Sword Master Ling Tian

"Ok?!"

The shameless man transformed by the sacred eagle was shocked when he saw that his sharp claws were blocked.

He looked at the small shadow that appeared, and his heart was even more turbulent.

Because he has been lurking around Ling Tian for a long time, but from the beginning to the end, he has never sensed that there are strong people around Ling Tian!

He has always been proud of hiding his body.

He is the capital of his being regarded as a holy eagle, and he has never missed it for so many years.

But he didn't expect that he could be pecked one day!

"who are you!"

The sacred eagle and Xiaoying shook each other, and then retreated.

If the sneak attack failed, he was not a direct opponent of Ling Tian at all.

At this moment, among his pair of eagle eyes, there was only this young man who suddenly appeared.

"Me? I am the master's spirit beast, if you dare to move my master, then you have to die!"

Xiaoying didn't like to talk more, the voice fell, and the figure flickered, and then he killed it, making no sense at all.

Click!

The fire flashed, and the two monsters were fighting together, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish the winner or the loser.

"How can it be?"

The Hungarian prophet is about to collapse, and now even the holy eagle has fallen. How many cards does Ling Tianshou have in this human race?

"Haha, little bugs, but that's it."

Ling Tian smiled softly, "You should draw your sword."

"Why should I draw the sword, you are also worthy?"

"That's it."

Click!

The Hungarian prophet's voice was suddenly hoarse, and then his whole body shuddered even more terribly. Amidst the golden light, wind and sand were formed. Accompanied by bursts of ghost crying and devil horns, his momentum rose again, evoking terrifying visions in the sky.

In the distance, all the human races were shocked. They never expected that the Hungarian prophet under such a situation would still be able to soar in combat power?

what's going on?

Ling Tian also frowned. He suddenly felt a familiar smell from the Hungarian prophet.

But for a time, I was not sure yet.

But Ling Tian couldn't help thinking. The Hungarian prophet held the huge sword in both hands, still not drawing the sword, black mist gathered on it, raised it high, waited until the energy on it climbed to the limit, and then suddenly cut it down.

The powerful energy breath directly locked Ling Tian firmly.

"I see you... what can you do to block me!"

"Ling Tian, ​​you can't fight me after all!"

The voice of the Hungarian prophet has changed.

"Pretend to be a fool!"

"As long as you have many trajectories, look at me and break it with one finger!"

Ling Tian was fearless, running the Supreme Judgment, mobilizing the true essence to gather at the tips of his fingers, and in an instant, the bright seven-colored fingers were condensed, and directly greeted them with a roar.

With the blessings of true essence and fire, the pure yang finger is still too strong.

As long as the opponent doesn't move his weapon, Ling Tian can take it.

boom!

Along with the shocking coercion, this move of the two collided again, and the result was naturally conceivable.

The two opponents were shaken back, and the powerful energy impact caused Ling Tian's body to be overwhelmed.

"Still not dead!"

"Holy Lord, please bless the Hungarians!"

Seeing that Ling Tian had not been killed yet, the Hungarians in the Golden River Valley were already on the verge of despair.

The look in the eyes of the Hungarian prophet was even more complicated. After hundreds of strong confrontations, Ling Tian still didn't see any injuries. But he was a puppet and could not withstand such a consumption. If he continues, he will definitely lose.

Moreover, how could he lose?

In his entire life, after Ling Tian appeared, he was all defeated. This time, it was his last fight, and he was not allowed to lose himself!

"Damn it, enough!"

"Ling Tian, ​​I, Yun Yang, will have you die even if I crush everything today!"

Suddenly, the black mist rose from the whole body of the Hungarian, and between the trembling body, a voice that was familiar to Ling Tian and others suddenly sounded.

This voice turned out to be the first son of Yunhou, Yun Yang!

At the beginning, Yunyang got the inheritance of the dead tsar in the secret realm, and combined the power of different demons, and wanted to defeat Lingtian in the Dragon Gate Competition.

But in the end it was defeated by Ling Tian.

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Since then, Yun Yang has disappeared.

However, even Ling Tian never expected that Yunyang would appear in this Hungarian holy land, the Golden River Valley!

Moreover, he became a Hungarian prophet?

This, this is simply incredible.

"What's this? Isn't the Hungarian prophet the will of the last fighting emperor? How has this changed?"

Cheng Jiujin was surprised.

"I don't know, this thing is weird, and it is probably also related to that Tuoba Yongye's sudden promotion to Dou Huang."

"Now, as long as Ling Tian kills him, it will be clear."

Yin Hong whispered.

He was equally shocked by Yun Yang's sudden appearance.

In the sky, Ling Tian frowned.

"Yun Yang, I really look down on you."

"As a human race, even if you are degenerating, you won't be reduced to a puppet, and you are still of the Huns!"

The Hungarian prophet Kongdong looked at Ling Tian, ​​and Yun Yang's voice sounded again, "So what?"

"I'm using it, you look at me?"

"If it wasn't for your luck, do you think you would be my opponent?"

"Ling Tian, ​​give up, you can't compete for the sky."

"Soon, this world will fall, and all races will become pigs and dogs, surrendering to the feet of Lord Tian!"

Yun Yang sneered.

"You think too much, this world will always be the world of the human race, and nothing can be enslaved by the human race."

Ling Tian shook his head and said flatly.

"Huh, it's useless to say, you will die in my hands after all."

"Don't you want me to draw the sword? Okay, then I will draw the sword!"

Yun Yang was obviously irritated by Ling Tian's tone.

With a hum, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the giant sword was born, but what surprised Ling Tian was that it was not a giant sword, but a pair of blades combined with a long sword and a battle sword, with engraved on it Many lines are blooming with cold blue and black awns.

A suffocating air shook in an instant.

Ling Tian's heart beat wildly, and his pupils shrank.

He felt a dangerous smell from Yun Yang's sword.

This is definitely a pair of kingly weapons!

Moreover, they are all top grades among the king's swords!

Yun Yang has disappeared for so long, and now he has returned, not only has his strength skyrocketed with the help of the Hungarian prophet, but he has also obtained such a seemingly evil weapon, which he wants to rely on.

At the very least, Ling Tian no longer has the advantage in terms of weapons.

"Hehe, Ling Tian, ​​don't think that only you have the chance to guard against the sky."

"Who is the Chosen Son is really not certain."

"I got this sword from an old guy who didn't know good or bad for all my hard work. I used the ghost to sacrifice it and finally achieved the state I wanted."

"Today, you are the first person to be killed by my pair of weapons."

"You are proud of it."