Sword Master Ling Tian

Sure enough, the Sacred Bear King's double hammers could not completely stop Zhang Zhengxuan's sword, but they were almost cut into the void.

This made the Saint Bear King furious, and he turned the sledgehammer to kill Zhang Zhengxuan frantically, but was suppressed one after another, and gradually fell into the wind.

After the tea time, the Saint Bear Demon King's body was full of wounds torn by the sword intent, and blood was dripping.

The defeat is only a matter of time.

"Haha, Holy Bear Demon King, don't insist anymore, give up, or you will lose your life and it's not worth it."

Above the sky, Zhang Zhengxuan was holding an immortal sword, behind which there were thousands of sword shadows surrounding the phantom of the will of the immortal, just like the ancient sword fairy king.

"My holy bear clan, never admit defeat!"

How proud of the Saint Bear Demon King, he immediately urged all the blood in his body to kill him again.

"Humph!"

Zhang Zhengxuan shook his head. Originally, he wanted to use this trick when he wanted to confront Li Futu or even the Jimo Demon King. But now, he has to use it.

"Xuantian is authentic, awe-inspiring."

"A Thousand Swords volley in the sky, return to the sky!"

"dead!"

Accompanied by Zhang Zhengxuan's angry shout, with the sword in his hand as the center, thousands of sword shadows gathered on the sword body, boundless righteousness filled, blessing this sword light and cut down.

Jianmang, surpassed a thousand feet, and changed the world.

Zhanfan, Buddha, and Return to Heaven are the three swords handed down from the ancients of Xuantian's authentic sect. They are infinitely mysterious and extremely powerful.

Under a sword, the Holy Bear Demon King was directly swallowed.

After the sword energy swept across the battlefield and the dust fell, the warriors of the major races discovered that the Saint Bear Demon King had fallen from the sky.

Both of his arms were cut off by Jianguang. Although he was not dead, his cultivation was directly cut off. If he wanted to return to the peak state, I was afraid that there was no hope.

Yaozu, unexpectedly lost in this battle!

And Zhang Zhengxuan also brought the first victory to Terran!

It took a long time, until the Saint Bear Demon King fell to the ground, and there was a burst of cheers among the human race.

The seventh battle, Human Race, finally won.

Starting from the talented Yin Rourou, the human race has already risen. Although Yin Rourou was defeated, she still lifted the human breath.

"Hehe, the flesh of the holy bear clan is nothing more than that!"

Zhang Zhengxuan returned the sword into its sheath and sneered.

"Human Race, you really do not live or die!"

The one-horned fairy king didn't even look at the holy bear demon king, his eyes fixed on Zhang Zhengxuan.

The next moment, he flew directly out, floating in the center of the battlefield.

"Today, I will smash you into pieces!"

The one-horned fairy king was furious.

This time, as the leader of the monster clan, he descended into the abyss, naturally it was impossible for the dignity of the monster clan to be insulted.

But now, in the battle between the three clans, his monster clan is faintly becoming the weakest existence, how can he bear it! ?

Can't wait for the final battle, now, he must take action!

"Haha, a single player, your opponent is me, let me meet you!?"

However, Li Futu came out, hugging his shoulders and smiled.

"Junior Brother, go down and adjust your breath."

"Yeah." Zhang Zhengxuan nodded, just before the battle, he used the sword technique of returning to the sky, which was indeed very expensive.

"Brother Li, it's better than this battle, let me come!"

However, at this time, Na Jun Bufan suddenly stood up.

"You!? Hehe, can you do it!? The Demon King of the Yan-Swallowing Tiger Clan has the only origin in him."

Zhang Zhengxuan who retreated sneered.

Now, he no longer puts this Jun Bufan in his eyes.

After training to the Heavenly Sword Sword, he already had the capital to fight against his senior brother Li Futu, and the position of Dawei's third son belonged to him.

Jun Bufan ignored Zhang Zhengxuan's sneer and looked at Li Futu.

He naturally has his own abacus. In this battle, he faces a single player. With all his strength, he may not be invincible. After that, Li Futu will inevitably fight Jimo.

Jimo is the most terrifying of these people, and when the time comes, the two will suffer both losses, and it will be the best.

Li Futu frowned. It didn't matter who he beat.

It's just that I'm getting more and more bored of Jun Bufan's arbitrary commanding actions.

Just about to respond, Jimo's laughter suddenly sounded.

"Hey, don't be modest, ten rounds of challenge, I can't wait, why don't you come together!"

The voice fell, and the Jimo Demon appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Behind him, followed the skinny Demon King.

"My patience has really been exhausted by you!"

"In this way, we two demon kings, against all of you!"

"Whether it is the Demon King or the Immortal King of Human Race, whoever wants to come, let's do it together!"

"I'm Jimo and Hunk, take them all!"

"how is it!?"

That Jimo sneered, and his voice rolled like thunder, resounding in the abyss of no return.

Not only that, at this time Jimo, the devilish energy in his body gradually diffused, and the terrifying coercion even caused the unicorn demon king and Li Futu to change their faces!

There was a feeling that I couldn't breathe.

This Jimo is so arrogant that he wants to challenge the powers of all ethnic groups! ?

"Hmph, brother, since this Jimo Demon King is so arrogant, then we will complete him, go together, don't believe it, you can't kill him!"

Zhang Zhengxuan swallowed a bottle of pill and flew back again.

But Jun Bufan also winked at the Chonglou disciple behind him, and the four Tianjiao also stepped forward.

The unicorn demon king's pupils shrank, and he waved his big hand. Behind him, two demon kings with top immortal kings' combat power flew up.

A group of strong men tacitly surrounded Jimo and Hunya, obviously, they wanted to join forces.

Although the demons are very strong in stepping on the human race, they all know that the real threat is not the opponent, but the dark demons.

If this Jimo is killed, the points here are all theirs. Human race and monster race, it will be fine when the time comes.

"Haha, great, you guys are really obedient!"

"Come on, if you have any means, just show it, let me see, what kind of confidence do you have, dare to come here and not return to the abyss!"

Jimo sneered again and again, but his voice suddenly became sharp. There was a huge black magic wing behind him, suddenly blooming, the devilish energy rolled, and it rushed away.

Not only that, all the powerhouses suddenly discovered that the surrounding sky was completely dimmed, as if within a thousand miles, they had become the realm of Jimo!

The gestures, even the movement of the breath, became more sluggish than before.

"This, is it possible that it is the Demon Realm that can only be used by the Dark Demon Race Demon Venerable!?"

In this dim sky, all the strong are discolored.

Even the Li Futu and the Unicorn Immortal King are so cold and gloomy as water!

Who could have imagined that this Jimo could perform magical powers similar to half of the Demon Realm!

And these supernatural powers can only be used by the Demon Venerable of the Demon Race, and the Demon Venerable is equivalent to the Immortal Venerable Human Race.

How can this be the enemy?

But at this time, far above the mountain wall, don't let the Ling Tian shrouded in this demon realm, but with a sneer, slowly shook his head.

"It's just imitating the realm with the formation... it's still weak!"