Sword Master Ling Tian

It's tingling and tingling.

Situ Fan was blasted into the sky by this star-cutting sword.

Feeling the tingling pain that swept through the limbs, like a needle, the arm wandered with the electric light, and Situ Fan couldn't even lift the knife.

The vitality was crazily strangled by an invisible force, and even rushed towards the Dantian Qi Sea!

With such a strange martial skill, Situ Fan finally felt fear.

"Situ Fan, no one can save you today, die!"

Ziyu shook behind Ling Tian and swept down from the sky.

Obviously, Ling Tian still has the power to fight again.

"Junior, you are deceiving too much!"

Situ Fan stood up from the ground, cursed, and ejected into the air.

Stepping in the void, a blood-colored tiger appeared behind him, a tiger roar, and the **** river appeared again.

As Situ Fan lifted into the air, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the river of blood. A huge amount of blood shadow was captured by him.

"Thousand Devil Blood Handprints! Suppress!"

Situ Fan's palms were wrapped in blood shadows, and his gestures changed a lot, and finally formed.

Countless blood shadows turned into a palm print, layered on top of each other, interlaced and condensed, a huge **** handprint appeared on the sky, bringing a **** gust of wind, and suddenly blasted out.

A palm blasted out, and Situ Fan's body shook violently. With this palm, he used his strong vitality, which consumed almost all of his vitality.

Situ Gan felt bitter in his heart, facing a younger generation, he could only use two tricks.

But two tricks are enough!

This palm is the so-called Star Slashing Sword, absolutely can't stop it!

Ling Tian, ​​must die!

"Thousand Demon Blood Handprints! Thousand Demon Sect's unique learning!"

"Yes, it is said that this martial skill is comparable to the high-grade spirit level!"

"Situ Fanwu Soul is a blood-stripe tiger, which can add 30% power to this palm!"

Both sides of Tianhe Mountain exclaimed again and again, obviously this Thousand Demon Blood Handprint is extremely famous.

Then, when everyone felt that Ling Tian could not escape to death, the situation was abrupt.

Seeing that the Thousand Demon Blood handprints glowed red across the Tianhe Mountain, the palm of his hand seemed to fall on the ground like Mount Tai.

Ling Tian's face did not show any surprises or fear, but was full of warfare and disdain.

"Blood handprints? But so!"

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"Look at me breaking the ten thousand magic with one sword, clear Yuyu!"

"The thunder and the star, the sword and the finger are one!"

"broken!"

The Zi Ting flame was injected into the Zi Shan sword and cut down suddenly.

The sword body seemed to be saturated with infinite power, and it condensed fiercely, and immediately the two formations shook wildly. A sword aura that was stronger than before erupted from the trembling sword body, and it blasted directly without evasiveness. Out, regardless of the big **** handprints in front of you!

This sword pierced the sky and the earth, and even the body of the Purple Sword seemed to be unable to withstand that power.

The sword palms fought, first suddenly stagnated, and then there was a roar, like a mountain cracking rock, the **** handprint was mixed with the blood shadow of the riot, splattering and breaking!

The Thousand Demon Blood Handprint was broken by Ling Tian's sword!

The aftermath of the concussion spread, radiation from far away, and the curled blood stream blew up the clothes of spectators on both sides.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!

Everyone looked at each other, shocked in their hearts.

No one in Lingnan knows the fierce name of the Thousand Demon Sect’s Thousand Demon Blood Handprints, even in Yunzhou, it is also called the name.

However, under Ling Tian's sword, he was even defeated like this!

This, how is this possible.

Just as everyone watching the battle looked at each other in shock, Ling Tian and Situ Fan were facing each other, separated by broken **** hands.

Situ Fan looked astonished.

He didn't want to try his best to kill him, but he didn't even touch the corner of Ling Tian's clothes.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Ling Tian in the distance, but it was just this look that made his expression change drastically, horrified!

Ling Tian was still staring at him, and the purple sword in his hand had already fallen, but his left hand was raised, pointing in his direction.

And a purple thunder vortex is gathering vitality around it, ready to go!

This Ling Tian can still perform martial arts!

Situ Fan's vitality almost dried up, and his numbness made him unable to escape.

Between the electric light and flint, the vortex suddenly aroused, and **** were condensed in the air and joined together, with the fingers in front and Ling Tian in the back, shooting out.

Situ Fan's face just showed horror. Before he could respond, Ling Tian took his fingers and nodded immediately.

The thunder of fingers exploded, and the air exploded, instantly engulfing Situ Fan.

The person used followed the trajectory, clicked with a huge finger, and crashed onto the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion roar.

The purple thunder flame spread out, boiled the surrounding air, and a large swath of smoke was lifted, covering the world.

After a while, Ling Tian stepped out of the smoke and dust and stood on the battlefield.

Zijian's white clothes are not stained with fine dust.

Everyone stared blankly at the figure under Tianhe Mountain, silent.

Ling Tian is still there, is Situ Fan...

The three powerful men of Thousand Demon Sect were shocked, and quickly flew over, waved their sleeves to blow away the smoke and dust.

But at this time, under the smoke and dust, there was a huge pit of hundreds of meters. At the bottom of the huge pit, there was only one unrecognizable corpse that was burned into coke!

Situ Fan, dead!