Sword Venerable Ling Tian

But even so, the two were just tied.

It was just a preliminary test, but in the end, it made Haotian's face flushed.

The myriad forms Sword Art he showed for the first time, he didn't make any contribution.

His big hand shattered the remaining Dao Chong sword power, but Ling Tian's sword light just fell, which means that the first time the two played against each other, he still fell behind.

Like when Ling Tian just returned to Clear Sky World.

But the confrontation between the two powerful Martial Emperors still caused other Martial Artists and Martial Emperors to suffer.

The entire hundred thousand li Taihang Mountain was torn apart by these two Sword Art.

If the distance is not far enough, I am afraid that just a sword might be able to kill them.

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"hehe, Haotian, you and me are in a battle outside the world, whoever survives will be in charge of this realm!

"I am waiting for you!"

Ling Tian chuckled lightly and disappeared in place.

"Heh, I'm afraid you won't succeed!?"

Haotian also disappeared.

At this time, the battlefield of Taihang Mountain was left to Ling Xiaoer and other Martial Emperors.

This hundred thousand li radius is a battlefield left for them.

Ao Qingchen was seriously injured. On the side of the dark Demon Race, there is a mysterious demon sitting on the side.

"hehe, then I will take this opportunity to kill you all!"

Xuanmo sneered, he turned around and took a look at the Demon Emperor Palace, and then moved towards Ling Xiaoer killed him.

Actually, as the main battlefield this time, he secretly Demon Race, how can he press Bao on Haotian.

The one standing behind him, but Demon Venerable, to deal with Ling Tian, ​​he also has methods that he has never used.

"Kill it, it's best if you and Haotian both sides suffer, when the time comes, this Clear Sky World is completely mine Demon Race!"

One Time, on the Taihang Mountain, fighting intent rushes into the sky.

The war broke out directly, and tens of millions of Martial Artists fought in blood on the Taihang Mountains.

Regardless of the outcome of the Taihang Mountain battle, it will be recorded in the annals of history.

Be praised by posterity.

Fight for the Human Race, regain the Hua-Xia Shanhe, and for this day, Human Race has been waiting for thousands of years.

Now, they are fighting for the day!

The martial artists of the seven states who watched the battle around the Taihang Mountains were also terrified.

It's really because the imposing manner of this unusual battle is really terrifying.

Holy Mountain Taihang was ravaged by so many Martial Emperors and powerhouses, but within 5 minutes, there was no complete mountain.

The sky is filled with fissures ruthlessly torn apart by divine ability, like trauma.

In the hundreds thousand li space, the laws are chaotic and the space collapses.

The martial artists who watched the game almost coincided with each other, and they stepped back one after another.

The scale of this battle is unprecedented.

They also had to avoid danger.

Of course, it is Ling Tian and Haotian Martial Emperor that really determine the victory of this battle.

Clear Sky World is outside the sky.

The stars on Ling Tian's head, the sword contains seven thunders.

Looking at that Haotian figure, the moment when Ling Tian's mouth was raised, the Torch Dragon's Fire exploded, and the battle spirit of one hundred thousand feet walked on, the Taixing sword condensed thousands of Power of Stars, waved a Star River to kill that Haotian.

"Huh!?"

Haotian surprised and angry, didn't expect Ling Tian to be so rascal, and waiting for him to react, he had already deceived himself.

Moreover, apart from Monster Race and Dragon Clan Martial Emperor, there are few such Martial Emperors who fight in close hand-to-hand combat.

The myriad forms of Haotian surged, and the sword of Tianzhu whirled, trying to resist.

But Ling Tian's strength and speed are too fast.

clang!

The stars are falling.

The sword light is broken.

The Haotian Martial Emperor was cut down by Ling Tian with a single sword.

Compared to War God coming to Shanghai, Ling Tian has never been the Heaven's Chosen Guizhou, whose life is as expensive as the sky, without wind and rain, but the bottom Martial Artist who walked from the sea of ​​blood on the mountain along the way. .

He has experienced countless fights, comprehended the War God killing the sky, and has endless time.

In addition to boxing and Sword Art inheritance to Shanghai, Ling Tian is not the master of Ling Tian, ​​but Ling Tian is really like a War God at this time.

"hehe, Haotian, you won't be old, the sword is too slow, you can't do it!"

But Ling Tian grinned, a sword fell, and a sword .

No opportunity for Haotian to breathe at all.

Moreover, on every sword, the power of thunder and star marks will become more and more tyrannical. Although Haotian was able to resist it, he discovered that he kept backing down and sinking.

Every time I accept Ling Tian's sword edge, I seem to be resisting a thousand stars falling to the ground.

Thunder Light wandered his whole body from the Tianzhu Sword, but he couldn't get rid of it in a short time.

Lei Mang paralyzed the body of his Martial Emperor.

This is something Haotian has never experienced in ten thousand years.

He doesn't know what the origin of the Taixing Sword in Ling Tian's hand is, and the Thunder and Power of Stars on it are really weird.

In this way, after successively withstanding Ling Tian's nine sword edge, the myriad forms divine ring on Haotian broke again.

The yellow golden armor on her body was also torn apart by Taixing Sword in many places.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, sulking in his heart.

He didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back!

This is really humiliation!

Seeing that Ling Tian's tenth sword is about to fall, Haotian suddenly angry roar, it is really unbearable.

"Myriad forms, divine lead!"

"Shaking the sky!"

Endless myriad forms divine light burst out of Haotian's body.

Above the stars, it seems that there must be a heavenly gate opening, and the light of myriad forms shines down from it, enveloping Haotian, so that the Haotian Martial Emperor at this time is like a Heavenly God.

It broke the tenth sword that Ling Tian cut down directly.

After that, Haotian suddenly stretched out his big hand, and from behind, a hazy sacred shadow appeared. Ling Tian couldn’t really see it, but he discovered that the aura above this figure is somewhat familiar .

It seems that where I have seen it.

But without waiting for Ling Tian's recollection, that sacred shadow also stretched out a big hand, and together with that Haotian, took a picture.

This is another divine ability of Haotian, and it seems to be more aggressive than the myriad forms Sword Art.

Something went beyond Ling Tian's expectations.

There are really many hole cards in Haotian's body.

However, Ling Tian has not used all his strength, and now seeing this Haotian abandon the sword in his palm, he can't help but sneer.

"The hand of the prisoner, shake the sky, can you shake it!!"

The crystal fingers appeared under the stars.

On top of it, Divine Lightning, candlelight, a thousand stars, and the divine force of ten thousand are intertwined.

It's just condensed in a flash, across the starry sky, and the point falls on that palm.

ka-cha!

Another sound comparable to the fragmentation of stars resounded through the sky.

This palm that made Haotian full of confidence was directly broken by Ling Tian's prisoner's hand!

"No, this is impossible!"

That Haotian couldn't believe his eyes and his myriad forms, but he borrowed the power of the Divine King from Da Zhou. Use it! ?

Prison Tianshou!

I understand, why Jun Tian will pass this prisoner's hand to Ling Tian alone.

Jun Tian, ​​Jun Tian, ​​you know all this a long time ago.

You have long been rebellious!

Haotian's heart shook violently, and he yelled.

However, he still can't tell from all of this, Ling Tian's prisoner's hand is still falling, Haotian used all his strength to block it with Tianzhu's sword, but this time, it was a mouthful of blood spurted.

Fall directly from the stars.

At this moment, he was finally seriously injured.