Sword Master Ling Tian

Li Futu's pressure disappeared, but he fell straight to the ground.

He frowned, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could come to save him now.

Could it be that the first one of Wei's nine sons is Yin Mo sorrow! ?

No, with the incompatible status of Xuantian Demon Valley and Xuantian Sect, there is absolutely no possibility to save him.

Is it possible that the seniors of the human race descended! ?

However, the senior leaders of the major ethnic groups have jointly agreed that they can only allow the younger generation to enter the Tianfeng battlefield, otherwise they will jointly kill.

However, before that Li Futu fell to the ground, a pair of big hands appeared on his shoulders and helped him up.

A bottle of pill was poured directly into Li Futu's mouth, and a hundred thousand sword shadows also wiped out the dark demon aura in Li Futu's body in an instant, repairing the wounds in his body.

"Rourou, take care of him."

A voice sounded from behind Li Futu, making Li Futu very strange.

"Good, good!"

Yin Rourou also slowed down at this time and took Li Futu over from Ling Tian's hands.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are finally here, if not, I really will die!"

"Woohoo."

Yin Rourou hugged Li Futu's generous shoulders and suddenly burst into tears.

"Don't cry, you will be all right with me."

Ling Tian turned around, holding the Jimo Heavenly Demon Spear in his hand.

"Who are you!?"

Then Jimo said in anger.

At this time, he had never seen this human warrior with silver hair flying in Tsing Yi.

Not only that, this guy turned out to be nothing but a fairy monarch's cultivation base!

It's not the predecessor, or even, has not reached the realm of the fairy king.

Who are these human races! ?

"Chu Kingdom Lingtian, among the Dark Demon Race, you should have heard of my name."

Ling Tian smiled faintly.

"What, you are that Chu Lingtian!?"

Sure enough, when Ling Tian finished speaking, Jimo was shocked in his heart and exclaimed, "Once you were in Chu Kingdom, you led the human race to kill the millions of my dark demons, and you killed my dark demons back and forth. Clan Number Five Demon King!?"

"It's me!"

Ling Tian nodded.

Those things, some time has passed.

But this Jimo really knew it, and it seemed that his name in the Dark Demon Race was really not small.

However, the name Chu Lingtian fell in the ears of the human race, but it represented another meaning.

In that legend, the existence of rising in the Kingdom of Chu, sweeping across the Kingdom of Zhao, and then slaying several top immortal kings in the Dajin Dynasty, in the Great Wei Dynasty, already has the reputation of Noda, almost everyone knows, no one knows.

Moreover, in this Tianfeng battlefield, there have been countless ‘Ling Tian’s, but they are all imposters and bandits who hunt and kill human warriors, making everyone hate.

But never thought that now in front of this Jimo Demon King, another Ling Tian appeared! ?

Could it be that he is really a Ling Tian of Chu Kingdom! ?

I have never heard that Lingtian of Chu Kingdom is coming to Dawei.

"Hmph, who should I be? It turns out that you are the Lingtian, so good. You are a must-slay existence in my dark demons. Today, even though you used secret methods to break my domain power , But I don’t want to leave, your life, I want it!"

When the voice fell, Jimo's pupils shrank. Of course, he knew the truth about Ye Changmeng. Although he couldn't tolerate too much words, he stretched out his hands, the endless demonic energy surged, and on the sky, there was a giant devil's palm manifested and photographed.

The target is surprisingly the three Ling Tian.

Jimo's palm was particularly terrifying, he could see that this Ling Tian was no small thing.

The combat power is absolutely above that of Li Futu.

Therefore, although his palm has never used weapons, it is indeed much more powerful than before.

But right now, a crowd of human races discovered that the blue-robed warrior in front of him carried his hands on his back and slowly raised his head. The dark eyes looked at the devil's palm, his complexion was calm, there was no fear or fear, only a hint of confidence filled his chest.

Yes, it is self-confidence!

Although Jimo is strong, he hasn't paid attention to it yet.

The devil's palm fell down in an instant, but Ling Tian under his palm seemed to be shocked by this shocking blow, and he did not react at all.

Countless imprisoned dark demon warriors sneered, human race warriors sighed, and they all believed that under this palm, he would die in the sky.

But at this moment, the abnormal change came to the fore!

Ling Tian calmly looked at the devil palm, stepped forward with his foot, grasped his fist, raised his head, bent his arms, and blasted out!

Without accelerating the accumulating action at all, I just understated standing in the void, hitting it with a punch, and slapped it down.

Not many warriors expected a bang, and then the tragic scene of physical collapse and flesh and blood flying across, that Jimo's devil, under the attention of countless warriors, from the junction, silently shattered, and quickly collapsed and disappeared. .

Qingshan Lingtian's complexion was calm, never showing the slightest strangeness from beginning to end. He burst through his clutches, and when he carried his hands, his robe sleeves waved, and the void suddenly gave birth to a majestic and irresistible force, sending the soft and severely injured Li Futu far away. Return to the human race.

Move under your feet, walk in the void.

Between breathing, it seems to shrink to an inch, almost to the extreme!

In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian appeared above the sky, level with that Jimo.

This demon is not enough to make him look up.

Ling Tian's casual blow easily resolved the palm of Jimo, and it was unexpectedly unexpected by all the martial artists. The entire non-returning abyss suddenly lost its voice, and the next moment the hustle and bustle rose sharply.

"Is this Chu Lingtian's combat power!?"

"It can resist the palm of the Jimo Demon King, it turned out to be just a fairy, the legendary Ling Tian is really too tyrannical!"

"Such a master must be the real Chu Kingdom Lingtian, this Lingtian is even more powerful than Li Futu!"

"It must be so!"

Seeing Ling Tian so brave, the morale of the human race suddenly rose again. From Ling Tian, ​​they saw a glimmer of long-lost hope.

"Kill Jimo!"

"Maintain the majesty of my human race!"

"Ling Tian will win!"

Hearing howling and roaring in his ears, Jimo Demon King Gusao's face was slightly cold, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy. Outsiders can see that the palm is sent casually, which is nothing, but this demon knows in his heart that he has already possessed ten percent of his power in just one blow. This Terran warrior can easily take it. Obviously, it is not easy to cultivate. .

Human Race Ling Tian does have some ways.

"No, you are still too weak to be worth my shot."

However, Ling Tian above the sky still shook his head. At this time, his body was too strong. Even under Qinglong's hand, he could press this Jimo Devil to death with just one finger.

However, such a simple bombardment of Jimo will inevitably expose too much of his own combat power. It will be troublesome for the subsequent reunion with Qin Mingyue. Therefore, Ling Tian's body surface, the blue light surges, and the clone replaces the main body. The silver hair is also slowly turning dark blue.

To deal with this Jimo, using today's clone is just enough.

"Oh, maybe you need this gun, give it to you, and then try again!?"

Ling Tian threw the Heavenly Demon Spear in his hand.

Return the weapon! ?

This scene surprised all the warriors.