Sword Master Ling Tian

But even so, the two people just hit a tie.

It was just an initial trial, but the result was that Haotian's face flushed.

The Vientiane swordsmanship he showed for the first time did not make any contribution.

His big hand shattered the remaining Dao Chong sword power, but Ling Tian's sword light had fallen, which meant that in the first encounter between the two of them, he was still down.

Just like when Ling Tian had just returned to the Haotian Realm.

However, the confrontation between the two powerful martial emperors still caused the other martial artists and the emperor to suffer.

The entire Taihang Mountain of 100,000 miles was torn apart by these two swordsmanships.

If the distance is not far enough, I am afraid that just a sword might be able to kill them.

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"Haha, Haotian, you and me are in a battle outside the world, whoever can survive will be in charge of this world!

"I wait for you!"

Ling Tian chuckled and disappeared in place.

"Oh, I'm afraid you won't succeed!?"

Haotian also disappeared.

At this time, the battlefield of Taihang Mountain was left to Ling Xiaoer and other Emperor Wu.

This 100,000-mile radius is a battlefield left for them.

Ao Qingchen was seriously injured, and the dark demon clan and the mysterious demon were sitting in town.

"Hehe, then I will take this opportunity to kill you all at once!"

Xuan Mo sneered, he turned around and glanced at the Xuan Mo Emperor's Palace, and then killed him towards Ling Xiao'er.

In fact, as the main battlefield this time, how could his Dark Demon Clan press Bao on Haotian.

The one standing behind him, but Demon Venerable, he still had no means to deal with Ling Tian.

"Kill it, it's best if you and Vast Sky are both defeated. At that time, this Vast Sky Realm will belong to my Dark Demon Race!"

Suddenly, on the Taihang Mountain, the war spirit rushed into the sky.

The war broke out directly, and tens of millions of warriors fought in blood on the Taihang Mountains.

Regardless of the outcome of the Taihang Mountain battle, it will be recorded in the annals of history.

Praised by posterity.

Fighting for the human race, regaining the Hua-Xia Mountains and rivers, and for this day, the human race has been waiting for thousands of years.

Now they are fighting for the day!

The Qizhou warriors who watched the battle around the Taihang Mountains were also horrified.

It is because the momentum of this unusual battle is really too terrifying.

The holy mountain Taihang was ravaged by so many emperors and powerful men, but within half a cup of tea, there was no complete mountain.

The sky is full of fissures ruthlessly torn apart by supernatural powers, like wounds.

Within a hundred thousand miles of space, the laws are chaotic and the space collapses.

The warriors who watched the battle almost unanimously retreated one after another.

The scale of this battle is unprecedented.

They also had to avoid danger.

Of course, it was Ling Tian and Vast Sky Emperor Wu that really determined the victory or defeat of this battle.

Haotianjie Tianwai.

With the stars above Ling Tian's head, the sword condenses with seven thunders.

Seeing that Haotian's figure also manifested in the sky, Ling Tian raised the corners of his mouth, the candle dragon's fire exploded, and the one hundred thousand zhang war soul stepped forward, and the Taixing Sword condensed the power of thousands of stars, and swung out a wave. Xinghe, kill to that Haotian.

"Ok!?"

Haotian was furious. He didn't expect Ling Tian to be so rascal. He had already deceived him to wait for him to react.

Moreover, apart from the Wudi Wudi of the Monster Race and the Dragon Race, there are few such Wudi who fight in close hand-to-hand combat.

The Haotian Vientiane Divine Ring surged, and the Tianzhu Sword swung around, trying to resist.

But Ling Tian's strength and speed were too fast.

Cang!

The stars are falling apart.

The sword light shattered.

Emperor Wutian was cut down by Ling Tian with a sword.

Compared with the God of War coming to Shanghai, Ling Tian has never been one of those Tianjiao Guizhou whose lives are as expensive as the sky and has not survived the wind and rain.

He experienced countless fights, realized that the God of War killed the sky, and had endless time.

In addition to passing on his fist and swordsmanship to Ling Tian, ​​he was not regarded as Ling Tian's master, but at this time Ling Tian really looked like a **** of war.

"Haha, Haotian, you won't be too old, right? Swords are too slow, you can't!"

But Ling Tian grinned, a sword fell, and there was another sword.

He didn't give Haotian a chance to breathe at all.

Moreover, on every sword, the power of Thunder and Star Mark will become more and more tyrannical. Although Haotian could resist, he discovered that he kept backing down and sinking.

Every time the sword edge that bears Ling Tian seems to be resisting Qianxing's fall to the ground.

The light of thunder wandered his whole body from Tianzhu Sword, but he couldn't get rid of it in a short time.

Lei Mang paralyzed his Wudi's body.

This is something Haotian has never experienced in thousands of years.

He didn't know what the origin of the Taixing Sword in Ling Tian's hand was, and the power of thunder and stars on it was really weird.

In this way, after successively withstanding Ling Tian's nine swords, the Vientiane Divine Ring on Haotian broke again.

The golden armor on his body was also torn apart by Taixing Sword in many places.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, sulking in his heart.

He didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back!

This is really humiliating!

Seeing that Ling Tian's tenth sword was about to fall, Haotian suddenly roared, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Vientiane, God Yin!"

"Shaking the sky!"

Endless Vientiane divine light burst out from Haotian's body.

Above the stars, it seems that there must be a Tianmen cave open, and the light of all phenomena shines down from it, enveloping Haotian, so that the Haotian Wudi at this time is like a **** of heaven.

The tenth sword that Ling Tian cut down directly collapsed.

Then, Haotian suddenly stretched out his big hand, and from behind it, a hazy sacred shadow appeared. Ling Tian couldn't really see it, but he discovered that the aura above this figure was somewhat familiar.

It seems that where I have seen it.

But before Ling Tian recalled, the sacred shadow also stretched out his big hand and patted it along with Haotian.

This is another supernatural power of Haotian, and it seems to be more tyrannical than the Wanxiang swordsmanship.

Some were beyond Ling Tian's expectations.

There are really a lot of cards in Haotian's body.

However, Ling Tian never used all his strength, and now seeing Haotian abandon his sword in his palm, he couldn't help sneering.

"The hand of the prisoner, shake the sky, can you shake it!!"

Crystal fingers appeared under the stars.

Above it, intertwined with divine thunder, candlelight, thousands of stars, and the divine power of ten thousand ways.

But it was condensed in an instant, across the starry sky, and the point fell on that palm.

Click!

Another sound comparable to the fragmentation of stars resounded through the sky.

This gave Haotian a confident palm, which was directly broken by Ling Tian's Prisoner's Hand!

"No, it's impossible!"

That Haotian couldn't believe his eyes, his all-seeing magic, but it was useless to borrow the power of the Great Zhou Divine King! ?

Prisoner!

I understand why that Jun Tian will pass this prisoner's hand to Ling Tian alone.

Jun Tian, ​​Jun Tian, ​​you know all this a long time ago.

You have long been rebellious!

Haotian's heart shook wildly, and he yelled.

However, he couldn't tell from all this, Ling Tian's prisoner's hand was still falling, Haotian used his full strength, Tianzhu blocked it with a sword, but this time, it was a mouthful of blood spurting out.

Fall directly from the stars.

At this moment, he was finally seriously injured.