Chapter 1603 Beheading nine heads

Style: Fantasy Author: With woodWords: 2478Update Time: 24/01/12 07:12:45
The place of the god's tomb, a closed space.

Jiu Yingzheng kept attacking Ling Tian with his fists, but all of them were resolved by Ling Tian's sword.

When half an hour passed, the Black River barrier dissipated.

At this time, Jiu Yingzheng was gradually thinking of quitting.

After this fight, he seemed to have realized that he could not kill Ling Tian at all.

But while he was still hesitating, the exquisite divine patterns that filled the void were connected with each other and gathered into a divine pattern formation.

Although it does not have the power to kill the enemy, it also confines a space.

"Eighth level divine pattern array!"

Jiu Yingzheng judged something from the power of the divine pattern that overflowed, and his expression changed slightly.

Looking at Ling Tian again, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, "I didn't expect you to be able to carve an eighth-level divine pattern array..."

The power of the eighth-level divine pattern formation cannot be said to be unpowerful.

However, with Jiu Yingzheng's strength, there is no chance of breaking through.

Just to split, he needed time.

This time is at least half an hour.

This also means that he will not be able to break through the eighth-level divine pattern array before the end of this battle.

Facing Jiu Yingzheng's fearful gaze, Ling Tian turned over his hand and put away the divine pattern pen.

Without saying a word, he once again raised his sword and pointed it at Jiu Yingzheng, with murderous intent reappearing in his eyes.

"Do you think you can kill me like this?"

Jiu Yingzheng composed himself, and knowing that he had no way out, he roared at Ling Tian, ​​"Yes! You have a slight upper hand now, but it's still easy for me to drag you into a draw!"

"You think too much!"

Ling Tian looked indifferent and raised his sword to the sky.

Rumble…

Streams of chaotic sword light descended from the chaotic sky, striking at Jiu Yingzheng one after another.

Jiu Yingzheng's figure flickered, avoiding the chaotic sword light.

At this time, he stopped attacking Ling Tian and was always vigilant about Ling Tian to conserve his strength.

The intention is undoubtedly to drag this battle into a draw!

"Gather!"

Ling Tian saw through Jiu Yingzheng's thoughts and raised his hand to point to the side.

A ray of divine pattern light bloomed at his fingertips, instantly piercing the eighth-level divine pattern array.

The eighth-level divine pattern array was activated, and the power of the divine pattern spread freely. The array shrank, making this closed space, which was not too big, become a little smaller.

"What?"

Jiu Yingzheng was shocked when he saw this.

The space is large enough, and he has room to use his body skills to avoid being struck by the chaos sword light.

But if the space shrinks, the limitations of his body skills will also be highlighted. When the time comes, there is no way to avoid it, and the only choice is to fight.

Rumble…

The clouds of chaos rolled, and the chaotic sword light struck down again.

Jiu Yingzheng's figure flickered faster and faster, and his pace became faster and faster.

His face became increasingly ugly as a result.

"See you again!"

Ling Tian raised his hand and lit a divine pattern of light again.

The eighth-level divine pattern array gathers further!

After an instant, the diameter of the space covered by the magic circle was less than a hundred steps.

Jiu Yingzheng frowned, as he had no intention of yelling at Ling Tian anymore.

Ling Tian held the sword in his hand and used the Sword of the Sky to continuously attack Jiu Ying Zheng. At the same time, he asked Jiu Ying Zheng in a cold voice, "Do you still remember how your ninth brother died?"

"Um?"

Jiu Yingzheng noticed that a terrifying sword power was gathering in the distance, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Tian.

But at this moment, Ling Tian's whole body was shining with chaotic rays of light, and he was stepping over with his sword in hand.

His right arm and the Chaos Sword were connected in a line, as if they were fused together.

"cut!"

Ling Tian shouted loudly, it was still the Sword of Chaos.

However, this sword seems stronger than before!

"Stop it!"

Jiu Yingzheng dodged the Chaos Sword Light falling from the sky with one step, and fought hard to punch out the Chaos Sword coming from Ling Tian.

boom!

The sword light struck the fist light, instantly defeating it.

Then he continued to gallop forward and slashed at Jiu Yingzheng.

Woo woo woo...

The nine python heads behind Jiu Yingzheng roared at the same time, roaring and spitting out the power of water and fire.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and the sword light engulfed Jiu Yingzheng's body.

"it's over……"

The people on the other side of the Black River looked in front of them with great astonishment in their hearts.

At this point in the battle, the outcome has been decided.

Although, they haven't seen the results yet.

But in my heart, I almost got the answer.

In this battle, Jiu Yingzheng is afraid that he will die in Ling Tian's hands.

After a while, the sword light dissipated.

Jiu Yingzheng's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.

He is not dead yet.

However, at this time, Jiu Yingzheng's mouth was bleeding and he was in an extremely embarrassed state.

The nine python heads that sprouted from behind were all chopped off by Ling Tian with one sword.

Just like the ninth prince of the Nine Infant Holy Kingdom back then...

"Ling Tian!"

Jiu Yingzheng was extremely angry and roared in a low voice.

At this moment, he stepped out and gathered momentum to rush towards Ling Tian, ​​as if he was ready to risk his life.

Ling Tian looked indifferent and pointed his sword at the sky.

Rumble…

Chaos clouds rolled, and three chaotic sword lights descended from the chaotic sky at the same time, hitting Jiu Yingzheng impartially.

"ah……"

Jiu Yingzheng's figure that was rushing toward Ling Tian suddenly froze, and his expression became ferocious.

When the chaotic sword light dissipated, Jiu Yingzheng's body fell down and landed on the tomb of the god...

call……

Ling Tian exhaled a long breath of turbid air and collected all the blooming breath into his body.

This battle was the longest one since he entered the God's Tomb, and it was also the only one that took more than half an hour to resolve.

Although he was not injured during this battle, he suffered huge losses.

According to the rules of the Tomb of Gods, after this battle, he will have another battle.

No matter who the opponent is, their combat power will never be lower than that of Jiu Yingzheng just now.

Therefore, he had no intention of wasting time.

After dissipating the power of the divine pattern array, he immediately returned to Stone Chair No. 1.

On the other side of the Black River, everyone was shocked.

It wasn't until Ling Tian sat down on stone chair No. 1 that they came to their senses one after another.

Among them, the one who touched his heart the most was Kong Zhen, who was also the genius of the Demon Realm.

Kong Tong is the person here who knows the strength of Jiu Yingzheng best.

In his opinion, Jiu Yingzheng might not be able to be the one with the last laugh in the God's Tomb, but he wouldn't be killed either.

But in fact, this is not the case.

As strong as Jiuyingzheng, there is still the danger of falling in a place like the God's Tomb.

Ling Tian fell into meditation on the stone chair No. 1, and Nian Yiren on the stone chair No. 2 woke up.

When she discovered Jiu Yingzheng's body left at the tomb of the gods, she was a little surprised.

Afterwards, his eyes unconsciously fell on Ling Tian.

In the land of God's Tomb, there may be people who have the ability to defeat Jiuying Zheng.

But Ling Tian is probably the only one who will kill Jiu Yingzheng at all costs.

Although she was not able to see Ling Tian kill Jiu Yingzheng with her own eyes, she already had a definite answer in her heart.

"What a crazy guy."

Nian Yiren looked at Ling Tian and sighed secretly in her heart.

After she recovered her thoughts, her eyes turned to the other five figures sitting on the stone chairs.

There are five people left, Mu Feng, Huang Ru, Bai Ji, Huang Wu Bian, and Ling Meng.

Three are from the Sword Domain, and two are from the Soldier Domain.

Each one of them is beyond her reach.

For Nian Yiren, what she should consider now is not who she can defeat, but whose hands she can survive. If she can get a draw, that would be the best.