Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Wan Yanlun's expression was gloomy and cold, the attack just now had completely humiliated him, almost causing him to capsize. Otherwise, even if he were to kill this Ling Tian, he wouldn't be able to raise his head in front of the other clan King in the future.    

"What are you waiting for, kill all of the Human Race below!"    

Wan Yanlie bellowed.    

The Huns s who were stunned by Ling Tian immediately regained their senses, the two million strong army s went up against them. Although Pei Tianqing and the rest led a powerful forward team, they could not stop them all.    

In a short period of time, the Hun army that was tens of miles long charged to the defensive line set up by Cui Zhan.    

"Heh heh, brothers, it's time for us to show off our skills. Stop them!"    

In that moment, Cui Zhan bellowed. Rays of light rose from the defensive line, forming a line with cracks in it.    

The two armies clashed like mountains, countless Huns were blocked, and from the crevices that gushed in, there were also an army from the back that started to fight.    

Suddenly, the two armies of the human and the Huns began to fight with their lives on the line.    

"Haha, Human Race, despair! You and your great army will be buried here today. I will make a river of blood flow to all of you!"    

Wan Yanlun laughed sinisterly, he did not want to waste any more time with Ling Tian.    

His hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, completely dropped down. A strange purple flame wrapped around his palms, and in an instant, a scorching hot pressure suddenly spread out.    

Swoosh!    

The instant the Flame's pressure reached its peak, Wan Yanlun directly struck out, and his figure disappeared once again. But within the Void, that pressure seemed to have substance, and evolved into a monstrous wave made up of Flame, which finally transformed into a gigantic palm that swept towards Ling Tian, wanting to annihilate him completely.    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

Wave after wave rolled forward, one after the other. As they collided, an extremely terrifying force exploded forth. Under this heaven overflowing purple fire palm, Ling Tian was like an ant.    

After seeing Wan Yanlun use all his strength, the expressions of Cui Zhan and the others turned serious. Wan Yanlun's combat power was indeed terrifying.    

As for the Arena s, they kept sneering. It had been a long time since they had seen take action, he was definitely going to die.    

"Little Human Race, the disparity between you and us is not just a thousand miles. Very soon, you people will know where the difference is."    

The Arena's expression was sinister, their eyes flashed with ridicule.    

All of them were very confident, the scene of Wan Yanlun being blown out just now, was not even there.    

However, facing Wan Yanlun's huge palm, Ling Tian did not panic. Clenching his five fingers tightly, he brandished his Thunder and Fire Sword and went forward to meet it.    

Boom! *    

When the Sword Qi and the palm light collided, an earth-shaking explosion immediately occurred. Waves after waves of terrifying shock waves spread out crazily.    

Flame danced as lightning flashed unrestrainedly. Sword light flashed unhindered.    

Everyone's heart immediately thumped. They were all quite shaken by this loud sound, as if they were heavily struck by it.    

Many of the weaker experts groaned and quickly retreated several hundred feet back.    

"Hu Chi!"    

This time, Ling Tian's figure finally moved. In one breath, he took three steps back, and with each step back, the blood in his body crazily digested the huge amount of Dou Qi energy that he had to endure.    

Wan Yanlun's palm strike was very impressive.    

"You have some skill. You only took three steps back after receiving my palm strike!"    

Wan Yanlun's attack succeeded, his face turned sinister, the zhenyuan on his body became even more vigorous. The waves of the Flame rippled like the waves of a vast ocean. The force of the impact even seemed to have compressed and deformed the surrounding space.    

Boom! * Boom! * Boom! *    

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged several moves. Each of their moves caused the entire battlefield to tremble slightly.    

Ling Tian's eyes flashed with a strange light. This Wan Yanlun was indeed powerful, and was far from something the Fresh Elf King could compare to.    

Furthermore, Qiang Jie's entire body was covered in extremely strange purple flame qi. The energy was pure, and the Body was not bad.    

This was the first time Ling Tian had ever met such an opponent.    

Furthermore, Ling Tian understood that the eight great clans all had their own unique fighting techniques. Previously, when he killed the King Qinguang, he had personally witnessed his opponent using the low and fresh fighting techniques.    

Right now, this Wan Yanlun had not even used his battle strategy.    

"Pfft!"    

Finally, Ling Tian slashed on the same wound as the previous few slashes, causing Wan Yanlun's Blood to surge out, and his back was ripped apart by Ling Tian's sword.    

"Damn it!"    

Wan Yanlun was extremely embarrassed and furious, he repeated his killing moves, but was unable to do anything to Ling Tian.    

Furthermore, on the current battlefield, his two million strong army s were not able to sweep Human Race away either.    

The battle formation of the Human Race had completely restricted his army.    

It was to the extent that his Arena s were actually killed one after another by the experts of the Human Race without a Arena of the third step.    

If this continued, even if his Huns won, his losses would be disastrous.    

This sort of victory would only make the other tribes laugh!    

Right now, as long as he could forcefully kill this Ling Tian in front of him, he could directly suppress all the experts in the Human Race and sweep through them!    

"You forced me to do this!"    

"It has been hundreds of years since I last fought Qiang Jie in front of the Human Race!"    

"Today, you can die under Qiang Jie's decisive battle. You can be proud of yourself!"    

Wan Yanlun's face was extremely sinister. In the next moment, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and muttered an incantation.    

Suddenly, the wings on his back flapped, and the purple flame inside his body flared up in an instant, turning into a ferocious beast and enveloping his entire body.    

Wan Yanlun's body, on the other hand, became covered with bone spikes, becoming more and more ugly and evil.    

However, his imposing manner and pressure had also explosively increased to an extremely terrifying degree at this very moment!    

"Ling Tian, accept my judgement, die!"    

Suddenly, Qiang Jie shouted explosively. He suddenly extended his hand forward, and purplish black Weapon that looked like claws appeared on his palm. On top of it, was a soul of the Vicious Beasts, which was one hundred and seventy meters long and extremely powerful!    

The Soul of Artifact of the Weapon was even stronger than the Lao Hou.    

Although it could not be considered a Wangdao Weapon Blade.    

But it was definitely a top-grade heavenly weapon that was beneath the Wangdao Weapon Blade!    

The moment the claws he swatted down, they immediately shattered the Void and fiercely pressed down towards Ling Tian. The might of the attack immediately enveloped Ling Tian.    

The moment Wan Yanlun began to fight, the entire battlefield was enveloped by this strong pressure. human army, at this moment, was completely suppressed, while Hun army, one after another, roared wildly.    

Under the stimulation of the battle, the Hun army finally took action!