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Chapter 1757

hiss!

hiss!

Many strong men at the scene looked at Yun Bai in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, they felt the aura of death spread throughout their bodies. No one expected that Yun Bai, a demigod strong man, would face Ling Tian's full strength.

.

Is it as simple as abusing food?

easy!

Killing!

Such a scene is truly terrifying.

Zhang Shuo witnessed Yun Bai being tortured and killed with his own eyes, and his heart trembled. When he came back to his senses, he was already furious: "You little bastard, how dare you kill a strong demigod from the Temple of Heaven."

"Are you prepared to accept the crazy revenge from the Temple of Heaven?"

Between growls.

Zhang Shuo raised his long sword, and the cold light burst out from the depths of his eyes again. Without any hesitation, he rushed out in the blink of an eye, slashed the ground with his long sword, and came straight towards Ling Tian, ​​giving him a feeling of death.

Fill the blade.

When Ling Tian saw this, he didn't care. There was a cold look in his eyes again. With a flick of his finger, deep in his fingertips, there was a wave of solid air, which was like thunder and was mixed with a few afterimages of silver needles.

Get out with your life.

Whoosh!

The silver needle pierced the air and opened the door to death. The powerful feeling made Zhang Shuo's heart tremble, and he waved the long knife in his hand: "Looking for death."

He swung the long sword in a feint, trying to change the situation of the battle, but unfortunately the silver needle was tricky and was not something Zhang Shuo could resist. The moment he slashed the sword, the silver needle flew away again.

Poof!

Poof!

In just a moment, the silver needle shot into the body. Zhang Shuo couldn't help but feel his soul trembling. A kind of death aura spread, which shocked Zhang Shuo: "It's poison again?"

The battle circle just now.

Although Zhang Shuo had never joined, he could clearly see that the main reason why Yun Bai died in the battle was the poisonous needle issued from Ling Tian's hand.

Zhang Shuo took a step back.

Prime Minister Jiang!

Feng Kun!

The two powerful emperors acted in tacit agreement. The moment they took action, two terrifying waves of air spread out in an instant, directly covering Zhang Shuo in front of him.

"Damn."

Although Zhang Shuo was strong, first the poisonous needle entered his body, and then the two emperors attacked with all their strength. Suddenly, it was——

The signs of failure have been revealed.

"Damn."

Zhang Shuo roared again, and waves of energy rushed out from his whole body. With the long knife in his hand, he made another domineering sword shadow, and then pushed back the two emperors. The moment he pushed back the emperors, Zhang Shuo felt the aura of death even more.

Spread throughout the body.

The smell of death permeates the air.

There was an even colder light in the depths of Ling Tian's eyes, and when he started again, he used his ultimate move. Silver needles filled the sky, bursting out like rain in an instant, locking Zhang Shuo in an instant.

hiss!

How could Zhang Shuo have imagined that Ling Tian could have such great power?

Instinctively, Zhang Shuo raised his sword and struck again with explosive force.

The long knife withdraws the silver needle.

Although he was not frustrated, he had consumed a lot. Zhang Shuo's body stomped back. Ling Tian frowned, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Take advantage of his illness!

Want his life.

Ling Tian would never write down the word "kindness" when dealing with enemies. Then he stepped forward, and golden light filled the sky. Ling Tian raised his hand, and the spreading golden light gathered in the palm of his hand, and he saw the shadow of a hegemonic palm.

With the power of thunder.

Press down.

Boom!

There was a shocking explosion and thunderous thunder. Zhang Shuo's heart trembled violently. It was difficult to resist the power of the Buddha's palm. Jiang Xiang and the two men seized the opportunity.

Holy sword!

Spear!

Swing out in an instant.

Although Zhang Shuo was strong, he was already weak in the face of successive attacks. Facing the attacks of the two emperors again, he felt powerless. He struck the ground with his sword, trying to resist, but he was like an ant.
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