Sword Master Ling Tian

Seeing that the guarding formation was broken by one blow, the expressions of Bai Feiyun and Leng Bingxin changed drastically. At this moment, they looked at the fallen general, and their hearts sank.

The Barbarian General Hei He is the most fierce among the two-stranded barbarians in the strange tribe. If it stimulates the blood of the barbarian, it can be compared to the late golden body Dacheng Grandmaster, far surpassing anyone here.

"Here, there are clansmen who will Ling Tian!? Hand it over, I can save you from death!"

As he spoke, Hei He's eyes fell on Ling Xiao'er with purple hair like an immortal, he condensed slightly, and a fiery color flashed under his eyes.

He could feel that the extraordinary temperament of this woman, in which the power of the bloodline is extremely strong, is a great tonic for the barbarians!

It would be wonderful if I took a turn and sucked the blood of his primordial yin!

"Hei He, today your barbarians broke through my mountain gate, blood feuds are not shared, want to move my disciples, wishful thinking!"

Bai Feiyun stepped forward, although he knew that he was not Hei's opponent, but there was no way to retreat.

"A bunch of trash, what can you do if you move your disciples? I think this woman is good. After I have eaten her, I will kill you all!"

Hei He sneered, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Xiao'er.

"That's going to pass me!"

Bai Feiyun's complexion became extremely ugly in an instant, and the light flashed in front of Ling Xiao'er, and the pressure of the golden body erupted in an instant.

"Noisy, the third-class sect master dare to pretend to be in front of me! I will capture this girl today. What can you do?"

Heihe sneered, as the two-patterned barbaric general, except for the barbarous king of the strange tribe and the two generals, he could not put it in the eyes.

After saying this at the moment, he blasted out a punch without warning.

Bai Feiyun's expression remained unchanged, and Ling Xiaoer was behind him at the moment, unable to retreat, but could only resist. Drinking low, making a full shot, but also hitting him with a punch.

Although he knew that he was not his opponent, he had no intention of retreating!

Hei He sneered, and the mere mortal cultivator dared to stop him, he really wanted to die!

Fists touched each other.

boom!

Bai Feiyun's complexion was instantly pale, blood overflowed between his mouth and nose, and his body instantly flung away.

"Brother!" Leng Bing was shocked, flew over and lifted Bai Feiyun up, only to find that Bai Feiyun was already seriously injured with a punch.

Seeing Bai Feiyun's blood stained his white clothes, Ling Xiaoer couldn't bear it anymore.

"Barbarian! You dare to come here without my Lingtian brother. When he comes back in the future, you will surely kill you all and avenge us!!"

Man Jiang Hei's complexion was indifferent, and he shot back Bai Feiyun. This person was still calm, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"Ling Tian is your brother? What kind of thing is he worthy of seeking revenge from my barbarians?"

"Now don't say that he is not in Lingnan. Even if he is there, don't you dare to come and save you? My barbarian army is here with 200,000 troops, and the barbarian is twenty. When he comes, I will thwart him and die!"

Hei His voice fell, and everyone's expression changed.

There is nothing wrong, even if Ling Tian is stronger, can he compete with the barbarian army?

At this moment, Qin Yuee's face was pale, but her eyes were full of unyielding. She dragged Ling Xiao'er behind her, "What qualifications do you barbarians have to despise my son Ling Tian?"

"My son entered the martial arts for less than a year, and won the top of the three Yunzhou rankings, and I will be the first of the younger generation in Yunzhou!!"

Although Qin Yue'e was only a mortal, but at the moment when she spoke, a majestic momentum suddenly rose from her body.

"Perhaps he can't rush back today, but one day, he will kill your strange tribe!"

The sound fell to the ground, decisively!

Hei He has a gloomy face and a shame in his heart. In his life, no one has dared to threaten him face to face like this.

What's more, is she still a mortal woman who has no power to bind a chicken, like an ant?

You old guy, look for death!

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Hei He was extremely angry and laughed, his body was cold and murderous.

"What an old immortal with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, so humiliating this general, since you are Ling Tian's wasteful old lady, I will cramp you and skin you, and suffer all the hardships, in order to avenge my little prince, hahaha !"

While speaking, Hei He got up, staring at Qin Yue'e, pressing on step by step.

He wanted to see Qin Yue'e collapsed by fear.

"Hmph, don't deceive me that there is no one in the Lingnan sect!"

With a flash of retreat, Tengchong and Shen Luo stopped in front of Qin Yue'e, full of resolute meaning to regard death as home.

Hei He sneered, "Don't worry, you will die one by one! However, this Lingtian's biological mother, I want to be the first to torture her!"

When the voice fell, Hei He burst out with blood and energy, instantly suppressing the sinking and rising, and he could not move.

"Old thing, I will torture you today, to see if your trash son can come to save you! Make your teeth sharp, this is the end! Hahahaha"

While Heihe laughed, he grabbed Qin Yue'e with one claw. .

Qin Yue'e closed her eyes, her face was indifferent, and there was no fear in her heart.

In fact, he should have died as early as six months ago. If Ling Tian hadn't rushed back from Ziyun Sect, she and Ling Qiu'er would have died at the hands of the Du family, and they would be able to go to Huangquan to find Ling Tian. His father.

Now, the last thing she can do for the Ling family is to delay the catastrophe for the descendants of the Ling family.

"Even if you die today, what's the matter, my dad, I'm here to look for you."

His eyes flashed with determination, and a sense of death spread from Qin Yue'e.

The hundreds of warriors behind him couldn't move at all, and they all turned their heads away, clenching their fists, smashing their steel teeth.

However, their strength is weak, and in front of the barbarians, they can't do anything at all!

This feeling of being slaughtered is more painful than death.

Ling Qiu'er's small face collapsed tightly. In the past six months, her stature has grown a lot, and she has become stronger. At this moment, she looked at this black god, the sword in her hand was grasping tightly, and she stood there. Beside her mother, Qin Yue'e, she would never succumb even if she tried to die!

Ling Xiao'er's face was still indifferent and frosty. Deep in her purple pupils, a faint divine light was surging. In a sea of ​​air, a human-shaped phantom gradually emerged, and the phantom was sitting cross-legged on a purple abutment.

Although it is not very clear, it reveals a general trend of ruining the world.

Once it breaks out, it will be earth-shattering!

At the moment, seeing Qin Yue'e, he was about to be grasped by Heihe's giant hand.

But at this moment, there was a cold voice from the sky.

"Move my mother, you, and all the barbarians here are going to die."