cut down, He tore a gap and rushed out.

"Rourou, let's go!"

The dísciple of the heavy building frowned, but Yin Rourou still seemed to have never heard of it.

The four of them had no choice but to abandon Yin Rourou after struggling for a while and escaped from the rift.

At this time, the Human Race in all directions all began to flee, and the Martial Artist of the Dark Demon Race also took advantage of the situation to kill. For a time, countless Martial Artists died under the divine ability of the Dark Demon Race. , The blood gathered into a river.

But at this moment, the most fearful and helpless person is Yin Rourou. Listening to the low roar of the dark Demon Race Martial Artist around, this little girl complexion pale, her eyes filled with horror, and now she has no family members beside her.

However, the Source Imprint above her eyebrows blooms rays of light, her small mouth is tight, and she has made up her mind to commit suicide, so she will not let herself and the source fall into the dark Demon Race in hands!

In the distance, Ling Tian on the mountain wall shook his head. In today's battle, Human Race is going to be defeated.

It's also time, it's time for him to take action.

No matter what, Yin Rourou is not allowed to be hurt.

The figure flashed, Ling Tian disappeared on the mountain wall.

At the moment he left, two muffled voices were heard in the field.

The Buddha statue collapsed with a sword, and Li Buddha statue fell from the sky.

Although he is not dead, he is dying.

"hahaha, you have not been shot and killed by the Demon King, you are already dead!"

Jimo laughed loudly: "Look at your Human Race, a Like a stray dog, your junior, your so-called nine big Wei sons, one by one, but they are all courageous!"

"This and the others are also worthy of my dark Demon Race Struggle!"

"hmph, the devil, Human Race and unyielding people, don’t humiliate me Human Race!"

But at this time, a multicolored folding fan is plundering Xiangqian, behead Xiangna Jimo.

"Huh!?'

However, how could it hurt Jimo with the formidable power of Transcending Spirit Treasure!?

Just a look , The concentration of boundless demonic energy is to make the colorful folding fan shatter on the sky.

Jimo’s eyes condensed, but he discovered that this suddenly shot turned out to be the daughter of the master of the heavy building. Yin Rourou!

A Human Race woman, dare to attack him!?

Really tired of living!

The hideous color flashed on her face, then The magic spear in Jimo's hand is raised, and it is moved towards that Yin Rourou bursting away.

"This magic spear is an order, the children of the dark Demon Race, will use the Human Race and Monster Race here. Exterminate! "

The magic spear was moved towards Yin Rourou bursting down.

It is conceivable that although this spear does not have any divine ability, it is only the Demonic Artifact of the magic spear. The majesty is not something that the current Yin Rourou can resist.

Under this spear, Yin Rourou will definitely die!

Yin Rourou, who is standing on the ground at this time, is also early I'm already stupid.

Stuck in the same place, I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for death to come.

pu!

But next moment, a demon The sound of guns piercing blood, flesh, muscle and bones resounded in Yin Rourou's mind.

However, she did not feel any pain.

Someone, Blocked this spear for her!

Could it be that fellow Ling Tian!?

Thinking of this, Yin Rourou suddenly opened her eyes.

The most The first thing that caught her eye was the black tip of the gun that was blood dyed.

After her eyes slowly condensed to the magic gun, Yin Rourou's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's you! ? "

At this time, the burly figure pierced by the magic spear turned out to be the second son of Wei, Li Futu!

At this time, although Li Futu was already covered in blood, He was dying, but he still half-kneeled in front of Yin Rourou.

He held the Golden Broken Sword in his hand and kept himself from falling down.

Neither did he let the magic spear bring Yin Rourou down. Throughout.

"hehe, you and me, have never said a word, now, let’s say we’ve just met, I’m the first dísciple of the Xuantian authentic sect, Li Futu. "

A smile appeared on Li Futu's pale face.

"Why, why?" "

Yin Rourou shook her head. She couldn't think of why this Li Futu was desperately trying to save her.

"This battle of not returning to Yuan started because of me. "

"I lost, I killed the Human Race powerhouse by the hands of Demon Race! "

"I failed to protect the glory of Human Race, nor did I protect the Human Race Martial Artist. "

"You, it's me, Li Futu, the last person who wants to see an accident before death. "

"As the fiancee of my Li Futu, if you want to die, I will die in front of you. "

Li Futu smiled miserably, blood and tenderness.

In the void, Ling Tian hovered there, frowning slightly.

Can let him Not many people admire it.

Now, this Li Futu is one of them!