Sword Master Ling Tian

Shiwan Mang Mountain, the ruins of a strange tribe’s underground palace.

Ling Tian stood up from the depths of the ruins. Although the golden blood was still flowing along the mottled golden armor, the eyes under his dragon's head visor were full of cold killing intent.

"No, you are already dead! Pretending to be a ghost in front of my Ao Ye, I will let you die again!"

The will of the barbarian king was on the verge of collapse before Ling Tian's fighting intent, but the momentum of his whole body was still there, and he was holding the scepter in his hand, and once again fell towards Ling Tian.

"Kill me? wishful thinking! I am war, and war will be me!"

Snorted coldly.

In the next moment, Ling Tian's dark eyes suddenly turned into blood, and a hundred thousand sword intent in his body suddenly broke out behind him, and the hidden dragon sword was condensed, but under the sword, it was full of golden flames!

The tremendous energy pressure above the martial soul also skyrocketed in an instant, sweeping through the sky!

Ling Tian's head and black hair also turned faint golden, and his whole body was enveloped by the golden fire, like a **** of war descending to the world, and the whole person revealed an extremely fierce aura.

The phantom of the dragon elephant reappeared, condensing behind, above the sea of ​​fire, hissing around the hidden dragon sword.

At this moment, Ling Tian finally felt the profound meaning of the Wuhun of the Beginning, the word of war that had been brought out from Juntian on the court!

This is like a group of secret methods of fighting words, if it is stimulated, the combat power will skyrocket!

In the next moment, Ling Tian turned into a golden lightning, clenched a fist with his left hand, and punched out!

"Boom!"

The front of the fist didn't cost anything, a fist directly shook the blood skull scepter, and the two bodies trembled at the same time, and then they separated instantly.

Ling Tian slowly raised his head, a sneer sneered from the corner of his mouth. This feeling of fighting spirit was really good!

Is this the Martial Soul of the Beginning?

Lifting out the martial soul, even the flesh and blood, can bless it!

It seems that there is no **** between the world and the earth that can be trapped by him. It's like going up and down, he can defeat it!

The strong fighting spirit was condensed in the void, and his face was pale, Ling Tian's eyes flashed with a trace of fire, and he slowly opened his left hand, revealing the color of enjoyment on his face.

It feels good to have power.

Roar!

The wild and barbarian king had already used madness and shame to completely plunge his mind into a tyrannical murderous intention. The only thought was to kill the person in front of him, and he must be killed anyway!

Although the will was already chaotic, the hatred of Ling Tian in the memory obviously had the effect of fuse, making the wild and barbarian king madly rushed in the roar.

A powerful man of the barbaric king level shot frantically, and the eruption of power and terror exceeded the limit of anyone's imagination. Mountains and rivers must retreat in the face of this power.

As a barbarian king, he already has the ability to turn his hands for the clouds and cover his hands for the rain, and he is a top-notch existence in this rugged mountain.

Ling Tian's **** eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of his mouth smiled deeply. At this moment, his foot stepped forward, and the figure instantly stepped forward, without shy of fighting with him.

At this moment, the two of them are all controlled by power, and the only thought in their hearts is to kill each other!

Kill kill kill kill!

The collision between the Xeon’s bodies had reached the limit of Lingnan, and the shocking weather broke out, causing all the birds and beasts within thousands of miles to scatter and flee.

boom!

boom!

The land is broken, the void trembles endlessly, and the degree of turbulence becomes more and more powerful.

Ling Tian and the barbarous king have already exploded their combat power to the peak level, causing unparalleled lethality. Even if the grandmaster at the peak of the late golden body, or the three-stripe barbaric general, will be instantly shocked into powder. God is all destroyed.

The right arm still hasn't recovered, and the body almost comparable to the heavenly weapon has been damaged, and his face is pale, but Ling Tian's eyes are full of blood.

At this moment, Ling Tian was also mad, completely wrapped in the war intent in the golden sea of ​​fire behind him, subconsciously fighting, but he was able to explode his own combat power to the peak level.

However, Ling Tian’s sudden burst of martial spirit power can bless the body of the golden body and the power of the dragon elephant. The left hand wraps it, and it is almost indestructible. Even the blood skull scepter is not afraid at all. The savage barbarian king struck down the wind, struggling to support it.

At this moment, the corner of the barbarian king's mouth was bleeding, the blood diverged, the blood wings were torn full of scars, and the scarlet eyes were full of brutality. Although he was wounded, he didn't mean to be afraid at all, and his mouth roared like a wild beast, which was terrifying.

As the king of one, he has no reason to shrink.

The battle is like fighting against the ancient demon gods.

boom!

Xiao Chen blasted a fist and directly smashed the barbarian king's chest, and the power of the dragon elephant turned into flames, rushing into frantic destruction.

The barbarous king, spouting blood, mixed with internal organs, this was the first time he was hit hard in the battle from birth to now.

The second punch.

The third punch.

Ling Tian smiled grimly, and didn't mean to stop at all. Naturally, he won't miss the opportunity to gain the upper hand at this moment. One punch after another, he smashed down. In this physique comparable to that of the Barbarian King's flesh, every punch he dropped was mixed with a mighty force, making it easy to tear the mountain and split the mountain.

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The barbarian king was constantly injured, and the blood in the seven orifices was like a fountain. If it hadn't been for his barbaric gold combat body was really tyrannical and struggling to support it, it would have been blasted into powder at this time.

But even so, Scarlet's eyes were gradually dimming, and the aura in his body continued to weaken during the roar.

With a punch down, Ling Tian's arm flesh and blood couldn't bear the impact of the tyrannical force and shattered, but it was constantly repairing under the boiling golden blood in his body. He couldn't feel these pains at all now, and his mind was reduced to war intent.

"Kill!" A roar erupted from Ling Tian's mouth, like a **** roaring loudly.

Fist falls!

boom!

In mid-air, the barbarian king’s chest was hit by a punch, and it sank deeply. His eyes were completely dim. Under the violent power of this punch, the body was instantly torn to pieces, like a physical cannonball, from the air. Falling, crashing into the pit.

With the golden bloodline, the master of the first class, the barbarous king who refined the barbaric gold battle body, just like this, he was bombarded and killed in the underground palace by Ling Tiansheng.