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Chapter 1757

hiss!

hiss!

Many powerful people at the scene looked at Yun Bai in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, they felt the aura of death spread throughout their body in an instant. No one expected that Yun Bai, a demigod powerful man, would take full advantage of Ling Tian's full strength.

It's as simple as slaughtering food?

easy!

Torture and kill!

Such a scene is really terrible.

Zhang Shuo witnessed Yun Bai being abused and killed with his own eyes. His heart trembled violently. When he came back to his senses, he was already in anger: "Little Zazi, how dare you kill the powerful demigods of the Heavenly Temple."

"You are ready to accept the crazy revenge of the Temple of Heaven?"

Between the roar.

As soon as Zhang Shuo raised his long sword, a cold and cold light burst out from his eyes again, without any hesitation. In the blink of an eye, he rushed out strongly. The long sword slashed the ground and came straight to Ling Tian, ​​feeling of death.

Filling the blade.

Seeing this, Ling Tian didn't care. He looked colder in his eyes. With a light flash, there was a wave of solid air deep in his fingertips, like thunder, mixed with several silver needles afterimages.

Go out of life.

Swallowing!

The silver needle broke through the air, and opened the door of the god of death again. Zhang Shuo felt strong, and he shook his long sword in his hand: "Looking for death."

The long sword was shaking, trying to change the situation, but unfortunately the silver needle was tricky and it was not something that Zhang Shuo could resist. In the moment of the horizontal knife, the silver needle flew away again.

Puff!

Puff!

In just a moment, the silver needle bomb shot into the body, and Zhang Shuo couldn't help but feel his soul trembling. A breath of death spread, which made Zhang Shuo even more shocked: "Is it poison again?"

Just now, the battle circle.

Although Zhang Shuo never joined, he clearly saw that the biggest reason why Yun Bai died in battle was the poisonous needle emitted by Ling Tian.

Zhang Shuo took a step back.

Jiang Xiang!

Feng Kun!

The two powerful emperors took action tacitly. Just as the two of them took action, two terrifying waves of aura spread out in an instant, directly covering Zhang Shuo in front.

"Damn it."

Although Zhang Shuo is strong, he first has a poisonous needle into his body, and then two emperors take full advantage of it. Suddenly, it turned out to be—

The signs of defeat have been revealed.

"Damn it."

Zhang Shuo growled again, and his whole body was filled with a wave of energy. He had a long sword in his hand, and then he had a domineering sword shadow. He retreated from the two emperors. Just as he shook the emperor back for a moment, Zhang Shuo felt the aura of death even more.

Spread all over the body.

The breath of death permeates.

There was even cold light deep in Ling Tian's eyes. It was a great trick to start again. The silver needles in the sky exploded like rain in an instant, locking Zhang Shuo in an instant.

hiss!

Zhang Shuo did not expect that Ling Tian could have such great power?

Under instinct, Zhang Shuo lifted his sword and slashed again.

The long sword removes the silver needle.

Although he was not frustrated and consumed a lot, Zhang Shuo's body stepped back, Ling Tian frowned and his eyes were murderous.

Take advantage of his illness!

Try him to die.

When dealing with the enemy, Ling Tian never wrote down the word "kindness". Then he took another step. The golden light rose in the sky. Ling Tian raised his hand, and the spreading golden light gathered in his palm, and he saw a shadow of the palm.

With the power of thunder.

Destroy and press.

Boom!

With a shock, the thunder rushes up, Zhang Shuo's heart trembles hard, unable to resist the power of the Buddha's palm, and Jiang Xiang and the others seize the opportunity even more.

Holy Knife!

Spear!

It swept out in an instant.

Although Zhang Shuo was strong, he had already had the will but lacked strength in the face of the repeated attacks. When facing the attacks of the two emperors, he felt powerless. He wanted to resist the sword, but he was like an ant.
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