Eight hundred and twentieth seventh chapter beheading the ninth general(2/2)
"Keng!"
He held the third divine sword in his hand and swung it away.
This sword was fast! Accurate! Cruel! It penetrated He Ronggen's throat on the spot, bringing out a dazzling and coquettish blood.
He Ronggen roared, and his injuries healed at a rapid speed.
However, at this time, Lin Tian obviously did not want to give him a chance to heal his injuries, so he once again wielded the Lingtian Sword Sutra with the divine sword in his hand. The dense Lingtian sword light rushed towards He Ronggen like rain, instantly piercing it into a hornet's nest. At the same time,
, the other two divine swords were moved by his weapon control skills, and they were slashed down again.
"puff!"
Once again, He Ronggen was chopped into pieces, and blood mist sputtered all over the sky.
He Ronggen's angry roar came from these blood mist, which was difficult to eradicate. It surged crazily for a while and gathered again.
However, at this time, a powerful force of Lingtian's sword intent surged out of Lin Tian's body, shocking the world.
"Ling Tian's sword!"
Lin Tian said coldly.
He stretched his left hand forward and held the divine sword in his right hand, hanging over the heart of his left hand. The divine sword in his right hand almost turned into a beam of strange light.
There was no sound, only the mighty sword power of extinction, and the divine sword in his hand shot out a bright sword light.
With a hiss, the sword light broke through the void and arrived in an instant.
He Ronggen had condensed a small half of his body at this time, but the sword light transformed from Ling Tian's sword also came over and penetrated directly between his eyebrows. He was stunned for a moment, and then, the light of life appeared in his eyes.
It dimmed quickly, and finally disappeared completely, and the small half of the condensed body was directly shattered and dispersed like dust in an instant.
This sword was unparalleled in strength, and it was issued by a divine sword. Even though there was no Taoism, it could still kill the divine soul body, directly destroying He Ronggen's body and soul.
For a moment, every monk in this dilapidated second-level Tianyin Immortal Palace trembled, and many people could not help but tremble.
"Dead...dead..."
"He...killed the ninth general beside An Lanjing?!"
"This, this... actually..."
Many monks looked at Lin Tian in inexplicable horror, feeling chills running down their spines, and some couldn't help but shiver.
The sonorous sword cry sounded again, and Lin Tian looked indifferent. The two divine swords he had sacrificed before flew back and floated beside him. He was holding another divine sword in his right hand. He turned his head and stepped towards Zhan Yuzhi.
past.
Chapter completed!