Sword Master Ling Tian

\"This dead wood cliff old road, dead!?\"

\"Too fast, do you see how he died!?\"

\"No, it seems that only a sword light flashed, that old way is dead!\"

\"This Qin Tian actually killed the sect master of the first-class sect. Is this really a junior immortal monarch!?\"

After a long while, the people who had been slowed down looked at the figure above the sky.

Until now, they couldn't believe it was true.

\"Hehe, okay, now there is no need for Withered Wood Cliff to exist anymore!\"

Ling Tian's clone carried the long sword and looked at the Tianhua Sect Master in the distance.

\"Now, it's you, do you want to go back or die!?\"

\"I~~\" Sect Master Hua was stubborn that day, and for a while, he didn't dare to step forward.

He knew the combat power of Old Monster Withered Wood Cliff, and he was in the same position as him.

However, the old way died so miserably, so how could he have the courage to step forward.

However, at this time, Zixiaozong and Wushan City's warriors are watching. If he escapes without a fight, how will Tianhuazong raise his head in front of Dajin's warriors in the future! ?

Therefore, at this time, Sect Master Tianhua was already in a dilemma.

\"Hehe, I'll give you a chance, but you don't know how to die, then I can't help it!\"

Seeing that Sect Master Hua hadn't moved that day, Ling Tian took the long sword and stepped forward.

\"Hehe, Zixiaozong Zhang Lai, don't you want to make a move!? Waiting to see these people die in front of you!?\"

Zhang Lai's face was green at this time.

However, although he was astonished at Ling Tian's combat power, he didn't want to make a move at this time.

If he moved, wouldn't he acknowledge Qin Tian's status! ! ?

At the moment when Zhang Lai hesitated, Ling Tian had already carried the national sword, and it flashed above the head of Sect Master Hua that day.

\"Since your master doesn't want to save you, then you just accept your fate!\"

Seeing that Zhang Lai still didn't want to make a move, Ling Tian sneered, raising the long sword in his hand, cutting it down directly with a ray of sword light.

\"As the Sect Master of Tianhua, how can I let you insult this junior!?\"

That day, Sect Master Hua was so frightened that he immediately drew out the fairy sword in his hand and cut it down.

He didn't believe that Ling Tian was really so strong!

Click!

However, under Wushan, there were two strong sword lights that shook each other, and the terrifying kendo storm raged, causing the defensive formations on Wushan to tremble crazily in an instant, and even many formations were affected by this sword. The light was torn apart.

The battle power confrontation of the eighth-order immortal king level is indeed scary enough.

However, after the sword lights disappeared, everyone looked at the place where the sword storm dissipated, only to find that Qin Tian was the only one floating there!

The breath of Sect Master Tianhua had disappeared.

Another first-rate sect sect died in the hands of this Qin Tian! ?

How long has this been.

Within the territory of Donghua Xianshan, there were already two first-rate sects at this time, and they had lost their sovereign.

And the one who killed them turned out to be the same young junior.

\"So strong!\"

At this moment, the Bai Family Tianjiao behind Bai Mengyi couldn't help being shocked.

Now that Qin Tian was able to kill the sixth-order cultivation base and the existence of the eighth-order immortal king's combat power in such a simple way, it was enough to prove that it was more powerful than them.

Only Bai Mengyi can do it.

\"Yeah, how can you be so strong, and, this shouldn't be your real combat power yet!?\"

Bai Mengyi was also pondering, a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through all of her eyes. In her eyes, there was only Ling Tian, ​​a figure.

\"Zhang Lai, since you don't make a move, then I will come by myself, the disciple of Zixiaozong, who is escaping, it is still too late!\"

Ling Tian hovered above the sky, and the long sword in his hand was put away.

Then one arm stretched out and his big hand suddenly opened.

At this moment, the little holy spirit's fire surged out of his hands.

Not only that, everyone also discovered that the immortal yuan in the air was madly moving towards Qin Tian's palm.

\"This is Prajna Palm!?\"

Ye Xichan and Leng Linfeng exclaimed at this time.

Their master is finally about to use that trick that fell from the sky! ?

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Ling Tian's hand with supernatural power filled the entire Wushan Mountain.

The radius is nine thousand feet, covering the sky and the sun.

Moreover, the palm of the hand was filled with the scorching heat that seemed to melt the sky of the little holy spirit fire.

Let the coercion of this supernatural power be terrifying to the extreme.

"terror!!"

"The power of this supernatural power can definitely reach the peak of the eighth-order fairy king."

"Frightening, this Qin Tian's combat power is placed in Donghua Immortal Mountain, and among the younger generations, it is one of the few existences!"

"I'm afraid that only Violet, the chief disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, can match it!"

Everyone looked at the Prajna palm that came down, and they were shocked to the extreme.

Moreover, not only everyone, but even Zhang Lai under the palm print was shocked.

Just now, when Qin Tian was beheading the two sect masters, did he still retain his combat power! ?

Now this palm, he is indeed not sure to take it!

"Try that too!"

"I, Zhang Lai, is the second disciple of the Zixiao Sect, I am not convinced!"

That Zhang Lai roared, and directly took out the purple and gold spear behind him.

The spear light has evolved to eight thousand feet, as if to pierce the sky.

Suddenly, a spear light, a palm print.

Before Wushan, they collided violently.

"No, flash!"

"Wushan's big formation is about to be broken!"

Many people exclaimed at the time when the two magical powers were facing regret, and the distance was so close that they were even directly dispersed into blood mist by the aftermath.

The existence of such battle strength of the eighth-level peak immortal king is really ruining the world.

Before the magical powers were officially dispersed, everything on the Wushan City Banshan Square was razed to the ground.

All the teleportation formations were destroyed.

On the mountain wall, there are also dense defenses that have been damaged.

If it weren't for an almost infinite array of defenses, Wushan would definitely be shattered by the blast in the violent shock.

However, everyone still wants to know the result.

Qin Tian and Zhang Lai of the Zixiao Sect, who is stronger! ?

Bai Mengyi was floating in the same place, at the location closest to Wushan, she was alone.

The power of aura made her eyes shine like stars.

Through the little holy fire that is scattered everywhere.

She clearly saw that Zhang Lai's body was full of blood at this time!

And above his head, a large purple-gold cauldron was suspended there.

Zhang Lai is defeated!

Not a single move could be blocked.

In the end, relying on that Zixiaozong's Heavenly Tongtian Lingbao saved his life!

"Ahem, Qin Tian, ​​you are waiting, you killed so many people in my Zixiao Sect, and the blood is a deep hatred, and the Zixiao Sect will never let you go!"

Zhang Lai roared in the cauldron.

"Hehe, still crazy!!? Do you think this Tongtian Lingbao can really save your life!?"

Ling Tian raised his big hand and directly swept away the supernatural power of smoke and dust in the sky.

Let everyone see clearly how embarrassed Zhang Lai was at this time.

That's it, is it still a famous disciple of the Zixiao Sect! ?

"I!"

That Zhang Lai was horrified, indeed, this Qin Tian was able to use the power of supernatural powers to smash him to death within the Tongtian Lingbao.

"Hehe, don't worry, if I want to kill you, you are dead now!"

"I really want you to wait, the moment I set foot on the Purple Cloud Sect!"

"However, you have to call me grandpa first, and then knock me three bangs before I can spare your life!"

"Otherwise, you still have to die!"

"It's dead or alive, you choose it yourself!"

Ling Tian carried his hands on his back, with silver hair grinning.

Call grandpa! ?

Everyone took a deep breath.

In this way, the second and third disciples in the Purple Cloud Sect are all grandsons of this guy!