Sword Venerable Ling Tian

To be able to unleash such an aura, the combat power's might already exceeded that of the Method the late, and even the peak phase itself, had no chance of catching up to the Primordial Spirit.    

    

The Grand Master who annihilated the Method the late was also as easy as pie!    

    

Ling Tian was able to kill the Zhao Clan Elder, but the latter was after all, only a dextral metaphase.    

    

Above the sky, Zhao Quan's face was sinister, his eyes revealed endless hatred, "Die, I want you dead!"    

    

In the distance, Zhao Wenxuan, who was holding onto a wine jug, had his lips curled up. Although he did not recognize Ling Tian, this was still his Zhao Family's place, to kill a member of the Zhao Family in front of him, he did not put him in his eyes. If Ling Tian was killed, would be happy in his heart.    

    

As for Zi Wan, who was behind Ling Tian, his face paled with a "whoosh" and his lips pursed tightly together. His beautiful eyes were filled with self-blame and despair.    

    

She didn't know how strong Ling Tian had become, but the claw in front of his was just too terrifying.    

    

As for the Zhao Family Martial Cultivator s and guests, who were hiding far away, at this moment, they looked at the distant talons with endless fear.    

    

Although many of them were dissatisfied with the Zhao Family, at this moment, they couldn't help but feel reverence in their hearts. Their gazes were filled with fear.    

    

As for Ling Tian who was being clawed, they had already determined that he was definitely dead.    

    

After all, even a peak phase Ranker could not withstand a single blow from an almost Immortal Soul Stage cultivator, let alone a stranger who did not seem to have a high level of cultivation.    

    

As a result, this person was definitely going to die!    

    

However, they wouldn't know that the profundity of a Martial Skill like this, was already long before Ling Tian had advanced into the Dharma Idol, so they did not put him in their eyes at all.    

    

In fact, if he wanted to, he could be unmoved and used the powerful Body with the Body of Flames to forcefully receive this claw.    

    

He could guarantee that his Body would not be harmed in the slightest.    

    

However, if that was the case, it would be too troublesome.    

    

Thinking of this.    

    

Ling Tian suddenly raised his head, laughed lightly and shook his head.    

    

Facing Zhao Quan's so called Weeping Ghost Claw, Ling Tian's face was still calm, and the corners of his mouth curled into a disdainful smile.    

    

At this moment, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, instead of retreating, he advanced. Soon after, he raised his hand, seemingly extremely casual, "Sorry, the Martial Skill that you are proud of, is ridiculously weak in front of me."    

    

When his voice fell, Ling Tian's palm suddenly opened wide from the depths of Ling Tian's mind, and then, it was suddenly clenched.    

    

This action seemed extremely simple.    

    

But in the next moment, right below the Weeping Ghost Claw, in the space above Ling Tian, space suddenly distorted, and a huge hand formed from boundless Yuan Qi suddenly appeared out of thin air.    

    

Moreover, it was extremely life-like. However, its surface area was even two times larger than that of the Weeping Ghost Claw!    

    

"Dragon-Confining Hand!"    

    

In an instant, following Ling Tian's movements, the large hand directly grabbed onto the Weeping Ghost Claw.    

    

In the next moment, Zhao Quan's Weeping Ghost Claw, which was emitting an endless amount of power, seemed to be restricted by a great force. It trembled suddenly, and in the eyes of countless Martial Cultivator, the surrounding space crumbled, as if they were enduring an irreversible pressure. With the sound of space shattering, it began to crack apart!    

    

Following that, Ling Tian's Dragon-Confining Hand clenched its fists tightly, and after a thunderous explosion, the entire Ghost Crying Claw, was immediately shattered into a fist of white Yuan Qi!    

    

The sound was so loud that it was as if the sky was shattering, causing the Martial Cultivator s to turn pale and stare with widened eyes filled with fear.    

    

There were even many Martial Cultivator with weak cultivation in the Zhao Family that could not prevent this from happening. They spat out Blood s and collapsed to the ground, dead.    

    

Shortly after, the cracks in space slowly returned to normal, and the loud rumbling also disappeared. At the same time, the horrifying Weeping Ghost Claw also disappeared without a trace. It was as if nothing had ever happened.    

    

The attack that was close to a primordial spirit power, just like that, Ling Tian casually dodged it.    

    

He didn't receive it or break it, but crushed it in a crushing manner!    

    

At this moment, all of the Martial Cultivator could not help but gasp, and when they regained their senses, they looked at Ling Tian in a daze, immediately becoming filled with reverence.    

    

To be able to easily destroy Zhao Quan's Martial Skill, the sudden appearance of this unfamiliar Descendant was an existence that they could not even dream of.    

    

A casual grasp could easily break through a Primordial Spirit Realm Martial Skill, this person was definitely not as simple as he looked.    

    

So much so that, this Martial Cultivator who looked like she was only a gold-ranked cultivator, the real combat power was not her peak phase, but her primordial spirit!    

    

Zhao Quan's expression instantly became incomparably gloomy, he had never thought that the other party would actually receive his Martial Skill so easily. Although this wasn't his full strength, this was already enough to shock everyone.    

    

He had first barged into his Zhao Family, destroyed his concubine feast, and then killed his Zhao Family elder. Now, he was resisting him so easily, what kind of face would Zhao Quan have left in the Jinnan if he did not kill him?    

    

Thinking about that, Zhao Quan's heart suddenly froze, and in the next moment, the old ghost raised his head and looked at Ling Tian with a gloomy face, his killing intent exploding out.    

    

No matter what, he had to keep Ling Tian here today, no matter the cost. Otherwise, his Ping Yang City and Zhao Family would become the laughingstock of the entire Ji State!    

    

From a distance, Zhao Wenxuan, who saw this scene, finally had a slight change in expression, and the disdainful smile on his face was also withdrawn.    

    

His gaze towards Ling Tian, however, became somewhat gloomier. He was the heaven's pride level expert of the Zhao Family, but the current combat power could not be compared with the Martial Cultivator in front of him, who was not much younger than him.    

    

Even such a genius would probably only be able to be compared with his big brother, the previous second ranked Heaven Battling List, Zhao Wenzhuo.    

    

However, how could such a character be a nobody?    

    

Who exactly was this person?    

    

Behind Zhao Wenxuan, Ou Dexuan's pupils had also suddenly shrunk. He had felt a hint of threat from the aura Ling Tian had suddenly emitted earlier.    

    

This strange young man in front of him was probably much more terrifying than he had imagined!    

    

That's right, it was terrifying!    

    

As a primordial spirit power, his The Power of Spiritual Perception far surpassed everyone here. But even so, he still felt that Ling Tian's body was covered in a hazy Qi.    

    

This person was definitely not simple!    

    

Behind Ling Tian, Zi Wan's beautiful eyes had widened. At the moment, she was staring blankly at the upraised figure in front of her, and disbelief rose in her heart.    

    

"Yuan Spirit, are you already this strong?"    

    

A faint sense of pride appeared in her heart. No matter what kind of identity she had, when she saw that Ling Tian was strong, she felt proud.