Sword Venerable Ling Tian

It was just the initial test, but the result caused Haotian's face to turn red.    

The Wanxiang Sword he had performed for the first time was actually not successful.    

His large hand shattered the remnant sword might, but Ling Tian's sword light had already descended. This meant that after the first exchange between the two, he had still been at a disadvantage.    

Just like when Ling Tian had just returned to the Haotian World.    

However, the collision between the two strong Martial Emperor s still caused the other Martial Cultivator s and Martial Emperor s to suffer.    

More than half of the entire one hundred thousand miles of the Taihang Mountains were torn apart by these two sword arts.    

If it wasn't for the distance being so great, even a single sword power would be able to kill them.    

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"Hahaha, Haotian, you and I will fight in the Outer World. Whoever can survive will be in charge of this world!"    

"I'll wait for you!"    

Ling Tian chuckled, and disappeared on the spot.    

"Heh, am I afraid of you!?"    

Haotian also disappeared.    

At this time, the Taihang Mountains battlefield was still left to Ling Xiaoer and the other Martial Emperor.    

This hundred thousand kilometer area was a battlefield left for them.    

Ao Qingchen was heavily injured, and the Dark Demons was overseeing things along with the Black Demon.    

"Ke ke, then I will take advantage of this opportunity to eliminate all of you in one fell swoop!"    

He turned around and glanced at the Profound Demon Imperial Palace, then charged towards Ling Xiaoer.    

Actually, as the main battlefield, how could he, the Hidden Demons, place his treasure on Haotian?    

Behind him was the Demon Lord. Against Ling Tian, he still had some tricks he had not used yet.    

"Kill them. It would be best if you and Haotian were to both suffer from heavy injuries. At that time, this Haotian World will completely belong to my Dark Demons!"    

For a time, the will to fight soared to the heavens on the peak of the Taihang Mountains.    

The war broke out instantly. Tens of millions of Martial Cultivator fought on the Taihang Mountains in blood.    

No matter what the result of the battle at Taihang Mountains was, it would be recorded in the annals of history.    

was praised by the descendant.    

Fighting for the Human Race, taking back Hua Xia Shan He, and for this day, the Human Race had already waited for ten thousand years.    

Now, they were only fighting for every moment!    

The Martial Cultivator of the seven provinces that were watching the battle around the Taihang Mountains were also in a state of shock.    

It was truly because the aura of an abnormal battle was too terrifying.    

The Holy Mountain were too overbearing and they were being ravaged by so many Martial Emperor s and experts. In just the time it took for half a cup of tea, there was no longer a complete mountain.    

The sky was filled with cracks that had been ruthlessly torn apart by the sacred art. It was like a wound.    

Within a region of a hundred thousand kilometers, the natural Laws were in chaos, and space itself was collapsing.    

The observing Martial Cultivator s all retreated at the same time.    

The scale of the battle was unprecedented.    

They had no choice but to take the risk.    

Of course, the ones who truly decided the outcome of this battle were Ling Tian and Martial Emperor Haotian.    

Outside the Clear Heaven Realm.    

Above Ling Tian's head, stars, the sword contained seven thunderbolts.    

Looking at Haotian's figure which had also appeared in the outside world, the corner of Ling Tian's mouth rose. The flames of the Tassel combusted, and the hundred thousand meter Battle spirit walked forward as the Supreme Star Sword condensed the power of hundreds of thousands of stars, swinging out a river of stars to kill Haotian.    

"Mm!?"    

Haotian was startled and furious. He did not expect Ling Tian to be such a rascal, and had already rushed over while waiting for his reaction.    

Moreover, other than the Demon Race s and the Dragon Clan Martial Emperor s, there were very few such close-combat close combat Martial Emperor s.    

The Clear Sky Divine Ring surged and the Sky Execution Sword rotated in an attempt to block the attack.    

However, Ling Tian's strength and speed was just too fast.    

Clang!    

The stars collapsed.    

The sword-light shattered.    

Haotian's Martial Emperor was slashed by Ling Tian's sword.    

Compared to the arrival of the War God, Ling Tian was never one of those prideful, high-class prefectures where his life was as precious as the heavens, but instead, he was a Martial Cultivator that walked all the way from the mountains of corpses to the seas of blood.    

He had experienced countless battles and comprehended The War God Massacre the Heavens, so he had an endless amount of time.    

Other than the fist techniques and sword techniques that she inherited from Ling Tian, although she was not his Master, Ling Tian was still like a war god at the moment.    

"Hehe, Haotian, you aren't old, are you? You're too slow to use a sword, you can't!"    

But Ling Tian laughed sinisterly, and his sword came down, there was still another.    

He didn't even give Haotian a chance to breathe.    

Moreover, on top of every sword strike, the power of thunder and the power of Star Scar would become increasingly tyrannical. Although Haotian was able to block it, he discovered that he was continuously moving backwards and sinking.    

Every time he withstood Ling Tian's blade, it was as if he was defending against a thousand stars falling down.    

The light of thunder had taken away his entire body from the Sky Execution Sword, but he was actually unable to dispel it in such a short period of time.    

The lightning bolt paralyzed his Martial Emperor's body.    

This was something that Haotian had never experienced in the past ten thousand years.    

He was not clear about the origins of the Supreme Star Sword in Ling Tian's hands. The lightning and the power of the stars on it was simply too bizarre.    

Just like that, after enduring nine consecutive strikes from Ling Tian, the Wanxiang Divine Ring on Haotian's body ruptured once again.    

The golden armor on his body was also torn apart in many places by the Supreme Star Sword.    

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.    

He didn't even have the strength to fight back!    

This was too humiliating!    

Seeing that Ling Tian's tenth strike was about to fall, Haotian suddenly roared. He could not take it anymore.    

"Wanxiang, Spirit Realm!"    

"Heaven Shaking!"    

Endless amounts of Wanxiang divine light burst out from Haotian's body.    

The stars seemed to say that the gates of heaven were about to open. Wanxiang rays of light came down from them and enveloped Haotian, making the current Haotian Martial Emperor look like a god that was about to receive him.    

It directly shattered the tenth sword strike that Ling Tian had slashed down.    

Afterwards, Haotian suddenly stretched out his hand, and from his back, a hazy and sacred shadow appeared. Ling Tian couldn't see it clearly, but he discovered that the aura this figure gave off was somewhat familiar.    

He had seen it somewhere before.    

But before Ling Tian could recall it, the divine shadow also extended out its hand and slapped over together with Haotian.    

This was another ability of Haotian. Moreover, it seemed to be a little stronger than the Manifestation Sword Technique.    

It was somewhat out of Ling Tian's expectations.    

There were quite a few trump cards in Haotian's body.    

However, Ling Tian had not used his full strength from the beginning until the end. Now that he saw this Clear Sky Sword in his hand, he could not help but sneer.    

"Hand of Imprisoning the Heavens, Heaven Shaking! Can you even move!?"    

A translucent finger appeared under the starry sky.    

There were divine lightning, candle flame, thousands of stars, and ten thousand divine powers.    

However, it was formed in the blink of an eye, traversing the starry sky and landing on that palm.    

Ka-cha! *    

Another sound rang out, one that was like the shattering of stars.    

This palm, that Haotian was so confident in, was actually shattered by Ling Tian's Sky Confining Hand!    

"No, that's impossible!"    

Haotian didn't dare to believe his eyes. His Myriad God Summoning was useless even when it borrowed the power of the Great Zhou Divine King!?    

Heaven Binding Hand!    

I understand why that Jun Tian had only passed this Heaven Prison Hand to Ling Tian.    

Ah, Jun Tian, Jun Tian, so you already knew about this.    

You were already planning to rebel!    

Haotian was violently shocked as he scolded endlessly.    

However, he still couldn't say that from the start, Ling Tian's hands of imprisonment still continued to fall. Haotian used all his strength to block the Sky Execution Blade with his sword, but this time, he actually spat out a mouthful of Blood.    

It fell from the sky.    

At this moment, he was still heavily injured.