Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

As the holy son of Tianyi Sect, Wen Xiuming's strength is self-evident!

As soon as he took a step, there was a terrifying aura roaring from his body.

Even if it was Long Motian who shot with all his strength, his momentum was a little weaker.

Mo Jiuwu watched from afar with a worried look on his face.

If something happened to Lin Tian, ​​he would lose a big backer.

"This kid is also looking for death. Facing the Holy Son and the Patriarch, he is still so rampant. He really wants to die!"

Sikong Xuan and the others in Dongnangu sneered and shook their heads.

In their view, Lin Tian was waiting to die!

only.

now.

Long Motian, standing behind Lin Tian, ​​watched Wen Xiuming make a move, and he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he folded his arms and stood there calmly, as if waiting to watch the show.

"Long Motian, can you still laugh when you are about to die?"

Seeing Long Motian's reaction, Zuoqiushan's face sank, and he sneered: "This is Beizhou! It's not your East China Sea Tianhe cultivation domain, let alone your Dragon Crying City! You're still laughing now, I'll see what you do later cry!"

However, facing Zuoqiushan's words, Long Motian turned a deaf ear to him and smiled even more.

The few people in front of them have no idea what kind of existence they are going to deal with!

The only thing I'm worried about now is the ancestor of Tianyi Sect. I don't know if Lin Shao can handle it?

Long Motian didn't bother to pay attention to Zuoqiushan, he still stood with his arms in his arms, his brows were full of thought.

If Zuoqiushan and Tian Zaifei, the two holy sons of Tianyi Sect, joined forces, he would not be afraid.

Even if he lost, but in the face of the siege of two people, he is confident that he can still protect himself.

But Lin Tian was speechless at this moment.

"You shot at me, it was the biggest mistake!"

Lin Tian watched Wen Xiuming rushing towards him with an astonishing aura, couldn't help but shook his head, and said coldly.

"When death is imminent, the only thing left is to be stubborn!"

Wen Xiuming is extremely confident about his own strength, and he is very angry when facing Lin Tian's contempt.

He carried a billowing black energy in his palm, like a gangster, with black thunderbolts bursting indistinctly.

"Magic Lightning Palm, kill!"

Sen Leng's murderous intent surged from Wen Xiuming's burst of shouting.

And his big palm also came down, aiming at where Lin Tian was.

The tactics practiced by the Tianyi Sect are inherently weird and unpredictable, and Wen Xiuming is a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, with one palm strike, the attack is like a rainbow.

Even Long Motian's eyelids couldn't help twitching.

"It's solved, come over and help the old man!"

In front of the ancient hall, Bo Hanfeng failed to break the seal on the gate of the ancient hall, his face was a little ugly, and he reminded Wen Xiuming and others without looking back.

In his opinion, it will only take a while for Lin Tian and Long Motian, Wen Xiuming and others to be killed.

He is the clearest about the strength of the three holy sons.

But, at this moment.

Facing Wen Xiuming who was rushing towards him, Lin Tian also raised his hand and slapped him out.

It's just this slap, without the slightest energy fluctuation, it passed through the air in an ordinary way.

Seeing this, Wen Xiuming's face turned grim, and he said coldly, "Idiot, die!"

see.

The palm of the magic thunder fell, and the killing intent rolled.

It's just that no one noticed that the aura condensed in Lin Tian's palm burst out instantly at this moment.

boom~

Under the terrifying loud noise, Lin Tian's slap instantly erupted into a tide of air, drowning Wen Xiuming's attack all at once.

Immediately afterwards.

A big slap directly broke Wen Xiuming's attack, and the jet-black aura exploded and dissipated in an instant.

And Wen Xiuming's whole body was shot flying out.

He fell into a broken sack and fell to the ground, one hand was crippled, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he wailed in pain on the ground.

This sudden reversal made Zuoqiu Shan and the others froze.

They stared blankly at Wen Xiuming, who was screaming on the ground, in a daze.

"this……"

Not far away, Sikong Xuan and the others looked dazed.

They all have a deep understanding of Wen Xiuming's strength.

Sikong Xuan, who was the pinnacle of Wu Zun, felt that he would be instantly killed in the face of Wen Xiuming's terrifying aura.

Can result.

However, Wen Xiuming was instantly killed by the boy standing there who seemed to have never made a move!

One is huge, the other is like a fish on a knife, the ending is clear at a glance!

The result was exactly the opposite!

"You... what cultivation level are you?"

Wen Xiuming was seriously injured, but he still yelled at Lin Tian.

What!

at the same time.

Bo Hanfeng, the ancestor of Tianyi Sect, also suddenly looked back.

He who had been silently sealed at the gate of the ancient temple, now came to his senses.

Looking back and seeing Wen Xiuming's misery on the ground, he was also a little dazed.

"Old Ancestor, this person is very strong!"

Zuoqiushan and Tian Zaifei flew back quickly, away from where Lin Tian was.

They saw Wen Xiuming's attack just now.

Such a terrorist attack, even they would not dare to face it directly.

But remember, Wen Xiuming was inexplicably slapped for a second!

Ye Nanfeng, who had almost killed Lin Tian before, was also terrified at this moment.

He yelled, ran to the edge of Bo Hanfeng, and shouted: "Old Ancestor... This man's strength is very strange! Before the Necromancer Swamp and the juniors below were all killed by him! It was me who was seriously injured by him. ..."

"It's the old man who missed it!"

Bo Hanfeng turned around, heard Ye Nanfeng's words, and then looked at Wen Xiuming's miserable appearance on the ground, his complexion was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.

"I said, I don't want to shoot you!"

Facing Bo Hanfeng's gaze, Lin Tian spread out his hands and said with a calm smile, "But, you have made a fatal decision!"

"I don't know if you are from Dragon Crying City or other forces, but this is Beizhou!"

I have no impression of Lin Tianbo Han Feng, nor have I heard of such a monstrous genius in Beizhou, but he is someone outside of Beizhou, his face is filled with murderous intent, and his eyes are cold, "Kill my Tianyi sect disciple, hurt my god!" Yi Shengzi, it is a capital offense! This old man... can only kill the genius with his own hands!"

"I... also like to kill geniuses! Especially those who are domineering!"

Facing Bo Hanfeng's terrifying aura and killing intent, Lin Tian's expression froze slightly, but he showed no sign of fear at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers.

The air glow was like a cannonball, piercing through the air, aiming at Wen Xiuming, and piercing through the center of his eyebrows in the next instant.

Instant kill!

Bo Hanfeng, who was about to make a move, was taken aback for a moment, and then his body trembled.

There was a grim look on his face, and his eyes gradually burst into bursts of anger.

The holy son of Tianyi Sect was killed under his nose, it was a slap in the face!

"you wanna die!"

Bo Han's voice was like thunder, he shouted loudly, took a step, and rose into the air.

"Back off!"

Lin Tian shouted to Long Motian who was standing behind.

Long Motian didn't need Lin Tian's reminder, he was so frightened that he flew back and avoided it far away.

And Bo Hanfeng swept into the air, and with a palm in the air, he slammed down on Lin Tian.

for a moment.

The billowing breath was like a wave, centered on Bo Hanfeng, sweeping across.

And his palm is like a falling storm, which seems to be able to tear anything into pieces, and at this moment it is crushing directly towards Lin Tian.

"Thousand Thunder Palm!"

Facing Bo Hanfeng's attack, Lin Tian yelled coldly, and also stepped forward, from bottom to top, and followed the volley to push out with his palm.

In an instant, a storm swept across the sky.

Thunderbolts exploded all over Lin Tian's body, and bolts of lightning exploded centered on his palm.

With a single palm, wind and thunder are rolled up everywhere!

"Hold the grass! He... he is the old monster of Yuanying, with the same cultivation level as the ancestor?"

Seeing this scene, Zuoqiushan and the others below were terrified and yelled hastily.

PS: Chapter 2!