Sword Master Ling Tian

Above the Dragon Palace, Ling Tian and the Lord of the Evil Dragon, relying on their respective strengths and immortal soldiers, kept blasting each other. There is no extra skill, the competition is entirely the strength of their respective physical bodies and weapons.

The Lord of the Dragon, who had already reached the pinnacle of his physical body, and Ling Tian, ​​who had invincible weapons, had no reservations.

However, in such a confrontation, it can be clearly seen that the Lord of the Dragon has the upper hand firmly. His superiority in realm, the incomparable physical strength, is after all much stronger than Ling Tian, ​​who has never achieved a dragon blood domineering body.

"No, still no, if this continues, Brother Ling Tian will still lose!"

Seeing Ling Yun's momentum gradually weakened, Long Xuan, who was hiding next to Fengtian Bell, couldn't help muttering.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, since the descendants of my Ling family have arrived, the evil dragon will die today!"

However, within Fengtian Bell, a chuckle suddenly sounded.

The scared Long Xuan was shocked.

"who are you!?"

Looking at Fengtian Bell behind him, Long Xuan was surprised.

This sound is so strange, is it the spirit of Fengtianzhong?

No, this guy said Ling Tian is a descendant of his Ling family?

Terran! ?

"Hey, if you want to know who I am, you can quickly remove this heavenly clock! I'm suffocating me to death!"

The voice in Fengtianzhong said anxiously: "You are the Dragon Clan. I know the treasure that controls this Fengtian Bell. Only your Dragon Clan can use it. I tell you, you take this treasure!"

"No, no!"

Unexpectedly, Long Xuan's eyes turned, and he shook his head: "Before Ling Tian killed the lord of the evil dragon, I would never move this Fengtian clock. Who knows if you are an enemy or a friend? Come and lie to me!"

"Damn, you stupid dragon!"

...

Click!

Above the sky, there was a sudden thunder.

Ling Tian was finally shaken by a shot from the Lord of the Dragon.

"Is it just that level? I haven't used my full strength yet!"

The lord of the evil dragon rose into the air, and the dark aura that enveloped him, under the continuous injection of power, majestic and domineering, extremely magnificent. Condescendingly, looking down on Ling Tian, ​​he sneered.

"Ahem..."

At this time, Ling Tian's physical body had broken in many places.

In terms of physical energy and energy, his disadvantage is too great. If it hadn't been for the Dragon Phoenix Supreme Jue and the Dragon Abyss Sword, his physical body would have been shattered and defeated.

However, this unprecedented fighting intensity made Ling Tian's whole body tremble with excitement, Qi Haixing River continuously supplied energy, making his cultivation and physical body more pure and compact.

He can still fight, even to the last minute.

He will not easily use the power of others.

"Come again!"

Ling Tianqing stood up again with Da Li.

"Oh? Still not convinced?!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the evil dragon lord, and he raised his hand and slapped it with the vast dragon power that enveloped him. Suddenly condensed into a huge storm giant palm, and the ferocious dragon's breath flame flickered in the storm, which fell down and swallowed Ling Tian in the blink of an eye.

Under this terrifying offensive, Ling Tian was swept like a leaf.

It's not over yet!

Seeing a sharp cold light flashing in the eyes of the evil dragon lord, his big hand suddenly clenched, and the pitch black storm that engulfed Ling Tian suddenly. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the madness was condensed, and the violent strangulation power squeezed towards Ling Tian.

This is completely the ultimate manipulation of the world's energy, and the wave of hands, after all, gathers the general momentum, which is more powerful than the quasi-xianshu.

The Lord of the Evil Dragon would put Ling Tian to death in such a nearly crushing manner.

Coming to tell all the creatures in the Dragon Realm that those who dare to resist him will only have such consequences.

boom!

Seeing the flame storm mixed with the terrifying black dragon's breath, it shrank by half in the blink of an eye. Even the powerhouse of the Sanxian Consummation Realm can only wait to die in this storm.

There were a lot of sighs from outside the Dragon Palace, Ling Tian was still weaker after all.

A group of dragons seemed to be able to hear the sound of broken bones in the Ling Tian squeezed by the flame storm. I was afraid it was quite painful, and I shudder when I think about it.

"what?"

But at this moment, the eyes of the dragon races flashed with surprise, and it seemed that something was wrong. Listening attentively, he saw the dragon's breath storm that was constantly squeezing and condensing, and there appeared a trace of winding cracks, and the dazzling and sharp sword light could vaguely be seen in the cracks.

Just now, it's not the sound of broken bones, but the cracking sound of the storm!

Just when the dragons were slightly puzzled, the tiny cracks on the storm's surface suddenly became larger. There was an unknowingly buzzing sword chant, which came out in the flame storm, like a fairy sound, deafening.

In the next moment, a thousand sword lights suddenly raged out of the storm!

boom!

In the next moment, Qiandao Jianmang completely broke free from the storm. In an instant, the flame storm containing the breath of the black dragon burst open. A magnificent sword formation appeared on the Dragon Palace, with the brilliant sword light, and the dragons dazzled.

In the array, Ling Tian was covered in golden glow, but let the aftermath of the dragon's breath storm hit at will, standing still and unharmed in the slightest.

The face of the evil dragon lord suddenly sank, and the dragon's breath storm exploded in all directions. Re-condensed into a torrent of offensive, wave after wave, constantly rushing towards the sword formation.

Hum! Hum!

Allowing this vast torrent to impact, the sword formation guarding Ling Tian's body, among the soaring up and down, the humming ceaselessly, thousands of swords condensed into a sky-filled array of light. With a fierce edge, the dragon's breath storm that is constantly impacting is smashed into pieces.

"Block it!"

"How did this guy do it?"

One after another, his eyes fell on Ling Tian, ​​and his eyes were full of shock. The terrifying offensive of the Lord of the Dragon was actually blocked by Ling Tian.

Not only that, but it seemed that he was unharmed, far from the embarrassment and embarrassment that everyone imagined.

The last time Ling Tian used the Thousand Sword Array, he still fought against the Demon Witch Clan army in the East China Sea of ​​Dahuang Prefecture.

Now, Ling Tian used his physical energy to mobilize the Thousand Sword Formation, capable of offensive and defensive, even if it was a Dragon's Breath Storm, he couldn't think of anything.

At the very least, with the power of this sword formation, Ling Tian could be much more comfortable.

"I see how long you can last!"

The icy look of the evil dragon lord flashed a trace of impatientness, and after several trials, he couldn't break through the blockade of the Thousand Sword Formation, and suddenly became a little impatient.

"Destroy the Dragon Spear, break it to me!!"

The Lord of the evil dragon looked extremely cold, and he saw him madly urging the dragon's power all over his body. The endless power and the fire of the dark dragon's breath were condensed in his dragon spear. With the power of ruining the sky, the thorn fell crazily, and the spear's sharp edge seemed to be able to pierce all obstacles.

broken!

With a violent shout, the Dragon Spear carried the mighty coercion that day, and the speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it reached the Qianjian formation.