Sword Master Ling Tian

At this moment, Ling Tian was covered in blood, but that white hair was fluttering in the squally wind!

"Old stuff, this time, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

At this moment, Ling Tian's eyes were filled with red blood, and he looked like a demon with white hair!

He was holding the combined sword in his hand. Before the pure Yang pointed four fingers, the whirlpool had already passed a hundred feet, and the energy within it was already close to the essence, and the tremendous pressure skyrocketed, even surpassing the aura and pressure of Yan Xiu before!

"No, not enough!"

Ling Tian was still dissatisfied, and the whirlpool of pure Yang fingers exploded again. This time, Ling Tian's skin and flesh and blood began to dry up!

With gray hair, it has become more vicissitudes of life.

In order to pursue the ultimate energy, make a killing blow to Yan Xiu!

Ling Tian didn't hesitate to sacrifice his own lifespan a little bit, until the end, there was not much left of his lifespan!

When he was in the realm of Piquan, he took the four-stage Shaxiang Dan and spent two hundred and fifty years of his life. Now Lingtian is in the realm of the golden body, with a thousand years of life. Under today’s circumstances, there is still money left. Less than 750 years.

But at this moment, he did not hesitate to sacrifice all his 750 years of life!

Only then did he have full confidence and kill Yan Xiu!

Because Ling Tian knew that he had exhausted his cards, this was his last chance!

If this sword can't kill Yan Xiu, then even if he saves his life, there is no need!

Although he doesn't have a lifespan, as long as he advances to the stage by then, it will not be a problem!

Therefore, with the current blow, he did not hesitate to give all, one blow would kill!

The fourth layer of Pure Yang Finger finally absorbed enough energy, Ling Tian held his hand on the body of the prison flame stick, and the whole figure flew high into the sky.

"Yan Xiu! Remember, I am a descendant of the Ling family, and my name is Ling Tian!"

"Three thousand years ago, you were lucky not to die!"

"Today, you threatened my Ling family member, and I will kill you here!"

"Sword and finger are one, kill!"

The last killing character fell, and Ling Tian's consciousness a little sober was swallowed by the killing intent again.

But despite this, Ling Tian still raised the combined sword. Above the blade, the fiery red light of the sword condensed in an instant. Under the infusion of the pure Yang finger energy, the shape of Hell Yanyan and Xiao Lei rose sharply again and merged into the sword. Light, amazingly let that sword light condense into a thunder sword that thunders in the sky!

What Jianfeng points to is all invincible!

Space is dying out, and Shan Lan is crying.

The wind is blowing and the air is boiling!

"kill!"

When the killing character fell, Ling Tian was in the air, and suddenly cut down the sword!

"what!!"

Yan Xiu, who was tortured by Taojing's venom, was already blind, but Ling Tian's sword and fingers were united in one, it was really ancient and terrifying, and even made him feel a trace of fear!

He wants to escape, at this moment, he just wants to survive!

He can't die!

Three thousand years ago, he used secret techniques to abolish all of his cultivation base before he escaped from Emperor Wu.

Later, Prince Rong moved him and his tribe to this Tian Jueshan, and used the secret method as a temptation to make him destroy the ancient well formation method. Now, after one year and five hundred years, he has restored his cultivation to the sixth rank. After absorbing the remaining dragon veins in this place, he can be promoted to the seventh-order monsters and revive the monster clan. How can he die willingly! ?

However, this peach jingle venom was too terrifying. He desperately expelled the poison, but the venom could not be removed at all, and it was extremely painful. It was 10,000 times more painful than the sword wound he suffered. It's not that he has lived for thousands of years, and his will is strong enough, I am afraid that he has passed out now.

However, he has already lost the ability to control his body, facing Ling Tian's sword, he can't move at all!

"Do not!"

Along with Yan Xiu's unwilling roar, Ling Tian consumed Shouyuan's sword and finger unity, and still swallowed Yan Xiu!

The powerful sword light slashed the core of Tianjue Mountain into a gap. The sword light continued to shoot hundreds of miles, and it still split the distant mountains directly!

In the sky, the billowing black clouds were all there in a flash, and a gap was cut out, and a warm sun was projected down, like a curtain of light that pierced the sky!

The astounding sword energy caused the entire Tian Jue Mountain to spend half a cup of tea amidst the tremors and humming.

Ling Tian loosened his hand, and he didn't have a trace of strength in his body. The prison fire stick and thunder sword fell from the air and fell to the ground together with Ling Tian.

The smoke dispersed, and some lava turned into magma, flowing down the mountain.

Ling Tian struggled with his neck and looked in the direction of Zhan Yanxiu. After he didn't feel Yan Xiu's breath, he smiled and relaxed.

However, at this time, he no longer had the strength of the past, and he couldn't even climb.

"kill!"

Ling Tian was still drinking, he knew that he might be dying this time, but he was still swallowed by the killing intent.

"Huh!"

Ling Tian's eyes were slowly closing, just like his sea of ​​mind, gradually being eroded and swallowed.

But at that last moment, Ling Tian seemed to see a few graceful figures descending from the sky. The next moment, when he became lighter, he immediately lost all consciousness.

In the chaos, Ling Tian seemed to fall into a sea of ​​flames.

In the sea of ​​fire, the blazing high temperature seemed to burn Ling Tian to ashes.

Ling Tian floated on the sea of ​​fire, feeling the searing pain of tearing his whole body.

He desperately wanted to struggle, but no matter what, he didn't have any strength at all.

I can only watch and feel that the boundless sea of ​​fire engulfed him a little bit.

"Finally, are you dying?"

"Ha ha...."

"Mingyue, I'm sorry, this time, I'm gagged."

Lying on the sea of ​​fire, Ling Tian thought of Qin Mingyue's voice and smile, and the faces of his mother, sister, and so many brothers and sisters, scenes and scenes, appeared before his eyes.

Perhaps this is the reappearance of the life of a dying person, right?

Ling Tian wanted to cry very much, although he was not afraid of death, but at this moment, he really couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to die.

However, he almost burned it suddenly, he had no tears, he wanted to cry without tears.

Tick!

However, at this moment, a drop of tear broke through the flames in the sky, fell from the sky and fell on Ling Tian's face.

The sudden coolness restored Ling Tian's chaotic consciousness to a brief period of clarity.

Through the raging flames of killing intent, he clearly saw two vague figures. Although he tried to open his eyes to see clearly, he was helpless.

However, he suddenly asked with a very enchanting fragrance, spreading around him, and then, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a touch of warm heat, like a hot spring, and like a piece of warm jade.

This warmth is quite cool compared to the surrounding flames.

Wow!

Immediately afterwards, the blazing flames in the chaotic world seemed to be extinguished by something first bit by bit, and bursts of coolness swept through, causing Ling Tian's body to be burned to ashes, lowering the temperature.

Therefore, Ling Tian couldn't help groaning under the two breaths of coolness and warmth.