.

"The wind is full of cracks!"

he shouted.

With a bang, an icy cold breath surged up, turning into a large black wave and sweeping towards Lin Tian.

There was no change in the expression on Lin Tian's face. The fairy sword in his hand was raised again, and another large piece of Lingtian sword light was suppressed.

"puff!"

The Holy Son of the Wu Clan hurriedly attacked, unable to resist the Lingtian Sword Sutra. In the blink of an eye, he was pierced by another sword.

Bloody water was sprinkled into the void, causing everyone to change their color again.

In the distance, among the first five people, one of the men stared at Lin Tian, ​​his eyes flashing. He was the Holy Son of the Wind Clan. At the same time, among the first five people, the two women were close to each other.

, the relationship seems to be good, and she is also staring at Lin Tian, ​​with a strange light in her eyes. She is a saint from the Yin Clan and the Snow Clan, and is very powerful.

"Keng!"

The swords screamed one after another, and Lin Tian held the fairy sword and used the Lingtian Sword Scripture. The sword light swept across the sky and shook the sky, forcing the Holy Son of the Witch Clan to retreat again and again.

"What a terrifying sword light, this, what kind of technique is this!"

"I have never seen this kind of swordsmanship before in this world!"

"This person..."

Many people are shocked.

At this moment, feeling the Lingtian Sword Sutra offered by Lin Tian, ​​all the monks' hearts trembled, shocked by the Lingtian Sword Intent.

Even the five-element crocodile above Lin Tian was surprised: "Boy, where did you learn the sword technique? Uncle Crocodile has never seen it before!"

Lin Tian was silent, and the above-grade immortal sword activated the Lingtian Sword Sutra, destroying the dead and breaking everything.

"puff!"

Once again, the Holy Son of the Witch Clan was swept out and became in a state of disarray.

Lin Tian held his sword and pressed forward again.

He suddenly remembered another thing. After comprehending the Lingtian Sword Sutra in the blood space, an ancestor of the Wu clan made two consecutive moves to seize his soul, everything he had, and thus seize the Lingtian Sword Sutra. Now, this

The Holy Son of the Wu Clan also took action for no reason and wanted to take the Blood Lin Fruit from him. Naturally, he would not show mercy and would attack harshly.

"Bang!"

He slashed out a large piece of sword light, appeared beside the Holy Son of the Witch Clan with two steps, and swept him away with one kick.

The Holy Son of the Witch Clan stabilized his figure while flying upside down, his cheeks turned livid, he roared violently, and the scepter in his hand glowed brightly.

"kill!"

Roaring angrily, the Holy Son of the Witch Clan glowed with yin light. He finally broke free from the initial embarrassment. A surge of tyrannical divine energy surged out and used the magical magic of the Witch Clan to meet Lin Tian.
Chapter completed!