Sword Venerable Ling Tian

However, Ling Tian, who was floating in the air, with his silver hair flying around, shouted loudly. A pair of gigantic scarlet wings on his back suddenly flapped, releasing a bright light, and at the same time, the Taichu Meridian and Dragon King's Supreme Arts activated.    

At this moment, the boundless aurasea and the fiery Blood began to boil at the same time.    

And at this moment, Ling Tian's aura once again rose explosively.    

"You want to suppress me? Dream on! Open for me!"    

Ling Tian shouted, his entire body covered in the dragon's fiery light, causing Ling Tian to look like a dragon general walking out of Draconic domain.    

The powerful Spiritual consciousness also erupted at this moment. Although the The Power of Spiritual Perception was just comparable to the intermediate primordial spirit, it was formed from God Splitting Sword and could directly rival Zhao Wuliang.    

This time, the God Splitting Sword did not stab Zhao Wuliang, but directly slashed down from the sky, directly shattering the pressure of the Spiritual consciousness above everyone's head.    

The Spiritual consciousness's imprisonment disappeared and Yi Zhongtian and the others frantically escaped. Ling Tian on the other hand, let out a cold laugh as his hands held up the sky, directly condensing into two Cloud Flashing Hands, they shot up into the sky!    

Each of Ling Tian's palms were three thousand meters large, and in terms of the degree of condensation of the Yuan Qi, they were not any weaker than the Crossing Rivers Palm.    

In an instant, the entire Pingyao was astonishingly looking at the three fire and water palms above their heads, colliding with each other.    

In that instant, the world shattered!    

Three Martial Skill s of the same level clashed together, causing a vacuum to temporarily appear in the entire sky.    

Inside, even the Air had completely evaporated.    

Even that space had become incomparably pitch-black. Space was torn apart as spatial storms rolled about within, like pitch-black mouths that ate people.    

After a short period of silence, it was only after several breaths that a deafening buzzing sound rang in everyone's ears.    

Instantly, a sonic boom, accompanied by violent winds, swept across the entire Pingyao. Nearly all of the two hundred thousand strong army were unable to remain safe in the combat power as they activated their Yuan Qi one by one to defend against the crazy impact.    

When the aftermath of the blast entered the air, only then did they look towards the core area of the collision. However, they astonishingly discovered that under the sky, even though Ling Tian's figure was pushed back, it was still enough to shake the earth.    

However, he appeared to be safe and sound!    

In fact, the aura was still so strong!    

With his silver hair fluttering in the wind, the fiery red dragon Shadow surrounded him and did not dissipate!    

Ling Tian, under the furious attack of a tyrannical almighty being like Zhao Wuliang, actually endured it!    

This, made them unable to believe their own eyes!    

Who was Zhao Wuliang?    

This was an existence that even the Marquis of Ji State s could not do anything about.    

He is the overlord of the entire Jinnan!    

It was because of Zhao Wuliang that the Zhao Family had flourished for a thousand years!    

But now, a mere Descendant who had just seized the chief of Longmen was able to stand equally with him?    

At this moment, not only was the Martial Cultivator within and outside the Pingyao shocked, even Zhao Wuliang herself, who had flown up onto the Pingyao, was staring at her hands with a dumbstruck expression.    

He even felt that it was his palm strike, with the exception of some problem.    

In his mind, this palm strike was enough to instantly kill Ling Tian.    

"Dammit. Junior, you truly deserve to die!"    

Zhao Wuliang was extremely embarrassed and angry.    

His palm did not manage to kill Ling Tian, and this made him blush deeply.    

Immediately, the pupils of the Ling Tian who made his gaze look down, contracted. From Ling Tian's body, he actually felt a deep sense of dread.    

This young man was truly terrifying.    

No wonder, this was the descendant of the Duke of Ling!    

Falling from the sky, Zhao Wuliang picked up Zhao Wenzhuo's body from the pit.    

His entire body couldn't help but tremble when he saw his nephew's miserable death.    

His elder brother had not come out from closed door cultivation up till now. If he knew that Zhao Wenzhuo was already dead, he simply did not know how to explain himself.    

And all of this was done by this Ling Tian.    

The only thing he could do was to forcefully kill Ling Tian in front of everyone present!    

To calm the hatred in his heart.    

"Zhao Wuliang? "It seems like you are only this old. Don't tell me that you have lived to the point where you are like a dog?"    

Ling Tian looked at the distant Zhao Wuliang who was hovering in the sky and could not help but sneer.    

"Insulting me? "Then go and die now!"    

Seeing that Ling Tian still dared to mock him, Zhao Wuliang could not take it anymore. He cursed, and without giving Ling Tian much time to react, he raised his hand and punched again.    

BOOM!    

As he swung his fist out, a vast amount of Yuan Qi congealed into a ferocious roaring green lion this time, and for a long time, the entire sky turned green.    

The roar shook the sky.    

BOOM!    

The power of this punch of Zhao Wuliang's had undergone a tremendous change. Although his understanding of the power wasn't as good as that of the palm strike just now, the Yuan Qi that erupted from this fist was extremely dense, the cyan berserk lion was extremely lifelike, as if it wanted to swallow Ling Tian whole.    

Not only that, under the attack of this fist, the sky and earth changed color, and the Martial Cultivator in the surrounding tens of kilometers dodged to the side.    

Zhao Wuliang's vicious attack was shockingly powerful.    

"Ling Tian, I will turn you into dust to comfort my nephew's soul in heaven!" Seeing the fighting intent in Ling Tian's eyes, Zhao Wuliang who was in mid air could not help but sneer, his expression extremely sinister.    

"Hehe, a fist? However, in my eyes, this little lion is too weak! "    

Ling Tian let out a cold snort. Facing this unprecedented, powerful killing move, flames surged through his entire body, and the dragon image wailed. The bloodline power in his body, instantly condensed above his Arm, and in the next moment, a fiery red flame dragon took form.    

Swimming Dragon Fist, Travelling Dragon World!    

Fiery light flared up, wrapping around the Flame Dragon on Ling Tian's Arm. In the instant Ling Tian's fist struck out, it roared out, and the Flame Dragon's figure merged with the powerful Body's power and elemental energy.    

With one punch, the suppression and pressure that Zhao Wuliang's punch brought, were completely shattered.    

Boom! *    

Zhao Wuliang's descending fist, which carried a boundless azure light, and Ling Tian's dragon fist, collided with each other.    

The world was shattered, the gale dissipated, and the Flame Dragon roared in rage.    

BOOM!    

Ling Tian's clothes flapped in the wind, filling with a terrifying crackling sound, his long hair fluttering in the wind.    

A terrifying punch with an intimidating sound was sent flying without any success, causing Zhao Wuliang to groan as he was forced to retreat. On the other hand, with the support of both the Body's power and the elemental energy, the terrifying zhenyuan in Ling Tian's body surged, causing him to retreat for a short period of time, and not get killed by Zhao Wuliang's fist!    

Although it looked like Ling Tian was still at a disadvantage.    

However, it could also be seen as a tie.    

However, this scene shocked everyone present, including Zhao Wuliang.    

The latter's fatal blow failed once again.    

The current Ling Tian who was standing arrogantly in the sky was like an undefeated general, leaving others helpless.