Sword Master Ling Tian

This is absolutely impossible.

"Ling Tian, ​​you juniors really do not live or die!"

The scarlet eyes of the blood spirit pulse master were surging with blood-colored flames, and the terrifying coercion swept away. The blood-colored realm enveloped hundreds of kilometers, and the sky was full of blood shadows and ghosts crying.

Although there is no blessing of Wuhun from the beginning, the blood and spirit veins dominate the cultivation for thousands of years, and it is enough to smooth all this.

He wanted to let the younger generations like Ling Tian know that in this world, either possessed the primordial martial spirit or was invincible.

"Hehe, I, Ling Tian, ​​are also going to destroy all the powerhouses in your blood and spirit line today!"

"Brother Leng, the remaining three people, leave it to you!"

After all, Ling Tian's figure flashed, and the sky full of sword shadows built the power of the strong sword domain, and then rushed into the blood mist.

"Hehe, easy to say!"

Ling Tian's figure with his back facing everyone also turned around at this time. He shook his shoulders, his eyes were white, and there was a dark whip in his hand.

"You are...Leng Xuanye, the dark night son!?"

The three ghosts of blood and spirits who had already flashed on their bodies were shocked when they saw the appearance of this figure.

"You, aren't you seriously ill, martial arts have been cut off?"

They had never thought that the one who provoked Ghost Valley with Ling Tian turned out to be the son of Dark Night Villa.

This is unbelievable, not to mention that Leng Xuanye is a waste.

"Hahaha, I really let you down."

"Today, I will kill you three blood spirit ghosts to declare my dark night son Leng Xuanye Tianjiao's return!"

With the pitch-black whip dancing in his hand, Leng Xuanye screamed, the terrifying vitality and coercion comparable to Xiaocheng in the late Sanxian period, under the blessing of the evil character soul in the beginning, burst out.

Senbai's vitality rushed into the sky, full of fierce aura, and the three blood spirits changed instantly.

"At the beginning of the fierce character soul, this martial soul has actually reached your hands!"

"The cultivation of Tier 4 Martial Emperor, you really have restored your martial arts qualifications."

"Don't stay here, kill!"

The three ghosts are called Lianlian, and the head of Xiaocheng Da Neng in the late stage of Sanxian, suddenly shot, the blood pestle in his hand was raised, and a blood arrow was condensed and shot.

"Hehe, when Xue You deceived me with your **** thunderbolt, did you really think that my dark night villa was a vegetarian?"

However, in the face of such a tyrannical martial arts killer move, Leng Xuanye was not afraid, but was extremely excited. He directly swiped the long whip in his hand, and a black snake shadow rose on it, and the whip was swiped.

"Dark Night Gouchen!"

With a loud shout, the shadow of the long whip suddenly fell on the blood arrow.

What made the blood spirit three ghosts never expected was that the blood fiend thunderbolt was defeated in an instant, the whip shadow kept on, and it even enveloped the three of them.

Clang clang clang!

With three explosions, the blood spirit three ghosts moved their vitality to resist, but except for the force of Xiaocheng in the late stage of Sanxian stage, the other two were directly pumped into blood mist by this whip.

Dead on the spot!

The three blood spirits have been famous for a long time. They are the strongest existence in the three veins of Guigu, except for the main. Although the two ghosts and the three ghosts are only the first stage of the Sanxian stage, they are no worse than the master of the sword pavilion, Chen Jianxiao. .

But now in front of Leng Xuanye, he couldn't bear a whip.

This Young Master is so strong that it far exceeds the imagination of the three blood spirits.

"Gouchen the **** beast, it is said that the dark night villa was inherited from the **** beast Gouchen, and now it seems to be true."

The boss of the blood spirit three ghosts was shaken back by a whip, looking at the snake shadow that was shrouded in Leng Xuanye in the distance, his heart was shocked.

This Leng Xuan Ye was originally the posture of Tianzong, and the Wuhun was the extremely powerful Dark Night Gouchen, and was the direct bloodline of the sacred beast.

Now that he has been blessed by the spirit of fierce character in the beginning of the ancient times, the cultivation base of the fourth-order martial emperor made him a little powerless.

"Hehe, the show has just begun, take it!"

Leng Xuanye's move was to kill the enemy, but he wasn't enough, so he strangled away with a long whip in his hand like a snake.

On the other side, Ling Tian was wrapped in the power of the sword domain and smashed into the blood mist. At this time, the blood spirit vein master was like the ghost king of the city in the blood sea, and his terrifying aura was far beyond that Xue You could compare.

"Huh, something to pretend to be a ghost!"

Ling Tian let out a cold snort, first healed the people, one-handed seals soaring to the sky, the shadow of the King Kong appeared again, this time a big seal on the four arms of the King Kong fell from the sky to suppress the blood spirit vein master in the sea of ​​blood. go with.

Rumble!

The palm prints carry the supreme Buddha's prestige, and the thunder is accompanied by the rampant, and the blood shadow ghost fog along the road is full of wailing.

"Abominable Buddhist technique!"

The blood spirit vein master really didn't expect that Ling Tian's seal now was even more terrifying than the palm print of the talent just now.

Although he was facing a younger generation, he was forced to be helpless, and he urged his entire combat power to the extreme, and a big hand was once again condensed into the sky of blood, trying to lift the sky up.

boom!

King Kong roared, his hand down! The blood ghost howls, the claws tear the sky!

The two terrifying martial arts shook with a bang. The loud noise shook thousands of miles, and the shock wave swept over a hundred miles, and even the ice sheet cracked a hundred-foot-deep gully.

"puff!"

The sea of ​​blood churned, and the mark of destruction was terrifying. It shook on the sea of ​​blood, and immediately set off a tsunami of blood. The blood spirit vein master was invincible with a hard move. His face changed and he was directly shaken out.

"How can it be so tyrannical!?"

The Blood Spirit Vessel Master was panting heavily, although Ling Tian's move did not severely inflict him, but it defeated him.

Nowadays, he hasn't even taken the slightest advantage in a junior.

"Blood Sea Thunderbolt!"

"Let you see the real ultimate move of my blood spirit vein master!"

Lost with bare hands, the Master of the Blood Spirit Vessel immediately raised the blood pestle in his hand, and the Blood Sea Condensed Thunder Sword shot at Ling Tian.

Compared with Xue You's blood arrow, the Blood Spirit Lord's is even more bizarre, and he has refined this trick into a realm.

The arrow came through the air, Ling Tianqing sword in his hand, the ancient well was waveless on his face, the sword's edge trembled lightly, and Ling Ran cut it down with a ray of sword light!

"Smash the stars with a sword, break it for me!"

Bang!

Although the sword move looks very ordinary, it seems that Ling Tian did it at will, but the sword light that was slashed out instantly tears the sky and the earth. Under the blessing of the sword shadow, it tears the sea of ​​blood, and instantly removes the **** thunder. The arrow slashed!

The blood spirit vein master was shocked, looking at the sword light that had been cut down, his whole body collapsed into a cloud of blood, avoiding the broken star of the sword.

But it is an old monster that has lived for a thousand years. It has lost two consecutive moves. Within the sea of ​​blood, it directly evolves into a hundred silhouettes, and each of them condenses their swords, and they must use the third move.

"Here is this one again!"

However, Ling Tian had seen this method of a hundred shadows a long time ago, and naturally he would not make the second mistake.

Although he has been able to perform the fourth layer of the Supreme Imperial Swordsmanship, the strange physical method for dealing with this blood and spirit veins, there is no more suitable for the hundred sword formation.

He wants to use the power of this sword formation to besieged it!

(The ghost master is also in the realm of Consummation, and is currently hitting Dzogchen, far worse than the peak realm of the old beggar, and may not have written clearly before)