Sword Venerable Ling Tian

C194 Wipe You out



C194 Wipe You out

It couldn't be blamed that Ji Tie was surprised, because within the hundred thousand Mang Shan, the biggest tribe directly south of Ling Nan was the Desolate Land. This tribe had dominated the place for thousands of years, informing the hundred thousand Mang Shan s that there was a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles north.    

    

And the Desolate Tribes, was even one of the five great Gold Families of the entire Barbarian Clan, with a respected bloodline, and could be called one of the King s.    

    

This Ao Jie, even more so, became famous at such a young age, and already became a high-rank barbarian at such a young age.    

    

The combat power was tyrannical, and it had killed a few late stage s who were part of the Southern Tang's army, intimidating Ling Nan.    

    

Furthermore, even though Ao Jie is Barbarian King of Desolation's youngest son, because of the purity of his golden bloodline, he was placed in high hopes and is considered a competitor for the next Barbarian King of Desolation.    

    

It goes without saying that his status was extremely exalted.    

    

No one would have thought that the little prince of Desolate Tribes would actually be in the middle of the Uighur Tribe army!    

    

Who could possibly be a match for him?    

    

The Berserker Demon and Lingnan Sect who were fighting on the battlefield immediately retreated after receiving the blood aura from Ao Jie, giving the battlefield to the two people who were standing in mid air.    

    

Right now, they were the only ones who could truly decide this battle.    

    

"Sis!" Ao Jie actually came, this is bad! "    

    

Qin Shaoyang lifted his double mace and said with a frown.    

    

Beside him, Qin Mingyue was dressed in white, holding the Moon Zither with a worried look on her face.    

    

"No, quickly send a message to Father. The strange and Desolate Prince has come to the Tianhe Mountain, asking for his support!"    

    

No one could be clearer of the tyranny of the Desolate Tribes s than the Palace Chief.    

    

When Ao Jie was still a middle-rank barbarian, he had fought with Marquis Yun's Mansion before, even though Ao Jie lost in the end.    

    

But Marquis Yun's Mansion is a heaven's pride expert that has a seventh grade Cloud Leopard Martial Soul and cultivates a top-tier cultivation technique, Martial Skill!    

    

The number of City Lord's Mansion that had died at Ao Jie's hands was simply too many to count.    

    

Southern Tang's Wang Ting had even issued a bounty, whoever killed Ao Jie would be given a military position in General, and could lead tens of thousands of troops.    

    

Although she knew that Ling Tian was strong, it was impossible for his to defeat him at this time.    

    

This was the difference in strength and cultivation level, it was impossible to make up for it with Martial Skill and Inherent Skills.    

    

But at this time, Ao Jie had already flown up to the sky, and appeared in front of Ling Tian.    

    

It released a blood red killing intent, which seemed to be boiling over, looking at Ling Tian, it was filled with killing intent.    

    

He hadn't come across a single young generation of Human Race for a long time and it was worth it for him to make a move.    

    

To have been defeated by the son of the Marquis Yun's Mansion was a stain that he would never be able to let go of. Now that he had met Ling Tian, even the blood in his body started to become excited.    

    

Now, this Human Race in front of him, who had eliminated Mo Tuo, was more than enough for him to kill.    

    

And for the dignity of the Barbarian Clan, this person must die too!    

    

"Not bad, you're still considered strong. However, your performance ends here. I will use your blood to wash everything! "    

    

Looking at the Ling Tian in the distance, Ao Jie scoffed.    

    

Although Ling Tian had killed Chi Xie, in his heart, Ling Tian was not his match.    

    

Moreover, Ling Tian had already fought a great battle once. The loss of Yuan Qi must be enormous.    

    

"I'm sick of this kind of work! If you want to kill me, then bring out all of your strength and try. "    

    

Against Ao Jie's expectations, Ling Tian was surprisingly calm.    

    

However, his words were still as arrogant as before.    

    

"With just you? Not even worthy of my full strength, but still able to take three of my moves before boasting! "    

    

Ao Jie faced the sky and sneered. He shook his head and slowly raised the Great Halberd in his hand, pointing it at Ling Tian.    

    

"If you don't die after three moves, I'll give you a chance to truly fight me!"    

    

Arrogant!    

    

If it was said that Ling Tian was inexplicably arrogant, then Ao Jie was the pride that wandered all the way to the bottom of his bones. Even though Ling Tian was like the sun at noon, in his eyes, it was still not worth mentioning.    

    

The entire Tianhe Mountain Battlefield was quiet.    

    

None of the Martial Cultivator s mocked Ao Jie's arrogance.    

    

Because he was of the Golden Bloodline, Prince Ao Jie, he had the qualifications to be arrogant.    

    

"Really?" "In that case, I am also somewhat interested ?" Ling Tian smiled, he did not make any movements, but the hand holding the Cloud Spear, tightened.    

    

He knew that the true decisive battle had arrived.    

    

"I hope you can still be so arrogant when I'm stepping on you!"    

    

As soon as Ao Jie finished speaking, he extended out his palm and casually slammed down.    

    

A palm that seemed to be very ordinary exploded out in an instant after it landed.    

    

Above the clouds, a wave of green mist appeared for no reason. Soon after, a giant palm materialized out of thin air, emitting a violent aura.    

    

This palm contained the power of the Martial Skill!    

    

The moment the giant palm appeared out of thin air, the expressions of many people on the Tianhe Mountain Battlefield changed greatly.    

    

Ao Jie can use Martial Skill!    

    

Barbarian Clan was strong to begin with, but with the amplification of the Martial Skill, the power of this palm strike could be imagined!    

    

Although he did not know what kind of Grade the palmism was, he could tell that the aura contained within the palm light was too shocking.    

    

Under the pressure of the big green palm, the Martial Cultivator below Pi Quan felt a wave of fear from the bottom of their hearts, as their entire body shivered.    

    

Ling Tian's pupils contracted fiercely as he swung the Yun Li in his hand down without the slightest hesitation.    

    

"Breaking Thunder!"    

    

The second killing move of the Thunder Sword Meridian, under full force, blossomed with lightning.    

    

A hundred meter long sword light wrapped around the lightning and clashed with the huge palm.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Space trembled, and the air vibrated.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the two attacks came to a standstill in midair.    

    

But just a moment later, that Sword Qi which was glowing with a lightning light was destroyed by that huge palm and scattered amongst the Air.    

    

Ling Tian's expression changed, he took out a Xuan Artifact shield from his storage ring and blocked the incoming palm attack.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Amidst shocking booms, the green palm collapsed, and the shield shattered.    

    

Ling Tian's figure retreated explosively, almost falling from the sky.    

    

His face, too, had turned pale, devoid of any color.    

    

"Too weak. I didn't even use 30% of my power, yet you're already so weak?"    

    

In the sky, Ao Jie stood there with a smile on his face, looking down at Ling Tian like a king.    

    

Less than 30%?    

    

Ao Jie's arrogant words immediately caused the entire Lingnan Sect to be stunned.    

    

He had only used 30% of his strength, yet he had made Ling Tian, who had just killed Chi Xie, into such a miserable state.    

    

This Barbarian Clan with golden blood was actually this terrifying.    

    

Or perhaps, the power on Ling Tian's body could really be considered ordinary now that he borrowed external strength!    

    

At this moment, Ling Tian, who was below them, also had a solemn face. This Ao Jie was truly worthy of his Golden Bloodline, he was much stronger than he had imagined.    

    

Although Thunderclap didn't form the Chunyang Finger, given his current strength as a Yuan Qi and Cloud Spear, his might was almost doubled. However, he was still shattered by the opponent's palm strike.    

    

It was so powerful that the Superior Xuan Artifact Shield was not able to withstand it.    

    

"Interesting, really boring. You are not as strong as Yun Yang, I do not wish to play anymore.    

    


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