"Sleepy!"

Ling Tian snorted, and the True Martial Law Sword of the Thirty-Three Spirit Infant Grade Sword Heart changed again, turning into a sword net and heading towards the Human Emperor Sword.

Chu Zai Shen saw that Ling Tian actually wanted to accept this treasure, he trembled with fright, if it was usual, it would be a fool's dream to subdue the Human Emperor Sword, but after Ling Tian brushed a strange-looking five-colored light, I don't know why the power of the Human Emperor Ancient Sword was greatly reduced, at this time, if Ling Tian forcibly collected the Human Emperor Pen, it was really possible to succeed.

The Human Emperor Ancient Sword is the treasure of the Ancient Sword Gate, if it is taken away by Ling Tian, Chu Zaishen would rather die.

Seeing that the sword net was about to cover the ancient sword of the human emperor, Chu Zaishen gritted his teeth, and the spirit baby came out of his body again, and the crystal spirit baby was like a bolt of lightning, swishing into the flying sword.

Releasing a spirit baby under direct enemy attack is almost indistinguishable from suicide.

The reason why Chu Zaishen is willing to take risks is because the ancient sword of the human emperor is quite special, and only by stimulating the will of the human emperor can it burst out with the greatest power, and to stimulate the will of the human emperor, ordinary methods are useless, and only by integrating the spirit baby into the sword can the effect be barely achieved.

Chu Zaishen once again stimulated the will of the human emperor, not to fight with Ling Tian, but to escape.

The strange five-colored light made Chu Zaishen completely lose confidence, at this time he no longer wanted to win, just to keep the ancient sword of the human emperor.

Whoosh——!

The light of the Human Emperor Ancient Sword soared, and its speed soared several times, as fast as a meteor, and it distanced itself from Ling Tian.

"He must not be allowed to take the Human Emperor Sword!" Tu Mang shouted loudly.

The other leaders also saw Ling Tian's intentions and stepped forward to stop them.

Ba Gan urged the Hehuan Snake Spear, and the two poisonous snakes appeared behind Ling Tian like messengers from hell, devouring and biting with yin poison.

Xiong Tianli's big thunder drum rang out loud and shook the sky, and the invisible divine consciousness impact turned into a series of throwing spears, shooting at Ling Tian like a rain of rockets.

And Tu Mang's Xuantian Sword turned into a hundred zhang sword, tearing through the void with one sword and slashing down towards Ling Tian.

In the face of the crazy attacks of the leaders, Ling Tian's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

In the next moment, Ling Tian's figure appeared in front of the Human Emperor Ancient Sword, only to see him stretch out his hands that were as white as jade, and with a light grasp, it was as easy as touching a fish, and he held the Human Emperor Ancient Sword in the palm of his hand.

How could he be so fast?

Chu Zai was incredulous, he did not hesitate to urge the Spirit Infant to make the speed of the Emperor Ancient Sword several times faster, and Ling Tian easily defeated him.

He didn't know that Ling Tian's use of the Artifact Eight Mirrors to turn on the gravitational acceleration was by no means comparable to the Spirit Infant Realm cultivators.

Bang bang bang!

The Human Emperor Ancient Sword struggled frantically, one after another sword rays exploded, and the surrounding air shook suddenly, as if thousands of lightning strikes, but Ling Tian didn't care, and steadily grabbed the Human Emperor Ancient Sword.

"Chu Zaishen, do you want to die or live?" Ling Tian said lightly.

"Save me!" Chu Zaishen's anxious voice came from the Human Emperor Ancient Sword.

Boom Boom!

At this time, the attacks of Tu Mang and the others followed, and all the heads joined forces to strike, forming a huge pillar of spiritual power that seemed to be white but not white, which was a characteristic of highly condensed spiritual power.

The place where Ling Tian was located was directly blasted into a cloud of white mist, and the ground was punched out of a deep pit of dozens of zhang, and the onlookers were shocked to see it.

However, the faces of the leaders were gloomy, because the joint blow just now did not hit Ling Tian.

A burst of light and shadow flickered, and Ling Tian's figure appeared outside the white mist, and a wave of demonic energy emerged from his hands, about to wipe out the spirit infant of Chu Zaishen in the Ancient Sword of the Human Emperor.

"I want to live! I want to swear by my Dao heart and surrender to Ling Tian!" Chu Zaishen almost shouted.

Ling Tian smiled slightly, and released Chu Zaishen's spirit baby, which suddenly flew out and returned to Chu Zaishen's body.

Chu Zaishen's head trembled, and immediately retreated backwards after the spirit infant returned to his position, he didn't dare to entangle with Ling Tian anymore, the direction of his retreat was exactly where the Imperial Spirit Sect was, and he glanced at Li Yebai, and a pair of difficult brothers and sisters invariably smiled bitterly.

All the leaders were sweating profusely, and they joined forces to besiege it, not only could they not help Ling Tian, but one person was forced to surrender, they never expected that Ling Tian would be so brave.

"Kill demons and demons, everyone is responsible, everyone goes together!" Tu Mang's eyes were red, and he shouted frantically.

Originally, Tu Mang and several other masters joined forces to besiege Ling Tian, regardless of their identity, and everyone thought that it was more than enough for a few masters to kill Ling Tian, but the other monks did not make a move.

Now that the situation has deteriorated, Tu Mang doesn't even want the last face, and wants to use all his strength to get rid of Ling Tian.

Hearing Tu Mang's words, all the monks were in a commotion, and after seeing Ling Tian's terrifying combat power, everyone was frightened, even if hundreds of Spirit Infant Monks here besieged it together, no one was willing to rush to the front.

Ling Tian's speed alone was overwhelming, even if he killed Ling Tian in the end, he didn't know how much blood he would have to pay, and no one wanted to become blood.

Tu Mang roared, except for the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect, not many people responded, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

"Master Tu, I'm ...... Look, it's better to value harmony. Xiong Tianli said weakly, his big thunder drum was originally an extremely powerful spirit treasure, but it had no effect on Ling Tian at all, and he was reduced to the existence of soy sauce, which was a complete loss of confidence.

The others all looked at Tu Mang, Tu Mang's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Baili Ye behind him, unless Uncle Baili made a move, no one would be able to cure Ling Tian.

"You're not fighting, I'm going to fight again!"

Just when the heads of the sect hesitated, Ling Tian laughed, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the head of the Hehuan Sect.

Ba Gan's face changed drastically, urging the Hehuan Snake Spear to intercept Ling Tian, and at the same time fleeing towards Tu Mang, he never thought that he could resist Ling Tian with his own strength.

The two big snakes rose into the sky and exploded in front of Ling Tian, and the terrifying spiritual power shock wave immediately stopped Ling Tian.

Ba Gan was extremely decisive, and in order to save his life, he did not hesitate to scrap a high-grade spiritual treasure.

Looking at Tu Mang who came up from cover, Ba Ganzheng breathed a sigh of relief, although it was a pity to blow up the spirit treasure, his life was finally saved.

Suddenly, Tu Mang looked at Ba Gan's gaze behind him and turned into horror, Ba Gan's heart tightened, it was too late to react, a thunderbolt penetrated his head, directly knocking the spirit baby into green smoke, Ba Gan's headless body fell to the ground, and he didn't move after a few convulsions.

Since the siege, the first Spirit Infant Cultivator of the head level was killed by Ling Tian with an electromagnetic cannon.

"Surrender or die!"

Ling Tian's eyes were cold, there was no sorrow or joy, and wherever his indifferent gaze passed, all the Spirit Infant Realm cultivators were cold.

"Ling Tian, don't think you've won!" Tu Mang said coldly, looked at everyone again, and reprimanded: "You cowards, everyone rushes up, and you may not lose to him, what is there to be afraid of!"

Everyone was gloomy, just listening to Tu Mang say this kind of thing, they knew that everyone had lost, and if everyone went together, they might not be able to win, even Tu Mang, the head of the first sect in Shannan, was already discouraged, and what else did the others have to say.

"Enough!"

At this time, a conceited and arrogant voice attracted the attention of the audience.

(End of chapter)