Sword Venerable Ling Tian

If it was before, Ling Tian would have to risk his life to fight against this prophet.    

    

But now that he had successfully refined the glazed body, his strength had explosively increased, so how could he be afraid?    

    

If the Human Martial King was able to suppress this Huns three thousand years ago, then it would be today, three thousand years later.    

    

He, Ling Tian, could also do it!    

    

Thinking about that, Ling Tian slowly removed the rod sword on his back.    

    

"What, are you still not kneeling and begging for mercy?"    

    

Seeing the killing intent and movements in Ling Tian's eyes, Hun Prophet was even more furious.    

    

This Human Race still wanted to oppose him?    

    

"Little bastard, you will never know how big the difference is between Huns and Human Race. Even the Martial King back then would not dare to defile my Huns!"    

    

He was furious, he had admitted that Ling Tian was strong, and that only the young Martial King could compare to him.    

    

But in the end, this Human Race Ling Tian did not possess the combat power of the Soul Formation stage. He was confident that she would be able to defeat all those under the Martial King, no matter how monstrous of a genius she was.    

    

Even if Ling Tian was proficient in Inherent Skills, he was still nothing in front of him.    

    

"If you want to fight, then let's fight. Why are you blabbering so much?"    

    

Ling Tian merged the Thunder Sword s into one and snorted.    

    

"Bastard!"    

    

Huns couldn't stand it any longer and suddenly made his move.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

He took a step forward, and an endless amount of Dou Qi vibrated under his feet. With a huge fluctuation of energy, the earth quaked and the mountains shook, bringing about a berserk might as he once again arrived in front of Ling Tian.    

    

With a stiff yet sinister creepy smile, cruel and evil, he raised the mottled golden Great sword. Before he unsheathed his sword, he only used the scabbard.    

    

This kind of method was extremely rare. He did not strike, but that Sword Qi, with the support of the Great sword, became even stronger than before. When he swung his sword down, it was much stronger than the punch he just made.    

    

He wanted to use that method to kill Ling Tian with a single slash.    

    

In his eyes, was Ling Tian not worthy of him pulling out the sword?    

    

He had suffered at the hands of Ling Tian earlier, and now, not only did he have to kill Ling Tian, he had to redeem himself.    

    

This was the dignity of a Emperor.    

    

Facing this extremely arrogant and domineering sword strike, Ling Tian suddenly sneered.    

    

If the opponent did not draw his sword, then he did not need to use it either.    

    

Other than sword techniques, he had quite a few cards up his sleeves.    

    

"Come on, let's see if your sword is stronger than my fist!"    

    

"Let me tell you, you are Good-for-nothing!"    

    

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

    

Amidst Ling Tian's laughter, which was filled with arrogance, he lifted the combo Weapon and used his other hand to instantly form the image of a multicolored dragon.    

    

Boom! *    

    

The fist and palm collided, and like two mountains colliding, a dazzling light and a deafening explosion burst forth. The scattered shockwave caused sand to fill the sky, engulfing the heaven and earth ?    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

A huge impact came from the energy, causing the ground of the Golden Valley to suddenly explode. Countless cracks snaked across the ground like a gigantic spider web. At this moment, the surrounding mountains were all transformed into fine powder and dust, although a fierce wind was blowing them away.    

    

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, Golden Valley was destined to be destroyed.    

    

human army had even retreated fifty kilometers, watching from afar.    

    

This was an incomparably shocking exchange!    

    

This was probably the most grand occasion in the Southern Tang for the past three thousand years.    

    

All the Huns s kneeled on the ground and kowtowed under the hand of the Prophet. They were also praying and cursing for the Human Race's death in front of the Holy Land.    

    

However, the dust did not dissipate. Instead, they saw the glassy, multicolored light within it flash. Although it was pushed back this time, it did not fall into the air.    

    

This move of theirs, the Prophet, was actually still unable to shake this Human Race Ling Tian!    

    

Hun Prophet, who was trapped within, was even more shocked. This strike was not as simple as it seemed. If it was an ordinary Human Race, even if it was an almighty being from the Peak primordial spirit, it would still be absolutely impossible to receive this sword blow with such ease.    

    

Even the current Prince Rong would not be as safe as this.    

    

But this Descendant of Human in front of him, with a mere Method the late or even a Primordial Spirit, was actually able to receive a second attack from him.    

    

After being shocked and angry, the Eyes in the hole suddenly became passionate and laughed sinisterly: "Hehe, looks like you have quite a few secrets, to have such a combat power at this age, no wonder you are so arrogant!"    

    

"However, this is all a gift to me. After I kill you, I will dig out everything that belongs to you and leave it all to me."    

    

Although he was still in Puppet, he still wanted to become stronger.    

    

Hun Prophet laughed coldly again and again. Greed and anger rose together as he soared into the sky and attacked again.    

    

Looking from afar, when the two fought in midair, regardless of whether it was the exploding multicolored light or the blood fog that bloomed, it was both incomparably shocking.    

    

Boom! * Boom! * Boom! *    

    

A terrifying phenomenon spread across the sky as blazing rays of light and fierce fighting within the Martial Skill illuminated the entire region, causing everyone to feel even more shocked.    

    

At this time, Ling Tian's body was covered in a multicolored light, his fists were bathed in the shadows of dragons, he had a boundless elegance, and was terrifyingly strong.    

    

The more Hun Prophet fought, the more shocked he was, and the more he couldn't calm down. Although his current condition was far worse than before, he was still the strongest practitioner under the Dou Huang, and he believed that Ling Tian reaching two of his moves was already his limit.    

    

But after more than ten moves, he still wasn't able to take down Ling Tian, and was still in the midst of fighting.    

    

This made Hun Prophet even more anxious.    

    

"It's not over yet!"    

    

Hun Prophet roared. He felt humiliated, thoroughly humiliated. He had actually failed to take Ling Tian down even after more than ten moves, let alone stomping his opponent into meat paste. It was simply too shameful and humiliating.    

    

"Sacred Eagle, I raised you for a thousand years, are you not going to make your move?"    

    

Suddenly, the Hun Prophet pushed Ling Tian back as Spiritual consciousness filled the air.    

    

In the next moment, the space behind Ling Tian suddenly shook, and a gold coloured War Eagle Shadow appeared, then congealed into a middle-aged man, dancing with both claws, grabbing towards Ling Tian's back.    

    

This figure's sudden appearance, and at such a close distance, Ling Tian could no longer avoid it.    

    

In the human army, Xiao Shisan and the rest that were watching exclaimed out.    

    

Because this figure actually carried an aura comparable to that of a Arena of the eighth step.    

    

With such a sneak attack, under Ling Tian's defenseless attack, if he got caught, the consequences could be imagined.    

    

However, Ling Tian who was in the air did not move, as if he was allowing the Sacred Eagle to grab him.    

    

"Hehe, you think you can ignore the sacred eagle just because your Body is tyrannical?"    

    

"Even if I can't kill you, it would be enough to restrain you!"    

    

Hun Prophet laughed coldly.    

    

But in the next moment, his laughter abruptly stopped.    

    

This was because behind Ling Tian, just as the Sacred Eagle's sharp claws were about to tear apart Ling Tian's dorsal spine, a silver light suddenly appeared beside him!    

    

From within the Void, a sharp claw even sharper than that of the Sacred Eagle appeared, and actually blocked the sneak attack of the Sacred Eagle!    

    

"You want to sneak attack my master? Have you asked me?"    

    

With that said, a silver figure appeared from behind Ling Tian.    

    

Even though his appearance was still young and tender, the pressure on his body had reached the peak of the Rank 6 Demonic Beast!    

    

This was a little shadow that had not appeared for a long time!