Sword Master Ling Tian

"Ghost Cry Killing Soul Slash!"

That day arrogantly roared, the ghost head and big stick in his hand turned into a black fierce spirit to meet him.

Click!

But under Lu Bu's **** fist, the black fierce spirit and supernatural power, like a chicken and dog, cracked every inch.

It was just a move, and the Immortal Venerable of the Ghost Race was invincible.

The body shattered, the ferocious spirit was wiped out, and he was killed directly.

Fiasco!

The same flesh body has never been left.

Lu Bu's fierceness still makes everyone frightened.

"If anyone wants to challenge me the Asura clan, just come, heaven clan, I will follow!"

Lu Bu snorted coldly, took a look at the ghost clan and the heaven clan, and then retired from the ring.

The final game of the first round finally came to the human race challenge.

"Who will come?"

Then Qin Yu said: "Although the God General Zichen was the eldest son of Guangmu Tian, ​​his strength was average and he was too proud of him. He was so underestimated. The real challenge lies behind. This time we challenge, the other party will inevitably send a powerful one. Generation challenge."

"Well, let me come!"

Qin Yu offered to fight.

Just now, the first battle had already caused Di Jiuge to show off the limelight.

As the emperor and the big brother of Kunwu Academy, he naturally wanted to play early and gain a reputation for himself.

Ling Tian glanced at that Qin Yu, naturally knowing that the other party wanted to perform in front of Di Jiuge.

But Ling Tian, ​​how can he do what he wants?

"No, it's not time for you to play, Qixi Festival, you go!"

Ling Tian turned around and looked at Zhenghe Di Jiuge, the hot Qixi Festival.

"Huh!? Me, me on?"

Feng Qixi was also very surprised, their brother and sister came to make soy sauce.

Unexpectedly, in the second round, Ling Tian would let her play.

"Ling Tian, ​​are you crazy!? Qixi Festival is playing now, it's too dangerous, let me come!"

Di Jiuge also said.

"No, just go to Qixi Festival, come here."

Ling Tian called Feng Qixi to his side and whispered a few words behind her ear, Feng Qixi's expression changed, "It's so simple, is this really good?"

"It's okay, I asked you to come up just to do this."

Ling Tian nodded.

"Row!"

Feng Qixi was on the ring, and the other warriors from the great Xianzhou all looked over.

After all, every performance of Human Race before was particularly amazing.

But this time...

A Seventh-Order Immortal Venerable! ?

It was thought before that it was the weakest existence among the seven human races,

But now, in the second scene, he was sent out by Ling Tian.

What is this going to do! ?

Send to death! ?

Or is this Feng Qixi concealing cultivation base and combat power, but it is actually a peerless master?

But if that's the case, it's too ridiculous.

Not to mention that the other Xianzhou powerhouses are puzzled, even the delegated Qin Mingyue, dragon hunter Yang Lin'er and others are also wondering what Ling Tian is doing.

All the quasi emperors frowned.

"Perhaps, he gave up!"

After a long while, Zhu Zi, the quasi emperor of the Feng clan, said in a fantasy way.

"Hehe, I still have the previous view, what can he do if he doesn't give up?"

The ghost master of Yama sneered.

Although Lu Bu is hateful, he also wants to suppress Human Race.

He had to get the mount that was suspected to be true listening.

"What the **** is this kid doing?"

Smell the sky and frown.

He really investigated some of Ling Tian's past.

Judging from the road to his rise, Ling Tian didn't look like a guy who conceded and gave up.

He doesn't play nonsense.

"Now, it depends on who he wants to challenge!"

Zhu Xiao Zhundi of the monster clan said coldly.

Above the ring, the only remaining six Tianjiao of the Celestial Clan watched the Qixi Festival.

Hua Xiaoyun still closed her eyes slightly, like an old monk.

Ren Duxing looked at the Qixi Festival with great interest, holding his shoulders, wondering if Human Race would challenge his Celestial Race this time.

"Um, I... I, I challenge, Dragon Race!"

However, waiting for Feng Qixi to speak, but it is shocking.

Challenge the dragon! ?

Under what circumstances, who doesn't know, the human race and the dragon race are tied together.

The two races have never challenged each other.

"Senior Long Xuan, please enlighten me!"

Not only that, this Qixi Festival is still challenging the strongest Dragon Profound.

This is really incredible.

Many Tianjiao frowned, secretly saying that Qixi Festival is a fool?

"Haha, I see, Ling Tian, ​​Ling Tian, ​​you are really a chicken thief!"

Long Xuan suddenly chuckled after being startled for a moment.

As Ling Tian's relatives, Long Xuan suddenly.

Immediately on the stage, "Sister Qixi Festival, rest assured, I will gently send you out."

"Hahaha, thank you!"

Feng Qixi smiled, and then a wind and thunder magical power shot.

Long Xuan waved his hand and shattered, and the aftermath directly sent Feng Qixi out of the ring.

The Terran was defeated, and Feng Qixi was directly eliminated.

However, he was never injured.

At this time, everyone understood that Ling Tian had sent Feng Qixi to the court.

Because the Celestial Race is not allowed to admit defeat in advance.

However, it did not say that the match cannot be faked...

The Feng Family brothers and sisters had just made up the number, and now they retreat without affecting the overall situation. They take the initiative to eliminate Long Xuan without being injured.

This abacus is really good.

"by!"

Seeing that Feng Qixi stepped down and learned the truth, the other Xianzhou Tianjiao couldn't help cursing in their hearts.

This Ling Tian is really a chicken thief doing things.

You don't play cards according to common sense at all!

"Dignified human race, how can it be like this!"

Qin Yu flicked his sleeves.

"Master Qin Yu don't worry, I will arrange for you when it's time to let you go."

Ling Tian smiled.

The first round ends, and the second round begins immediately.

It was still the turn of the Celestial Clan to challenge, and this time, there was still no suspense.

The Celestial challenge is still the human race.

This time, the sixth-ranked Tianjiao, the son of Luo Tian, ​​played.

Ling Tian's eyes swept across Qin Yu, but in the end, it fell on Di Jiuge.

"still you."

Emperor Jiuge: "..."

"It's really troublesome!"

Although he was impatient, Di Jiuge still listened to Ling Tian's arrangement and appeared on the ring again.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are so shameless!"

The Luo Tianshen will see Di Jiuge stand up, his face will change.

He just saw the tyrannical power of Di Jiuge.

Although he thought he was better than the Zichen God General, but the Emperor Jiuge on the opposite side was unfathomable.

So, he was not sure of winning.

"It's good to be able to win your Celestial Clan, don't beg for mercy, we won't be soft."

Ling Tian hugged his shoulders and smiled, but that smile made the heavens very angry.

The ending of this battle is naturally without any accidents.

Di Jiuge is too strong, even now Ling Tian can't spy on its true combat power.

In Ling Tian's view, the true strength of this Emperor Jiuge was probably already close to him.

You know, she still has a sea stick in her hand, so she didn't use it.

The Celestial Clan lost two straight.

And they were all defeated by Di Jiuge.

Gu Luotian's son was seriously injured. Although he saved his body, he was afraid that he would have to rest for a month before he could recover.

This made Heavenly Clan's complexion more gloomy.