Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Li Futu's pressure disappeared, but he fell straight to the ground.

He frowned, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could come to rescue him.

Could it be that the first one of the nine sons of Wei Moss! ?

No, with the status of Xuan heavenly demon valley and Xuantian authentic sect incompatible as fire and water, it is impossible to save him.

is it possible that, it is the senior coming from the Human Race! ?

However, the senior leaders of the major ethnic groups have jointly agreed that they can only allow the younger generation to enter the Tianfeng battlefield, otherwise they will jointly kill.

However, before that Li Futu fell to the ground, a pair of big hands appeared on his shoulders and helped him up.

A bottle of medicine pill was poured directly into Li Futu’s mouth, and a hundred thousand sword shadow, also instantly wiped out the dark demonic energy in Li Futu's body, repairing the injuries in his body.

"Rourou, take care of him."

A voice sounded from behind Li Futu, making Li Futu very strange.

"Okay, okay!"

Yin Rourou also spirit slowly recovers at this time, and took the Li Futu over from Ling Tian's hands.

"Ling Tian, ​​you have finally come, if not, I really will die!"

"wu wu."

Yin Rourou hugs Li The Buddha's broad shoulders suddenly burst into tears.

"Don't cry, with me here, you will all be safe."

Ling Tian turned around, holding the Jimo heavenly demon gun in his hand.

"Who are you!?"

Jimo surprised and angry said.

At this time, this Human Race Martial Artist, dressed in Tsing Yi, with flying silver hair, has never seen him before.

Not only that, this guy is just an Immortal Monarch cultivation base!

It is not senior, and even, it has not yet reached the Immortal King Realm world.

Who is this and the others? ?

"Chu Kingdom Ling Tian, ​​in the dark Demon Race, you should have also heard my name taboo."

Ling Tian lightly said with a smile.

"What, you are the Ling Tian of Chu Kingdom!?"

Sure enough, after Ling Tian finished speaking, Jimo was shocked in his heart and exclaimed, "Once you were When in Chu State, he led the Human Race to kill the millions of my dark Demon Race army, and also killed my dark Demon Race digital fifth-order Demon King!? "

"It's me!"

Ling Tian nodded.

Those things, some time has passed.

But this Jimo really knows it. It seems that his name in the Dark Demon Race is really not small.

However, the name Ling Tian of Chu Kingdom fell in the ears of Human Race, but it represented another meaning.

In that legend, it rose in the Kingdom of Chu, swept the Zhao State, and then killed the existence of a number of top Immortal Kings in Dajin. Among the Wei, it already has the reputation of Noda, almost known to everyone, known to everyone.

Furthermore, in this Tianfeng battlefield, there have been countless'Ling Tian' appearing, but they are all impostor robbers and bandits, specifically hunting Human Race Martial Artists, so that everyone is Hate into the bones.

But never thought, now in front of this Jimo Demon King, another Ling Tian appeared! ?

is it possible that, he is really a Ling Tian from Chu Kingdom! ?

Never heard that Ling Tian of Chu State is coming to Dawei.

"hmph, who should I be, you are the Ling Tian, ​​so good, you are a must-kill existence in my dark Demon Race, today, even though you used the secret technique , I broke my Strength of Domain, but I don’t want to leave, your life, I want it!"

The voice fell, then Jimo’s eyes shrank. Of course, I know the truth about night long dreams, although not too much. Words, hands stretched out, endless demonic energy surging, and on the sky, the palm of a giant tens of thousands of feet was manifested, and it was photographed.

The goal is the Ling Tian three people impressively.

This palm of Jimo is especially terrifying, he can see that this Ling Tian is no small thing.

Battle strength is definitely above that of Li Futu.

So, although his palm has never used weapons, it is indeed much more powerful than the previous formidable power.

But right now, a crowd of Human Races found that the front azure robe Martial Artist hands behind ones back slowly raised their heads, their dark eyes looked towards the palm of the shot, their complexion was calm, and there was no fear or fear. , Only a touch of self-confidence pervades the chest.

Yes, it is self-confidence!

Although Jimo is strong, he hasn't paid attention to it yet.

The palm of the ten thousand zhang devil slammed down, and it was very fast, but Ling Tian under his palm seemed to be shocked by this shocking blow, and he did not react at all.

Countless imprisoned dark Demon Race Martial Artists sneered, Human Race Martial Artist sighed, and everyone believed that under this palm, Ling Tian would die.

But at this moment, the mutation protrudes!

Ling Tian calmly looked towards The palm of the hand fell, the foot stepped forward, the hand grasped the fist, raised the head, bent the arm, and blasted!

Without the slightest bit of accelerating the energy accumulation, just standing casually in the void, he fisted and slapped the palm of his hand.

Not many Martial Artists had expected a bang, and then the tragic scene of the fleshy body crashing and flying, that Jimo’s devil is under the attention of countless Martial Artists, from the point of junction, It shattered silently and quickly collapsed and disappeared.

azure clothes Ling Tian's complexion is calm, from start to finish has never revealed the slightest strangeness, blasting the clutches of the hands, when the hands behind ones back, the sleeves of the robe are waving, the void suddenly gives birth to a majestic and irresistible force, Yin Rou was sent away from the seriously injured Li Futu and returned to the Human Race.

Move under your feet, walk in the void.

Between breathing, it's like Shrinking the Earth into an Inch, it's almost to its extreme!

In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian appeared above the sky, level with that Jimo.

This demon is not enough to make him look up.

Ling Tian’s casual blow was to easily resolve this palm of Jimo, and it was beyond the expectation of all Martial Artists in an instant. In the abyss, the sound was lost in an instant, and the next moment the hustle and bustle rose sharply. .

"Is this the battle strength of Ling Tian of Chu Kingdom!?"

"It can withstand the palm of Jimo Demon King, it turned out to be just an Immortal Monarch, the legendary Ling Tian , It's really too tyrannical!"

"Such an expert, it must be the real Ling Tian of Chu Kingdom, this Ling Tian is actually even more powerful than Li Futu!"

"Dingran That's it!" Seeing that Ling Tian was so brave, the sluggish morale of Human Race suddenly rose again. From Ling Tian, ​​they saw a glimmer of long-lost hope.

"Kill Jimo!"

"Maintain the majesty of my Human Race!"

"Ling Tian will win!"

Listen If you have to growl and growl in your ears, Jimo Demon King's solitary face is slightly cold, and his eyes suddenly become gloomy. Outsiders can't be considered something, but the demon knows in his heart that he has already possessed ten percent of his power in just one blow. This Human Race Martial Artist can easily receive it, obviously. cultivation base is not simple.

Human Race Ling Tian, ​​there are indeed some ways.

"No, you are still too weak, it's not worth my shot."

However, Ling Tian above the sky still shook his head. At this time, his body is too strong, even Under Azure Dragon's hand, you can press the Jimo Demon King to death with just one finger.

However, such a simple bombardment of Jimo will inevitably expose too much of his own battle strength, and set up trouble for the subsequent reunion with Qin Mingyue. Therefore, Ling Tian's body surface, azure light surges, The Avatar took over from the main body, his head full of silver hair, also slowly turning into ink azure.

To deal with this Jimo, with today’s Avatar, it’s just enough.

"Oh, maybe you need this gun, give it to you, and then try again!?"

Ling Tian threw the heavenly demon gun in his hand.

Return the weapon! ?

This scene surprised all Martial Artists.