The Juque heavy sword has disappeared for more than 40 years.

Emperor Potian Wu has disappeared since the battle at the top of Mount Hua twenty years ago.

His name, his sword, has long been forgotten.

However, after the Juque heavy sword re-emitting light and restored its original divine power, someone immediately recognized it.

Listening to Shangguan Mie's words, the older generation of people from the world immediately looked around, very scared, as if they wanted to see if Emperor Potian had appeared?

Just Jue Wu Dao, who fought against Hua Feiyue, both of the two giants Bian Kunyuan immediately stopped the offensive and became very frightened.

In the martial arts world, there is a great emphasis on the inheritance of the master.

Lin Tian held the "Juque Heavy Sword" in his hand, which is enough to show that he has a close relationship with "Potian Martial Emperor" Gai Tianli, and perhaps he is Gai Tianli's disciple.

The descendants of the besieged Emperor Wu were full and full, but they were brave enough to kill themselves?

"Haha, those who cross this sword will die!"

Lin Tian didn't expect that the old beggar Hua Gai Tianli would not need to come out, and this heavy sword would be enough to shock the world.

He immediately threw the heavy sword and inserted it three meters away from everyone, and a gap broke out, which was clearly visible.

Seeing this, the four major masters who were severely injured immediately walked out of the scope designated by Lin Tian.

The four of them joined forces and were seriously injured by Lin Tian, ​​which was really shocked. However, Jue Wu Dao and Bian Kunyuan did not withdraw.

It seems that he is unwilling to be so embarrassed.

"Haha, it seems that the two old dogs want to taste the taste of my magic." Lin Tian smiled coldly and suddenly flew backwards.

At the same time, the magic trick of the "Tianxin Thunder Mantra" was immediately pinched out.

Hua Feiyue had already seen the power of Lin Tian's magic, and it was strange and domineering. She also retreated immediately to prevent these two martial emperor giants from chasing Lin Tian.

However, these two great emperors did not escape, nor did they intend to stop Lin Tian.

I don’t know if it’s because I have the confidence to deal with Lin Tian’s spells or because of my face, I’m so embarrassed to escape.

"Thunderfall!"

If he didn't stop him, Lin Tian would definitely not be polite. Isn't it better to have enough time to increase the power of the spell to the extreme?

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

As soon as the spell was completed, the void thunder continued to descend in an instant, with an extremely powerful force, and immediately wrapped the two of them.

Just as Lin Tian thought that he could destroy these two idiots, Lin Tian suddenly saw an umbrella-like thing appeared above their heads, which actually resisted the power of the "Tianxin Thunder Curse".

"What?"

Seeing this, Leng Miaoxin, Leng Bixin, Chen Beixuan and others were shocked and could not believe it.

Even Hua Feiyue was very surprised, let alone Lin Tian.

They actually refined something that could withstand the power of thunder? No wonder they dared to come to besiege Lin Tian, ​​and they were not afraid that Lin Tian would cast his magic.

It turned out that he came prepared.

"Hahahahaha...Lin Tian, ​​you didn't expect it! Let me tell you what technology is, this is technology. Do you think we are still a brute force era for hundreds of years?"

When the spell failed, Hong Yanxi immediately jumped out: "Do you think your spell can be as invincible as ever? It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! I honestly tell you, this is called the 'Thunder Umbrella', which is specially used to break your spells."

"Haha, is that?"

Lin Tian really didn't expect it and immediately understood: "So, you are developing this 'Thunder umbrella' during this period?"

"Hmph, so what? Today, your spell is useless. It depends on how arrogant you are?"

Hong Yanxi's hatred for Lin Tian was so hard to wash away all the waters of the sea. He immediately shouted: "Everyone, don't be afraid, the 'Potian Martial Emperor' was severely injured twenty years ago. Now, I'm afraid I'm no longer in the world. Let's go together and kill this person easily."

However, no one dared to stand up.

Hong Yanxi was furious and immediately shouted again: "Everyone, what are you afraid of? If Emperor Potian Martial Emperor was still in the world, he would have come out long ago. Lin Tian was already injured and his magic was useless. If he didn't kill him at this time, when would he wait?"

"And, my master, "Nine Sons Ghost Mother" and the seven disciples sitting down, will come at any time and razed the place to the ground. There are so many of us. If we let go of these two major harms today because of fear, wouldn't it seem like we are tempted by the flames and tyranny?"

Hong Yanxi suffered setbacks and seemed to have grown a lot, and learned to inspire people: "Senior Daohuang, ruled the martial arts world in the ninth bureau, and enforced the martial arts world. No matter who it is, as long as it violates a major case of life, it will be severely punished. Moreover, this person regards life as a mustard, commits numerous evil deeds, and does not kill them to soothe people's hearts, and is not enough to warn the world."

"From then on, the ninth game became a decoration, with no prestige at all, and it is difficult to lead the group."

Hong Yanxi's words made Jue Wu Dao very embarrassed.

And it's very vicious, it's like putting the ninth game on the fire.

"Yes, Lord Dao Emperor, you have to give an explanation for this matter. Our major families follow the lead in the ninth game!"

Upon hearing this, the two heads of the Li family and the Tang family immediately came out and never mentioned revenge.

Lin Tian was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he sat down quietly, lit a cigarette, and admired these ugly faces to the fullest.

Hong Yanxi is really a messing stick, and he piled up all the pressure on the ninth game.

No one dared to bear the anger of the Martial Emperor.

Even in the ninth game, I was extremely afraid. Even if I was losing face, Jue Wudao would not dare to make a rash decision.

Looking at Lin Tian, ​​his face was very gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"A group of timid people like mice, I have really lost all my face when I cooperate with you and others. Hundreds of masters and dozens of martial arts celebrities were scared by a name?"

At this moment, an angry clear spirit voice in the void immediately resounded: "Don't shrink back, I have already investigated it, and there is no shadow of half a master within a radius of ten miles. Even if Emperor Potian survived by chance, he was just an old man."

Then, a barefoot girl, with her seven disciples, slowly descended and fell directly into the boundary of life and death drawn by Lin Tian.

This person is the Nine-son Ghost Mother Yin Tong, and the seven major disciples sitting down.

"Ghost Mother!"

Yin Tong arrived, Jue Wu Dao in the ninth game, Bian Family ancestor, Bian Kunyuan bowed and respectfully called him the Ghost Mother.

Although Yin Tong is much younger than them, his cultivation is higher than them. In the world, his age and qualifications are not the best, but his cultivation is the best.

"Hmph, both of them have been adults for decades. They can't even take over a thief, and they have lost all their old faces."

Yin Tong looked unhappy and looked at Hua Feiyue coldly.

Lin Tian was shocked at this look.

Yin Tong’s hatred for Hua Feiyue seems to be nowhere under Lin Tian! Could it be that this inferior guy can’t even make fun of the Nine-son Ghost Mother?

"Yin Tong, you old witch, have your eyes hated... Your eldest disciple Miao Xuedan only loves this young master."

Hua Feiyue was very upset when she saw Yin Tong, but when she saw the eldest disciple beside her, her eyes were tender: "Dan'er, I've been missing for several months, are you okay?"

"Shut up!"

Miao Xuedan looked at Hua Feiyue and was very shy and wanted to fly up, but when she heard Yin Tong shouting, she was immediately frightened.

"Yin Tong, you old witch, have you insisted on breaking up the couple?" Hua Feiyue was so angry: "Wait, I will catch up with your cultivation one day, beat you up, and snatch Dan'er."

"Okay, I will give you this opportunity today! Jue Wu Dao, Bian Kunyuan, and Lin Tian, ​​the little devil, will be handed over to you."

Yin Tong waved his hand coldly and immediately said, "I will deal with this lewd thief myself to avenge his revenge for his flirting with my disciples. Today, no one can escape these two disasters."

"Okay, it's time for the ghost mother!"

Hua Feiyue's cultivation is very high, not below any of them, and she is very good at light body skills, so she has nowhere to use Jue Wu Dao, and she is very frustrated in fighting.

If so, dealing with Lin Tian, ​​it would be no problem.

"Okay, then come!"

The Nine-son Ghost Mother didn't attack Lin Tian personally, which made Lin Tian want to laugh and want to know what she was going on?

"kill!"

Things have reached this point, and Jue Wu Dao cannot retreat, otherwise the majesty in the ninth game will be lost. I will look at Bian Kunyuan and attack Lin Tian from side to side to capture him.

"Clouds follow the dragon, wind follow the tiger!"

"Storm, clouds, thunderstorms, celestial phenomena and magic spells!"

Before the two of them took action, a new set of magic was immediately used, and a dragon of clouds gathering and a tiger of wind gathering appeared immediately.
Chapter completed!