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Chapter 1829

Within the battle circle.

Ling Tian's Qingxuan Holy Sword shook, and in an instant thunder poured down from the sky, locking the Wenfeng Holy Lord.

"hateful!"

Saint Wenfeng never thought that he would be like a fool in front of Ling Tian, ​​with no power to resist at all?

But in the blink of an eye.

That domineering power knocked him flying out of the air.

Poof!

Wen Feng spit out a large mouthful of blood in an instant, his face was extremely pale, and the Wen Feng sword in his hand fell to the ground. There were already cracks on the sword body.

"you......"

Saint Wenfeng did not expect Ling Tian to have such great power.

Instantly retreat from the Holy Lord?

Then his cultivation level has reached the Emperor Realm?

"No!"

Holy Venerable Wenfeng kept shaking his head: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. If the powerful emperor were in the lower realm, he would be devoured by heaven, but his cultivation..."

Ling Tian didn't say much. He snorted softly, flicked his sword, and disappeared again. He was already an afterimage, and he rushed out in an instant.

hiss!

Saint Wenfeng couldn't help but his heart trembled again: "What a terrifying speed."

Ling Tian's speed was like that of a god of death demanding his life. In just a blink of an eye, he came in front of him. Almost subconsciously, Holy Lord Wenfeng raised his hand to resist. Unfortunately, his strength was like an ant in front of Ling Tian.

boom!

As soon as he waved his fist, he was knocked back by Ling Tian, ​​spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown high into the air. Ling Tian bent his knees and then shot up.

Another punch landed on the chest of Wenfeng Shengzun.

boom!

boom!

boom!

After the scene of rape, the sky was revealed again. Facing Ling Tian's fist like raindrops, Holy Lord Wenfeng had no power to resist. Everyone present was dumbfounded. No one thought that Wenfeng, a powerful Saint,

, in the hands of Ling Tian.

Worse than ants?

Ling Tian was beating and scolding: "What can the Holy Venerable Realm do?"

"Can you bully the people of our Dragon Kingdom at the Saint Venerable Realm?"

"With the Holy Venerable Realm, can you trample the land of the Dragon Kingdom?"

The punches fell, and the bones were broken. In just the blink of an eye, all the bones in the body of Holy Venerable Wenfeng were shattered. Ling Tian punched again, directly killing Holy Venerable Wenfeng on the ground.

Poof!

Holy Lord Wenfeng knelt on his knees, blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his face was horribly pale, and his eyes were full of fear. At this time, he could clearly feel that all the muscles and veins in his body had been broken.

His cultivation was completely broken, and now he is nothing more than a useless person!

"Ah!"

Holy Master Wenfeng didn't expect that things would reach this stage?

The moment Ling Tian landed on the ground, Shengzun Wenfeng's expression immediately changed, and he covered his face with both hands: "Stop fighting, don't hit me!"

Saint Wenfeng was really scared.

If he keeps fighting, he will be beaten to death soon.

hiss!

hiss!

hiss!

All the coalition forces were stunned by this scene. No one thought that the aloof Holy Lord Wenfeng would look like a dead dog in front of Ling Tian?

Don't have any ability to resist?

How terrifying is Ling Tian's cultivation? Where is Ling Tian's limit? Who can withstand Ling Tian's fists?

Isn’t it just waiting for death?

Dahuang was already dumbfounded, his body kept shaking, dragging his weak footsteps, and stepped back. At this time, there was only one thought in his mind.

run!

If you don’t run now, when will you wait?

Unfortunately, just when Da Huang made a move, Ling Tian swung his long sword and swept a sword energy, landing in front of Da Huang.

Plop!

Dahuang knelt down in an instant, and then slapped his own mouth: "Dragon God, please forgive me, I really didn't mean it."

"I was also bewitched by villains."

"Dragon God, have mercy."

"Dragon God, you don't remember the faults of villains."

As Dahuang spoke, he slapped his own ears wildly. However, in a short period of time, Dahuang's face became as swollen as a pig's head, with a tendency to ooze blood. The elites of the beautiful country were dumbfounded by Dahuang's move.

Is this still the arrogant leader from before?

How spineless!

"snort."

Ling Tian snorted softly, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Saint Wenfeng in front of him. When Ling Tian swept his eyes away, Saint Wenfeng immediately felt it, his heart trembled, and he quickly kowtowed to Ling Tian: "Sir, please let me go.

I, I am also doing things under orders, I don’t want to do anything to this country.”
Chapter completed!
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