Sword Master Ling Tian

The two killer moves were blasted, and the result was in the breath, and the stick figure that Yuan Qing was so proud of was collapsed at the touch of a touch.

"puff!!"

Yuan Qing snorted, and immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, coughing ceaselessly. He received extremely serious injuries. Two worldly extraordinary energies, Dragon Race and Immortal Fire, shook his body, and even countless sword intents, which kept looting and crashing in his body.

Click! Click!

There were also broken dragon scales on Ling Tian's body. Upon closer inspection, he only suffered minor injuries.

"Even if it's you, but that's it... Just a fool like you, want to get involved in Di Jiuge? Are you worthy?"

Ling Tian downplayed, his expression calm, and he did not have the ecstasy of defeating a powerful enemy.

The combat power he has displayed now is not the limit, but his solid foundation.

After so many years, it was only before Yuan Qing that he really showed it.

"You are humiliating me!!"

Yuan Qing roared, he could insult him no matter what, but he couldn't use Di Jiuge as an example!

He furiously said: "I haven't lost yet, come again."

Roar!

Yuan Qing lifted into the air again, and the giant ape behind him swallowed black light, causing his combat power to soar again.

He must not lose in this battle. If he loses, he will have nothing!

"Forbidden from the ancient temple!"

When the voice fell, the stick in Yuan Qing's hand turned into more than a dozen lights and shadows, descending first, and hovering around Ling Tian.

The pitch-black stick figure is like a pillar of the palace, transforming into a space, imprisoning Ling Tian in it.

Then, Yuan Qing came flying over with a club.

"Ling Tian, ​​it's over, under this stick, you will die in front of me!"

He sneered, to blame, blame Ling Tian for not knowing how to hide!

"Haha, control!? Yuan Qing, your supernatural powers are good, but it's not that easy to trap me!"

Ling Tian sneered, directly urging the figure in Qi Hai.

The figure had now recovered most of its energy, and was moved freely by Ling Tian.

In an instant, the figure opened its eyes and stood up from Daoji.

In an instant, an extremely sacred phantom also appeared on Pagoda Mountain.

The figure was dim, and he could only see a sword in his hand.

At this moment, the sky was shaking and the sword intent roared.

The moment the will was sacrificed in the beginning, the energy in the cage began to skyrocket instantly.

boom!

Ling Tian Qingjian swept out.

Click!

The pitch-black beam of light that was imprisoned around him was directly cut off, and it exploded with boundless sword power, engulfed in it with a sword intent to reach the sky, it rolled over unscrupulously.

Roar!

Wan Jian whizzed away and strangled Yuan Qing.

Click! Click!

Under the ten thousand sword intent, Yuan Qing couldn't resist even the slightest.

The will of Xianzun behind was annihilated and submerged in his body.

"No, no, no!"

Yuan Qing panicked completely, he spit out wildly, his face pale as paper, and fell from the sky.

With a plop, he fell directly to the ground.

He was defeated!

Ling Tian's Xianzun's will is not weaker than his!

Moreover, he had practiced the imprisonment technique for decades, but he couldn't control Ling Tian's three breaths.

At this moment, he finally understood why Di Jiuge would be interesting to such a little white face.

"Die!"

But Ling Tian didn't want to let Yuan Qing go. Wan Jian was like a dragon and shot in.

"Ling Tian, ​​I lost Yuan Qing, but I won't admit defeat!"

Yuan Qing took out the Holy Land token, and at the same time offered a small mountain-like spirit treasure to stand in front of him.

Clang clang clang!

The sword shadow shook on the pagoda, strangling Yuan Qing.

The token activation only takes a few short breaths, and Yuan Qing will be able to leave here directly by then, although he has been eliminated.

However, Ling Tian was not allowed to appear a second time because of the previous misses by the three princes.

The Qingxu Cauldron directly manifests and descends from the sky!

boom!

The Tongtian Lingbao was superior and inferior, just in a moment, Qingxuding oscillated on the hill, and the terrifying sound wave burst, directly exploding Yuan Qing inside into a cloud of blood!

died!

The second holy land fairy who died in Ling Tian's hands!

Moreover, Yuan Qing was once the number one holy land, the three-year old Yuan Qing!

Watching Ling Tian take back Qing Xuding and the hill, Yuan Qing has turned into a blood mist and dissipated in the wind.

At this point, Yuan Qing's team has not survived a lifetime, and Ling Tian has been ruthlessly tortured and killed!

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, even including the two princes.

This is Yuan Qing, he just died! ?

He couldn't believe it for a long time.

Is this guy with the Dragon Wings of the Immortal King in front of him really the Ling Tian in the Thunder Palace back then! ?

This level of combat power is probably enough to compete with the Big Wei nine sons! ?

However, what made the second prince feel cold is that this Ling Tian is not for his use.

"cough!"

And on the other battlefield of Baota Mountain, there was also a sudden rush of piano sounds.

A wind and thunder figure fell from the sky.

"It's the wind continuing!"

"He was also defeated?"

"Luo Yan and the others are a tragic victory. If there are not so many Tongtian Lingbao and national artifacts, Feng Jixing can definitely defeat them with his own power!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the wind.

At this time, the thunder armor on Feng Jixing's body shattered, extremely embarrassed.

No way, although none of Zhao Min and others can fight him alone. But no matter what, they have this battle formation and the sound of the piano, as well as the many heavenly treasures and national artifacts that make Feng Jixing helpless.

Even he had prepared a lot for this Saint Bishop.

Even if he is confident, he can be undefeated even in the face of Yuan Qing.

But this time, he was besieged.

However, look at the other side.

Zhao Min and others are all adorned on their bodies, and even the immortal essences in their bodies are almost exhausted.

Feng Jixing's tyranny also exceeded their expectations.

The battle formation, Qin Yin, Lingbao and Guoqi all failed to crush each other.

In the end, Feng Jixing was actually consumed.

Although they have lost their combat power, but fortunately, now there are only a few people standing on top of Pagoda Mountain.

Qu family brothers, and the second prince.

It seems that these people are not enough for Ling Tian to fight alone.

"Brother, we should take action, when will we have to endure it!?"

Qu Shenyi looked at Ling Tian in the sky coldly.

Over the past few years, he has been holding a sigh of breath, unable to face Ling Tian, ​​making him suffocated to death.

"No hurry, wait for someone to come!"

Qu Shenyou sneered.

From beginning to end, there was no surprise on his face.

How strong Ling Tian is is not surprising.

However, when he shot, it was almost there.

"Ha ha ha, well, I didn't expect that the little golden fairy in front of the Mingyue Immortal King back then has grown to such a great level now!?"

"However, it seems that I'm here at the right time, and I'm a little interested in the Saint Bi in the Holy Land of Chu Kingdom!"

Sure enough, from the foot of the pagoda mountain, a figure suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked down, but saw a group of people flying up in a mighty number, nearly a hundred!

"Hey, no, it's Li Haoran of the nine sons of Wei, and the authentic disciple of Xuantian!"

All the holy land Tianjiao saw those people sneer, and their hearts suddenly felt bitter.