Mo Xuan held a sickle in his hand, which emitted a faint light, raised his palm and flipped a sudden turn.
There is a terrifying crack that will erase everything, kill everything, and tear it out towards Lin Tianming.
He didn't believe that he was not the opponent of this kid, he wanted to kill this bastard.
Lin Tianming Shenyuan Demon Sword suddenly collided with the sickle, and the astonishing firelight rushed into the sky, sweeping out bursts of murderous intentions.
Bang! Bang!
Lin Tianming and Mo Xuan both retreated hundreds of steps.
Mo Xuan's face froze, a bloodthirsty red light radiated in his pupils. He took a step forward and took action again. His face was full of ferocious expressions. "How can my deceased clan lose to a human race today!"
His voice was almost hysterical!
Swish!
However, Lin Tianming had already fought back quickly, and the violent collision sounds in the void were resounding.
"Five thousand strikes in the sky!"
A loud voice resounded, and the Chenyuan Demon Sword once waved countless sword lights and superimposed them together, with a total of five thousand. Each light gathered into various rules.
"The knife burns nine days!"
Mo Xuan's face was extremely cold, and he exclaimed in a hoarse voice. The black sickle in his hand spread out a terrifying knife intent.
Both of them had the most terrifying attack techniques. A bloody light burst out from the empty space, and the two of them had unparalleled attacks!
The explosion lasts for a long time.
Lin Tianming's face was cold, he retreated dozens of feet high, and blood was flowing down his body.
And Mo Xuan's body has not been stained with blood!
The deceased tribe looked cold and said angrily, "How can this kid be better than Lord Black Spirit?"
Even if Lin Tianming had deliberately caught them.
But in their hearts, the Black Spirit General is still invincible!
It is impossible to lose the battle!
Seeing that Lin Tianming was stained with blood, the few people started to smile.
"Nine-level sage!"
Lin Tianming stared at Mo Xuan and said indifferently.
This Mo Xuan is much stronger than Bai Qin who was killed before.
Huang Qianyu and Ruo Chi's faces became gloomy, "This young man turned out to be a ninth-level sage!"
"At such an age, he has reached the ninth-level sage, which is much more terrifying than the monsters in the holy realm!"
"Is destiny okay?"
Huang Qianyu said in a deep voice.
Ruochi said, "At any time, once the fate is at a disadvantage, we will take action to save him. Even if we both die, we cannot let him die."
Lin Tianming is very evil, much more evil than the two of them.
However, Ruochi and Huang Qianyu and others did not hear about Lin Tianming killing the ninth-level sage, the ancestor of the Xia family.
They were being hunted down at that time, and they had no intention of listening to the news and news.
If they knew about that, they would naturally not be so worried about Lin Tianming.
"good!"
"So if you want to leave today, you have to ask me if Mo Xuantong agrees!"
Mo Xuan stared at Lin Tianming, with a cruel arc, and attacked Lin Tianming for another moment.
There was a ferocious touch of sage on the corner of the latter's mouth, "It's just a ninth-level sage! Just kill it!"
An extremely powerful blood light emitted from his body.
Dragon Dao Curse Body!
The physical essence burned the world, and the bloodline of the demon-slaying god-killing god began to burn, and a powerful violent aura kept tearing from the body, and his eyes were scarlet and "kill!"
At this moment, Chongtian's murderous intent made Mo Xuan's face stagnate, and then a ferocious look on his face.
As expected, this kid was deliberately losing to him when he was fighting with him just now.
At that time, he was wondering whether this kid really killed Bai Qin?
How could Bai Qin fail? It’s impossible to be careless.
now.
After seeing Lin Tianming showing amazing combat power, he knew that this guy was definitely a ferocious beast!
"No matter what, you will definitely die today!"
Mo Xuan said ferociously, and his aura gradually boiled.
Bang!
The sound of the two people breaking out in battle, and the remaining power around them arrives wildly.
"kill!"
Lin Tianming's sword light appeared, suppressing everything, and all kinds of killing intentions were like boiling water, extremely crazy and raging.
"snort!"
Mo Xuan's face looked extremely ugly. Lin Tianming's move made his skin tremble slightly, his hair stood up, and a sense of crisis came.
He cushioned his feet and the sickle flew out, and a sudden shock in the void, accompanied by the sickle to escape into the place.
Immediately, endless knife will raged in all directions, and the surrounding space was instantly torn apart.
Lin Tianming took ten steps back, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and there was no fear or panic in his eyes. His face was full of excitement, "Continue! Fight!"
Bang bang bang bang!
The explosion sound continued, and the aftermath rushed towards the surroundings.
Mo Xuansenran's sword "Life and death with one knife!"
The land of the dead began to tremble, and cracks began to spread. Lin Tianming felt the horror of the sickle. His face was cold and his eyes were filled with blood.
The power of bloodline, with a bang, took the knife down. At this moment, he activated the power of the bloodline and the bloodline of the demon-slaying and god-slaying bloodline to the extreme without reservation.
Bang!
The sickle shook slightly.
Then the blade tilted down suddenly, Lin Tianming was not afraid of everything, and the invincible sword light shot straight and exploded wildly, and countless sword lights spread out from it.
Each sword light is accompanied by an invincible sword intent.
Between the vertical shooting, it is unparalleled and domineering.
puff.
Mo Xuan felt pain and immediately stepped back hundreds of steps. A stream of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, his face was covered with a ferocious look, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Looking down at his body, he was covered with intricate knife wounds all over his body, causing him to grind his teeth. He had never suffered such humiliation or such injuries.
Seeing this, the Dead tribe was shocked, "Is it impossible? General Black Spirit actually lost to this human race?"
"I am arrogant, how can I be defeated by this human race! I am Mo Xuan, the future leader of the dead clan and the future leader of the tripod."
"How can a human race be my Mo Xuan's opponent? I, Mo Xuan, are undefeated and invincible!!"
Mo Xuan roared angrily, his body was filled with blood.
Lin Tianming took a step forward in an instant, with a sword coming out, and his other hand turned into a shocking palm and pushed everything horizontally, destroying everything!
Mo Xuan said angrily, "You don't talk about martial ethics!!!"
He is not ready.
Lin Tianming was immediately amused and said with a grim voice, "We are the enemy, but I don't have the habit of waiting for the enemy to sacrifice their ultimate moves. Do you understand?"
With a swish, another sword was released. Mo Xuan's body was severely injured, and blood flew back dozens of steps. At this moment, Mo Xuan's eyes opened, and a strong bloodthirsty pupil was tightly "bastard".
His facial features were completely deformed!
Lin Tianming's face was indifferent.
"die!"
In an instant, Mo Xuan looked at Lin Tianming and said indifferently. With the word "death", Lin Tianming felt a breath and wiped it over, and his face gradually grew older.
Ruochi, Huang Qianyu's face changed drastically, "What is this?"
Mo Xuan laughed furiously, with a cold look in his eyes, "This is the power of my Mo Xuan bloodline. Boy, you have suffered a time span. What qualifications do you have to fight with me Mo Xuan now?"
Everyone in the Dead Clan cheered, "The Black Spirit General is invincible!"
Ruochi's face changed slightly, and Huang Qianyu said angrily, "Do you still have such a demonic bloodline?"
Mo Xuan turned around and moved, and the sickle slashed out in an instant. At this moment, Lin Tianming's mouth slightly raised, a sarcastic arc appeared, and he stomped his feet and broke out into the air.
Mo Xuan's pupils contracted.
laugh.
The figure turned around and appeared behind him.
The knife was pressed against his head.
Mo Xuan looked extremely ugly, and his voice was a little hoarse, "How is that possible?"