Gao Wu: Infinite Copying From Slime

Chapter 281: The young ones come to the old ones

With a thought in Ling Tian's mind, a powerful and incomparable aura filled the air, this aura was vast and boundless, as if he was the lord of heaven and earth, ruling over everything.

A giant ancient tree appeared, exuding the power of strong wood elements.

On Ling Tian's left arm, golden light shines, a golden arm appears out of thin air, like a battle armor, exuding dazzling golden light, people can't move their eyes, and even feel "one three zero" own insignificance.

This is exactly his vajra arm!

After the King Kong arm appeared, he waved his hand violently.

"Vajra Fist!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The Vajra Fist was thrown out, and a punch landed on the palm print formed by the power of flames.

Immediately, the power of the flame dissipated abruptly, and the remaining power of the Vajra God Fist was still there, and it bombarded towards Zhao Wenxuan again.

Zhao Wenxuan's eyes were full of horror, and his heart was full of horror. He didn't expect that Ling Tian's physical body was so strong, and only the Vajra arm could resist his attack.

Zhao Wenxuan wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The Vajra God Fist landed on his chest, and a violent explosion occurred. He flew upside down and smashed hard on the mountain.

"Pfft!"

Ling Tian walked to Zhao Wenxuan's side, and after taking the Qiankun Sack, without the slightest hesitation, he directly put the Qiankun Ring into the bag, and then left directly in a flash.

"Hmph, how can it be so easy to run?" Seeing this, a middle-aged man sneered, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Ling Tian in an instant.

"Boy, you will definitely die today!" The middle-aged man said coldly.

Ling Tian glanced at the middle-aged man, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In this case, I will send you on your way!"

"What? You want to compete with me? Kid, you're looking for death!" The middle-aged man flew into a rage when he heard Ling Tian's words.

The strength of the middle-aged man is in the realm of the ninth rank of celestial masters, and he is second in the list of celestial masters of Qingdi Academy. On the Celestial Master List, he is ranked third!

Ling Tian is not only a cultivator in the realm of Heavenly Master, but also wants to fight him, which makes the middle-aged man feel ashamed.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!" The figure of the middle-aged man flashed, and he attacked Ling Wu again.

This time, he directly displayed his strongest stunt "Fengyun Sword!"

A series of sharp sword qi, like a rain of swords, shrouded towards Ling Tian.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Ling Tian's eyes showed a touch of surprise...

Fengyun Sword is a martial skill with wind attribute. It has a total of eight sword moves, each move contains the majestic profound meaning of wind, and each move has the power to destroy the world.

Ling Tian's face also turned serious, he never thought that Zhao Wenxuan would use such a powerful sword move.

Zhao Wenxuan's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly: "Ling Tian, ​​I know that you are the generation of Tianjiao, but in my eyes, you are like an ant, my Fengyun sword, not just anyone can do it Resist it!"

Although Ling Tian's strength is strong, he has only just broken through to the realm of a celestial master after all, and he is far away from the peak realm of a celestial master.

That's why Zhao Wenxuan dared to say these words to Ling Tian.

Zhao Wenxuan's Fengyun Sword was indeed very powerful, Ling Tian felt a sense of suffocating oppression, even the clothes on his body were being blown and rattled 4.6, as if he was about to be blown away.

As expected of Fengyun Sword, it is really powerful!

The power of this move is very powerful, enough to instantly kill monks below the realm of celestial masters.

But these are useless to Ling Tian, ​​he doesn't put Zhao Wenxuan in his eyes at all, he can defeat Zhao Wenxuan with just one punch.

Ling Tian's body shook, and a tyrannical momentum was released. .