Sword Master Ling Tian

It was cut again, this knife, according to the one just now, almost doubled its power!

"Hmph, overwhelmingly!"

Ling Tian's face was calm, his eyes flickered, and his hand swept out again with a stick.

"Chengyu!"

It was another stick swept away, and what made Zhao Quan desperate was that Ling Tian's stick was also so powerful that it still crushed him to death!

With the great majesty of the clear sky, the stick shadow smashed all the way, and once again shook the black sword energy.

Even if the sword qi is highly poisonous, it can't do Ling Tian's body at all.

However, it was the entire Zhaojiashan people who suffered.

How terrible is the battle between the two great primordial powers?

Even if the sword qi collapsed, the shock still swept across the Zhaojia Mountain Range, and countless warriors screamed and died on the spot.

Even if he didn't die, he died painfully contaminated by the poison.

Countless warriors fled in horror, but they found that the Zhao family's mountain guard formation was turned on, and they couldn't get out at all!

"I don't care what you mess, you're all clean!"

"Your sword technique is insidious, and I want to kill a lot of innocent people. Today, you will be removed from Jizhou from the Zhao family in Pingyang!"

After that, the Yuwei of Chengyu swallowed Zhao Quan!

hiss!

The soul of the Black Snake Heavenly Sword issued a desperate scream, and was directly caught by Lao Hou and absorbed into his body.

Bang!

A figure, like a sandbag, fell from the sky with a stick, slammed into the ground, and shattered a terrifying pit.

At this moment, in the deep pit, Zhao Quan's face suddenly paled, and blood spurted out strangely, his eyes showed endless horror at Ling Tian.

Under Ling Tian's stick, his oil lamp was exhausted!

If he was lucky enough to survive, he still relied on him to obtain a protective snake skin from the cave mansion to withstand most of the impact.

Otherwise, he must be shattered!

"Young Master Wen Xuan, Ode offers great worship, save me quickly and kill this Ling Tian, ​​Zhao Quan is just like a broken bone, and I want to repay you!"

Creeping in the pit, Zhao Quan almost exhausted his strength, sobbing and roaring.

At this moment, he was really scared to the extreme, if Ou Dexuan didn't make a move, he would definitely die!

Zhao Wenxuan, who was already under the protection of Ou Dexuan and flew to the distance, frowned.

At this moment, he has completely lost the indifference he had before.

He stared at the prison fire club in Ling Tian's hand, as if trying to think about something.

However, when he heard Zhao Quan's call for help, his eyes flickered and he let out a cold snort.

The next moment, Ou Dexuan responded, his figure flashed, and he used a momentary body technique. He stopped between Ling Tian and Zhao Quan underground, and said with a faint smile: "This little brother’s combat power makes Oumou look at him with admiration. But you need to know what place it is, even if you have the power of the soul, you still don’t want to kill Zhao Quan!"

"My Zhao family chief enshrines Ou Dexuan, and will never let you be fierce!"

"At this moment, if you are willing to follow me to the army camp in southern Hebei to apologize, I can try my best to help you survive, otherwise, don't blame the old man for taking you down."

Ou Dexuan did both hard and soft, but he felt that if this unfamiliar junior could be used by the Zhao family, then the Pingyang Zhao family line would be extinguished.

After all, the battle power of the Yuanshen realm is not something you can have if you want to have it.

"Heh, hehe..."

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian shook his head again and again, and said helplessly: "Tsk tsk, why, you are just an ordinary soul power, your tone is so big?"

"Oh, yes, you can really be proud of a small place like Jizhou."

"But I'm sorry, in my eyes, you are not qualified to make conditions, understand?"

Ling Tian wiped the prison fire stick in his hand, said.

Upon hearing this, Ou Dexuan's smile disappeared.

He has lived for so long, and since he was rescued by Prince Rong, no one has dared to be disrespectful to him.

Now, this junior was talking to him like this, and his anger burned instantly.

Ou Dexuan sneered sneer, and said lightly: "It seems that you have chosen to be stubborn. Well, in that case, you want to beg for mercy, and there is no chance. You will save your life here!"

When the words fell, Ou De Xuan Senran's coercion broke out in an instant, sweeping across the sky, shattering the vanity pieces above his head, covering the sky and the sun.

Ling Tian frowned.

This Ou Dexuan's cultivation is close to the realm of Dacheng in the early stage of the Yuanshen!

It is stronger than the ordinary primordial spirit power!

But even so, so what?

Only the minions of the Zhao family, dare you stop yourself?

In a moment, Ling Tian's eyes were cold.

"Go away, or die!"

Ling Tian spoke, extremely indifferent, without the slightest temperature.

This is not a discussion, but a threat.

Naked contempt.

Let a primordial spirit be able to roll, I am afraid that the entire Nantang, there are not a few such rampant younger generations.

Ou Dexuan's expression changed dramatically.

At this moment, for some reason, under Ling Tian's gaze, a slight sense of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, but he was forced to suppress it.

He admits that Ling Tianxiu is tyrannical, he is a generation of Tianjiao, but even so, he judges Ling Tian's combat power, that is, at the stage of Xiaocheng in the early stage of the soul.

But he was a great achievement in the early days of the soul.

The realm of the Yuanshen is a thousand miles away from the slightest emptiness.

The gap between this small realm is enough to crush.

Although, he determined that this junior in front of him would definitely not be his opponent.

For thousands of years, he hadn't seen any battles.

As the power of the soul, his mind is firm like a rock, and he will naturally not be moved by Ling Tian.

Immediately, Ou Dexuan's spiritual thoughts surged, and the anxiety disappeared.

A mere junior, who dared to talk to him like this, he really didn't know whether to live or die!

"Humph! You said so loudly, the old man wants to see what qualifications you have today and let me die!"

Ou Dexuan was once the head of a sect, and later he was cultivated and inherited by Prince Rong. There are still a lot of tyrannical methods in his hands. Although he is still in the early stage of the soul, he will fight hard, even if he is facing the middle stage of the soul. He is confident and powerful!

No matter how strong the person in front of us is, can it be stronger than the mid-primary stage?

"Let's look at the old man with a punch to kill you on the spot!"

Ou Dexuan drank low, and the power of the primordial spirit burst forth. At the same time, his vitality instantly became blood-red color, blood-red, with golden light, like a blood gold casting, condensed on his body, like a blood sea warrior.

A sharp light flashed under his eyes, and a trace of hideousness appeared at the corner of Ou Dexuan's mouth. The **** vitality on his body was agitated, and his right hand was condensed in an instant. This person made a fist, and his vitality turned into a roaring scarlet dragon and lion, blasting forward.

With a punch, the mountains and rivers were trembling, and half of the sky was stained with blood red.

Born to earth, there is only one dragon and lion fighter, nothing else!