Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the air, Ling Xian stood with his halberd, his clothes stained with blood, and his breath was weak.

After a moment of duel, he had been injured all over, especially the middle-aged man's sword, which hurt his meridian.

However, no one dares to underestimate him.

The power of the sword of the middle-aged man was in everyone's eyes, and he asked himself, they could not hide!

However, Ling Xian escaped, and in the case of fierce fighting, naturally shocked everyone.

"How is it possible ..." The middle-aged man stared at Ling Xian tightly, without any contempt.

Ling Xian easily suppressed the ghost Jin Jin, and escaped his lore, and even if he was conceited, he would not dare to underestimate Ling Xian.

"A strong taboo is no less than the legendary sword and butterfly, but unfortunately, it can't kill me." Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep. Under normal circumstances, he could not escape the sword.

It's too fast, and the wind and the power can't be exhausted, but he has the early light.

This method allows Jian Mang to return to the time of cohesion, so that he has time to escape.

"My two major means have even been broken by you." The middle-aged man faced like water, saying: "However, you can't break this situation."

"Let's wait and see." Ling Xian's expression was cold, and a clear air emerged, turning into two avatars, and killing them powerfully.

At the same time, he halted with a halberd, breaking up Tianyu.

Boom boom!

The wind was rising, the sky was dark, and the heroes tried their best to make Lingxian cough and blood, and his bones were broken.

However, he also made everyone pay the corresponding price, especially the middle-aged man, and he was pierced through the shoulder with his halberd.

This made everyone in the hall take a breath of coolness. I did not expect Ling Xian to be so fierce that he could fight back when he was besieged by many powerful men.

"Kill!" Ling Xianmu frowned on the cold electricity, completely crazy.

The taboos such as the burning of the world's immortal bones, the flat chaos of the Emperor's fist, and the stealing of the god's hand came out to the world, shocking the men and coughing up blood, and backed up.

He is so powerful that even if he fights alone with his own power, he will not fall behind!

boom!

Lingxian fell down, as the horrible fierce awakened, the divine power was shocking, and the ten squares were destroyed.

Suddenly, the body of a monk in the middle of the sanctuary cracked and turned into a mist of blood.

The middle-aged man rescued, but it was too late, and he could only watch the soul of the man, destroyed by the river and river.

brush!

Immortal light shines, treasure mirrors rise and fall, like a round of eternal day, illuminating nine days and ten places.

This greatly changed the appearance of a man in black. The method of defense and the treasure of the body appeared, but it was difficult to stop the power of the fairy mirror, and it was instantly broken.

At the same time, Fulongqin sounded through the sky, and the man in black disappeared.

This made the middle-aged man angry and rushed to the crown, falling with one palm, and thundering with five thunder.

Seeing this, Ling Xian raised his hand to print, the three flowers of the avenue emerged, and the imperial treasure coat glowed.

boom!

There was a loud noise and Lingxian coughed up blood, but instead of retreating, he took the opportunity to shoot at an old man in Tsing Yi.

The fist prints traverse the void, and Jianmang opened the sky, and in just a moment, it let the old man in Tsing Yi fly away.

"You're looking for death!" The middle-aged man was furious. He thought he was there. Why couldn't Ling Xiannai be a monk in the middle of the Holy Land.

However, at this moment, there were three middle ages in the sanctuary and they died in Lingxian's hands. This is equivalent to three loud slaps, which were severely drawn on his face!

Right now, he has a peerless sword.

"You haven't got this skill yet!" Ling Xian responded with arrogance, her eyebrows glowing, so that the peerless swordmang returned to the beginning.

Then he moved three steps to avoid the earth-shaking sword.

"It ’s rude to come and go, and you will also take my hand." Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and his palm blasted out, sweeping with extreme repulsion, breaking the middle-aged man's arms.

At the same time, a monk in the middle of the sanctuary was turned into a mist of blood.

This made the middle-aged man's lungs explode. Every time Ling Xian killed a monk in the middle of the sanctuary, he had a loud slap.

It is no exaggeration to say that his face has been swollen, how can he not be angry?

At this moment, Ling Xian killed another monk in the middle of the sanctuary. He was so angry that he couldn't say anything.

"The monk's weight in the middle of entering the Holy Land is too light, so I have to pull a late strong back."

Ling Xian's eyes were fierce, which made everyone at the scene feel cold and subconsciously took two steps back.

He is really too cruel, and under the condition of being bruised all over the body, he can easily bombard the strong man who entered the middle of the Holy Land. Who can not be afraid?

"Stupid person dreams!" The middle-aged man sneered. Although his arms were broken, it did not prevent him from carrying out the amazing law.

The wind rises, the sand blows away, and a magnificent peak emerges, turning into a giant, standing on top of the sky.

The next moment, the giant's double fists fell, and it was so powerful that it was unimaginable.

The rest of the people also used shocking Dafa.

Ling Xian's expression was condensed, and she knew that with her state at the moment, even if she did her best, she couldn't stop so many horrible magical powers.

Simply, he ignored the shocking Dafa of the heroes, and shot two monks in the middle of the Holy Land.

Many gods came to life, Ling Xian spewed a spit of blood, and his internal organs were severely damaged, but he also bombarded those two in the middle of the Holy Land.

At this point, all monks in the ninth realm have died, and only five strong men who have entered the holy realm remain.

This caused everyone in the scene to be sluggish. It never occurred to them that Ling Xian, besieged by so many strong men, could actually kill all ninth-level monks.

It is so amazing that even the middle-aged men who are waiting for the strong in the late stage of the sacred realm find it incredible.

At this moment, they finally realized how strong Ling Xian was, and they believed what he said.

In the midst of entering the holy realm, monks really should not participate in the war.

"Fortunately, I didn't take a shot, otherwise I'm on my way."

"He's too strong, he's just a monster!"

"Fortunately, he is only in the middle of the holy realm. If it is later, everyone will die!"

The crowd was horrified, and the eyes of Ling Xian were filled with fear.

"I underestimated you." The middle-aged man stared at Ling Xian, only to feel the hot pain on his face.

Those people also felt ashamed.

Ling Xian was in front of them and beheaded all monks in the middle of the Holy Land, and they naturally had no light on their faces.

"Next, it's your turn."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, and the **** of war halberdidly refers to a middle-aged man and others.

"No words!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and said, "Don't say that you are already at the end of the crossbow. Even in your heyday, you can't stop us."

Hearing that, Ling Xian was silent.

He is indeed at the end of the crossbow. Not only did the bones and meridians break, but the internal organs and the six internal organs have been severely damaged. Without help, he would die.

However, even if he is dead, he must pull the middle-aged man on his back!

At present, Lingxian's expression turned cold, burning Tianzun ancient blood.

boom!

The majestic and mighty, Lingxian halberd breaks through the air, like the ancient fierce beast, trembling the heavens and the world!

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man's eyes flickered cold, and one leg swept across, like a dragon flying at the tail, breaking up into the void.

The other four also shot, and his mighty sky was a pity.

Blood was falling, bones were cracked, Ling Xian was crumbling, and she was standing still.

However, he also made five people cough up blood!

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Cavan, there is no third chapter, forgive me.