call! call! call……
The strong wind kept roaring into the void.
The life soul of the boulder evolves the way of heaven.
That trend is constantly growing.
Ling Tian slowly raised the Chaos Sword in his hand.
Integrate the power of heaven into one sword.
This sword is the sword of heaven!
"Um?"
The master of Tianming Hall noticed that Ling Tian's sword power was rising.
In his heart, there was also an inexplicable feeling of worry.
Although Ling Tian's cultivation level is only at the intermediate level of Saint King.
But he didn't know why, he always felt it.
Ling Tian who merged the power of heaven into one sword.
Can threaten him!
He lives in the ancient continent and practices the path that defies heaven.
What I fear most is the power of heaven!
The way of heaven in the ancient continent!
boom! boom! boom……
The master of Tianming Hall has no intention of fighting with the five Ling Mo for a long time.
At this time, his strength was beyond everyone's imagination.
Faced with Ling Mo's encirclement and encirclement, he had the upper hand.
After more than ten moves, Lingxi Holy Emperor was the first to retreat.
The master of the Tianming Hall was blown away with a palm, and he retreated to one side, bleeding profusely.
After three more moves, the Sky-Splitting Golden Elephant and the Heaven-hoofed Divine Elephant were injured by Tianwu Ancient Sword one after another.
The Ten Thousand Devouring Demon Saint fought with the left envoy of Tianming Palace, and his power was almost exhausted.
Now facing the master of Tianming Hall, it is difficult to resist.
In the end, he was accidentally seriously injured by the master of Tianming Hall.
Ling Mo is the only one left, and even with the ancient sword of Tianqi in his hand, it can't do much good.
boom!
With a sword, Ling Mo was forced back.
The figure of the master of Tianming Hall decisively jumped towards Ling Tian.
Holding the sword in one hand, the other hand grabbed Ling Tian again.
This time, Ling Tian was about to be captured.
call out!
Ling Yue, who was beside Ling Tian, saw this and moved forward with her sword without hesitation.
Even though she is only at the lower Saint King realm now.
There is more than one realm difference between him and the powerful Master of Tianming Palace.
The gap in strength between the two is also huge.
But she still had nothing to fear in order to protect Ling Tian Zhouquan.
"Get away!"
The master of the Tianming Palace saw Ling Yue taking action and gave a cold scolding.
With a wave of his hand, Ling Yue's figure was blown away.
In an instant, Ling Yue's figure was like an arrow leaving the string, hitting the ground hard.
He spit out a mouthful of blood and could no longer get up from the ground.
Ling Yue is a killer trained by Tianming Palace.
When it comes to the art of assassination, it does have its power.
But if he were to attack head-on, he might not be as good as a prodigy from the same realm.
The last attack was successful only because it was unexpected by the master of Tianming Palace.
At the same time, the master of Tianming Palace underestimated the enemy and confidently believed that Ling Yue could not hurt him.
But now that Ling Yue is using his sword from the front, how can he possibly hurt the master of Tianming Hall at all?
The reason why he didn't put his own life on the line was because the master of Tianming Hall only had Ling Tian in his eyes at this time.
"Not enough, still not enough!"
At this time, Ling Tian held up the Chaos Sword in his hand.
The terrifying power of heaven is continuously injected into the sword.
The power of the sword of heaven is still increasing.
But it seems that it has not yet reached its peak.
call out! call out! call out……
At this time, there were people on both sides and behind Ling Tian.
Several figures appeared in a flash.
Ye Liuyun, Xiao Yan, Feng Wudao, and Shangguan Yunche moved forward.
He passed over Ling Tian's head and headed towards the master of Tianming Hall to attack him.
Ling Nian, Gong Hen, Guo Jingyu, and Xing Haiyue came from the left to kill.
He used all his strength to attack, just to stop the master of Tianming Palace for a moment.
Zifeng, Xia Jiuyou, Luo Junlin, and Yuchen flashed in from the right side.
They each used their killing moves to buy as much time as possible for Ling Tian.
In the distance, the warriors from the Ancient Continent who were resisting a group of powerful men from the Tianming Palace saw this.
Their eyes couldn't help but freeze, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
These people are just Saint King realm warriors.
With little strength, he actually dares to compete with the master of Tianming Palace who is in the Holy Emperor realm?
Each and every one of them was fearless of life and death and refused to give in an inch.
Their actions were in the eyes of the warriors from the Ancient Continent.
It’s no different than seeking death!
"Ants! A bunch of ants! Get out of here!"
The master of Tianming Hall looked contemptuous and did not take these twelve people seriously.
While shouting angrily, he slammed his palm and drew his sword!
Under the absolute strength, the attack of twelve people was completely annihilated.
boom! boom! boom……
The figures of twelve people were lifted up by the master of Tianming Hall.
They fell in different directions around them, hitting the ground hard one by one.
Either the corners of the mouth are bleeding, or the face looks hideous...
Even though they tried their best, they could only block the master of the Palace of Destiny from taking a breath.
"No one can help you!"
At this time, the master of Tianming Hall had already killed Ling Tian again.
He raised his hand and blasted out with a palm, just in case, he wanted to destroy Ling Tian first!
boom!
The terrifying palm print exploded in front of Ling Tian.
The extremely dazzling brilliance engulfed Ling Tian's figure.
After a while, the light dissipated.
Ling Tian's figure holding the sword was still standing there.
The sword of heaven's power has not been damaged and seems to be about to reach its peak.
But in front of Ling Tian, a figure appeared at some point.
This man was bare-chested and had his fists clenched.
She has golden skin that shines brightly.
Astonishingly, it was Fengtian, the earliest martial servant who followed Lingtian!
Fengtian was not only Lingtian's martial attendant, but also one of the first people here to know Lingtian.
He still remembered the promise Ling Tian made to him when he accepted him as a martial attendant.
"When the day comes when I dominate the world, you will also be famous in the mainland and share the glory with me!"
Fengtian believes that today is the day when the master of Tianming Hall dies, and it will also be the day when Lingtian becomes famous in the mainland.
"This guy resisted a blow from the Master of the Heavenly Mandate Hall and still managed to escape unscathed?"
"No, he's not unscathed! He just stood there holding back."
"It's a miracle that I, with my cultivation level of the Saint King, can still stand after receiving a blow from the Master of the Heavenly Mandate Hall..."
The warriors from the Ancient Continent looked at Fengtian in surprise, feeling incredible.
Although, the palm struck by the Master of Tianming Hall just now was not a life-threatening palm.
But if another Saint King Realm warrior were to receive this palm, the best result would be serious injury.
Being able to stand after receiving a palm from the Master of Tianming Palace is a miracle!
"Golden body? Haha..."
The master of Tianming Hall glanced at Fengtian and smiled contemptuously.
But in his heart, he was also a little angry.
Because now, he has wasted too much time.
After saying that, his eyes flashed with murderous intent and he raised his arm again.
Since Fengtian wanted to die to protect Lingtian, he simply sent Fengtian to die.
"snort……"
Fengtian had just received a palm from the Master of Tianming Hall, and the blood and energy in his body was boiling.
At first he was still able to suppress it, but after a moment he let out a muffled groan.
There was still blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
However, his eyes were firm and had no intention of moving.
When the master of Tianming Palace raised his arms.
Clench your fists tightly and activate your soul.
A bright golden light bloomed from his body.
"Fengtian, get out of the way!"
The moment the master of Tianming Palace was about to take action.
Ling Tian's voice came from behind Feng Tian.
Fengtian was stunned when he heard the sound, and turned his head slightly to look back.
But he saw that the power of Ling Tian's sword had reached its peak!
Afterwards, Fengtian no longer hesitated.
Step to the side.
Almost at the same moment.
Ling Tian's sword of heaven, which had been preparing for a long time, slashed down.
The sword light shines with the brilliance of heaven, which is indescribably dazzling.
The master of Tianming Hall looked at Ling Tian's killing sword and opened his eyes slightly.
The great power of heaven descended from the sky and suppressed him.
As a result, his raised arm was hanging in the air.
The whole person seems to be bound by the power of heaven, and it is difficult to move...
