Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian hoarsely whispered.    

Then, he slowly raised his head. Although his face could not be seen clearly, his eyes were filled with a cold sneer!    

However, Ling Tian also didn't look like it was that good either.    

His current Flaming Body was very strong, especially with the support of the Dragon and Phoenix Art.    

However, Shen Tianlian's spear skills were also considered to be a secret technique, and its attack power was still strong. The instant Ling Tian was engulfed, the area that had no protection from the battle armor was instantly ripped apart, but Ling Tian's Body's recovery rate was too strong, and in the blink of an eye, it had recovered back to normal. From the outside, he could not see that Ling Tian was injured at all.    

If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Tian's current Body was shocking, before this, even if he used all his trump cards, he would probably still be heavily injured if he didn't die.    

Ling Tian's hand touched the corner of his mouth and wiped away that trace of Blood.    

After which, a pair of eyes that contained a fighting spirit stared at Shen Tianlian. Within those eyes that contained a fire glow, a small amount of violent killing intent began to surge.    

Boom! *    

The killing intent in his eyes suddenly reached its peak!    

The current him was like a god of war descending. With the combination of his Flame s and wings, he was extremely arrogant.    

"Roar!"    

At this time, the blood in Ling Tian's body started to boil, and a faintly discernible dragon image flickered within the light of's flames.    

"Shen Tianlian, what other tricks do you have? Bring it on!"    

Using the Dragon Blood Tyrant Body Art, the bloodline power in Ling Tian's body already had the scent of a dragon.    

Even the spectators in the plaza almost thought that the one standing on the Battlestage was a dragon Demonic Beast!    

Shen Tianlian looked at Ling Tian whose momentum was astonishing, and whose eyes became even more gloomy.    

"Haha, is that so? Then why don't you try this again! "    

Immediately after, Shen Tianlian placed a hand on his chest, making a profound seal. In an instant, the black and red light behind him, together with the black Qilin Martial Soul, rose explosively, becoming increasingly dazzling.    

"I don't believe that I, Shen Tianlian, will never achieve the highest glory in my life, and will never be able to deal with a lowly Martial Cultivator like you!"    

In front of this Ling Tian who seemed to be on equal footing as him, he had clearly been angered to the point that he was truly furious. If he was not even able to take care of Ling Tian today, then wouldn't the haughty words he had spoken half a month ago cause him to lose all face?    

"Black Qi Phase!"    

Shen Tianlian's hand seals changed, and his face instantly became holy.    

Screech!    

The next moment, a sharp cry of a Qilin sounded out from within Shen Tianlian's body. The black and red light behind him transformed into a black Qilin Shadow.    

The Qilin head appeared in front of Shen Tianlian, while the Qilin tail was behind Shen Tianlian's body.    

Combined with that pair of red cloud wing, at that moment, Shen Tianlian seemed to have become a demon!    

For a time, the savage aura was unparalleled!    

But no matter what was said, at this time, Shen Tianlian's aura had increased explosively!    

"This is the phase!"    

"That's right, Shen Tianlian, as this year's number one genius of the Southern Tang, has indeed already mastered the Phase Method!"    

"This is the real Phase Method, compared to the previous Lin Feifan, it's much stronger!"    

"It's like the heavens and the earth! It can't even be compared!"    

"From the looks of it, Ling Tian is still not going to die!"    

Seeing Shen Tianlian use the Qilin's phase at this time, all the Martial Cultivator who were suppressing Shen Tianlian came back to their senses from their shock and fear.    

After all, if Shen Tianlian lost, many of them would go bankrupt!    

"Humph!"    

A cold snort sounded from the VIP's seating area. At the same time, a cold aura spread out, causing everyone to look over in the direction of the voice, only to discover that a figure had actually appeared on the main seating area.    

"Prince Rong!"    

"Greetings, your Highness."    

Everyone was shocked. They never thought that the Prince Rong that had never appeared would suddenly appear at this time!    

"Get up!"    

Prince Rong's face was gloomy and dark to the extreme, as if he was forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart.    

However, at this time, someone suddenly stood up from the VIP's seating area, and said coldly: "Your Highness Prince Rong, you don't seem to be right, that is a dragon throne, only the current Martial King has the qualifications to sit. What kind of status do you have, to be a dragon throne?"    

"In addition, I would also like to ask, Longmen Large Scale, your majesty, are you still not prepared to preside over this? Your Majesty, where is he now?! "    

As the voice of the disciple fell, the entire VIP's seating area became silent.    

Who dared to speak to Prince Rong like that, did they not want to live anymore?    

Everyone looked over, but realized that the one who was speaking was the Supervising Censor, Chen Xuanling!    

He was the supervisor of the hundred officials, holding the replica Tai Ajian in his hand, in Chang An, no one dared to offend him.    

Unexpectedly, he didn't even fear the Prince Rong.    

"Hmph, you think you're qualified to ask about the whereabouts of Martial King? Moreover, this king is following the orders of the emperor to preside over the Large Competition.    

The Prince Rong said coldly.    

"Since that's the case, then Chen Xuanling can only act impartially!"    

Chen Xuanling said as he pulled Tai Ajian out from his back.    

"Xuan age, don't be impatient!"    

Behind him, Li Ke pressed on Chen Xuanling's shoulder.    

"Don't try to persuade me, I am a censor. If I don't care about these kinds of overstepping, how am I fit to be a servant?"    

However, Chen Xuanling's heart was resolute.    

Just as Chen Xuanling was about to challenge the dignity of the Prince Rong, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded from above the King's Battlestage. The dragon's roar carried a dragon's might and swept out through the barrier, the dragon's might was extremely pure, causing Chen Xuanling, who was standing on the VIP's platform and wielding his sword, to stare in shock!    

Roar!    

Sure enough, on top of King's Battlestage, Ling Tian who was bathed in fire like a war general also had some changes!    

In Ling Tian's body, the tyrannical flame dragon bloodline started to boil, and started to surge like a torrent. The bloodline power passed through the surface of his body, and an ancient tyrannical dragon roar sounded out, following that, all the flames in his body started to gather on the surface of Ling Tian's body.    

The fiery pterosaur snaked its way around Ling Tian's body, and an indescribable pressure spread out between the heaven and earth, causing everyone to feel suppressed. It was as if the Ling Tian in front of them, was an unrivalled King!    

"This, this is also the phase! Ling Tian actually has the power of phase! "    

The elders of the Dao were all dumbstruck as they looked at Ling Tian's Fire Dragon's figure which was getting more and more relaxed. Suddenly, their bodies started to tremble intensely. Even his voice had become shaky.    

Ling Tian was too terrifying, his trump cards never stopped!    

Gradually, their confidence in Shen Tianlian ran out.    

Now, they began to feel pain for the large number of Spirit Coin that had been put out!