It was just a preliminary test, but the result made Haotian's face turn red.
The Wanxiang Sword Technique he used for the first time did not achieve any merit.
He shattered the remaining Daochong sword power with his big hand, but Ling Tian's sword light fell, which meant that in the first fight between the two, he still fell behind.
Just like when Ling Tian just returned to Haotian Realm.
However, the confrontation between the two powerful Martial Emperors still caused disaster to other warriors and Martial Emperors.
Most of the entire 100,000-mile Taihang Mountains were torn apart by these two sword techniques.
If the distance was not far enough, just a sword might be enough to kill them.
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"Haha, Haotian, if you and I fight in the outer world, whoever survives will be in charge of this world!
"I'm waiting for you!"
Ling Tian chuckled and disappeared.
"Oh, I'm afraid you won't succeed!?"
Haotian also disappeared in response.
At this time, the Taihang Mountain battlefield was still left to Ling Xiaoer and other Emperor Wu.
This 100,000-mile radius is the battlefield left for them.
Ao Qingchen was seriously injured, and the Dark Demon Clan and Xuan Demon were on the side.
"Haha, then I will take advantage of this opportunity to catch you all in one go!"
Xuan Mo sneered. He turned around and glanced at the Xuan Mo Emperor's Palace from afar, and then killed Ling Xiao'er.
In fact, as the main battlefield this time, how could he, the Dark Demon Clan, put his treasure on Haotian?
The person standing behind him was the Demon Lord, and he still had some means that he had not used against Ling Tian.
"Kill, it's best if both you and Haotian are harmed. By then, this Haotian Realm will completely belong to our Dark Demon Tribe!"
For a time, fighting spirit surged into the sky above the Taihang Mountains.
The war broke out immediately, and tens of millions of warriors fought bloody battles on the Taihang Mountains.
Regardless of the outcome of the Battle of Taihang Mountain, it will be recorded in the annals of history.
praised by future generations.
Fight for the human race and regain the mountains and rivers of China and Xia, and for this day, the human race has been waiting for thousands of years.
Now, they are seizing the day!
The warriors from the seven states who were watching the battle around Taihang Mountain were also horrified.
It was actually because the momentum of this unusual battle was too terrifying.
The holy mountain Taihang was ravaged by so many martial emperors and powerful men, and within half a cup of tea, there was no longer a complete mountain.
There are cracks everywhere in the sky that have been ruthlessly torn open by supernatural powers, like wounds.
Within a hundred thousand miles of space, the laws are chaotic and the space collapses.
The warriors watching the battle almost unanimously retreated one after another.
The scale of this battle is unprecedented.
They also had to avoid danger.
Of course, it was Ling Tian and Emperor Haotian who really decided the outcome of this battle.
Hao Tianjie is beyond the sky.
Lingtian has stars above his head, and his sword contains seven thunders.
The moment he saw Haotian's figure appearing outside the sky, the corner of Ling Tian's mouth raised, the flames of the candle dragon burst into flames, the war spirit of a hundred thousand feet stepped forward, the Taixing Sword condensed the power of thousands of stars, and swung out a
Galaxy, kill Haotian.
"Um!?"
Haotian was shocked and angry, he didn't expect Ling Tian to be such a rogue, and before he could wait for his reaction, he had already deceived him.
Moreover, except for the Demon Clan and Dragon Clan Martial Emperors, there are very few Martial Emperors who fight in close combat.
Haotian's all-seeing divine ring surges, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword spins, trying to resist.
But Ling Tian's strength and speed were too fast.
Clang!
Stars fall.
The sword light shattered.
Emperor Haotian was beheaded by Ling Tian's sword.
Compared to the God of War Laihu'er, Ling Tian was never one of those Guizhou geniuses whose lives were as precious as heaven and had not experienced the wind and rain, but a low-level warrior who came from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood along the way.
He experienced countless fights, understood that the God of War killed the sky, and had endless time.
In addition to the boxing and sword skills that Lai Hu'er passed on to Ling Tian, although he is not Ling Tian's master, Ling Tian really looks like a god of war at this time.
"Haha, Haotian, you must be old, right? It's too slow to draw the sword, it won't work!"
But Ling Tian smiled ferociously, and one sword fell, followed by another.
Haotian was not given a chance to breathe at all.
Moreover, with each sword, the power of thunder and star marks became more and more powerful. Although Haotian was able to resist, he found that he kept retreating and sinking.
Every time he withstood Ling Tian's sword edge, he felt like he was resisting thousands of stars falling to the ground.
The light of thunder traveled all over his body from the Tianchu Sword, and he was unable to get rid of it in a short time.
The thunder light paralyzed his Martial Emperor's body.
This is something Haotian has never experienced in thousands of years.
He didn't know what the origin of the Taixing Sword in Lingtian's hand was. The power of thunder and stars on it was really too weird.
Just like this, after sustaining Ling Tian's nine sword blades one after another, Haotian's omnipresent divine ring cracked again.
The golden armor on his body was also torn apart by the Taixing Sword in many places.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling sulky in his heart.
He didn't even have the strength to fight back!
This is really humiliating!
Seeing that Ling Tian's tenth sword was about to fall, Haotian suddenly roared and couldn't bear it anymore.
"All things, divine guidance!"
"Shaking the sky!"
Endless divine light burst out from Haotian's body.
Above the stars, it seemed that the gate of heaven was about to open, and the light of all things shone down from it, wrapping Haotian, allowing Emperor Haotian to be guided by him like a god.
It directly broke open the tenth sword that Ling Tian slashed down.
Then, Haotian suddenly stretched out his big hand, and a hazy sacred shadow appeared from behind it. Ling Tian could not see clearly, but he found that the aura on this figure was somewhat familiar.
It seems that I have seen it somewhere.
But without waiting for Ling Tian to recall, the sacred shadow also stretched out its big hand, and together with Haotian, took a picture.
This is another magical power of Haotian, and it seems to be more powerful than the Wanxiang Sword Technique.
Somewhat exceeded Ling Tian's expectations.
Haotian has quite a few trump cards in his body.
However, Ling Tian never used all his strength, and now he couldn't help but sneer when he saw Haotian turning his sword into his palm.
"The hand that captures the sky, shakes the sky, can you move it!!"
Glittering fingers appeared under the starry sky.
On it, intertwined are divine thunder, candlelight, thousands of stars, and the divine power of ten thousand ways.
It just condensed in an instant, crossed the starry sky, and landed on the palm of my hand.
Click!
Another sound comparable to the shattering of stars resounded through the sky.
This palm that made Haotian full of confidence was directly shattered by Ling Tian's Heaven-capturing hand!
"No, this is impossible!"
Haotian couldn't believe his own eyes. His all-seeing divine guide, but borrowing the power of the Great Zhou God King, was useless!?
Prisoner's hand!
I understand why Jun Tian would alone pass on this Heaven-capturing Hand to Ling Tian.
Juntian, Juntian, it turns out you already knew all this.
You have already had the intention to rebel!
Haotian was furious in his heart and shouted and cursed endlessly.
However, he still couldn't say that all this was over. Ling Tian's hand of imprisoning the sky was still falling. Haotian used all his strength to block it with the Tianchu sword, but this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
