244: C244 Three Rod Strikes of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers

C244 Three Rod Strikes of Subduing Dragons and Subduing Tigers

"Kid, are you talking to me?"

One of the elder of the sirozon was immediately angered and shouted.

No Descendant would dare to be so disrespectful to their sirozon.

"Yes, so what?"

Ling Tian slowly raised the Trembling Cloud Rod in his hand and pointed it at the people of the sirozon, "You guys just wait and set up this grand array of Yin Souls, you don't care about killing tens of thousands of innocent civilians, you just have to absorb their spirits and people can kill them all!"

"What is Ling Tian doing? You dare to say such words, does it mean that you want to anger the sirozon? "

"This is bad. This kid doesn't know his place. He looks down on everyone and has caused us much trouble!"

For a moment, Ling Tian's words caused some of the Martial Cultivator in the room to complain.

Du Jinming, who had escaped frantically, had a sinister look on his face. He wished for nothing more than for Ling Tian to immediately anger the sirozon and die a graveless death.

"Truly courting death!" Once we break this formation, we will definitely pull out your soul and torture you to death! "

The group of sirozon s were furious, if not for the big array blocking them, they would have rushed forward and tore Ling Tian into the Fragment, to resolve the hatred in their hearts.

"Ignorant and fearless spirits, they are the most delicious. I'm going to let you taste the fear before I use you again. "Very good ?"

There was no anger on Shang Li's face.

But his hands did not stop moving. He slowly raised the array flag and used the same method to condense the ghost Arrows again.

He definitely wanted this Ling Tian's stranger's ghost!

"Humph!" "Everyone, I gave you all one move just now. Now, it should be my turn, right?"

Ling Tian let out a cold snort. Inside the Dantian Qi Sea, the Dao Foundation shone with nine colors. The Yuan Qi steamed the sky and cooked the sea.

A hundred thousand sword shadow instantly gathered and formed a Hidden Dragon Sword Soul, illuminating the outside and the inside.

At the same time, Ling Tian, who was on the other side of the Yun Boat, clothes flapped and in that moment, the Yuan Qi erupted.

A fifteen meters long Sword Soul hung behind Ling Tian, radiating a golden light as the Sword Intent moved about unhindered.

Now, Ling Tian had raised his imposing aura to the extreme.

Just for one battle!

"This person's aura is so strange!"

"Haha, Grade Seven Martial Spirit, we should be happy!"

However, before the sirozon could finish laughing, he realized that the figure on the bow had already disappeared!

Did he run away?

A thought flashed through everyone's minds, and in the next moment, they saw that the figure had already rushed out of the Yun Boat and hovered in the air thousands of feet away from them.

Behind him, a pair of golden wings flapped, dragging the figure of the gold rod.

The golden sword above his head floated in the air, making him look like a golden war god for a time.

That figure, facing over a hundred Devil Sect s, actually dared to come out from the Yun Boat!

"Hehe, the Sect of the Righteous Way will put on airs! Since he has come out, let's immediately extract his soul! "

Other than Shang Li, the other sirozon s all waved their demon banners, summoning their ghost, Luo Sha.

"Hehe, these filthy things are useless to me!"

However, the figure was once again out of everyone's expectations.

The golden wings on his back shook suddenly, and his figure suddenly turned illusory. In the next moment, he actually appeared fifteen hundred meters away, and the gold rod in his hands even raised it, frantically condensing Yuan Qi.

The speed of his figure was simply shocking.

"Kill!"

Although she was shocked in her heart, Devil Sect had all been through a bloody battle. Even though they were extremely shocked at the speed of the figure, they still rushed forward.

Over a hundred ghosts were in front of him, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, even if they were late stage Ning Po Rankers, if they were annihilated, they would die in an instant.

"Subduing the Tiger, Subduing the Dragon, Breaking the Void!"

"Disperse into ashes!"

The golden figure of a person and a rod met the ghost Luo Sha. The gold rod formed a dragon and tiger shape from its Yuan Qi and smashed onto the ground.

It was like a landslide pushing forward.

It was as if the sea had shattered.

Amidst the roars of the dragons and tigers, the hundred ghost spirits, Luo Sha, screamed out in fear and stopped on the spot. Before they could make a move, they were all smashed into ashes!

The cold wind was still there, and Rakasha was gone.

As the wind whistled, the hearts of the crowd were terrifyingly quiet as they trembled in fright.

Luosha's technique was the foundation of the sirozon, and was equivalent to the life and death of the Martial Cultivator.

Every battle had the advantage of two against one.

But now, the figure that was in front of him, the ghost Luo Sha of a hundred Ning Po and Soul Condensation Cultivator, was struck down into the air just like that!

The group of sirozon s were all dumbstruck. They had never encountered such a situation before, how could the unstoppable Phantom Shadow Luo Sha become so weak?

However, before they could react, Blood s had already spouted out of their mouths, and their momentum was extremely weak.

They had all learned the Rakshasi technique from a young age. One was alive while the other was strong, while the last one was weak.

When Luosha was killed, they immediately suffered a backlash. Even with the support of the array, the combat power was still not as strong as it was before.

"Hehe, the stronger you are, the more I like you. "I can't help but want to taste your ghost ?"

Shang Li stood at the back and continued condensing the ghost Arrows. However, he stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his pale lips, looking sinister and terrifying.

Inside the Yun Boat, all of the Southern Martial Cultivator s were standing in front of the window in shock.

Ling Tian was strong, but other than the Martial Cultivator who had experienced a lot in the Tianhe Mountain, the rest of them had only heard of him from others.

Now, they saw that Ling Tian was fighting his group alone.

The power and fearlessness of that strike had completely subdued them.

"Damn it, how could the sirozon be so weak?! It can't even deal with a single Ling Tian!" Du Jinming punched on the window post, gritting his teeth.0

Outside the Yun Boat, the hundred people of sirozon watched as the figure carrying the gold rod slowly flew over, their hearts filled with fear.

"Who the hell are you? Why does this staff seem to contain the will of Buddha!? "

An elder, who was in the late stage of the Ning Po, held his chest and asked.

"Remember, the person who killed you, was me, Ling Tian!"

As the words of the heaven fell, Ling Tian had already disappeared from his original location. In the next moment, he appeared in front of the sirozon Elder who had asked the question just now, and the gold rod in his hand smashed down with a loud bang. With such a close distance, it was impossible to dodge.

"Just who are you!?"

"How is this possible!"

"Junior brother Shang Li, quickly save me!"

The sirozon were all shocked, there was no longer any intention to fight, they could not believe that there was actually someone in this great formation that was not suppressed by the formation, and instead had an explosive growth of the combat power.

"Hur hur, none of you will be able to escape!"

Ling Tian sneered. He swept the Trembling Cloud Rod horizontally after raising it evenly, and with the second stage of the Subduing Tiger Staff, he struck the Martial Cultivator in front of him dead with tremendous force.

In fact, they were unable to even let out a single scream.

From the time Ling Tian summoned his Yun Boat to the time he annihilated a hundred people in sirozon, it had only been three breaths of time.

Initially, with Ling Tian's Pi Quan cultivation, he was already able to fight against a late stage Ning Po. Now, although the Ning Po didn't have the power of a sword, killing the Human Race's Ning Po was simple.

In the cold wind howling in the sky, Ling Tian and you, Shang Li, are opposing each other from afar.

The latter was still converging her soul Arrows indifferently, completely unaware of Ling Tian's strength. She had already condensed more than half of her soul Arrows.

Ling Tian slowly raised his hand, holding the Conspiracy Cloud gold rod, with three Array s shining on it.

He pointed directly at the distant white robed figure, his voice calm.

"Now, it's your turn!"

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