Lin Tianming said with a crazy laugh.

"I'll let you know."

Zi Ming said in a faint voice, "I will let you know that your strength is nothing to me?"

After saying that, a stream of light flashed.

Zi Ming took action with great force. A tearing sound resounded in the void, and two terrifying rays of terrifying lights burst out in his eyes.

"Thousands of Great Hands!"

The palm seal was unparalleled, and a golden light was destroyed. It was suppressed in an instant.

The surrounding space collapses!

laugh!

Lin Tianming's eyes opened, and in an instant, his muscles swelled, and the invincible holy platform and the immortal martial arts holy heart in his body were all complementary.

"Killing Demon Fist!"

A terrifying fist light came out wildly, wrapped in spiritual energy, demonic energy, and strong killing energy.

A blood-red light exploded completely.

The palm prints and fists burst into pieces, and a submerged aura of destruction broke out.

Zi Ming's eyes were full of violence.

Bang! A big explosion resounded.

Two steps backwards.

Lin Tianming looked calm and had never taken a step back. When he saw this scene, Zi Ming's face suddenly darkened, and he was still a little cold and ugly.

"I really underestimate you!"

But so what if you are strong? It is still no match for him. He Ziming will definitely suppress this person here.

"Zhentian is dead!"

A Shenyuan Demon Sword appeared in Lin Tianming's palm instantly, and he held it in his hand.

The sword energy was raging.

The air emerged from cracks.

Zi Ming's face turned gloomy, and he roared, and his eyes were filled with an unparalleled violent aura, and he punched out in an instant.

The sword energy was raging, and cracks spread out in the space. Zi Ming's fist light was domineering, and under the sword energy, it became a slag.

Everyone's pupils contracted.

Zi Ming's face darkened, and he was about to take action when he saw a terrifying sword intent coming in a crazy manner. His pupils contracted, "Not good!"

It's too late!

Why is the meaning of a knife so fast?

Lin Tianming's expression was calm.

A puff!

One of Zi Ming's arm shot out, blood pouring out, and his face looked ugly.

Shocked! Everyone's faces changed, and their eyes became solemn.

Zi Ming, the third-level sage, was cut off one arm?

"You are qualified to covet waste, mine, too?"

Lin Tianming said indifferently.

Zi Ming's facial features were distorted, his face was full of humiliation, and his body was trembling because of his anger.
Chapter completed!