Sword Master Ling Tian

Ling Tian's indifferent words came, and the expression in his eyes was extremely cold. Facing such Dou Wang, there was no wave in his heart.

what? ?

The voice fell, but it made all the tribe army and the Hungarian warriors stunned.

Want Yan Lie to kneel down like a dog begging for mercy?

This guy is crazy!

The soldiers of the Qiangjie tribe were all angry.

Wanyanlie is second only to the existence of Qiangjie.

The tone of this Human Race general was really too big.

Who gave him the courage to insult the second king of the tribe?

"Hahaha, you are the most rampant and ignorant descendant of the human race I have ever seen!"

Wan Yanlie’s hideous expression on his face, could not help but laugh: "I wanted to make you more decent, but you actually insult me ​​like a dog? That being the case, even Emperor Wu can't save it. You...Go to hell!"

Whoosh!

As soon as his voice fell, the whole figure suddenly violently violently, and in the blink of an eye, he killed him before Ling Tian.

Rumble!

His speed was too fast, and the purple gust that brought it up blew the dust on the entire battlefield, flying sand and rocks, sweeping a radius of 10,000 meters.

Click!

The flickering speed of Wan Yanlie's figure was already terrifying, but the blade in his hand fell, carrying a purple flame, and its speed was even more rapid.

Everyone didn't even have time to blink, and their faces were fierce and fierce. In this instant, they burst out nine sword auras, and all fell on Ling Tian's chest.

In the loud noise, the majestic coercion behind Wan Yanlie condenses like a mountain of flames. The flames kept blasting and jumping along with the sword energy he blasted, like the sonic waves of the sea of ​​fire trembling crazily, and like the roar of a fierce beast.

The terrifying vision, in the changing wind and cloud, evolved a powerful sword energy that shattered the Quartet.

Every time the robber blasted out, cracks in the void exploded, breaking into cobweb-like cracks.

"Cut your waste with a single knife, and dare to speak up in front of my Wan Yanlie!"

Wan Yan Lie panted slightly, a serpent-like light burst into his eyes, and nine knives blasted out in one breath, even he was slightly tired.

However, this waste should disappear with the wind as long as it is touched.

Thinking of the appearance of this human race being exterminated, Wan Yanlie still grinned.

"Hehe, can you just do that?"

But at this moment, Ling Tian's eyes flashed, and suddenly he said.

"Ok?"

Wan Yanlie's face changed slightly, astonishment burst into his eyes.

He didn't feel any fear from Ling Tian's body.

Isn't this human race scared at all?

Hum!

There was a shock.

In a short time, the pitch-black armor of Ling Tian burst out with fiery red light, and a pair of huge wings also burst out from behind.

Under the blessing of Hongyun Feathers, Ling Tian directly greeted him with a stick.

Although Ling Tian's stick seemed incredibly slow, Ling Tian just used this stick to take all the nine knives.

Ling Tian was shocked, Dragon Phoenix Supreme surging steadily, and his flesh body was digesting the blade energy from the prison fire stick to the utmost.

But Ling Tian has always, never moved.

With Yan Lie's all-out killer move, let alone hurt Ling Tian, ​​he didn't even make Ling Tian move!

Ling Tian now, he doesn't even know where his combat power is.

But at the very least, all Tier 3 Fighting Kings were not in his eyes.

Now, perhaps only Tier 4 Fighting King can make him look straight.

"This!"

Feeling the look in Ling Tian's eyes that seemed to come from hell, Wan Yanlie's heart slammed.

The aura that Ling Tian burst out just now was really terrifying.

That kind of coercion, even in Bae In-ki, never had it.

That kind of feeling, he only experienced when facing his elder brother Qiang Jie.

The descendant of the human race in front of him was terrifying and unbelievable.

He might really die in the opponent's hands.

Thinking of this, this full face Lie flew back in panic in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

Now, perhaps only King Qiang Jie can help this Ling Tian!

"Want to go, can you go?"

The flame of the bathing body on the surface of Ling Tian's body was condensed in his fist front, and then suddenly blasted out.

Bang!

The dragon roared, the wind and fire howled wildly, and the dragon fought in the wild, directly engulfing Wanyan Lie.

Puff!

A figure flew out directly from the north, and it was that Wan Yan Lie, who was in the air, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Although he was not dead, he was already seriously injured.

The ribs on his chest were all broken, his internal organs were broken, and his facial features were distorted and pale in pain.

"Damn, you forced me!"

"Ziyanfeng must cut!"

But Wan Yan Lie was also shot out of anger, gritted his teeth, stepped on the void, adjusted his body, and slashed again.

And this sword is the signature martial skill of the Qiangjie tribe, and Wanyanlie can only have not yet practiced it to perfection.

But despite this, Dacheng's ultimate move was still much stronger than the nine cuts just now.

Almost exhausted Wan Yanlie's vindictiveness!

However, this knife was indeed powerful, propped up the monstrous purple flame, and fell with a single knife. It seemed that the void was burned out along the way.

"Die!"

Wan Yan Lie grinned and cut the past fiercely.

However, at this moment, he was surprised to find out. Every pore on Ling Tian's body erupted with extremely dazzling red light, as if a volcano was hidden in his body, and at this moment, it suddenly erupted.

A raging fire rushed like thunderous lava, and the power of that violent flame was even hotter than his Ziyan!

At this moment, Ling Tian had already begun to urge the Dragon Emperor Supreme Art with the blessing of the Taichu Sutra.

"no no……"

Wan Yan Lie immediately realized something was wrong, and wanted to retire wildly.

Ling Tian has moved, how can he retreat when he wants to retreat, his five fingers clenched the prison flame club, and the raging flames of true essence burst out directly.

The crimson ardent light shone all directions, Ling Tian’s stick blasted down, and in an instant, all its purple flame wind power was smashed to pieces, and the stick shadow instantly caught up with the escaped Wan Yanlie, directly It's swallowed.

Bang! !

In the thunder, it seemed as if the sky was breaking and the earth was cracking, Wan Yanlie's entire voice was blasted into the sky and into the ground.

Bang! ! !

When they heard the shocking noise that hit the ground, the hearts of the Hungarian fighters who had retreated far away trembled for no apparent reason.

The fight between the two electric lights and flints was too fast. After seeing Wan Yan Lie's sacrifice, they thought that the general of the human race was bound to die.

However, in the dusty, one after another glances over.

Only when the dust dissipated, the scene before him made everyone look stupid.

High above the sky, the general of the human race was still in flames, holding a flaming club, and the flames on it were still burning.

In the huge underground pit, Wan Yan Lie had no breath.

That's it, dead!