When everything returned to calm, Han Xianwu's body was full of blue light, only exuding a faint light, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Tianling and the others who were all injured around him. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"It's up to you, how to fight with me, the Martial Emperor! I don't know how to do it, this time, you must die!" said that, the momentum on Han Xianwu's body began to rise again, getting stronger and stronger.

"This battle is terrible, the battle of kings is really fierce!"

"What kind of battle of kings, this is the king's challenge to Emperor Wu! The old man in the middle is the second elder of the Han family, Han Xianwu, now his might, resisting the seven kings alone, will definitely step into the seventh order!"

"It's terrible, will the Han family be the dominant family in Tiemao City in the future? The Han family is narrow-minded, it's definitely not good news!"

The cultivators on the city gate couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the fierceness of the battle, they had never seen such a large-scale battle, and this level of battle was far beyond their reach. However, there are still a large number of people who have never spoken, and have been watching the battle in the field from beginning to end, this kind of battle between the strong, if they can comprehend, it must be a shortcut on the way to cultivation!

The five Martial Kings all gasped unconsciously, Han Xianwu's strength far exceeded their imagination. Unexpectedly, the Seventh-Order Martial Emperor was so powerful that it was difficult to match! Even with Tianling and Tianyi, the powerhouses of the seven king-level realms could hardly help Han Xianwu.

Tian Ling squatted on Tianyi's body, took a long breath, and stood up again, his and Tianyi's bodies had been forged by dragon power, and their physical strength was far from comparable to that of the other five kings. For example, today, Ling's * strength is enough to shake the seventh-order martial king with the blessing of spiritual power, and Tianyi may have already fought with the spirit-level powerhouse.

"Tianyi, this old miscellaneous hair's spiritual power is extremely strong, and my triple superimposed strength of Gang Qi is difficult to help him. If we don't want to expose any of our hole cards, we can only choose melee and use * power to blow up this old thing!" If it weren't for this wave of strong attacks, Tianling would have really forgotten the physical advantage between him and Tianyi.

"Okay!" Tianyi replied in his heart, and then Tianling sent a message to the five Martial Kings, asking them to create an opportunity for him and Tianyi to get close to Han Xianwu.

"No, he is a seventh-order Martial Emperor, his strength is far from comparable to ours, we may still have a chance to consume him like this! Don't act rashly!" Hearing Tianling's transmission, Nangong Wentian categorically refused, and the other four Martial Kings also strongly objected. Now that they are at a disadvantage, the loss of any one is not allowed, they will not let Tianling and Tianyi take risks!

"Five seniors, please believe me! I Tianling never do anything that I am not sure of!" Tianling said solemnly, if all the hole cards are leaked, Tianling and Tianyi can cooperate and end the battle in a very short time, however, that is obviously not the result they want.

After being silent for a long time, Feng Zhiyan spoke, "Tianling, right? I understand, I choose to believe you!"

"Wind Old!"

"Old wind!"

The other five people spoke together, and Feng Zhiyan didn't care about them, "I was also young, and when I get older, I become hesitant to gain and lose, hehe." The others were silent, and finally nodded!

"Thank you!"

"The seven of you, have you discussed it, if you are good, come and suffer death!" Finally, Han Xianwu's momentum reached its peak again, and he spoke coldly, although he did not have the ability to capture the information contained in the divine thoughts, but he could still capture the flow of divine thoughts very accurately.

"Today, you can't kill any of us, you must die!" Tian Ling said confidently while standing on Tianyi's back, the long sword in his hand had long since disappeared!

"Suffer death!" Tian Ling shouted, suddenly throwing out a blue feather that shone with phantom purple light, and rushed towards Han Xianwu at great speed. Regarding the phantom characteristics of the "phantom" realm of the Condensing Spirit, Tian Ling has not forgotten it at all. For example, the Gang Qi condensed by Ling casually today was almost habitual, and all of them were exerted with the power of phantoms. The characteristics of the opponent's spiritual defense must be used well to ignore the characteristics of the opponent's spiritual defense to a certain extent, and the phantom's powerful buffer and defense power cannot be ignored or wasted!

Looking at the blue feather that flew over at great speed, Han Xianwu coldly raised the sharp blades of his hands. It was this feather just now that caused him great interference. This feather really surprised Han Xianwu, he thought that this weak feather could be easily turned into powder, who knew that it would be difficult to cause a trace of damage to it even if he bombarded it with all his strength. If Han Xianwu knew that this was a feather that had been tempered by thunder, he didn't know what he would think.

"Kill!" Tianyi carried Tianling and shot towards Han Xianwu first, and then the five martial kings rushed forward without any ambiguity. Fierce battles broke out again, and this time, perhaps it should be the final chapter of this battle.

"Han boy, die!" Wind Words suddenly shot out a white jade short sword from his cuffs, carrying a strong True Yuan and rushing towards Han Xianwu. Flying sword, a special weapon for cultivators, can figure out with the origin, cultivate to a certain level, can really open the heavens and the earth, and the horror of the end is incomparable!

Only then did Tian Ling know that the flying sword just now was thrown by Feng Zhiyan, and he turned out to be a cultivator. Speaking of which, this was the first time Tian Ling had met a cultivator, but he didn't have time to think about it, and the decisive battle was just around the corner.

Tian Ling used his spiritual power to reach the limbs and hundreds of remains, increasing his absolute strength to the extreme, and his hands continued to tear apart the energy beams that had been split one after another. Despite the numbness in his hands, Tian Ling still concentrated on looking for an opportunity, striving to get close to Han Xianwu in the shortest possible time and inflict a heavy blow on him!

The five martial kings spared no effort to attack Han Xianwu violently, and one after another terrifying energy bombarded Han Xianwu without money, and one after another the destruction of the gang qi was thrown to the five kings by Han Xianwu. The Five Kings did their best to attract Han Xianwu's attention and provide opportunities for Tianling and Tianyi. From time to time, Tianyi also used his wings to swing a terrifying wind spirit blade and slash at Han Xianwu.

The terrifying fluctuations continued to ravage this space, the aura of heaven and earth had already been completely dispersed, and the aura of destruction was constantly spreading, and any low-level cultivator who strayed into this space would be torn apart at the first time. The battle has entered the white heat, and all seven people have fought real fire. Bursts of terrifying energy resounded through the heavens and the earth. This piece of heaven and earth is shining and beautiful, but behind this beauty, it is more than dangerous!

Everyone did their best to shuttle and exert their greatest power. The five kings were already determined to kill Han Xianwu, otherwise they would all have to die. And Han Xianwu had finally cultivated to the seventh-order realm, how could he easily give up his life?

The deafening sound continued to pound everyone's eardrums, and behind the gorgeous attack was terrifying. Everyone hung up the lottery, Han Xianwu's defense was too strong, and Ling didn't find a chance to get close to him today, and Tian Ling's hands had already been bombarded red by the powerful Gang Qi. Now, the only one who can get close to Han Xianwu is Lan Yu.

The blue feather sliced through the void, leaving behind purple trails, and under the control of Tianling Divine Thought, it flexibly attacked around Han Xianwu, although it had little effect. The other five kings, with the cooperation of Lan Yu, really made Han Xianwu busy and no longer so invincible.

Suddenly, in the process of shuttling around, Lan Yu grabbed a gap and shot directly at Han Xianwu's eyes. Han Xianwu was taken aback, and immediately gave up the heavy blow to Liu Qingshan, and hurriedly dodged it. Han Xianwu has a deep understanding of the tenacity of this blue feather, and the spiritual power attached to it can almost ignore his own defenses, and if he is stabbed by this thing, there will definitely be no suspense and serious injury.

"Brush", Lan Yu wiped Han Xianwu's face and flew over, and a stream of blood shot out directly. Lan Yu directly cut a deep wound on Han Xianwu's face. The five kings were taken aback, they knew Han Xianwu's body, then, the sharpness of this feather was unimaginable.

With a successful blow, Tian Ling felt in his heart for a while, and Shen Nian led Lan Yu back around, trying to cut him again, and now the more seriously Han Xianwu was injured, the greater their chance.

Han Xianwu was obviously stunned when his face was scratched. Turning his head, he saw the blue feather that shot again, his face suddenly turned hideous, and he reached out and grabbed it directly.

"Little bastard, since you like it so much, then give it to me!" "Rub", a stream of blood spurted out of Han Xianwu's hand, but Lan Yu was really firmly grasped by him, no matter how hard Tianling tried, he was full of Lan Yu and flew out.

Sure enough, Emperor Wu's power was much stronger than his own divine thoughts, and it was difficult to influence it at all.

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