Sword Master Ling Tian

At this moment, Bai Yu was like a transformation!

"Xianbei is invincible!"

At this moment, the Hungarian warriors, who were constantly pouring in from the mountains, knelt to the ground one by one, kowtowing towards the figure of Bai Yu. The gaze reveals the color of admiration and awe.

Decisive battle, the unique natural ability of the Hungarians.

But among them, the battle of the eight tribes was the most serious.

Although the Xianbei Battle Decisive is ranked eighth among the eight battle decisive battles, and the worst increase, it is still an extremely rare ability. It can instantly enter a decisive state at a critical moment, attack and defense skyrocket, and is not afraid of death.

Of course, the most critical point is that you can maintain your sanity after performing the battle, and will only be weak for a few days afterwards, without any side effects.

Therefore, the battle, especially the top battle of the eight tribes. It has always been a dream ability for all the Hungarians.

"Hi, Xianbei will fight!"

Pei Tianqing exclaimed, his eyes rounded.

His eyes were full of coldness.

Ling Tian also frowned slightly.

The theory of the Huns fighting decisively.

He had understood something four days ago.

But now I am proud to see Bai Yu perform the so-called Xianbei battle.

It was also quite surprised.

Is this the real Hungarian battle?

It seems that it is much more powerful than that of the human race.

Ling Tian could feel that what this battle decisively improved was not only the physical strength of the Huns, but also the strange aura in the body.

Although the breath is similar to the human vitality, the essence is quite different.

But in short, this battle is really very similar to the mechanism of the Dragon Phoenix Supreme Battle.

After performing the battle, Bai Yu finally allowed Ling Tian to look squarely.

With a loud shout, Bai Yu didn't care at all, and directly held the moon-covered long knife in his hand, and then rushed towards him, turning out to be an unending grim expression.

Those Hungarian warriors who were crawling on the ground, raising their pitch-black heads, couldn't help but sneer, just want to see the scene of the human being killed and flying across.

"Go away, leave me alone!"

Behind Ling Tian, ​​Pei Tianqing roared anxiously.

He felt that he had no friendship with Ling Tian, ​​and it was not worth Ling Tian to commit danger for him.

"Little brother Pei, don't panic, I definitely won't abandon my human general!"

Ling Tian sneered, and the vitality of his whole body was also burning in an instant.

Not only that, among the blood in his body, the Dragon Sovereign Secret Art was activated instantly.

At this moment, the vitality energy and the power of blood are violently merged.

The momentum is also displayed in an instant!

Ling Tian was also a roar that exploded in an instant, sweeping away. At the same time, a tyrannical and tyrannical aura rose into the sky, attracting the eyes of countless Hungarian fighters, revealing a shocking color.

At this moment, Ling Tian's eyes had also turned into blood-red color, with white hair flying in the wind, blooming with silver light, and crimson flames, like a battle armor, enveloping him.

The ferocious dragon head and the sturdy dragon tail phantom made Ling Tian look like a flame demon.

The tyrannical trend is generated instantly.

Ling Tian's changes at the moment fell into the eyes of the Hungarian fighters, and they immediately made their eyelids jump!

Fight!

What this Terran shows, it seems that it is also the Hungarian battle!

"Impossible, how does the power of this battle seem to be stronger than the little prince's Xianbei battle!"

"Is it difficult, is it one of the eight battles!"

"Absolutely not, there is absolutely no such shape in the eight battles!"

"This guy is a human race, not a Hungarian, he did not use eight battles!"

At this moment, the powerful Xianbei tribe warriors were all dumbfounded.

He was completely shocked by the Dragon Emperor Supreme Art that Ling Tian suddenly displayed.

At this time, Ling Tian's eyes were blood red, and a wave of fierce and surging power gushed from the limbs and corpses, converging into the frantic movement of the meridians, and the cold, tyrannical trend lingered around the body.

Even today's Ling Tian couldn't help but clenched his fists, enjoying the feeling of being flooded with power.

This feeling is too comfortable.

So that he didn't use the Dragon Sovereign Supreme Art, Ling Tian was almost unsteady. Fall into it.

After the beginning of the movement, Ling Tian's sea of ​​Yi, instantly regained its clarity.

Looking at Bai Yu who was shocked in the **** eyes in front of him, Ling Tian sneered in his heart, stepped forward and lifted the Hellfire Cudgel, and then blasted out directly.

boom!

When the stick fell, Bai Yu raised his knife to block, his face suddenly turned pale in the loud noise, and then his figure retreated violently, his eyes revealed amazement.

The combat power that Ling Tian showed at this moment completely suppressed him. This discovery made Bai Yu extremely furious.

He is a magnificent little prince of the Xianbei tribe, a noble of the Hungarian tribe. After performing one of the eight battles, he is now actually crushed by an unknown human race. This makes Bai Yu feel endless rage in his heart, so he roared at this moment. The figure instantly turned into a black figure and rushed towards Ling Tian again.

Both of them showed crazy fighting spirit, their gestures were powerful and unparalleled. At this moment, they brazenly fought into a group, fighting fiercely, without leaving any hands, and violent and dissipating energy only lifted the Feiyan Mountain and lifted off the sand. Yin and wind are everywhere.

Those Huns who were still hunting down the soldiers who participated in the human race all over the mountains and plains looked at the direction of the two battles with horror. For a while, they were a little sluggish.

Such a fierce battle instantly shook the two sides of countless people watching the battle. At this moment, their eyes were fixed on the battlefield of the two, and they couldn't help but swallow secretly. If you change them up, I'm afraid they will be strangled instantly by the strength of the vertical and horizontal relationship between the two, and their body and spirit will be destroyed.

A loud noise suddenly erupted in the battlefield, and then the evenly matched situation instantly collapsed. Ling Tian's face was indifferent and punched straight into Bai Yu's chest, and suddenly there was the sound of the dense and numbing scalp bone fragments coming out of it.

puff!

Blood spurted out, even mixed with visceral fragments, and Bai Yu's body had been completely damaged with just one punch.

But at this moment, the murderous intent in Ling Tian's heart was surging, and he didn't mean to stop at the slightest. A punch that hadn't turned around meant that he stretched his four fingers together like a knife, sliding down like a blade.

How powerful Ling Tian's body was, and its sharpness was almost close to that of a divine weapon, which was shocking. Bai Yu's body was forcibly torn apart, and one arm and half of the pitch-black flesh wing were cut off on the spot.

The sound of miserable howling came out from his mouth instantly, an unprecedented fear filled Bai Yu's heart. He never thought that, as one of the eight tribes of the Hungarian tribe, the Xianbei tribe, the little prince of the tribe, would actually end up like this one day.

Moreover, from Ling Tian's indifferent and temperatureless eyes swelling, all he felt was pure murder.

This human race, want to kill him!

"No, I am the noble little prince of the Hungarian Xianbei, how can I die at the hands of your filthy human race!"

Bai Yu dragged his remaining body and struggled to retreat, but his wings were shattered under the heavy damage, which made him slow down naturally, and it was too late to escape right now.