At this time, Yun Yang looked extremely ferocious and sneered again and again. He even gave up his human body to obtain such powerful energy in order to defeat Ling Tian, and this pair of kingly swords were his trump cards.
, not only would he not pull it out easily as a last resort, but this time Ling Tian forced him to use his trump card, then he would not allow himself to lose to Ling Tian again!
The next moment, black mist filled the air, magic light splashed, and black magic patterns appeared on the face of Yun Yang holding the sword.
The sword in his hand stirred up boundless winds, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky. As soon as this sword came out, it eclipsed the whole world, which was extremely terrifying.
The faces of the warriors of the human army behind all changed greatly, and their eyes looked horrified. Facing such a powerful Yun Yang was really terrifying.
"Ling Tian, die under my sword!"
"You will definitely die!"
The hoarse hissing sound fell, and without hesitation, Yun Yang directly crossed his swords and slashed down in the air.
In an instant, two ferocious beasts broke free from the sword. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be a cyan Qiongqi and a black nine-headed black snake!
The two weapon souls were both nine hundred feet in size, carrying a majestic sound, roaring between the heaven and the earth like tearing the heaven and the earth apart, with blades and sword lights written on them, destroying everything in front of them.
With the royal sword in hand, Yun Yang's long hair was dancing wildly, with a ferocious and proud look on his face. He looked at Ling Tian standing still, not daring to compete with him. This kind of pleasure made his heart feel extremely happy. This was the situation he wanted.
Crushing, crushing completely, leaving the opponent unable to even backhand.
This was the situation that he, Yun Yang, wanted, to be the only one who would crush Ling Tian under his feet, and then be subjected to endless humiliation.
This world originally belonged to him, Yun Yang, and only he, Yun Yang, was the number one genius.
He didn't pay attention to Ling Tian or Shen Tianlian.
Fortunately, Ling Tian is about to die and the human race will be destroyed. He will dominate this world and then ascend!
He wants to be the first human race in this world to ascend to the upper world in thousands of years!
Under the blade and sword light, facing the two terrifying royal weapon souls, Ling Tian's eyes were as bright as lightning. He was not afraid, but feeling the pressure that he had not seen for a long time.
Perhaps, from beginning to end, Yun Yang's move was worthy of his serious look.
At the very least, this pair of weapons is more powerful than the weapons in his hands.
But, so what?
At this moment, the world seemed to have stopped, and a shocking roar of dragons and phoenixes suddenly burst out from Ling Tian's body. The roar of dragons and phoenixes was deafening and reverberated in all directions.
At this moment, the dragon mark on Ling Tian's body suddenly circulated, as if alive. The Taichu Sutra and the Dragon and Phoenix Supreme Art were directly stimulated by Ling Tian to their peak state at this moment.
Within the qi sea of the dantian, Zhanzijue was formed, blessing Lingtian's Sky Sword Soul, rising from the sky!
Wow!
A pair of shining red wings bloomed. Ling Tian held up the weapon with a red halo in his hand and whispered: "You two, this time, we can finally try our best again!"
"Haha, I'm kidding. Those two ugly things opposite are just parallel imports. When I go out, I will definitely scare the shit out of them. However, our two bodies are no longer enough. It's time to recast them!"
Lao Hou sneered.
"That's natural."
"But wait until you kill him!"
As soon as the voice fell, Lao Hou and Xiao Lei jumped out of the weapon in Ling Tian's hand. Although Lao Hou had not digested all the previous weapon souls and his body was only 500 feet long, his powerful bloodline power
Pressure, but not at all inferior to the opponent.
Xiao Lei devoured Ao Jing's will, and although it was not completely digested, his body size had already surged to 800 feet, and the blade of the Thunder Sword could no longer bear Xiao Lei's power.
However, despite this, Ling Tian was surrounded by two weapon souls, and their sound was overwhelming.
boom!
The bright glazed glow turned into a thick beam of light on Ling Tian, rising into the sky.
At this moment, Ling Tian displayed many trump cards, and his momentum was so powerful that it was terrifying.
He took one step forward, as if he was going to tear apart the void and erupt into a dazzling light.
Ling Tian raised the combined weapon in his hand, raised it high, and then suddenly slashed it down.
The whirlpool created by this slash seemed to absorb all the aura around the Golden River Valley. Even the sword light that had not yet fallen in the sky was torn and twisted at this moment!
The sword fingers merged into one, and Ling Tian now used it again. Its powerful suction power was unstoppable.
With the blessing of advanced flame sword power, the Heaven-reaching Fire Sword appeared again. Under the infusion of nearly endless energy, Lao Hou and Xiao Lei Lingtian roared to the heaven and earth, making the two ferocious beasts in Yun Yang's hands begin to tremble.
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"What?!"
Feeling Ling Tian's sudden pressure, which was like that of the God of War, Yun Yang's expression suddenly changed.
But even though he was surprised and suspicious, his eyes instantly darkened.
"Okay, then let's fight to the death!"
Yun Yang made a desperate move and poured all his fighting energy into the sword.
Bang!
Crack!
Ling Tian's Three Yang True Fire Slash cut off two sword energy in a row.
One sword breaks the edge of the sword, and one sword breaks the sword's light.
And the last slash was about to engulf Yun Yang in his frightened and unwilling eyes!
But how could Yun Yang be willing to do so? He abandoned everything and held the sword in front of him. He did not hesitate to burn the royal weapon, but also concentrated the sword energy to resist Ling Tian's sword. But the last sword of Sanyang True Fire Slash was so terrifying.
And still in the state of uniting the swords and fingers,
The third slash drove straight in, destroying the dead and destroying all the sharp edges that Yun Yang had sacrificed. The black light burst out, and countless flames suddenly flew down from the sky, blooming like fireworks.
Click!
There was a sound of bones breaking, the vitality was gone, the light of glazed glass dissipated, and the tough physical body of the Hungarian prophet was torn to pieces and flew backwards like a cannonball. The fighting spirit dispersed with the wind, and the momentum disappeared.
"snort!"
A soft hum sounded from high in the sky.
When the glow dissipated, Ling Tian, wearing black armor, walked out.
Although the long sword in his hand was broken into pieces, his white hair was flying and he was still frivolous.
Ling Tian, the descendant of the human race, finally defeated the Hungarian prophet!
The sudden scenes had already left the Hungarian army at a loss.
Seeing Ling Tian falling from the sky, he even retreated and fled into the Golden River Valley.
The prophet died, and they have become fish on the chopping board.
Let it be slaughtered.
Ling Tian fell from the sky and looked at the broken Huns prophet who fell into the deep pit. There was a spar on his chest, which was the source of energy and the place where the will of the puppet was stored.
He took out the spar and looked at Yun Yang's mind glaring at Ling Tian.