Sword Master Ling Tian

"you wanna die!"

The Hungarian prophet was furious, his stiff face, although he could not make too many expressions, but the breath of rage swept all directions.

"Kill me the Hungarian Tianjiao, today, all of you will never want to leave the Golden River Valley! With this hate, you will ruin all of you!"

The fierce scream of the Hungarian prophet was obviously angered to the extreme.

The rolling coercion suddenly broke out, and all the people of the army and warriors shuddered, as if the next moment, we must stop this coercion!

In front of such a strong man, they are just like ants, just breath is enough to kill them!

"My human race, have you ever been afraid?"

"Three thousand years ago, my human race was able to defeat your Huns, but today I can still wait!"

"In front of me Ling Tian, ​​damn it, only you..."

When the voice fell, Ling Tian slowly raised his eyes, the powerful true essence that had been suppressed from the beginning, at this moment, he finally stopped worrying about it, and suddenly broke out!

Roar!

The seven-color divine light shining in the sky, like the big sun of colored glaze.

A ghost of Dragon and Phoenix appeared on Ling Tian.

It has a phoenix wing on its back and a dragon's tail behind it.

There was a burst of dragon chanting, and a terrifying aura rushed away, smashing all the sky clouds over the Golden River Valley!

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Even the breath suppressed by the prophet broke ruthlessly.

The majestic, overbearing and violent real vitality aura on Ling Tian covered him, making him look like a giant dragon overwhelmed by the river.

Ling Tian did not conceal the surging weather caused by the glazed warrior body that Ling Tian had achieved.

And this moment was also reserved by Ling Tianhaowu, urging all the Supreme Scriptures of the Supreme Beginning and the Supreme Dragon and Phoenix Decision to set off such a terrifying momentum.

Let this amazing gas roll away, sweeping everywhere.

In an instant, this breath was above the Golden River Valley, causing an uproar, and the faces of those Hungarians changed drastically again. There was a look of horror in his eyes, this kind of violent aura was too terrifying, it seemed that they could fight against their prophet!

No wonder this human race despised Tuoba Yeluo so much before.

Now it seems that Tuoba Yeluo is a joke.

It's no different from looking for death!

"Now, what do you want to say about this **** thing?!"

Ling Tian fingered the Hungarian prophet and sneered.

"Damn, thinking that you can do whatever you want with these cards?"

"You won't know how strong I am!"

"Die!"

After being insulted by Ling Tian again, the Hungarian prophet looked fierce in his eyes, and his anger made him intolerable. His figure flashed with fierce fists, and he rushed towards Ling Tian like a mountain.

He now has only one thought.

Just use absolute combat power to kill Ling Tian!

Ruthlessly shred!

And Ling Tian did not fear at all. He stepped out in one step, and the light of the glazed glaze on his body suddenly appeared. The power of the sacred dragon race vibrated in the body. The five fingers were condensed into a fist. In an instant, powerful and abundant true essence poured into it, and the fist glowed and flashed , Fist and bring Dragon Shadow to meet!

Bang!

With two fists bumping, a shocking and powerful aftermath surged out, and many ancient trees supporting the sky were instantly crushed into powder.

The army of the Huns and the Humans were all the people who had been impacted on their backs, and blood spurted wildly.

Just the aftermath, many fighters can't stand it.

Well matched?

Not enough. What shocked everyone after the retreat was that in the center of the explosion, the seven-colored glazed glow was still there, and the figure was hanging high, and there was no appearance of injury at all!

Then he Ling Tian, ​​actually fighting with the Hungarian prophet is quite equal.

But what shocked them even more was still behind. The true essence in Ling Tian's fist glow continued to pour in. When the rays of light skyrocketed, Yu Wei actually shredded the Prophet's fist completely, causing it to retreat thousands of feet. , Just stand firm.

"impossible!"

Although the blow was not really hurt, the Hungarian prophet was shocked and shocked. Such surprises cannot be described in words. In the punch just now, with the help of Qiongqi's power, his decisive battle was actually suppressed!

This is like the pressure on the bloodline, which has compromised his martial arts power, which is really uncomfortable!

"Hehe, the colored glaze battle body, the dragon and phoenix supreme determination, really powerful..."

Compared with the other party, Ling Tian was very excited, and his body was full of enthusiasm. With a punch, it seemed to suppress him these days, and release all of it, which was extremely refreshing.

He has now achieved the colored glaze battle body, reborn, and the true essence of the Supreme Jue Fusion City actually possesses such a powerful power, you know, this time he shot, he was not using the sixth weight of Qijuequan.

"It's you that I want to kill, Hungarian prophet, don't let you down."

White hair flew, black armor grinned, and amidst the roaring wind, Ling Tian's fighting spirit was overwhelming.

"prophet!!"

At this moment, in the Golden River Valley, whether it is the Hungarian army or the ordinary Hungarians, there is no such pride and disdain for the human race before. Instead, there is a look of horror. Now, they are really real. I feel that it is possible for them to really die...

Die in this Hungarian holy land...

And the Hungarian prophet also had a gloomy face at this time, looking particularly ugly, he stared at Ling Tian coldly. The fighting energy in the body was violent, and an astonishing breath suddenly dispersed, shaking the world.

Although he was retreated by Ling Tianzhen, he was still unstoppable.

As a puppet, his physical body is enough to withstand such a terrifying impact.

"You really irritated me."

"When I smashed this mainland three thousand years ago, even your ancestor did not dare to look at me."

Behind the Hungarian prophet, the shadow of Qiongqi rises, and it is astonishing that he has urged the battle to the extreme, and his momentum has skyrocketed again.

Looking at the war from a distance, the human race warrior's face changed slightly.

Everyone knows that this Hungarian prophet is going to make a real move.

It's not simple. Ling Tian is just a younger generation. He actually forced the Hungarian prophet to such a desperate situation. Just as the prophet said, he was already stunned three thousand years ago.

Moreover, for both Tier 8 combat effectiveness, there is still some direct gap between the two. Although it does not seem to be much, the combat effectiveness has been pulled apart.

Just like Ling Tian and Tuoba Yeluo, both were the fighting power of the eighth-order Douwang, but the latter was killed after waving their hands.

After this Hungarian prophet was furious, he had the blessing of battle, like the awakening of an ancient beast, with a terrifying aura, shocking all directions.

The Hungarian prophet's complexion was pale, the dry and shriveled skin wrinkled a hideous face, and he said coldly: "I will let you know how terrifying I am. You and me are too far apart!"

boom!

When the voice fell, his whole body was surging with Jinhua, and he retracted a giant sword from his back. The sharp coercion, under the violent blessing behind him, seemed to be endless.

Ling Tian's face was calm. This Hungarian prophet actually had arrogant capital.

At the very least, this is the will of the last time the Emperor of Fighters, in terms of martial arts and combat skills, is much deeper than his background.