Sword Master Ling Tian

call out!

A shot came out, like a dragon roaring, swallowing it indefinitely, it seemed to wreak havoc with the aura of destruction that would pierce the heavens and the earth!

Above the spear, the devilish energy churns and does not send out, but just the breath erupts, it has forcibly shattered the surrounding space, revealing countless space cracks, all thousands of meters in size, extremely fast, like a magic dragon, think He wanted to open his mouth and swallow all of Li Futu's sword light.

With Jimo's shot, the mighty energy is actually tyrannical, and it is more than tyrannical several times when compared to the other methods of eruption! The power of this shot alone is comparable to the full blow of the top immortal king, and the power of destruction can shake the world!

boom!

boom!

The aura of the heavens and the earth within a radius of a hundred li, all this time was stirred by this shot, like a sea shock, surging endlessly!

Zhang Zhengxuan and Jun Bufan, who were being suppressed by the Demon King, were even more shocked when they saw this. At this time, they finally realized that this battle that does not return to Yuan, their human race, there is no possibility of winning, although Jimo is tyrannical. It is far from being able to match the Demon Venerable, but it is not comparable to the top Immortal King combat power of the human race.

Immediately, the two shook back the magical powers of the Demon King, and flew towards the distance.

They are scared!

They will not ruin their martial arts career and their lives because of these human races.

Only if there is life, then in the future, we can still have revenge!

"Hey, Jimo, I didn't expect this person to force you to use this trick!"

"Sky Demon Spear, I haven't seen this trick for a long time!"

The Hunk Demon King also ignored Zhang Zhengxuan and Jun Bufan who were fleeing, but instead stared at the stabbing shot above the sky intently.

As long as Li Futu died, how could the people here take out Jimo's palm.

Li Futu strained his face, looking at the magic spear that descended from the sky. Of course he knew the horror of the magical powers of the Jimo Demon King, but he did not escape.

Suddenly, he forced a burst of blood from his fingers, and instantly plunged into the sword of the Buddha. The essence and blood contained his one hundred years of life. With the integration of the essence and blood, the whole body of this Buddha Sword trembles immediately, and the mighty righteousness erupts immediately, causing this Buddha Sword to surge in power in an instant!

This is the most subtle part of the Buddha's sword, it can absorb the life of the martial artist to strengthen the power of swordsmanship.

However, Li Futu, the second of the nine sons of the Great Wei Dynasty, has never used this secret technique since he became a sword of the Buddha.

Now, facing Jimo, he has to use it.

"Hahahaha! Not bad, but there are still methods! It is also worthy to fight with my Celestial Spear!"

"But you think that you can stop the demon in this way. Today, let's look at my Heavenly Demon Spear, which will kill you alive, taking away your original power and making the demon without prestige!"

"As long as you are bombarded, and in the future in this Tianfeng battlefield, who will dare to fight against this demon again, my dark demon tribe will defeat the heroes, and will surely become the ultimate winner of this Tianfeng battlefield. block!"

"Death to the demon!"

The Jimo Demon King laughed domineeringly, facing the Buddha's sword that Li Futu had used the secret technique to inspire the power of the Buddha, without any surprise, the Demon King's domineering aura broke out incisively and vividly, single-handed the gun, and crashed.

The Wanzhang Tianmo Spear is Jimo's supreme magical power, every time it is used, it will kill the opponent.

boom!

boom!

Heavenly Demon Spear, Buddha Sword, and two magical powers, they are finally together,

In the magic spear that day, the Teng Teng Devil Qi mixed with endless killing Qi burst out, strangling it with the mighty righteous Qi carried within the Buddha's sword, rubbing against each other crazily, wanting to smash the other side to pieces.

As an attribute, the two powers are completely suppressed. The fierce battle that erupts when the two meet is far beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors!

"So strong!"

"The Demon King of Jimo, worthy of being a rare rising power in the entire Dark Demon clan in recent years, actually possesses such a power!"

"It seems that in today's battle, Li Futu of the human race must die."

"Although Li Futu of Human Race is not weak, but this time under Jimo Demon King's Heavenly Demon Spear, it is still a dead end!"

The dark demon warriors were overjoyed when they saw this, but the demon and human warriors in the non-returning abyss had already begun to retreat in a panic.

If Li Futu is dead, they will die next moment!

They couldn't imagine that Li Futu, the strongest of the clan, was not the opponent of the Jimo Demon King. As for the disciple of Chonglou standing with Yin Rourou, his face was pale, and his eyes were terrified. In today's battle, if Li Futu is defeated, not only will he not be able to protect himself, but they will also suffer.

However, Yin Rourou can't die!

"What are you doing in a daze, come with me!"

Na Jun Bufan came back, and glanced at Yin Rourou and others, and said.

"No, I can't go, I'm a disciple of Chonglou, a human martial artist, how can I escape for my life!"

However, Yin Rourou's face was tense, although she was terrified in her heart, she refused to leave.

"Junior sister, I'll give you one last chance, let us go!"

Na Jun Bufan's face became cold.

He is impatient.

"I, don't run away, if you leave, you are betraying the human race!"

Yin Rourou looked stern inwardly.

"Ignorance, stupid!"

Jun Bufan was ashamed and angry, Yin Rourou was scolding him.

"If you want to die here with her, I don't care!"

Jun Bufan let out a cold snort, turned around and flashed to the edge of Jimo's domain. A sword light cut it down, tore a gap, and rushed out.

"Rourou, let's go!"

The disciple of the heavy building frowned, but Yin Rourou still seemed to have never heard of it.

The four of them had no choice but to abandon Yin Rourou after struggling for a while, and escaped from the rift.

At this time, the human races in all directions began to flee, and the warriors of the dark demon race also took advantage of the situation to kill them. For a time, countless warriors died under the magical power of the dark demon race, and the blood gathered into a river.

But at this moment, the most frightened and helpless person is Yin Rourou. Listening to the low roars and roars of the surrounding dark demon warriors, the little girl's face was pale, her eyes filled with horror, and now she had no family members beside her.

However, the origin mark on her eyebrows bloomed, and her small mouth was tight. She had already made up her mind to commit suicide, so she would not let herself and Origin fall into the hands of the Dark Demon!

In the distance, Ling Tian on the mountain wall shook his head, and the human race was about to be defeated in today's battle.

It's time for him to take action.

No matter what, Yin Rourou was not allowed to be hurt.

The figure flashed, Ling Tian disappeared on the mountain wall.

At the moment he left, two muffled voices suddenly came from the field.

With a sword, the Buddha statue collapsed, and Li Futu fell from the sky.

Although he is not dead, he is dying.

"Hahaha, you are already dead if you haven't been shot and killed by this demon lord!"

Jimo laughed loudly: "Look at your human race, one by one is like a bereaved dog, your junior, your so-called nine sons of Wei, one by one, but they are all courageous!"

"Just this class of human race is also worthy to fight against my dark demons!?"

"Hmph, demon, there are still unyielding people in the human race, don't humiliate my human race!"

But at this time, a multi-colored folding fan swept towards the sky and beheaded towards Na Jimo.

"Ok!?'

However, how could it be possible to hurt Jimo with the power of such a Tongtian Lingbao! ?

Just a look in the eyes, the boundless devilish energy gathered, it was to make the colorful folding fan shatter on the sky.

Jimo's gaze condensed, but he discovered that this suddenly shot was turned out to be the daughter of the master of the building, Yin Rourou!

A human woman dared to attack him! ?

Really live impatiently!

The hideous color flashed across his face, the magic spear in Jimo's hand was raised, and it shot towards Yin Rourou.

"This magic spear is an order, the children of the Dark Demon Race, punish all the Human Race and Demon Race here!"

The magic spear shot down at Yin Rourou.

It is conceivable that although this gun does not have any magical powers, it is only the magic weapon of the magic gun, which is not the current Yin Rourou, can resist.

Under this shot, Yin Rourou would definitely die!

And Yin Rourou, who was standing on the ground at this time, was already stupid.

Frozen in place, closed his eyes tightly, waiting for death to come.

puff!

But the next moment, the sound of a magic spear piercing flesh and bones resounded in Yin Rourou's mind.

However, she did not feel any pain.

Someone blocked this shot for her!

Could it be that fellow Ling Tian! ?

Thinking of this, Yin Rourou suddenly opened her eyes.

The first thing that caught her eye was the pitch-black spear tip that was stained red with blood.

After slowly concentrating on the magic spear, Yin Rourou's pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's you!?"

At this moment, the burly figure pierced by the magic spear turned out to be the second son of Wei, Li Futu!

At this time, even though Li Futu was already covered in blood and dying, he still half-kneeled in front of Yin Rourou.

With the golden broken sword in his hand, he never fell down.

Nor did the magic spear penetrate Yin Rourou.

"Hehe, you and I have never said a word. Now, let's say we just met, I am the first disciple of Xuantian Zhengzong, Li Futu."

A smile appeared on Li Futu's pale face.

"Why, why?"

Yin Rourou shook her head. She couldn't think of why this Li Futu was desperate to save her.

"This battle of not returning to Yuan started because of me."

"I'm defeated, I let the strong of the clan die by the hands of the dark demons!"

"I failed to protect the glory of the human race, nor did I protect the human warrior."

"You, it's me, Li Futu, before I die, I don't want to see someone who has something wrong."

"As my fiancée of Li Futu, I am going to die before you."

Li Futu smiled miserably, with blood and tenderness.

In the void, Ling Tian hovered there, frowning slightly.

Not many people can admire him.

Today, this Li Futu is one!