In an instant, when the sword energy entered his body, Moning's heart trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant.

Blood rises.

Very cold.

Immediately, there was a layer of death in Mo Ning's heart, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Ning was suddenly embarrassed and retreated instantly. As Mo Ning retreated, Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and charged forward again.

now!

In Ling Tian's heart, there is only killing intent: "Mo Ning, today you come to our Jinxiu Pavilion to cause trouble with such an attitude. Your blood will be sprayed under the mountain of my Jinxiu Pavilion."

The words of the king.

The sword shines brightly.

When Ling Tian raised his hand, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared under his palm. A grand golden light suddenly fell on Mon Ning's chest in front of him.

Poof!

Mourning spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his body was severely shaken back several steps. At this moment, Mourning was even more shocked: "So strong!"

Moning was shocked!

Chilling.

Just when he stood firm, he saw Ling Tian rushing forward again. As Ling Tian rushed out, immediately, the long sword in Ling Tian's hand reappeared, and the Buddha's light reappeared. Wherever Bu Yi stood, it seemed to be transcending?

at once!

The power of the huge thunder once again covered Mourning's body. Faced with such oppression, Mourning could only strengthen his ancestral king's energy. As the grand aura covered him, the energy waves all over Mourning's body condensed in one place in an instant.

A sword flashed with a sharp edge and struck down.

A pair of swords.

The air is turbulent.

Within a radius of ten miles, all the strong men subconsciously squinted their eyes. In such a battle of strong men, they were no longer able to intervene at will. Many of the strong ancestors among them were suppressed to the ground.

A sweeping sweep.

The air wave suddenly opened, and everyone at the scene was even more shocked, especially King Moning, who felt his soul tremble: "So strong."

At this time, Mo Ning could clearly feel that the tendons in his body seemed to be collapsing under the influence of Ling Tian's sword energy. It seemed that Ling Tian's blow could completely tear Mo Ning into pieces?

far away!

There was even more surprise in the eyes of the woman in the long skirt: "This guy actually has such pressure?"

"But his cultivation..."

At this time, the woman's heart was filled with shock. He could clearly feel that Ling Tian's cultivation was just to respect the ancestor, but could such cultivation be able to completely suppress the ancestor?

even!

Ling Tian seems to have a tendency of not taking full action?

horrible!

Even at this time, the woman secretly asked herself: "If I faced such a sword just now, would I be able to remain invincible?"

A time of surprise.

Shocking explosion again.

Poof!

King Moning was completely knocked back. As Moning retreated, there was only one person standing on the scene, and that was...

Pavilion Master Ling Tian!

Such a scene made the powerful people present even more shocked: "So strong!"

Even Mourning, at this moment, couldn't help but tremble in his soul: "How can you be so domineering?"

Surprised!

Death stands.

A burst of golden light gathered around Ling Tian. At this moment, Ling Tian was like Shura in the world. A light of judgment suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Mo Ning!"

"today!"

"Doomed!"

Hum down!

Buddha's light gathers!

Ling Tian suddenly saw the Golden Buddha Dharma in front of him, and it condensed for a moment. As the Dharma condensed, a huge palm dropped down from the sky. Faced with such an offensive, Moning wanted to leave, but at this time, Moning actually felt that inside his body

Frustrated: "Is this...poison?"

Mourning exclaimed and could only watch helplessly as the giant palm fell: "No!"

A howl!

It's too late!

The palm of the Dharma Prime Minister struck Mon Ning on top of his head, just like a divine punishment coming to the world!

Boom!

One palm passed!
Chapter completed!