Such a magical scene made everyone present take a breath of air.

Bu Heng held the long sword in his hand and whispered softly: "Ao'er, look at me, my father will definitely use your long sword to kill his enemies with his own hands."

The words fall.

He even saw the long sword in Bu Heng's hand, which was instantly three points.

Long sword three points.

Everyone even exclaimed: "Oh my god, Great Elder Bu Heng has actually mastered the Spirit Splitting Sword to such an extent? One sword makes three points."

"And after this three-point sword strike, there is no difference at all."

"It's over, it's over, Ling Tian is dead."

While everyone was talking, they never noticed that at this time, high up in Chunyang Villa, there was a figure in a splendid robe standing with hands behind his back, looking at everything on the stage.

Behind him, another person bent down: "Master, this Master of the Dragon Palace has gone too far. Do we really not need to take action?"

"snort!"

Yang Zhan snorted softly: "A mere master of the Dragon Palace, really thinks he can change the world, doesn't he? Bu Heng has devoted himself to training for so many years. Although his cultivation has never reached the title of War Emperor, his cultivation is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"

"At this moment, if he can't even deal with the Dragon Palace Master, then what's the use of him?"

Yang Zhan's words were ruthless.

The person behind him couldn't help but shuddered, and then took a deep breath: "Yes."

Yang Zhan stood with his hands behind his hands, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "Master of the Dragon Kingdom Palace, today you want to rely on Chunyang Villa to establish your position in the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts. You really chose the wrong person."

As soon as Yang Zhan finished speaking, he saw Bu Heng shouting loudly on the stage below: "Ling Tian, ​​you child, come and die."

One death!

Bu Heng's whole body erupted with a burst of light reaching into the sky.

The light rises.

Crazy energy.

Bu Heng roared low, and saw that the sword rushed out forcefully at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, bursts of light erupted from the scene.

Ling Tian saw this in his eyes and sighed softly: "It's not easy to cultivate one's body, why bother to commit suicide?"

The words fell for a moment.

Light suddenly burst out from under Ling Tian's feet.

The light rises.

The dragon roars!

Suddenly, under the sky, a stream of light fell to the ground.

The moment the stream of light fell to the ground, a wave of domineering energy surged out, and in the blink of an eye, it knocked back Bu Heng in front of him.

Poof!

There was even more surprise in Bu Heng's eyes: "This is..."

Golden Dragon Painted Halberd!

The property of the Lord of the Palace.

The mythical object of the Dragon Kingdom.

Appearing at this time, he was really overbearing.

The mind is down.

Then Ling Tian shouted softly: "Broken!"

A crack!

Immediately, a wave of domineering anger erupted on the scene.

Air surge!

The energy surges.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't open their eyes, but in the next second, everyone at the scene saw an even more terrifying scene. They saw the air wave erupting from the dragon halberd, and in the blink of an eye, the Spirit Splitting Sword in Bu Heng's hand was blown away.

.

Shocked instantly!

Click!

There was a soft sound, and the three sword energies of everyone were instantly knocked back under the pressure of the dragon halberd.

Poof!

Facing this sudden burst of air, Bu Heng's body was instantly shaken. In his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Like a bird whose string was cut off, Bu Heng instantly fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

He is really overbearing.

At such a scene, everyone was completely shocked.

It's really fierce.

far away.
Chapter completed!