Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The blood vortex seemed to have produced a gigantic Huns body that was bathed in Blood. He was dressed in blood armor and his eyes shone with a terrifying and vicious light.    

The battle prowess of the third clan was indeed quite powerful.    

"Hmph, die!"    

High up in the air, Ye Lvhachi's voice rang, a blood light appeared from his body, and in the next moment, he was instantly sent flying several kilometers, arriving in front of Ling Tian, raising his fist, as though he was going to smash Ling Tian to pieces!    

All the human army s cried out in alarm.    

They could feel how terrifying Ye Lvhachi's punch, which was filled with the power of battle, was.    

If Ling Tian got hit, he would definitely not be able to endure it.    

"Haha ?"    

However, under the gaze of the two races, Ling Tian chuckled, then suddenly turned into mist, and in the next moment, he disappeared from Ye Lvhachi's side.    

Swish!    

Ye Lvhachi's punch landed on empty air and tore apart space. However, Ling Tian's figure could no longer be seen.    

It was as if Ling Tian did not exist here.    

"What speed is this?!"    

Ye Lvhachi turned pale with fright, because he was extremely confident in his own speed. Even if it was the Human Race s teleportation, it was absolutely impossible for them to dodge his fist this easily.    

As for this Ling Tian, he was only using Method the late, he could not even activate Instant Blast. Ye Lvhachi had understood his speed beforehand, but how could he compare to Instant Blast?    

Moreover, it was definitely not the atomizing movement skill that was in front of him.    

"Hehe, you're so fierce, do you really want to kill me?"    

"Haha, I'm not moving anymore. Why don't you try again?"    

Ling Tian flashed a white fog and appeared three thousand meters behind him.    

It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.    

"Ma De, you dare to play with me!"    

Ye Lvhachi was infuriated, but as he turned his eyes, he suddenly waved his hand. Countless spiderweb-like blood red threads shot out, covering Ling Tian's position in an instant!    

This time, Ye Lvhachi's attack was just too sudden, and the area of effect was extremely large, even if he teleported, he could not escape the mountain wall.    

Ling Tian also didn't seem to want to dodge, and just like that, he was enveloped by the blood colored net. The blood colored net rose, causing Ling Tian to feel as if the surrounding space had frozen, and he himself couldn't move an inch!    

Ye Lvhachi's move, was actually Control!    

"Haha, foolish Human Race junior, under my Blood Congealing Network, where can you escape to?"    

"In the face of true strength, your little trick will only end up as a joke!"    

Seeing that Ling Tian was being controlled, Monman King could not help but laugh.    

"Hehe, this is quite interesting. However, it just so happens that I can try out my own little divine ability."    

However, Ling Tian who was being controlled had a mighty smile on his face. Under Ye Lvhachi's incredulous gaze, the white mist flashed and instantly shattered the blood web on his body. In the next moment, it broke free from it.    

"What!?"    

At this time, even Ye Lvhachi was stunned.    

His Blood Condensation Network had never failed before, and he had never heard of a heaven-step cultivation method that could remove such control.    

"Could it be a sacred art?"    

At that moment, Ye Lvhachi asked in surprise.    

In his mind, only those cultivation techniques would have such an effect.    

But how could Ling Tian of the Phase Stage know it?    

"Again!"    

Ling Tian floated in the air and looked at Monman King with disdain.    

"Don't dodge if you dare!"    

"Blood Covering Bone Shattering Fist!"    

With a gloomy face, Ye Lvhachi threw out a punch, causing the blood armored giant's five fingers inside the scarlet whirlpool to clench and attack Ling Tian ruthlessly.    

Under the effects of the battle, the warrior power of Yershalu seemed to be inexhaustible.    

The enormous fist light was like a bloody mountain that fell from the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth.    

Compared to the Yerushu s, who knows how many times stronger this Ye Lvhachi was.    

Ling Tian's eyes were very indifferent. Even though he was arrogant, he would never look down on a strong enemy too much. Both of his shoulders shook, and the crimson red Dragon Phoenix Shadow, bathed in scarlet Flame rose from his back, as the boundless zhenyuan in his aura sea continuously poured into the Shadow.    

Ling Tian also seemed to have transformed, looking from afar, he looked like a Flame monster that had just walked out of a different world.    

That boundless scarlet light was like a dragon god descending to the world, shining brilliantly upon this gloomy world.    

"This... Is this your final battle? It really is the battle of our Huns! "    

At this time, when Ye Lvhachi saw the frightening scarlet red glow on Ling Tian's body, his face immediately changed.    

Although it was strange, he felt that what Ling Tian had displayed was definitely not a real battle outcome.    

But now that he saw it, he was completely dumbfounded.    

This was not just a battle, but an extremely high level battle. It was far more powerful than his Meng Man's Blood Spirit Art!    

"You, how can you have the final battle with my Huns!"    

Suddenly, his expression completely changed, and great waves arose within the depths of his heart. One must know that this kind of intense battle was absolutely comparable to the Imperial level battle of the first clan!    

"It must be due to this boy's luck that he was able to create such a legend at such a young age after obtaining such a powerful battle technique."    

After being stunned, Ye Lvhachi quickly figured out the reason. The fire in his eyes could not help but burn as he thought, "This battle is so powerful. I'm afraid it must have an amazing origin."    

Even if Ling Tian could cultivate it, it would definitely be because of his physique that he would not be able to reach perfection in it.    

If he could take this battle into his own hands.    

When that time came, this opportunity would be given to him, Ye Lvhachi!    

He who possessed the Imperial battle outcome would definitely possess unparalleled prestige in the Huns!    

Thinking about it, Ye Lvhachi's expression turned hot, he thought that if he could kill this guy, he could reap such rewards.    

It was truly an unexpected joy, and upon thinking about it, an uncontrollable greed surfaced in Ye Lvhachi's eyes. Battle qi crazily surged all over his body as the power of the Blood Fist he unleashed increased explosively once again!    

When the huge blood fist was about to fall, the scarlet light that erupted from Ling Tian's body also shot to the clouds, bringing his aura to its peak.    

Just then, Ling Tian raised his left fist, the golden dragon image on it bathing in red Flame, while all the zhenyuan on its body flowed into the dragon image, in an instant, the dragon image was suspended above Ling Tian's head, just like a golden dragon god!    

"Swimming Dragon Fist, Golden Dragon Crossing the Heavens!"    

Ling Tian bellowed, his five fingers clenched, the sinister Golden Dragon roared, transforming into a golden fist tip, smashing out fiercely!    

This, was the sixth stage of the Swimming Dragon Fist, Golden Dragon Crossing the Heavens!    

This was the first time Ling Tian had blasted the sixth stage of Swimming Dragon Fist out since he came out of seclusion!    

A straight punch from the golden divine dragon burst out from Ling Tian's hand, meeting the blood colored fist that was descending from the ninth heaven.    

Between the heavens and the earth, the crimson red and the blood shadow were anxious as they fought each other!    

Bang    

The sixth stage of Swimming Dragon Fist violently clashed with the blood fist in midair, producing a loud noise as it exploded with Void, which continuously resounded within the mountain range. Inside and outside the Yumen, many weaker cultivation bases such as the Martial Cultivator and the Huns were blown away by the explosion, and Blood s started to spew out of them.    

Boom! *    

In this shocking phenomenon, the Swimming Dragon Fist and the huge blood colored fist were completely entangled, and the terrifying explosion sounded like countless thunderclaps from nine heavens above as they clashed together.    

Crack!    

After a short while, in the midst of the intense battle, the blood fists of the Golden Dragon and the Meng Man shattered. The shattered scarlet red light was like a meteor shower, shooting out like lightning and blasting open giant craters in the ground one after another, causing the Huns to suffer yet another heavy loss of life.