In an instant, when the sword energy entered the body, Mo Ning's heart trembled suddenly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out in an instant.

Blood rises.

Cold and happy.

A breath of death appeared in Mo Ning's heart, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Ning suddenly became difficult to deal with and shook back in an instant. As Mo Ning retreated, Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and rushed forward again.

now!

In Ling Tian’s heart, there was only Mitian’s murderous intent: “Mo Ning, today you came to my Jinxiu Pavilion to cause trouble in this posture. Your blood will be sprayed on the foot of my Jinxiu Pavilion.”

The king's words.

The knife light is steep.

When Ling Tian raised his hand, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared under his palm, and a grand golden light fell on Mo Ning's chest in front of him in an instant.

Puff!

Mo Ning spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his body shook back several steps. At this moment, Mo Ning felt even more shocked: "So strong!"

Mo Ning was shocked!

Cold trembled.

Just as he stood firm, he saw Ling Tian rushing forward again in front of him. As Ling Tian rushed out, immediately, a sword in Ling Tian’s hand lit up again with Buddha light. The place where the public robes stood seemed to be trying to be saved?

at once!

The huge thunder power covered Mo Ning's body again. Faced with such oppression, Mo Ning could only force the energy of the ancestor king. With the grand aura covered, the waves of the air around Mo Ning condensed in an instant.

A sword light blew up and slashed down.

Double sword pair.

The air is swaying.

Within ten miles of radius, all the strong men subconsciously squinted their eyes. Such a battle between powerful men is no longer something they can intervene at will. Many of the powerful men of the ancestors were even suppressed to the ground.

Sweep with one knife.

The air waves suddenly opened, and everyone at the scene was even more shocked, especially King Mo Ningzu, who felt his soul tremble: "So strong."

At this time, Mo Ning could clearly feel that the tendons and veins in his body seemed to collapse under the Ling Tian sword energy. It seemed that Ling Tian's attack could completely tear Mo Ning apart?

far away!

A layer of surprise appeared in the eyes of the woman in the long skirt: "Is this guy so pressure?"

"But his cultivation..."

At this time, the woman was shocked. He could clearly feel that Ling Tian’s cultivation was just a respectful ancestor. But with such cultivation, could he completely suppress the ancestor king?

even!

Ling Tian seems to have a tendency to not take full advantage?

horrible!

At this time, the woman even asked herself secretly: "If I had faced such a sword light just now, can I gain an unbeaten foothold?"

A moment of surprise.

The shock came back again.

Puff!

King Mo Ningzu was completely shocked. As Mo Ning retreated, the only person on the scene was to gain a foothold, that was...

Pavilion Master Ling Tian!

After such a scene, the strong man on the scene was even more shocked: "So strong!"

Even Mo Ning couldn't help but his soul trembled at this time: "You have such a domineering ability?"

Surprise!

Death is standing.

A golden light gathered around Ling Tian. At this moment, Ling Tian was like Shura standing in the world. A light of judgment suddenly appeared between his eyes: "Mo Ning!"

"today!"

"It's in a doom!"

Hum down!

Buddha's light gathers!

A golden Buddha Dharma image suddenly appeared in front of Ling Tian, ​​and it condensed in an instant. As the Dharma image condensed, a huge palm actually drooped down from the sky. Faced with such an attack, Mo Ning wanted to leave, but at this time Mo Ning felt that his energy in his body was frustrated: "Is this... poison?"

Mo Ning exclaimed, and could only watch the giant palm fall: "No!"

A bitter howl!

It's too late!

The Dharma image was like a god coming to the world, and a palm slashed over Mo Ning’s head!

Boom!

A palm passes!
Chapter completed!