Charge forward brazenly!

One step down.

Thunder trembles.

The long ice sword moved towards Yan Hu's neck in front of him in the posture of Shura. The sword swept across for a moment, and Yan Hu was even more shocked: "Danger!"

A sound of danger.

Back away for a moment.

Although he was prepared, he could not shake the king's appearance in front of him. The ice sword actually cut Yanhu's neck in an instant.

hiss!

The moment his neck was broken, a burst of terrifying cold air suddenly gathered around him, as if his energy was being frozen. Faced with such changes, Yan Hu was shocked again.

pity!

Shura has already taken action, how can he stop?

With a flick of his wrist, the long ice sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a burst of bright sword light. As the sword light condensed for a moment, the shadow of the ice sword suddenly emerged, sweeping up in an instant, facing Ling Tian's offensive.

Yan Hu's expression changed drastically: "Not good."

With a bad sound, his power was displayed again, and the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed down. When the long sword struck down, the ice sword shadow stood up again. When the ice sword shadow gained a foothold, the long sword was frozen in an instant.

The long sword is frozen!

Broken in an instant!

When the long sword shattered, Ling Tian rushed out again and landed a palm on Yan Hu's chest.

Poof!

In an instant, Yan Hu spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body was suddenly shaken back dozens of steps. The moment Yan Hu was shaken back, the ice sword exploded again, as if it was going to crush Yan Hu with one move?

Seeing death approaching?

Yan Hu was shocked, and without any hesitation, he waved his hand, and the Yan family disciples who were watching the battle were immediately pulled upward by a huge suction force. It only took a moment.

The Yan family disciple stood in front of Yan Hu. The moment he resisted, the huge sword shadow flew down from the sky again. The sword light actually shattered the Yan family disciple in front of him in an instant.

Boom!

Just in the blink of an eye, blood waves continued to explode on the scene. As the blood waves exploded, the red blood mist spread all over the sky.

hiss!

Everyone at the scene was shocked by such a scene, and the look in Ling Tian's eyes was even more shocking. Such sword power was really terrifying, if only Yan Hu hadn't traded his life for his life just now.

now!

Is it Yanhu who died?

With his cultivation level at the Quasi-Zun Ancestor Realm, he was like a three-year-old child in front of Ling Tian. He had no power to resist. It was really terrifying. Just when everyone was shocked, Ling Tian swung his long sword.

The energy of ice spread out again, accompanied by the king's words: "Now!"

"Where I stand."

"Don't let others make mistakes!"

"Disobedient!"

"Kill without mercy!"

With a wild rant, the thunder got louder, and the towering figure made all the heroes on the scene freeze in place for a moment. No one dared to move at all. Inside the An family, the head of the An family stood with his hands behind his back.

All the changes in the battle circle were also seen by him, and his fists were secretly clenched: "Ice Sword Judgment?"

"Who are you?"

Master An was shocked. The power of ice was a niche existence in the Ancestral God Realm. Although it was a niche, its power was not small. The Ice Ancestor from thousands of years ago had one man and one sword.

Stand up to several powerful ancestors and never fall behind!

The power of ice!

Martial arts treasure!

It is a pity that since the death of Han Bing Ancestor, martial arts has no longer been as brilliant as Han Bing. Seeing each other today, Master An was even more shocked: "It seems that there are many secrets hidden in you."

A moment of concentration!

In the battle circle, there was a sudden change, and Yan Hu hummed: "Everyone, come with me, the Yan family is proud and cannot be slandered!"

Give an order.

The elites of the Yan family took action after hearing the news. In just a moment, dozens of elite forces used a fan-shaped formation to surround Ling Tian. Facing the scene in front of him, Ling Tian whispered softly: "I am merciful!"

"No way!"

"Slaughter the common people!"

With a arrogant words, Ling Tian stamped his feet fiercely, and the pressure all over his body suddenly surged. As the pressure exploded, thousands of tiny silver needles circled around the body, and the silver needles circled for an instant.

Within martial arts!

Turn on the extremely cold light again, and with such coldness gathering for a moment, Patriarch An's eyes squinted in the dark: "Medicine!"
Chapter completed!