Sword Master Ling Tian

At this time, the wind continued to move, and a faint wind and thunder mark appeared on the center of his eyebrows. He looked at Ling Tian, ​​and the force of the wind and thunder shot directly at Ling Tian's eyes.

Do you want to suppress him with momentum! ?

impossible!

And now Ling Tian, ​​in the sea of ​​mind, also seemed to see an ancient Thunder God, wanting to slash his spiritual thoughts.

"Ok!?"

Ling Tian was surprised.

It seems that the inheritance of this style is definitely not bad.

However, I want to invade my sea of ​​mind with will, I think too much.

Above the Qi Sea Dao, the God of War Void opened his eyes, and an invincible will sits down in the Sea of ​​Yi.

In an instant, let the wind and thunder annihilate into nothingness.

At this time, because Ling Tian urged the God of War to kill the sky, his aura skyrocketed again.

Everyone looked from a distance, on Xiyue Peak, two incomparable and terrifying figures, like giants, appeared between the sky and the earth.

The battle between will and momentum has already shaken the world.

Everyone looked at Ling Tian behind the hazy phantom that was thousands of feet high. Although the will of the Immortal Venerable was not so powerful, the supreme aura made people look more disillusioned.

"This..." Someone lifted up and looked at the phantom in shock, the brilliance flowing above the Immortal Venerable, although people could not see his appearance, but the breath was particularly ancient and noble.

Where did Ling Tian get this inheritance! ?

"Ling Tian, ​​you deserve my serious action!"

"Take the palm print!"

Feng Jixing is no longer willing to let the weather go.

Although he can't use the sword technique to cast the seven wind thunders, his big thunder calamity handprint was born out of the seven thunders of the wind. This palm technique is so powerful that he hasn't really used it yet!

In an instant, Feng Jixing had already taken the lead. He raised his hands, and the power of the wind and thunder rolled, and the thunder and tribulation handprints were truly condensed.

And this big handprint, with a radius of three thousand feet, stood up from the sky, as if it was about to slap Ling Tian on the sky.

The thunder billowed, tearing the space on Xiyue Peak.

This……

Luo Yan couldn't help swallowing as he looked at the thunder palmprint that was slamming into the sky.

It turned out that before the wind continued to prevail, there were still some reservations.

"Hehe, is that just the case!"

On the sky, Ling Tian couldn't help but sneer looking at the big handprints flying up.

That's it.

"Boom."

With a loud noise, Ling Tian's feet stepped on the sky, and his body flew up into the sky. Under the trembling of the fairy king's dragon wings, his speed was even more like lightning. .

He raised his arm, and the moment he pressed the big hand, the vortex condensed like a tribulation, absorbing the surrounding energy frantically.

The nine-blazing lotus fire melted into the big hand, and in the next moment, a big palm like the hand of a dragon **** appeared on the sky.

That big hand descended like a god, with a radius of five thousand feet!

Through the void, there was a loud noise, and the wind thunder below began to crack.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

"What a strong palm, it seems that the sky is falling!"

Everyone was stunned looking at the palm that fell from the sky.

At this moment, they didn't even want to resist.

"Ok!?"

And Master Luo's light flashed even more, and when he reached the platform, the terrifying aura of the fairy king descended, covering Xiyue Peak.

Otherwise, Ling Tian's palm may directly smash Xiyue Peak, and apart from the top Tianjiao, the holy land disciples will all die.

Feng Jixing's expression was ashen, Ling Tian's big palm was too domineering.

Feng Jixing frantically urged his Thunder Tribulation Handprint. In an instant, a wave of thunder light flew out from within the sea of ​​qi, and a terrifying thunder force was born between the sky and the earth. It was much more tyrannical than before. .

But Ling Tian's Prajna palm was still absorbing energy frantically and continued to suppress it.

Feng Jixing gritted his teeth tightly, and the roaring wind and thunder gathered together and intertwined on the thunder palm. When the two palms were up and down, they would regret each other.

"Go to hell."

Feng Jixing said icyly in his heart, the devastating thunder handprint, finally sighed against the palm of the **** Prajna.

"boom."

The palm of the Prajna **** descended from the sky, bursting out incomparably dazzling flames, and the god-like hand seemed to become even more terrifying, trampling down on the thunder palm.

"I don't believe it, I will lose in Lei Jie's mudra!"

Feng Jixing stared at Ling Tian in the void.

However, the palm of the **** Prajna directly shook the Thunder Tribulation handprint, and with the sound of an explosion, the thunder intertwined hand unexpectedly began to crack every inch.

The big mudra, which resembled the hand of a god, continued to fall.

Under the palm of God Prajna, all resistance is nothing but vain.

Ling Tian hangs high above the peak, his big hands have been put away.

He leaned over and looked at everything below. At this moment, Feng Jixing was so small.

Do not!

Feng Jixing was furious, facing the big hand, he even had to draw his sword.

Because the palm of the prajna **** still has a radius of five thousand feet, how terrifying its power is to fall like this!

However, his Thunder Tribulation Handprint has been shattered!

If he doesn't escape, he can only be seriously injured.

The big palm came, only a thousand feet away from the top of Feng Jixing's head.

In Feng Jixing's eyes, above the heaven and the earth, there is only one big hand.

Makes him unable to breathe.

"Follow the line, quit!"

Master Lei was roaring.

Feng Jixing must not be injured at this time.

"Retreat!?"

Feng Jixing shook his head.

He retreated, so don't even think about raising his head.

Are you seriously injured! ?

Then bear it! ’

Feng Jixing under the blazing gust of wind, raised his head and looked at the giant palm that fell from the sky.

The wind and thunder breath protection body is already ready to resist Ling Tian's big palm.

boom!

However, at this moment, the big hand that had landed on Xiyue Peak collapsed and turned into a billowing wave, annihilating all the immortal plants on Xiyue Peak.

Ling Tian flapped the fairy king's dragon wings and descended.

"Know, what is a palm!?"

"A month later, on top of Saint Bi, I don't want to see you display this Thunder Tribulation Handprint again!"

"Otherwise, you must die!"

Like a top fairy king, Ling Tian's words are like a trial.

Withdraw the big palm! ?

However, this scene made Chen suspicious again.

Ling Tian clearly could severely wound the wind with one palm, but gave up.

However, Feng Jixing is not allowed to use the Thunder Tribulation Handprint on the Saint Ratio! ?

The humiliating taste of this sentence does not have to make Feng Jixing seriously injured.

A move to punish the heart!

However, the big handprints that made Feng Jixing so proud were ruthlessly shattered by Ling Tian, ​​and with the blessing of the cultivation base of Xianjun Peak, he still looked vulnerable.

This allowed Feng to continue, and even the confidence to refute was gone.

"Okay, wait for Shengbi to rise, I Feng Jixing will use my sword to fight you again!"

"wait for me!"

Feng Jixing's defeat was repaired, but his face remained unchanged. This mentality was a bit scary.

Even when he flew off the platform, he still fell before Lei Bu's disciple.

None of them left Xiyue Peak like those holy land immortals before.

He can accept humiliation and ridicule.

Because he lost.

When Saint Bi's is waiting, just call it back.

"Okay, you are an opponent."

In the sky, Ling Tian's dragon aura converged, and the dragon wings disappeared.

He was still dressed in Tsing Yi, elegant appearance.

It is hard to imagine that the figure that fell from the sky, like a god, is Ling Tian.

"How handsome!"

Zijin sighed.

She didn't realize until now that Ling Tian was truly terrifying.

Moreover, Ling Tian is a sword repairer, and today is not Ling Tian's full strength.

Such a guy, it's no wonder that even Emperor Jiuge can be entangled.

One person came to the stage, and five people were defeated in four consecutive defeats.

Look at the whole holy land.

No one turned out to be the enemy of Ling Tian.

"On Dao, this is Dao!"

"Holy Land Xianjun is just a false name, you have many, but it is only three years before I waited to enter the holy land."

On the platform, Ling Tian said lightly and was about to leave.

"Hold on!"

However, as soon as Ling Tian turned around, there was a sound from below the platform.

Suddenly, on Xiyue Peak, it became quiet again, and everyone was looking for that voice.

Today, Ling Tian has become the most dazzling star on this discussion.

Could it be that who else is not convinced! ?

"Ok!?"

Ling Tian also turned around when he heard the words and looked at where the voice was coming from.

At this time, from below the platform, a figure in blue came up.

This person was holding a guqin in his hand, dragging a brocade box in his hand, and came slowly.

"Who is this person!?"

"I heard that he is a talented genius from the Great Jinxian State, and he is a good friend with Yuan Qing."

"Some people also said that Song Yin came this time to help Yuan Qing give gifts."

"Give gifts to Di Jiuge!"

Everyone watched that figure came to Ling Tian, ​​but they were all puzzled. They gave Di Jiuge a gift, what happened to Guan Lingtian! ?

"Something!?"

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

Holding his arms.

This Song Yin's appearance is very good, when he comes out now, is it because he wants to step on himself! ?

Although this rhythm has always been Ling Tian in the past.

"Haha, what is the relationship between you and Di Jiuge?"

However, when Song Yin spoke, Ling Tian frowned suddenly.

Is this guy sick! ?

Before all the disciples in the Holy Land, Di Jiuge, who had never opened his eyes, also opened his eyes at this time.

In his eyes, killing intent surged.