Ling Tian condensed his fighting qi and infused it into the 'Thundering Sword' in his hand, and the 'Thundering Sword' was prompted by his powerful fighting qi to emit a buzzing sword sound, and the number of electric snakes was also increasing.

A master like the Dustfall Dou Huang is definitely ten thousand unconvinced in his heart now, but Ling Tian's actions, he can only be dumb and suffer from losses, there is nothing to say, Ling Tian completely understands, but if he doesn't give him some real power to see, Ling Tian also feels a little unsteady in his heart.

However, so far, Ling Tian's 'Nine Xuan Proud Sword Technique' is the strongest sword strength of the sixth potential', Ling Tian doesn't want to use it all the time, as for the seventh potential, Ling Tian also began to review it, because this sword momentum is the strongest sword momentum of the 'Nine Xuan Proud Sword Technique' mastered by Gu Ling Feng at the beginning, so it is not so skilled for a while, Ling Tian doesn't want to use it, think about it.

Ling Tian's spiritual sense moved, and threw the 'Thundering Sword' into the air, a blue light exploded, and the strong blue light made it seem that two suns appeared in the air, and after the flash, the 'Thundering Sword' strangely differentiated into hundreds of flying swords, each of which was almost the same as the original, but it was slightly less powerful.

In an instant, the air was full of blue treasure swords, and the flight route of these long swords in the eyes of everyone was completely irregular, and the only thing in common was to fall towards the Dusty Douhuang.

"My mother, this man is a god, right?"

"Village Chief, have you seen what this is? This .......... ”

The villagers hid far away, looking at the situation in the air at this time and couldn't help but be shocked, one by one subconsciously let out an exclamation, in their hearts, the old village chief is almost omnipotent, so at this moment, everyone stared at the air and asked.

The old village chief's expression was not much better than that of these villagers, but the villagers would ask him, he coughed twice in embarrassment, did not say that he knew or did not know, but said in that old voice, "Don't be noisy, be careful, you don't want to die?"

Zhong Yu shook his head helplessly, Zhong Han was now grateful to the heavens, and he didn't pay attention to anything else.

In the air, hundreds of flying swords surrounded the Dustfall Douhuang, and the momentum was like a rainbow, but at this time, each of the 'Thundering Sword' had no less lethality than the king-level mid-grade, and in normal times, the Dustfall Douhuang was standing there without moving, and such an attack of strength could not break his body-protecting true qi, but now, although the Dustfall Douhuang would not be destroyed, he had to keep waving the cloud-breaking spear in his hand, and he could resist those annoying flying swords with the advantage of the treasure.

With this, the only hope left in the heart of the Dusty Douhuang began to gradually dissipate, and the spirit consciousness came out of the body, and he felt that these hundreds of flying swords, all of them actually had the grade of the king level, and after the transformation of this flying sword, they could still have such strength, how did this happen, the Dusty Douhuang was really unimaginable.

The aura in his body was lacking, and his chest was still a little stuffy, Fang Cai's blow made his mind feel a lot of confusion, and after a while, the cloud-breaking spear in his hand was extremely powerful, but Ling Tian had too many chaotic swords, and they were in all directions, even the dust on the top of his head and the bottom of his feet had to defend, if he was hit by a real hit, although it would not hurt much, after all, the dust falling Douhuang was seriously injured, and the true qi of the body was also very strong, but once he was hit, his defense would be disrupted, and the next trauma would be one after another, and in the end, so many flying swords, the torture could not be endured。

"Little rabbit cub, I fought with you today, through the clouds and fog, and gunfights in all directions. "The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes, and the Dust Falling Douhuang has already made up his mind, it is better to fight to the death than this.

However, although the Dustfall Douhuang is a little strong and powerful, many domineering moves require a strong aura as a basis, but he is too busy to take care of himself at this time, and he definitely can't use it.

Ling Tian was not afraid of the Dustfall Douhuang, if it wasn't for the more important things to do, Ling Tian also wanted to fight him, at this moment, he faintly felt that the Dustfall Douhuang was condensing his fighting spirit, but this power was weaker than a chip or two.

As soon as his spiritual sense moved, Ling Tian was also preparing for the final blow, and the hundreds of flying swords flew towards Ling Tian along the chaotic trajectory, although they were chaotic, none of the hundreds collided. In the end, the hundred flying swords stagnated in front of Ling Tian, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Dusty Douhuang, the Dusty Douhuang was almost crazy, today he was choked by Ling Tian's anger, even the palm of the Xuanyin Douhuang that day did not make him suffer such a serious injury, since he cultivated to reach the Douhuang, he had almost not been injured for decades.

After a broken drink, the silver light on the cloud-breaking spear in the hands of the Dustfall Douhuang flashed, as others could see, at this time, the Dustfall Douhuang was surrounded by silver-white fighting energy, but the dark color of the holy weapon treasure spear in his hand, and the body of the gun was covered with silver-white light, which was a little weird and magical.

Suddenly, the figure of the Dusty Dou Huang shot out, his right leg showed a lunge, the spear was in front, and the person was behind, more than ten zhang away in an instant, Ling Tian's sword eyebrows suddenly stood up, and the murderous aura also permeated his face, and then he waved his arms and recited in his mouth: "It's over, ten thousand swords are one." ”

In an instant, these hundreds of flying swords shot towards the distance of about ten zhang in front of the Dustfall Douhuang at this time, everything was just right, and the Dustfall Douhuang's cloud-breaking spear arrived at the moment when the flying swords were closed.

Suddenly, the huge roar made this small village that had just been quiet for a moment boil again, and the dazzling bright light made the villagers who were staring at the air and looking at the air incredulously blind for a moment, and even the three people of the Zhong family also had this feeling, but they could be slightly better, after all, there was cultivation.

When the light dissipated and the earth returned to silence, the body of the Dustfall Dou Huang finally could no longer bear the blow, and the Cloud Breaking Spear in his hand and his body began to fall towards the ground.

Ling Tian hurriedly conjured up a elixir that replenished the aura from the space bag, but after taking it, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, the Dustfall Douhuang was a peerless powerhouse after all, and the output of this shot of tens of thousands of degrees was not so simple to take down, if the Dustfall Douhuang was not injured, Ling Tian was fighting against him one-on-one, and Ling Tian did not completely grasp the blow of Fang Cai, but if the Dustfall Douhuang used the strongest move in his life, Ling Tian felt that the victory or defeat of the two sides should be half and half.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel that he still underestimated this Dusty Dou Huang, at first he thought that he had a seventh- or eighth-layer grasp of what he said, but after this confrontation, Ling Tian re-evaluated, if it was really hard-hitting, I am afraid that he would only have a fifth-layer grasp.

At this time, the Dust Falling Emperor and the Cloud Breaker Spear fell towards the ground.

Ling Tian frowned, and with a flick of one hand, a blue Dou Qi whirlwind shot out from his hand, like a blue ribbon, zigzag and circled towards the Cloud Breaking Spear, the speed was so fast that when the Cloud Breaking Spear was only halfway down, the blue ribbon tightly wrapped the Cloud Breaking Spear.

Suddenly, he felt that he was restrained by an aura that was not the master, and the Cloud Breaking Spear, as a holy weapon, instinctively began to launch a counterattack, and suddenly the originally dim brilliance shone brightly.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, this variable had long been expected by him. The saint-level treasure weapon has a machine spirit, and it is relatively mature, after all, this is a real holy weapon, so the machine spirit will take the initiative to launch a counterattack.

With a shake of his hand, the blue ribbon on Ling Tian's hand suddenly increased, no matter how strong the Cloud Breaking Spear was, now that there was no Dust Falling Dou Huang, instinctively fighting against a second-order Dou Huang like Ling Tian, there was no chance of winning at all, in just a few breaths, the light condensed on the Cloud Breaking Spear was completely dissolved by Ling Tian's blue ribbon, and the Cloud Breaking Spear was also much more honest, and it didn't take long for it to return to Ling Tian's hands.

Ling Tian was suspended in the air, the 'Thundering Sword' had already returned to the space bag, at this time in his hand was the 'Cloud Breaking Spear', his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he took a good look at the dark spear, Ling Tian nodded, his face full of love. (To be continued.) )