Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian's indifferent voice came over as the expression in his eyes grew cold to the extreme. Facing such a Arena, his heart no longer felt any waves.    

    

What?    

    

When his words fell, it caused all the human army s and Huns s to be taken aback.    

    

You want Wan Yanlie to kneel and beg for mercy like a dog?    

    

[This fellow must be crazy!]    

    

The warrior s of the Qiang Jie Clan were all furious.    

    

Wan Yanlie was an existence only second to King Qiang Jie.    

    

The tone of this Human Race was simply too arrogant.    

    

Who gave him the courage to insult the two kings?    

    

"Hahaha, you are the most arrogant and ignorant Descendant of Human I have ever seen!"    

    

On Wan Yanlie's sinister face, he could not help but burst out laughing. "I had originally wanted you to die a decent death, but you actually insulted me like a dog? Since that's the case, even Martial King won't be able to save you ? "Go to hell!"    

    

"Whiz!"    

    

Just as he finished speaking, his entire figure exploded forth, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Ling Tian.    

    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

    

His speed was too fast, and the purple gale he brought with him blew away the dust and sand on the battlefield, sweeping away everything within a radius of ten thousand meters.    

    

Kacha!    

    

Wan Yanlie's figure flickered at a frightening speed, but as the blade edge in his hand descended, the speed of the purple Flame became even faster.    

    

Everyone did not even have the time to blink their eyes. With ferocious expressions, Wan Yanlie unleashed nine blade auras in an instant, all of them landing in front of Ling Tian's chest.    

    

Amidst the heaven shocking explosion, the boundless might behind Wan Yanlie condensed into a towering Flame that was as tall as a mountain. The Flame roared and jumped along with the blade energy that he had sent out. It was as if a sea of flames was trembling like a wave and the violent Vicious Beasts was roaring non-stop.    

    

The terrifying phenomenon transformed into a powerful blade aura that destroyed everything in its path.    

    

Every time a thief was blasted out, the Void would crack apart, and cracks would appear on its surface.    

    

"To kill your Good-for-nothing with a single slash, you actually dare to boast shamelessly in front of me, Wan Yanlie!"    

    

Wan Yanlie gasped for breath, his eyes releasing a viperous light aura, in a single breath he had unleashed nine blade attacks, even he was slightly exhausted.    

    

However, this Good-for-nothing should disappear along with the wind with just a slight touch.    

    

Thinking about how Human Race was exterminated, Wan Yanlie still laughed sinisterly.    

    

"Hehe, is that all you've got?"    

    

But right at this moment, a light flashed across Ling Tian's eyes, and he suddenly spoke up.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Wan Yanlie's face changed, his eyes revealing a look of shock.    

    

He didn't feel any fear from Ling Tian's body.    

    

This Human Race, wasn't she afraid at all?    

    

Weng! *    

    

A tremor rang out.    

    

Instantly, the pitch-black Battle armor s on Ling Tian's body released beams after beams of fiery red light, as a pair of gigantic wings also blossomed from his back.    

    

With the added strength of the red cloud wing, Ling Tian directly brandished his staff to meet it head on.    

    

Although Ling Tian's rod strike seemed extremely slow, Ling Tian still managed to receive all nine of the blades.    

    

Ling Tian's body trembled, the Dragon and Phoenix Art surged, the Body was digesting the energy of the blade from the phlebotomus.    

    

But Ling Tian, had not moved an inch from beginning to end.    

    

Under Wan Yanlie's full force attack, not to mention injuring Ling Tian, he did not even succeed in making Ling Tian move!    

    

Ling Tian did not even know where the limits of his combat power were.    

    

But at least, all the Arena s of the third step were nothing in his eyes.    

    

Right now, maybe only his Fourth level Dou Wang could make him look straight at it.    

    

"This!"    

    

Feeling the gaze that seemed to come from hell in Ling Tian's eyes, Wan Yanlie's heart skipped a beat.    

    

The aura that Ling Tian had released just now was terrifyingly strong.    

    

That kind of pressure, even Pei Renji did not possess.    

    

That kind of feeling, he only experienced it when he was facing his big brother, King Qiang Jie.    

    

This Descendant of Human in front of him was unbelievably terrifying.    

    

He really might die at the hands of this old man.    

    

Thinking to this point, this Wan Yanlie, actually flew back in panic in front of everyone's shocked eyes.    

    

Now, perhaps only King Qiang Jie could do anything to Ling Tian!    

    

"If you want to leave, can you?"    

    

The fiery light surrounding Ling Tian's body, all of it condensed into the tip of his fist, and suddenly exploded outwards.    

    

Boom! *    

    

Wandering Dragons roared, wind and fire roared, and Long Zhan in the Wild directly swallowed Wan Yanlie up.    

    

"Pu ci!"    

    

A figure was directly ejected out from the north and shockingly, it was Wan Yanlie. The latter ejected out a mouthful of Blood in the air.    

    

Although he was still alive, he was heavily injured.    

    

The ribs in front of his chest were completely shattered, and his internal organs were all shattered. It was so painful that his face distorted and became deathly pale.    

    

"Damn it, you forced me!"    

    

"Purple Flame Wind Absolute Chop!"    

    

However, Wan Yanlie was also enraged, he clenched his teeth and endured. Taking a step, he adjusted his body and slashed again.    

    

This slash was the signature move of the Qiang Jie Clan Martial Skill.    

    

But even so, the killing move at large was still much stronger than the nine slashes earlier.    

    

It had almost exhausted all of Wan Yanlie's qi!    

    

However, this slash was indeed strong, and it was as if the Void was burnt to nothingness from the force of the strike as it descended.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Wan Yanlie laughed sinisterly, and slashed ferociously.    

    

But at this moment, he noticed with incomparable astonishment. All the pores on Ling Tian's body released an incomparably glaring scarlet light, as though there was a volcano hidden on his body, suddenly erupting.    

    

Wave after wave of raging flames, endlessly flowed like lightning. That kind of berserk Flame's might was actually even hotter than his purple flames!    

    

At this moment, Ling Tian was starting to activate the Dragon King's Supreme Arts with the support of the Taichu Meridian.    

    

"No ?" "No ?"    

    

Wan Yanlie immediately felt that the situation was not good, and immediately retreated.    

    

Ling Tian had already made his move, how could he retreat as he pleased? In the instant that the phlebotomus was tightly clenched with his five fingers, the berserk zhenyuan burst forth.    

    

The bright red light shone everywhere, and Ling Tian's rod strike smashed down. In an instant, it completely shattered the might of the Purple Flame Wind Blade, and the pole shadow instantly caught up to and engulfed the fleeing Wan Yanlie.    

    

Boom! *    

    

In the midst of the thunderous noise, as if the sky had fallen and the earth had shattered, Wan Yanlie's entire voice was blasted into the sky and smashed into the ground.    

    

Boom! *    

    

When they heard the shockingly loud sound of the collision with the ground, the Huns s who had already retreated far away felt a huge tremor in their hearts for no reason.    

    

The two of them had clashed too quickly in the blink of an eye. When they saw Wan Yanlie's blade, they had thought that General was dead for sure.    

    

However, as the dust settled, everyone turned to look at the source of the voice.    

    

However, when the dust dispersed, the scene before their eyes made everyone dumbfounded.    

    

High up in the sky, the Human Race was still bathed in fire, his hand holding onto a fiery-red staff, the flames on top of it still burning.    

    

And in the enormous pit underground, Wan Yanlie's aura was already completely gone.    

    

Just like that, he died!