The other party bullies others too much!

Ling Xian also held a sense of anger in his heart. Anyway, he had no choice but to hide now, so he no longer retained anything. He spurted out his natal energy and quickly merged with the sword light. Then he held the Fire Phoenix Sword with both hands and slashed out as heavy as a mountain.

As soon as the void darkened, the power of this sword was really extraordinary. The fiery red sword light swarmed out, accompanied by the sound of clear sound, as if it had split the entire void.

The old man in green robe narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but of course he would not show weakness and inject more magic power into the magic weapon in front of him.

After a moment, two sword lights collided with each other, and a loud "boom" sounded, and the whole space was shaking.

"puff……"

Ling Xian could no longer bear it, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of his throat, and his whole body was thrown away from behind by the huge force.

It was a mess, smashing countless rocks and trees, and finally smashing a big hole in the entire ground.

Needless to say, it's awkward.

Only his physical strength is comparable to that of the demon clan of the same level. Otherwise, if a cultivator of the same level is changed to him, seven out of ten will be crushed to pieces.

Even if there is no death, the only way for the Nascent Soul to leave the body.

On the other side, the old man in green robe was not easy to live, his face was blue and white.

Dingdengdeng...

He took more than ten steps back in a row.

And every step he took, a white mark was left in the void.

As the saying goes, killing one thousand enemies will hurt yourself by eight hundred. Although his strength is much higher than Ling Xian, it is obviously not as strong as crushing.

Faced with Ling Xian's desperate counterattack, he suffered some damage.

However, Ling Xian was even more difficult. At least the big pit that was smashed on the surface had not moved for a long time.

After more than ten breaths, a light of escape soared into the sky, and the light converged, and Ling Xian's appearance appeared in his eyes again.

In a mess!

It has been so many years since Ling Xian has never been beaten so embarrassed.

The monks in the Tribulation Period are indeed terrible.

Even an incarnation is not something you can deal with.

what to do?

Ling Xian's eyes were still extremely sharp, but his heart was full of anxiety. He didn't want to fall here. The question was, how can he get rid of the crisis in front of him.

escape?

The opponent's escape light was too fast and could not be removed even if it teleported.

It is simply a fool to escape from him.

And he really couldn't beat him. For a moment, Ling Xian found that he was in a desperate situation.

Well, this is too much, but the only move that can get rid of the crisis after thinking about it is random teleportation.

The problem is that it is not that easy to use this trick. I won’t mention the consequences of becoming weak. The key is that it takes a lot of time to perform random teleportation.

And the strong enemy is on the side, how can I dare to show it?

For a moment, Ling Xian fell into a dilemma.

And at this moment, a voice came to my ears: "Brother Ling, why did you forget, I still have it."

As the saying goes, Ling'er actually guessed the problem Ling Xian is facing now.

"you……"

There was a hint of hesitation on Ling Xian's face.

He naturally knew Ling'er's strength. She, who obtained the inheritance of the Qilin, was far stronger than that of the same-level immortal cultivator. However, the enemy in front of her was the incarnation of the Tribulation Ancestor. Ling'er's realm was even lower than that of him, and she was only in the early stage of Tongxuan.

Isn’t it too unreliable to let her hold on to her opponent?

If she can't stop the enemy, she is injured or even dies, wouldn't she have no place to cry?

"Brother Ling, I don't have time to hesitate, so I'll just make up."

Before he finished speaking, a green glow flew out of Tianji Mansion, and the light converged, revealing the beautiful face of a girl.

The old man in green robe was already ready to continue attacking, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but look shocked.

Where did this girl come from?

But being stunned was only a moment, he was very knowledgeable after all.

After a moment of contemplation, he realized: "Tianji Mansion, you have Tianji Mansion."

A hint of greed flashed across the old monster's face.

Logically speaking, the wealth of the Tribulation Period should be much richer than that of the Tongxuan monk, and it can even be said that it is not the same order of magnitude at all.

But Ling Xian obviously did not follow common sense. Without saying anything else, the Fire Phoenix Sword he sacrificed made the old monster jealous.

Now it is proved that he has the Tianji Mansion on him.

Besides that, God knows how many treasures there are?

I was really lucky this time. It seems that in addition to the treasure of the origin, I can also make a small fortune.

The idea is good, but things are different from what I imagined.

Ling'er also knew that the enemy in front of her was extremely difficult to deal with. After she appeared, she whipped her sleeves and suddenly a clear sound came into her ears, and dense flying swords flew out of her sleeves.

The number is so large that it is simply astonishing, but in a moment, it covers a small half of the sky.

"Hmph, what's the use of such a garbage sword light?"

The old man in green robe was stunned at first, and then a sneered expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No matter how many sword lights there are, they can only be used to scare ordinary cultivators who are not as strong as themselves. Facing cultivators who are stronger than themselves, it is a complete addition to their own and only a joke.

However, this thought had not changed, and the next moment, he was stunned.

The girl stretched out her fingers, and the sword lights danced in front of her, arranged and combined, and soon, a kirin turned into.

The unicorn composed of sword light!

It sounds a bit outrageous, but it appears vividly.

The old man in green robe was quite knowledgeable, but he was shocked when he saw this scene.

Gasked.

His face became extremely ugly.

The contempt on his face also closed every minute.

He didn't know what the little girl in front of him came from.

But the move she showed was enough to make her treat her as a strong enemy, at least not to be underestimated.

Ling Xian also widened his eyes. He knew that the little girl's strength was extraordinary, but he did not expect that he could use such a terrible move.

Opportunities should not be missed.

Ling Xian began to prepare for random teleportation.

"disease!"

A light scolding came from his ear. Ling'er also knew that the other party was stronger than her, so she didn't dare to be careless. She flew with her hands and shot out magic tricks. As she moved, the surface of the Qilin's body, the five-color halo flowed and rushed towards the enemy.

A hint of hesitation flashed across the old man's face.

Faced with such strange tricks, with his rich experience in fighting, he didn't even know how to deal with it.

But soon, his eyes became firmer again.

With a raised hand, the flying sword slashed forward, responding to changes in the same way.

boom!

Soon, he collided with the unicorn.

Then an incredible scene happened, and the sword light was actually swallowed by the Qilin.

This time, the old man finally showed a look of horror on his face.

how so?
Chapter completed!