Above the head, the wind pressure gusts, if the towering Mount Tai falls from the sky, the majestic and terrifying!

In my ears, I could hear the supernatural roar that shattered my eardrums, and it seemed that the heavens and the earth were about to turn again, and the sun and the moon were shocked into powder.

That's no less than the coming of the catastrophe!

It wasn't an attack from an ordinary dragon genus, but a genuine, fake behemoth dragon.

A red dragon born from Shenlong Continent, a great dragon clan with the most authentic bloodline trickling in his bones!

The giant dragon rouge, soaring through the clouds and mist, made a roaring sound from his mouth, and the red scales were like blood, swooping down towards the earth of the world.

It looks as if there is a large cloud of blood that covers the sky and the sun, and it is unavoidable!

So huge, so unstoppable, so a red dragon that can cover the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon.

Who are you, how can you dodge?

Only by facing the dragon in front of me, I stood up to myself.

Do you have a dragon groan? I am not afraid.

Why? I have sword light!

Ling Zhen, a young man in a green robe, held his mother Yao Ying's famous sword Hong Mo, and his whole body suddenly jumped, and he had already opened up a gap with the law phase fire spirit.

The mind is peeled apart, so that the true body and the true spirit of the natal sword can maintain a magical state of dividing into two, without interfering with each other, you do yours, I do mine.

The underlying reason for these methods was, of course, that Ling Zhen wanted to be able to deal with the giant dragon Rouge at the same time, as well as the red-eyed Baji City Lord Situ Ran!

The giant dragon continued to sweep down, and Ling Zhen raised his head to face the behemoth with its mouth wide open, without showing any gesture of fear.

It's like a mortal who lifts his head and looks at the rain in his face, and it doesn't matter much at all.

The Fire Spirit Knight wields a huge flaming blade, the brilliance of the sharp sword, and the power of the flames of the fire, the two are fully combined, and they are seamless.

This is the unique and superb supernatural power of Ling Zhen's natal sword, above the thousands of non-sword cultivators in the world, high in the sky, like a god descending to earth!

The giant magic phase that covered the body with flames, holding a sword and six flying swords that were overflowing with golden light and dazzling, enveloping the luck of the head of the Eight Poles Male City and the spiritual power of the monks, engaged in an extremely fierce struggle.

The golden light flowed into things like dazzling golden streams, and the giant blade flame sword in the fire spirit's hand also burst out countless flames of fire in the collision.

The scene is dazzling, it is really like the two heavenly gods of gold and fire, and they have handed out a one-style sword move here, in order to distinguish between you and me, and fight each other to find out whose god performance is higher!

The huge true spirit of the natal sword is fighting fiercely against the six swords.

The main owner, Ling Zhen, rushed up alone with his sword, and resolutely decisively.

There is nothing else to do - slay the dragon!

The young man with a yearning for the dragon slaying in his chest suddenly burst out with his true power, just like the terrifying power of the wind and thunder rising from the ground.

He slashed his sword at the red-scaled dragon that was rushing to the ground.

This sword, the sword light penetrates through the nine skies, and it contains this twenty-year-old young man's full understanding of the way of the sword.

A wisp of majestic sword qi, with extraordinary lethality, swept straight up, blocking the domineering posture of thousands of armies with horizontal swords, and the killing power penetrated the body of the dragon.

Rouge, a middle-aged woman of the Great Dragon Clan who lost her child, appeared in the world, and the long dragon scale armor was extremely thick, far better than the kind of body protection robes that ordinary monks liked to wear.

And Ling Zhen's unsparing blow actually directly penetrated the thick cover of the dragon scales and injured the internal organs of the rouge dragon.

In the midst of the dragon's groan, an unforgettable wail could be heard very clearly.

It was Rouge, the powerhouse of the Great Dragon Clan, who had to roar out because of the severe pain in his internal body!

But what was shocking was that all the internal organs were injured by Ling Zhen's sword qi, which could have been said to be extremely serious injuries, but the speed at which the giant dragon swooped into the world did not slow down in the slightest

Even after taking a sword, the long dragon became more and more furious, dragon nature and beast nature, destroying the heavens and the earth, it was already a superb fierce beast, killing the young man in the green robe.

The reason for such an unreasonable state of affairs is precisely because the cultivators of the Great Dragon Clan of the Divine Dragon Continent are naturally physically strong.

Not only is the skin rough and the flesh thick, it can withstand a large number of blunt blows or sharp weapons, but also has a self-healing ability that far exceeds common sense.

Even for a short period of time, the dragon rouge, which was rich in internal strength and true qi, had already begun to repair the damage caused by a sword on its own.

It doesn't even take long to be in good condition!

Before Ling Zhen could react, he didn't have time to hand out the second sword, and in another direction, there was a super fierce attack with murderous intent, coming towards him.

The one who killed himself, of course, would not be someone else, it was the city lord of Baji City who was bent on avenging his son, "Flying Fox Zhenren" Situ Ran.

This middle-aged man, who had long since stopped practicing Taoist exercises, was returning to his old business at this moment and picked up all kinds of Taoist laws that he had cultivated hard in his youth.

The three halal airflow is all over the body, and the footsteps are extremely fast, as if the whole person has turned into a golden light.

Punching, as fast as thunder and lightning, can not be described in words!

On Situ Ran's right fist, it was really as if a large golden sun had been born.

Undoubtedly, that is the true qi of those monks on the eight-pole city wall, which has been cultivated and tempered by the Situ family's family for many years, and has been owned by them.

It can be like this, wrap the true strength machine that is no less powerful than the sword cultivation flying sword divine power in your fist, and then hand out a top-level killing move to your own enemy that is no less than the flying sword to take people's heads!

The first punch, to be precise, was the first onslaught of the golden gas.

The solid smash slammed into the majestic magic phase transformed by Ling Zhen's natal sword.

Of course, there is a fiery giant sword formed by divine flames, which is used as a blocking weapon to fully relieve the force.

But the block was quite limited, Situ Ran's indignant killing power blow, suddenly, the golden light dispersed the flames, like a flood pouring through the flame disaster!

The supreme giant blade held by the Fire Spirit Knight actually showed a terrifying weakening posture with the first punch of the Situ City Lord.

In this case, it can really be said that it is extremely dangerous, and seeing that after a few more punches, the Dharma Phase Fire Spirit that contains the supreme divine power of the natal true qi will be smashed into a mess of flames by the brilliant golden light of the giant fist.

Something is wrong!

The city lord of Baji City, who had killed madness, was still delivering punch after punch.

At present, it is no longer the golden aura in the right fist, but on both fists, and the spirituality is abundant, so that even if they are separated by a certain distance, they can clearly feel that the unparalleled power is incomparable!

Of course, Ling Zhen himself is closely related to the natal sword, probably showing a state of both glory and loss, the law form condensed by the Fire God Sword was smashed with a punch, and he, as the main owner of the flying sword, would also suffer much or less damage, and he was extremely distressed.

Even Ling Zhen himself didn't expect that this old city lord with the surname Situ was not only good at Taoism, but also could do such a good thing with his fists and feet, and he was simply an inhuman-like existence......

Also, if you are a normal person, you will not fall in love with a red dragon of the big dragon clan, and marry and have children with it.

Situ Ran roared violently, although his roar was not as good as those crazy dragon groans made by his wife, but it also really contained the waves of true qi gushing out of his internal force.

With each punch, the golden mangs above the fist become more and more majestic, layered on top of each other, and every move has to be taken to the next level!

This is the head of the Situ family, who has willingly given up the Taoist method over the years, and turned to the practice of secret hard work, he has passed the extremely harsh and arduous training, and he has practiced this technique to perfection in that way.

This martial arts technique called "Eight Poles Bombardment", I don't know if it's a coincidence or whatever, it's so coincidentally the same name as this Eight Poles City.

One type of eight punches, after eight punches, then change to another style, eight eight sixty-four punches for a round, each round can blast out a full sixty-four powerful onslaught to the opponent!

The fist is cold, and the wind is unbelievably strong.

The fire spirit swung his sword more than once, but the fire flame in the heart of this Dharma Appearance could barely stop Situ Ran's golden light and infinite fist bombardment!

The terrifying banging bang brought tremendous pressure to the young sword cultivator Ling Zhen.

And Ling Xiaoxiao, who was not far away, was holding the Moon Surge Divine Axe, and was able to defeat the remaining two golden qi swords, unable to pull away, and could not come to support his own brother.

Therefore, in the current crisis situation, there is no other help, Ling Zhen needs to break through by himself!

The so-called blessing and misfortune are not a single line, and at the same time that the city lord of Baji City used the Baji to bombard, handing out a swift and monstrous fist to smash it, the red dragon was also close to the end.

The Great Dragon Clan's rouge was already a few feet above Ling Zhen's head.

Almost in the middle of these few breaths, the dragon was able to bite off Ling Zhen's great head in one bite!

Even if he couldn't kill the great enemy who killed his own son with a single blow, he could at least seriously injure the young man in the blue robe.

That's enough.

After injuring Ling Zhen, her husband would use the Eight Extremes of the Divine Fist to make this rabbit cub die on the spot with a strong attack of the Heavenly Divine Power!

This is the so-called "blood debt and blood payment"!

He will be beaten to death, how miserable and miserable he will be!

And the girl in white who walked with him would not die so easily.

will be abolished a body of martial arts roots, reduced to a waste and thrown into the kiln, and will be bullied and ravaged to death by countless men.

Until the last moment of her life, she would be full of remorse, regretting why she was so bold and dared to provoke the Situ family of Baji City!

Situ Ran's wife, Rouge, even thought clearly and clearly about how to deal with the Ling family's siblings after the war.

She was full of anger and rushed towards Ling Zhen, rushing towards the murderous enemy who had died ten thousand times.

Originally, Red Dragon Rouge thought that he would definitely be able to succeed in one blow, after all, this young boy was suffering from his husband's continuous and strong attacks, and he should not be able to pull out his body.

But she never expected that this eldest young master of Tianshen Mountain Villa had a magical treasure at the bottom of the box that no one could resist.

Supreme Sword Qi!

A shocking blue light sword qi shot out from the tips of the index fingers of the two hands of the young man in the green robe.

The direction of the shot is the sky.

It's as if this sword light, whose killing power is higher than the sky, is not aimed at the rouge dragon, but the outer heavens!

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky.

It was also at this moment that the dragon rouge realized with great sadness that the original monk of the human race could also emit such an unreasonable sword qi.

The cyan sword qi came straight out, as if the green dragon had broken away from Ling Zhen's fingertips.

Suddenly, the green dragon devoured the red dragon!

Rouge's huge body was strafed by the sword qi on the spot, and unfortunately it was reduced to a pile of dragon corpse remnants.

As soon as the sword god fish Youcong Supreme Sword Qi came out, no one in the mortal world could stop it, and it was about to perish if it was touched, and the moment the sword qi shot out, it was basically over.

Rouge's precious life came to rest in an instant.

The huge dragon body did not return to its human form, and just like that, it fell to the ground in the form of a dead dragon.

Flying Fox Park in Baji City, even if it was smashed into ruins by this corpse that fell from the sky!

"Rouge—"

Seeing that his beloved wife was easily killed by the cyan sword qi, Situ was desperate to cry without tears and was overwhelmed with grief.

The human tragedy of losing a son and wife befell this middle-aged man at the same time in one day.

How could he have an emotional breakdown without being completely emotional?

Situ Ran has become a "beast", a terrible beast that only thinks about revenge and revenge, and has no rational thinking at all.

The golden light above the two fists is majestic, just like the super hatred of Ling Zhen in the man's heart, like the water of the Yellow River gushing endlessly, out of control!

Just when he confirmed that his beloved wife Rouge had died in the form of a dragon, he was ready to continue to punch the young man in the green robe.

From the other side, a murderous aura struck.

It turned out that the girl in white, who seemed to be weak, had already relied on the Yuehua plate axe to open the circle of two flying swords.

And hold the moon surge, with the extremely fast footsteps, an axe in an instant!

The target of the attack was the chest of the city lord of the Eight Extremes.

Situ Ran was taken aback, and as a matter of course, he protected his chest, and he must not let this little girl in white who suddenly launched an attack succeed.

Ling Zhen saw the opportunity and jumped into the middle of the Fire God Method.

The sword master held the sword in both hands, and the fire knight also held the sword of the heart fire with dazzling flames.

A sword stabbed straight forward.

Ling Zhen seized this great opportunity!

The fiery sharp blade completely penetrated Situ Ran's lower abdomen in an instant.

It turned out that he was too busy dealing with Ling Xiaoxiao's axe slash and was bent on continuing the onslaught with all his might, and neglected to defend his abdomen.

In the white-hot stage of the battle, this level of relaxation and slackness is tantamount to self-destruction!

As a result, the old city lord, whose cultivation strength was actually not weak, had all the organs in his stomach burned and destroyed by the fire god's flames, and they were smashed away.

After being so mortally injured, Situ Ran knew that it would be difficult to live again, and with the blood flowing from his mouth, he glared at Ling Zhen with an incomparably hateful look, and tried his best to say in a very small voice: "Ling, Ling family, don't ......"

When she said this, Ling Xiaoxiao held the Divine Moon Axe that contained the infinite aura of Tongtian Laurel and had already tried her best to cut it down.

With an axe, he cut off Situ Ran's head!

Ling Zhen pulled out the long sword that stabbed into Situ Ran's abdomen, and shook it hard, scattering all the blood stained on the blade.

put away the law phase, and the Fire God Sword was put into the sword of the eyebrows.

He guessed that what Situ Ran wanted to say before he died should be vicious curse words such as "The Ling family will not die well", or "The Ling family will not die well".

After all, this old city lord of Baji City left this world with endless anger and unwillingness.

Ling Zhen, the eldest prince in the green robe, stretched out his hands, and the golden aura that still existed in the two fists of the head of the Situ family was absorbed into his body.

As Ling Pu's only son, he has a unique physique since he hit his mother's womb, called "the body of innate extreme understanding".

This kind of miraculous physical ability allows him to enjoy a very fast comprehension speed for all martial arts skills, not to mention that he can learn it, it is simply a glance!

And like this, inhaling the true qi of the alien spirit body into the body without the slightest rejection reaction is something that only a very small number of people like Ling Zhen can do.

Baji City lost the lord of the city, and all the private soldiers in the Flying Fox Park died under the slaughter of the Zhenwu Battalion, and not a single one was left alive!

Now, even these monks' true powers, which were hidden in the bricks of the city walls, had been taken by the young man surnamed Ling Mingzhen.

The Situ family, it's over.

Ling Zhen fully accepted the new spiritual internal force, and immediately raised his leg and kicked out such a kick, kicking Situ Ran's poor headless corpse and flying out.

Looking at Situ Ran, who flew out a few feet away, his intestines were rotten, and his head moved to death, Ling Zhen sneered a few times and said, "The surname is Situ, what you just said is right, our Ling family in Tianshen Mountain Villa is so unreasonable, I don't want to talk about it, and I don't need to tell anyone!" ”