exclaimed.

A heavy fist.

Patriarch An's heart trembled even more, and his expression changed dramatically: "Asura of the Medical Way!"

"The medical Shura, who has disappeared in the Ancestral God Realm for thousands of years, actually appears at this time?"

"It's really scary."

The head of the An family exclaimed. He clenched his fist hard, and a majestic energy suddenly spread out. When this energy condensed for a moment, An Yan's heart trembled: "Father, you mean that ten thousand years ago, the entire martial arts...

The medical Shura who shocked everyone?"

"Except for that person, who is qualified to be called a medical Shura?" The head of the An family was shocked: "What kind of person is standing behind him?"

"Where did his cultivation come from?"

"How was the deep hatred between him and the Yan family established?"

The head of the An family felt oppressed for the first time. He finally had an unclear feeling about the young man in front of him, as if...

Like a deep pool?

really!

It was shocking and unparalleled. In the battle circle, the people of the Yan family did not know Shura's name. They only had one thought, that is, to kill him. Everyone looked at each other and looked into each other's eyes.

There is also a layer of coldness.

Feeling cold.

Trembling with pressure.

In an instant, the heroes of the Yan family rushed out like hungry wolves and rushed towards Ling Tian. Facing the Yan family's elite move, Ling Tian shook his head slightly, and his energy gathered in the palm of his hand.

On top of the silver needle, it was shrouded in the aura of cold light, and when the cold light covered the silver needle for an instant.

There was a sudden surge of terror and coercion.

immediately!

The king waved his hand, and silver needles swept out of his body.

Whoosh!

The silver needle broke through the sky, and the pressure surged. When the silver needle penetrated the sky, an extremely cold light escaped from the scene. As such a cold light spread, the elite of the Yan family were at this moment.

They were all frustrated, and everyone could only watch helplessly as the silver needle entered their bodies.

Bang bang bang!

A silver needle enters the body and kills in an instant!

The life of the holy and powerful man is as small as a piece of grass. In just the blink of an eye, countless powerful men perished. Seeing this scene, none of the powerful men at the scene was shocked. The cold light condensed for an instant.

Under the sky, there was a coercion and shock, and everyone at the scene was even more shocked: "Oh my god, this guy made us lose so many strong men with one move?"

"horrible!"

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Isn't there some secret about him?"

"hateful!"

While everyone was exclaiming, they did not dare to get any closer. After all, at this time, the methods displayed by Ling Tian were beyond what ordinary people thought. It was really...

Terrifying!

Ling Tian's posture was unparalleled in domineering. Seeing that the people of the Yan family were frightened, Ling Tian snorted lightly and stamped his feet again. The long sword in his hand struck the ground. Suddenly, there was a domineering cold light.

Suddenly it rose into the sky.

Boom!

As Ling Tian's long sword fell to the ground, the ice on the ground suddenly shattered into slag. As the ice shattered, many warriors on the scene fell to the ground one after another.

A heart of fear.

Never concealed.

Yan Hu's eyelids trembled: "You are definitely not from Anjia. Who are you?"

Yan Hu roared, full of fear. With such strength, even a strong person in the Ancestor Realm would not be able to give in too much.
Chapter completed!