1906: C1906 Behead the Quasi-holy Son

C1906 Behead the Quasi-holy Son

Ling Tian roared as the Large Spear in his hands, which had already collapsed completely, shot out explosively, mixed together with his five fingers of pure Yang.

Tens of thousands of lance shadows merged together and transformed into a heavenly profound beast that bathed in the golden Flame, ripping space apart in an instant.

Dozens of Fairy Immortal s made their move one after another, enveloping an area of tens of kilometers, so as to prevent Ling Tian's Sword Qi from harming innocent people.

But under the sword aura, Zhang Jianling was completely stunned.

He had even forgotten to draw his sword in such a short time.

The current Ling Tian, on the Talent of Martial Arts, was not inferior to him.

The Sword Domain Power was not inferior to him either.

The same was true for swordplay.

The only difference was the cultivation level and the strength of the Weapon.

However, just as Ling Tian's Sword Finger Unity was about to land on his head, he was suddenly jolted awake.

He suddenly realized that the strength of this Sword Qi had far exceeded his imagination.

Although it didn't only severely injure him.

However, it was enough to shake him.

It was simply too easy to get close.

Weng! *

In a split-second, Zhang Jianling pulled out the top-notch Earth Immortal Sword from his waist and slashed out with a sword light.

However, when his sword aura and Ling Tian's sword fingers made contact.

Zhang Jianling only now knew how stupid he was.

How terrifying was Ling Tian's sword strike?

Within this strike, was Ling Tian's second killing move of the first level of the Phecda Four Phecda Sword, as well as the support from the Ten Thousand Swords Array technique and the Chunyang Finger's Golden Immortal-Flames.

Even when his cultivation and immortal weapon's were far inferior to the other party's.

This allowed Ling Tian's sword to still be able to withstand the tyrannical strike from the Earthly Immortal Stage Eight!

If this was in the lower realms, Ling Tian's sword would be able to allow him to fight with an entire realm above him.

The two sword beams collided above the Jiugong Mountain.

What no one expected was that one of Ling Tian's golden colored sword light had been destroyed.

On the contrary, it seemed as if thunder dragon and Vicious Beasts of hell were roaring at them unyielding.

In the blink of an eye, with a tyrannical aura that looked as if it would take death's hand, it directly smashed Zhang Jianling's sword into numerous broken sword beams.

Even to the extent where Zhang Jianling did not have time to react, Ling Tian's golden sword of fire slashed down explosively, engulfing him within!

Weng! *

After the sword light engulfed Zhang Jianling, it slashed onto the main peak of Jiugong Mountain.

A pitch-black crack was torn open on the mountain rock, extending all the way to the front of the palace.

At this moment, Zhang Jianling was no longer in the sky.

"What?" Zhang Jianling, was he slashed down from the sky by Ling Tian? "

"Where is he?"

"On the ground!"

Everyone looked towards Zhang Jianling's figure amidst the smoke and dust.

Wu Daozi was even more shocked, his aura immediately surged, suppressing the dust raised by the sword light on the ground. He saw that Zhang Jianling had already fallen amongst the rubble.

His clothes were torn and his hair was in disarray.

On his chest, there was a three feet long sword wound.

Although the sword wound was not very serious.

However, Zhang Jianling still looked very miserable.

He no longer had that domineering aura from before.

A quasi-Son of God being slashed down from the sky, most probably no one would have thought that it would happen.

And, he was even cut down by a Descendant with only Sixth Stage of Earthly Immortals?

Ironic.

"Jian Ling!?"

Wu Daozi took a deep breath.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Zhang Jianling finally snapped out of the dizziness from using Ling Tian's sword.

The energy in that sword light was simply too terrifying.

If it were not for the fact that the sword light was not sharp enough, this sword would probably have been able to cut apart his Body.

Even though he was not seriously injured, he was still humiliated to the extreme when he was sent flying.

It was even worse than killing him!

"Ling Tian, I must kill you today!"

Zhang Jianling got up from the ground and was about to attack.

However, Shen Chenyu, Murong Zhi and the rest had directly blocked in front of him.

"Zhang Jianling, you just slashed at Ling Tian for no reason at all, and now, Ling Tian has also returned your sword, so it's off. If you make a move again, don't blame me for being rude."

Shen Chenyu said coldly.

"Nephew Zhang, if you have caused enough trouble, you can stop. Could it be that you still think that you haven't lost enough face for Zhang Family?"

Murong Zhi also had an unfriendly expression.

"You!"

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Jianling glared at the Fairy Immortal s.

Then, he looked down at the crumbling Ling Tian.

He gnashed his teeth in anger.

this time, he was in West Frontier.

He had lost all his face.

Not only that, he had also shamed the entire Zhang Family.

If this matter were to spread to the midfield, he, Zhang Jianling, would become the laughing stock.

But in the West Frontier, he still could not touch Ling Tian.

This, simply made him explode with rage.

"Ling Tian, just you wait, your life, belongs to me, Zhang Jianling!"

In the end, Zhang Jianling could only give an angry shout as he kept his Immortal Sword and turned to leave.

He wanted to leave West Frontier Haoran City immediately.

Here, he no longer had any face to stay.

"Haha …"

Amidst the Jiugong Mountain's broken Battlestage ruins, Ling Tian saw Zhang Jianling's figure disappear and laughed out loud.

As for the Large Spear in his hand, with a cracking sound, the sword's body cracked into several pieces.

They had endured Ling Tian's unprecedented infusion of tyrannical energy, as well as Zhang Jianling's extremely strong sword tip.

The Long Yuan Sword still could not bear it and completely collapsed.

Even the sky-supporting rod were now filled with cracks and could no longer be used.

Without the Large Spear's support, Ling Tian's body swayed and then fell down.

None of them killed Zhang Jianling.

This was the first time in a long time that Ling Tian had not completely slapped his face after entering the martial way.

He released an enemy.

But, Ling Tian guaranteed in his heart, this was … The last time!

"Ling Tian!"

Zhao Min and Murong Zining rushed to Ling Tian's side at almost the same time, and took his bloodied body.

The blood that had congealed on Ling Tian's white hair looked so tragic.

"Someone, bring Ling Tian back to the Haoran City's main house, recuperate immediately!"

Murong Zhi rolled her eyes and said softly.2

"Hehehe, City Lord Murong, you must be joking right? Ling Tian is fighting for my Tianyi Auction House, so he should be bringing me back to the Auction House to recuperate!"

But Shen Chenyu refused.

"But Ling Tian is also a Descendant of my West Frontier!"

"I don't care, no one is going to fight with me for her!"

"You guys are still fighting over this even at this time? Quickly save Ling Tian!" Below, Zhao Min suddenly roared.

With her power, there was no way she could save Ling Tian.

"Let's go!"

Shen Chenyu didn't care about Murong Zhi's expression, he immediately flew down, picked Ling Tian up from the two women's hands, and left the Jiugong Mountain.

When Ling Tian woke up again, he discovered that he was already lying in a room that he didn't recognize.

It was wrapped like a mummy.

"Ugh …"

He opened his eyes, and in his mind, he was still unconscious.

But when Ling Tian raised the Eternal Burning Heaven Method, that feeling of unconsciousness instantly disappeared.

His expression changed.

He first examined the Body and Qi Sea.

Looking around, the Body was still passable, but most of them had been completely repaired.

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