Sword Master Ling Tian

Ji Tie cannot be blamed for being surprised, the largest tribe directly bordering Lingnan in the Shiwan Mang Mountain is ridiculous. This tribe has dominated this place for thousands of years, and informed the northern part of Shiwan Mang Mountain with a radius of 100,000 miles.

The ridiculous tribe is one of the five golden families of the barbarians, with noble blood, and can be called the king of the barbarians.

This Ao Jie has become famous at a young age, and he has become a high-rank barbarian at a young age.

The tyrannical combat power once smashed several of the Martial Artists in the Southern Tang Frontier Army, and shocked Lingnan.

Moreover, even though Aojie is the youngest son of the Barbarian King, he is expected to be a favorable competitor for the next Barbarian King because of the purity of his golden blood.

The respect of its status is self-evident.

No one thought that the little prince of the strange tribe would be in the middle army of the Uighur tribe!

Who can fight him this time?

Photographed in Aojie's soaring blood and evil spirit, the brutal demon and Lingnan sect who were fighting on the battlefield all withdrew and gave the battlefield to the two people on the sky.

Now, it is them who can really decide this battle.

"Sister! That Aojie actually arrived, it's broken now!"

Qin Shaoyang raised his double mace and frowned.

Qin Mingyue's white clothes Sheng Xue beside her, holding Yueqin, also looked worried at this time.

"No, quickly send a message to Dad, the strange prince comes to Tianhe Mountain, let him quickly support!"

No one knows the tyranny of the strange tribe better than Lingnan City Lord's Mansion.

When Aojie was a middle-ranked barbarian, he had fought against Yunyang, the elder son of the Yunhou Mansion, although Aojie was defeated.

But Yun Yang, the eldest son of the Yunhou Mansion, possesses a seventh-rank clouded leopard martial arts spirit, and is a tianjiao noble man who cultivates top martial arts!

There are too many powerful souls in the City Lord's Mansion who died in the hands of Aojie.

The royal court of the Southern Tang Dynasty even issued a reward for killing Ao Jie, who can grant military titles to generals and command tens of thousands of troops.

Although she knew that Ling Tian was strong, but at this time, it was impossible to defeat Aojie.

This is the gap between hard power and cultivation level, which cannot be made up with martial skills and talent.

However, at this time, Aojie had already flown into the sky and appeared opposite Ling Tian.

The murderous intent was rolling on it, as if burning and boiling, looking at the opposite Ling Tian, ​​killing intent was awe-inspiring.

For a long time, he hadn't met a younger generation of Human Race, it was worth his shot.

Being defeated by the first son of Yunhou Mansion that year was a stain he would never get rid of. When I met Ling Tian this time, the blood in his body started to get excited.

Now, the human race in front of him, Mie Feng Tuo Zhan Chong Xue, was worthy of his killing.

And for the majesty of the barbarians, this person must die!

"Yes, you are pretty strong. But your performance ends here. I will use your blood to wash everything away!"

Looking at Ling Tian in the distance, Aojie sneered.

Although Ling Tian strongly killed Scarlet Blood, in his heart, Ling Tian was not his opponent.

What's more, Ling Tian has already fought once. The loss of vitality must be huge.

"I'm tired of this kind of work! If you want to kill me, use all your strength and try it."

Beyond Aojie's expectation, Ling Tian was surprisingly calm.

But in the words, still awkward.

"Just rely on you? It's not worthy of my full strength, can you take my three tricks and talk big!"

Aojie Yangtian sneered, and shook his head. He slowly raised the halberd in his hand and pointed at Ling Tian.

"If you don't die after three strokes, then I will give you a chance to really fight with me!"

Arrogant!

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If Ling Tian was inexplicably arrogant, then Aojie was the arrogance that went to his bones. Even if Ling Tian is now in full swing, in his eyes, it is still not worth mentioning.

The entire Tianhe Mountain battlefield was quiet.

No warrior of the Lingnan Zong League laughed at Aojie's arrogance.

Just because he is the Aojie prince of golden blood, he has arrogant capital.

"Really? That's the case, I am also a little interested..." Ling Tian smiled slightly, without making any movements, but the hand holding Yunchan's gun was suddenly tight.

He knew that the real decisive battle was here.

"I hope you can still be so arrogant when I stepped on it!"

When Aojie's words fell, he stretched out a palm and took photos at will.

A seemingly unremarkable palm, but after the shot was taken, a horrible breath broke out in an instant.

Above the clouds, a burst of blue mist was rolled up for no reason, and then a huge palm was condensed out of thin air, exuding a fierce breath.

This palm is amazingly blessed with martial skills!

When this giant palm appeared out of thin air, the complexion of many people on the battlefield of Tianhe Mountain changed drastically.

Aojie can perform martial arts!

The barbarians are inherently powerful, but now with the increase in martial skills, the power of this palm can be imagined!

Although I don't know what rank this palm technique is, looking at the aura contained in his palm is really amazing.

Under the coercion of the cyan palm, the warriors below Piquan shuddered with fear in their hearts for no reason.

Ling Tian's pupils shrank abruptly, and Yun Shangqiang directly cut it down without hesitation in his hand.

"Thunder and heaven!"

Thunder Sword Sutra's second ultimate move, under full urging, thunder light bloomed.

A hundred-zhang sword glow, wrapped in thunder light, immediately slammed into that giant palm.

"Boom!"

The space trembled, and the air flow shook and scattered.

For the first time, the two attacks were deadlocked in mid-air.

But just a moment later, the sword aura that was shining with thunder was destroyed by the giant palm and collapsed in the air.

Ling Tian's face changed slightly, and he took out a profound weapon shield from the ring and blocked it above his head, resisting the palm light that was suddenly depressed.

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, the green palms collapsed and the shield shattered.

Ling Tian's figure burst back, almost falling from the sky.

And his face also turned pale, without any blood.

"It's too weak. The general just used less than 30% of his power. Are you so vulnerable?"

In the sky, Ao Jieang stood still, smiling, looking down at Ling Tian, ​​like a king.

Less than 30%?

Aojie's arrogant words immediately shocked the entire Lingnan sect.

It took only 30% of his strength to make Ling Tian, ​​who had just nailed the Scarlet Blood, been so embarrassed, he was shaken back!

This barbaric race of golden blood is so terrifying.

Or, Ling Tian's power really borrowed external force, and now it has become ordinary!

At this moment, Ling Tian underneath also had a solemn expression. This Ao Jie was worthy of a golden bloodline, much stronger than he had imagined.

Although Jinglei Kaitian didn't have knots and pure Yang fingers, with his current vitality and Yunshang Spear, his power nearly doubled, but he was shattered by the palm of the opponent.

Yu Wei couldn't even take the high-grade profound weapon shield.

"It's boring, it's boring. You're not as good as Yun Yang, I don't want to play anymore, this half of the power will kill you!"