Sword Master Ling Tian

"How is it possible, this kid is even more tyrannical than three days ago." In the Demon Sect camp, Lao Li Wuxin on the Tiansha Gate looked at the figure in the distance, shocked in his heart.

Even tonight, the red blood is here.

This is simply a monster!

"You are Ziyun Sect Lingtian?"

Scarlet blood was on top of the barbarian army, asked distantly.

Flicking the iron wings behind his back, his face was covered by the armor, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed.

The figure didn't speak, but faintly looked down at everything in front of him, like a fairy.

Just when everyone looked at the person in the sky, wondering why Ling Tian didn't speak.

The figure's eyes flicked, and the eyes exploded, with blood on the gun fingers, and the sound of thunderous voice.

"Crimson Blood, get out and die!"

Snapped!

The white figure was deaf and deafened and resounded through the battlefield of Tianhe Mountain, like a loud slap in the face, which slammed on the face of Scarlet Blood, the leader of the Uighur tribe.

Scarlet blood, rolled up and died.

These words containing the meaning of the sword were deafening, reverberating, and shocked and shocked.

Scarlet blood, how strong is it?

He is the leader of the fifth-class barbarian tribe, a high-level demons, and a powerful bloodline.

Fighting power, enough to suppress Tapir Tuo.

Situ Fan once discussed with him, and he lost within three moves.

Although not unmatched under the golden body, among the barbarians, they swept all the way and took the position of leader.

Prestigious.

High above, admired by the barbarians, no one has dared to scold him so much.

Not to mention, Terran.

Especially these words come from such a young junior!

Who can think of it.

This handsome, thin-looking figure has such an arrogant side.

Above the barbarian army, the face of the scarlet blood covered by the blue armor turned black on the spot, and the barbarians of the Uyghur tribe below were trembling with anger and roared.

A little human race, dare to offend the majesty of the barbarian in this way.

In a chariot in the center of the army, a blood armor general swallowed a sip of strong wine, but the corner of his mouth slowly bends.

...

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Scarlet Blood smiled back in anger, his wings suddenly shook, and the cold light burst in his cold eyes, he removed a **** gold stick from his waist, and flew towards Ling Tian with a flash.

"Lingnan, no one dares to treat me like this. You are the first and last! Arrogance? Today, I want to break all the bones in your body!"

The voice of scarlet blood was like a roar of a wild beast, word by word, bloodthirsty and terror.

The killing intent spread all over his body, surging out, and the entire Tianhe Mountain battlefield was shrouded in this cold intent.

"Hehe, Scarlet Blood is really angry!"

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"Lingnan's Zhengdao Zongmen is like that, it's so stupid, I don't even know how to die!"

"Yes, I really thought that after killing Situ Fan of Thousand Demon Sect, he would be invincible?"

The Demon Dao sects talked a lot, and in their words, they already regarded Ling Tian as a dead person.

As for the words of revenge three days ago, today when the blood comes, it is like a joke.

At this moment, the blood of killing intent was already not far in front of Ling Tian.

"I will make you regret standing in front of me, and regret coming to this world even more."

Ling Tian's expression was stern, and he didn't say a word, but the Yunchan spear in his hand pointed at Scarlet Blood.

Yun Shang bathed in purple thunder, shaking under the sword intent.

Guns are heavy weapons!

"Very good, let's see how I can destroy you at will!"

Huh!

The voice of scarlet blood fell, and he stepped out in the air, and his whole body was rushing more powerfully than Tapir Tuo.

Under the panic-savage power, the killing intent surged and hit everyone's hearts.

As the Scarlet Blood approached a little bit, the killing intent rushed towards Ling Tian accompanied by a wave of air, and the closer it got, the more terror.

Under the coercion of the scarlet blood, there was no wave on Ling Tian's face, and he still looked at the opponent indifferently.

Seeing this, Chixue's heart was even more sneered, and he didn't know when he died, and I'll see if you can laugh later.

"dead!"

The scarlet blood twitched the visor on his face, shouting ferociously, and the barbaric power in his body surged, like a giant beast, and his body shook in a blue cyclone.

The terrifying killing was accompanied by a surge of power to the left hand, forming a huge wave of air, which suddenly blasted out, and it was a fist that slammed at Ling Tian.

The barbarians lack the power of their spirituality and rarely practice any martial arts, but their pure power alone is enough to suppress one party.

As soon as he saw, the black fist shadow was about to fall completely.

Ling Tian still hadn't moved, letting the terrifying shadow of the boxing suppress it.

"Haha, this kid was frightened and silly, waiting to die!"

"Just waiting for death!"

There are also doubts in everyone's hearts.

Even the Bai Zhi Ji Tie and others who followed from the rear screamed in exclamation.

If it was a war, Ling Tian would fall first, and the mountain would be completely over that day.

But at this moment, Ling Tian made a move that no one thought of, and the Yunchan spear turned into a shocking rainbow, straddling his waist.

"Om!"

The right hand that was free came out suddenly shook, and both pointed to the sky. In a flash, a whirlpool violent between the fingers.

The wings shook sharply, and Ling Tian rushed over.

Pure yang finger, one heavy single finger!

The cyclone sucked wildly, and Zi Ting gushed.

Ling Tian followed Chun Yang's fingers, and when the fist shadow was about to drop, he suddenly clicked on it.

Suddenly!

The purple light skyrocketed, and the energy like a volcanic eruption surged out behind the fingers.

"Boom!"

One punch and one finger.

There was a crash in the air, a loud noise erupted, and it burst in an instant.

The aftermath surged, Ling Tian dressed in white, flew back, grinning.

The punch that Scarlet Blood swore to kill was actually cracked by Ling Tian with one finger!

"Haha, but if so!"

With a chuckle, Ling Tian finally had an expression on his face.