Shurayan!

Tathagata body!

The king stopped, and the vast Buddha's light rose into the sky in an instant. As the Buddha's light filled the air, a cold light suddenly appeared on the Kirin sword.

this moment!

He is a devil!

He is Buddha!

Even more commoner Tathagata!

The solid coercion was like the tilt of the river and the sea. The suppressed Huang Gan moved to maintain the pressure, and his heart was even more shocked: "What is the origin of this kid?"

"You actually gave me such oppression?"

Huang Qian even felt that what he was facing now was not a powerful god, but a real powerful god. As an elite member of Jinxiu Pavilion, Huang Qian naturally understood that today's warriors.

In fact, there are two types. One is comprehensive development. Such warriors can be elites of the same level.

The other type is drug abuse, which means taking a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual treasures. Such strong people can only reach the realm of cultivation and have no equivalent strength. There are even very few people who have entered the divine emperor realm by taking drugs.

The feeling that Ling Tian in front of him gave him was particularly surprising. Even a strong man who had truly cultivated to the level of a god would never be able to exert such pressure. Huang Qian became more and more determined to kill.

If such a great talent grows up in the future, how can he give himself good fruits?

Only by cutting off the evil consequences can we live a stable life.

When Huang Gan squinted his eyes, a cold and cold light appeared in the depths of his eyes again: "Boy, no matter what your background is, I don't dare you to be a devil or a Buddha. Today, you are destined to become the soul of the dead under my sword."

Humming softly.

Regardless of the poison corroding his body, Huang Qian forcibly raised the air wave. In an instant, the god king's cultivation was greatly displayed. The domineering power dispersed like a river and sea flowing backward, and Huang Qian had a three-foot-long sword in his hand.

With the long sword in hand, he can devour the sky and split the earth.

When holding the knife.

The long sword is held high.

A bright sword shot out, killing people. Under the light of this sword, bursts of smoke and dust rose from the ground in front of Ling Tian, ​​and the entire ground began to break, as if the world was about to collapse.

Ling Tian looked at the long knife slashing down, and a look of confidence appeared in his eyes again. He pressed the Qilin Knife with his big hand and spoke boldly again: "Hold your head high in the wind and clouds; there is no one in the world!"

"Look at all the heroes in the world, Commoner Tathagata!"

"war!"

A battle.

The Kirin Knife comes out!

Boom!

But in the blink of an eye, the two powerful men on the scene clashed with each other with the door as the boundary. The moment they collided, they were thundered away. Only a layer of domineering smoke emerged from the scene, and the ground tended to crack.

"What a terrifying sword energy." Huang Qian was shocked. As soon as they fought, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure coming from the Qilin Sword. Such a domineering feeling shocked all the heroes present.

horrible!

Too scary.

Such a huge wave of air was completely beyond the reach of a god. It could not be defeated in one attack. God King Huanggan felt that it was difficult to survive, so he couldn't help shouting: "Poison Gate Demonic Barrier!"

"Die to me."

A cold snort.

The mad sword rose up, and then he pressed the sword heavily, followed by a roar: "Death!"

Boom!

Ling Tian immediately struggled and felt his knees tremble inexplicably. Even if Huang Qian in front of him was poisoned, he could still have such strength, but he was not weak. Ling Tian squinted, and between his eyes, there was a layer of vast golden light. emerge.

As the light emerges for a moment.

The Qilin rose from the Qilin Sword. In an instant, the sword became powerful, and the two powerful forces retreated in an instant.

Boom!

With the threshold as the boundary, the two powerful men retreated dozens of steps each. Huang Qian stood still for a moment, but he used the retreating trend to charge forward again. Ling Tian was stronger than he thought.

This son will not be eliminated!

It will eventually become a disaster!

die!

Must die!

Huang Gan squinted his eyes, and a layer of coldness could not help but appear in his eyes. Seeing Huang Gan's quick attack, Ling Tian was not surprised, and even smiled mysteriously: "You are the one waiting for me."

Give a loud shout.

The poisonous needle comes out again!

Whoosh!

In an instant, silver needles shot out from the sky, approaching Huang Qian in front of him. He was killed by dozens of silver needles. Huang Qian felt his soul tremble, and a trace of fear emerged in his heart. But at this time, the knife had already been taken, and he could no longer take it. withdraw.

There is only one battle!

Huang Qian ignored the power of the several silver needles in front of him. He blocked the sword for a moment, swept down several silver needles, and took advantage of the gap to rush away. Unfortunately, the silver needles did not kill him.

But it also limits the yellow dryness to a moment.
Chapter completed!