hiss!

hiss!

hiss!

The throne rises.

Everyone was shocked and gasped. At this time, the sound of gasping was heard continuously, and the fear on everyone's faces became stronger: "Oh my God, how did he do it?"

"It's actually the Blood Dragon Throne?"

"This is something that only the legendary God of Shura can possess."

"What is the origin of this guy?"

"His background is shocking time and time again."

...

Yao Enli also frowned and said nothing. In those eyes, there was even more coldness: "Boy, I really didn't expect that you have fallen into the evil way so deeply. It seems that today, no matter what, you will...

I’m going to kill you.”

"otherwise......"

Yao Enli knew in his heart that once he took action, there was no room for recovery.

Only!

Behead!

Yao Enli's mind fell for a moment, and he heard the roar of the dragon in front of him even more wildly. Ling Tian held a halberd in one hand and a sword in the other. He raised the sword and halberd horizontally, raised his eyes, and hummed softly: "God's lackey."

"My seat!"

"Zhao Tu!"

A slaughter.

Ling Tian no longer hesitated, he swept the dragon halberd, and the domineering wave of energy surged away. The powerful power shocked everyone in front of him. Their bodies trembled at the same time, and they got a moment of opportunity.

Ling Tian picked up the long knife in his hand and spit out word by word from his lips: "Shura!"

"Thirteen cuts!"

right!

It’s Shura’s Thirteen Slashes!

This was slowly studied by Ling Tian based on the Xingluo Thirteen Swordsmanship. The moves are roughly the same.

The only difference is——

Power.

The Thirteen Asura Swords were the result of Ling Tian instilling the power of Asura into them.

It is also!

The power of the blood dragon.

With the infusion of the power of the blood dragon, the power of the sword in Ling Tian's hand increased exponentially, and it could even be said that it reached an extremely terrifying level.

The power of the sword spreads.

Everyone at the scene couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. The powerful saint of the Temple of Heaven felt a blur in front of him. When he came back to his senses, Ling Tian's body had already arrived in front of him.

hiss!

The king comes out.

Everyone was shocked and had no time to think about it. They saw Ling Tian wave his hand, and the unicorn sword in his hand was swept out. With the sword swept away, the powerful saint instantly felt an extreme aura of death.

The air of death enveloped him for a moment.

The hearts of several people were trembling even more, and their energy even stopped for a moment.

However, a strong saint is a strong saint after all. The moment the long sword struck down, several people blocked it instantly.

Boom!

The moves collided for a moment.

A burst of terrifying power, centered on the scene, swept out forcefully.

Power spreads.

A trace of fear appeared on the faces of several people: "So strong."

A cry of surprise.

Everyone even felt the pressure coming from the Qilin sword, as if it could completely suppress them. Even under this pressure, their arms could not move.

breathe!

It also became unsatisfactory.

Not only that, as the stalemate lasted longer, everyone could feel the domineering pressure coming from the unicorn sword, which seemed to be able to completely tear the arm into pieces.

Under this harsh blade, several people even wanted to escape.

Seeing their companions being frustrated, other powerful saints from the Heavenly Temple also swarmed in, waving their weapons as if they were going to tear Ling Tian into pieces.

"snort!"

Ling Tian snorted coldly: "Back off."

Retreat with a sound.

What's more, Ling Tian flipped up his long sleeves, and several rays of cold light burst out.

Whoosh!

As the cold light burst out.

Everyone did not dare to be careless. Between the flashes of silver light, a wisp of orchid light seemed to be flashing continuously.

poison!

right!

It's poison.

Just when several people were surprised, Ling Tian's eyes burst out with a fierce light: "I'll retreat."

Drink it down gently.

Long knife press.

Boom!

The few people under the long sword were immediately overwhelmed. Facing the pressure of the Qilin sword, several of their faces turned pale.
Chapter completed!