MTL - War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens-Chapter 363 Liu poetry, die!

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The people present can deeply feel the anger in Duan Lingtian's words.

Fan Jian changed his face and hurriedly hid behind Liu’s poetry, fearing that Duan Lingtian would kill him.

"Hey!"

Dong Lingtian snorted and instantly moved, and the whole person flew out of the air.

The place where it passes is dusty.

The spirit of the snake body!

Duan Lingtian is like a snake, and he goes directly to Fan Jian’s place. Liu’s poetry in front of Fan Jian is directly ignored by him.

Call!

In an instant, Duan Lingtian showed a narrow sword in his hand.

This narrow sword is out, and one hundred and twenty ancient giant elephants on the top of Duan Lingtian’s head are instantly added to the forty-five ancient giant elephants...

The power of one hundred and sixty-five ancient giant elephants!

"Six Pinling Sword!"

Around the life and death stage, the exclamations are undulating.

I was scared by the narrow sword in the hands of Duan Lingtian...

This narrow sword, the strength of the increase is close to ‘four percent’.

Clearly is a 'six-pin sword'!

This paragraph Ling Tian, ​​there are six Pinling swords?

"Where is the Six Pinling Sword from Duan Lingtian?"

Zheng Song's face was astonished.

This six-pronged sword was originally left by the old man who was killed by Zhang Shouyong when he was in the ancient city of Qiongyong Restaurant.

Zhang Shouyong gave this sword as his trophy, and gave it to Duan Lingtian, becoming the most powerful weapon in Duan Lingtian’s hands.

"Large Big Brother, save me!"

Although hiding behind Liu’s poetry, Fan Jian did not have a sense of security. Now he saw Duan Lingtian taking out the six-spirited sword and exerting the power of 165 ancient giant elephants. He was completely chilly.

There is no idea of ​​rebellion in my heart.

Drawing skills!

Duan Lingtian’s eyes are very cold, his body is like a snake, and he circumvents Liu’s poetry. The sword in his hand is like lightning, and he takes the throat of Fan Jian.

Intended to kill Fan Jianyi!

"Looking for death!"

The beginning of Liu’s poetry was also attracted by the six-pronged sword in the hands of Duan Lingtian. Now reacting, the seven-character sword appeared in his hand, turning into the sword light like the bones of the bones, and straightening the narrow sword in the hands of Duan Ling.

Want to shake the narrow sword in the hands of Duan Lingtian and save Fan Jian.

Yunfeng sword!

The sword light in the hands of Liu’s poetry is almost the same. When it is plucked, it seems to carry the power of the mountain.

At the same time, on the top of the head of Liu’s poetry, more than two hundred and fifty ancient giant elephants are imaginary and condensed.

The power of Liu’s poetry is stronger than the power of Duan Lingtian’s sword, and it is more than 90 ancient giant elephants!

Hey!

A sword plucks out, just like a towering mountain peak that penetrates the clouds, and it is the mystery of "Yunfeng Swordsman".

Dong Lingtian seems to ignore Liu’s poetry when chasing Fan Jian, but his mind is completely in Liu’s poetry.

So, Liu poetry came out of the sword and he found it in the first place.

When the seven-character sword in the hands of Liu’s poems came to his sword, there was a sneer on Duan Lingtian’s mouth, mixed with a hint of conspiracy.

The eyes of everyone around the life and death stage are slightly congested, falling on Duan Lingtian's body, wanting to see if Duan Lingtian can resolve the sword of Liu poetry.

"Good!"

Dong Lingtian suddenly sighed.

The next moment, everyone saw that Duan Lingtian plunged into Fan Jian’s figure, suddenly trembled, like a smart snake, wrapped around a bend and greeted Liu’s poems attacking him.

Dong Lingtian’s mouth is cold.

Drawing skills!

The six-pronged sword slammed into a more rapid lightning, and it seems that this moment has been waiting for a long time.

"Not good!"

Liu’s poetry was still full of confidence, but when he saw Duan Lingtian’s abrupt turn, when a sword came straight to him, his heart raised an ominous premonition.

Dong Lingtian dared to do this, there are only two possibilities.

One, Duan Lingtian is confident.

Second, Duan Lingtian is looking for death.

Obviously, Duan Lingtian is not like the kind of person who is looking for death...

Just, now that the situation is in jeopardy, Liu’s poetry is uneasy, and realizes that things have changed, and it can only be **** the scalp.

Yunfeng sword!

Heavily a sword of Yunfeng, greet Duan Lingtian’s sword of the bones...

The power of more than two hundred and fifty ancient giant elephants exploded!

"Dead!"

Liu’s poetry is fierce, and the sword in his hand falls. He does not think that Duan Lingtian’s weak and strong means can span the gap of more than 90 ancient giant elephants.

Dong Lingtian’s face was calm and his heart moved.

Shake!

In an instant, Duan Lingtian’s hands on the six-character sword are raging and moving, and the frequency of trembling is getting faster and faster!

Meet the sword of Liu Yun’s heavy cloud.

Hey!

In an instant, the sword in the hands of Duan Lingtian and the sword in the hands of Liu Zi’s poems collided.

This moment, time seems to be completely solidified.

After the death and death stage, a group of inner disciples and the elders of the inner door smashed their eyes and held their breath, watching this scene.

The power of this sword of Duan Lingtian is comparable to the power of one hundred and sixty-five ancient giant elephants.

The power of the sword of Liu Poetry is comparable to the power of more than 250 ancient giant elephants.

There is no suspense of the power gap. If it is normal, they will think that Liu poetry is enough to win easily...

Today, Liu Wen’s poetry is Duan Lingtian, the legendary disciple of the Seven Stars.

The legendary disciple who used to be weak and strong and killed many times more powerful than himself.

They are curious in their hearts.

Today, it is Liu’s poetry with a powerful force to suppress Duan Lingtian, and even to kill Duan Lingtian... or Duan Lingtian once again create a miracle, weak and strong, defeated and defeated, will kill Liu poetry!

Everyone is watching this scene intently.

They know that the results will come out soon.

Of course, among them, more than 90% of people do not think that Duan Lingtian can create another miracle...

After all, this gap is too big.

The difference between more than 90 ancient giant elephants is almost impossible to overcome.

Hey!

No matter how a group of people around the life and death stage think, the six-pronged sword in the hands of Duan Lingtian is finally hit by the seven-pronged sword in the hands of Liu.

Two terrible forces, almost in an instant, slammed into it.

Yuanli shocks, a strong atmosphere, spread out, turned into a gust of wind, swept the dead and dead, so that the dust on the stage of life and death filled.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

......

Dong Lingtian’s six-character sword, Yuan Li’s trembling, soaring to the extreme.

Trembling, lift to the limit!

Strangled out.

Suddenly.

"Ah!"

A scream of screaming, tearing the sky, accompanied by the sound of a piece of iron.

When a group of people around the life and death stage had not come and reacted, everyone clearly saw that Duan Lingtian shook his body and immediately shot at the resurgence of Liu Poetry.

Hey!

The sword of Yuanli’s trembling, ruined and ruined into the chest of Liu’s poetry, through the body, and blood smashed like a red rose that condensed into a glare.

Duan Lingtian raised his hand and collected the sword. The body of Liu’s poetry shook a few times, holding a pair of scorpions, and fell to the ground without fear.

Liu poetry, die!

Duan Lingtian stood beside the body of Liu Shi’s poem, and he did not move like a mountain, just like an unbeaten war god.

Hey!

After life and death, after a sudden silence, it was completely boiling.

"Would the husband of Liu Poe die?"

"God! The power of his sword, comparable to the power of more than 250 ancient giant elephants, was actually crushed by Duan Lingtian?"

"Dong Lingtian's sword seems to have only one hundred and sixty-five ancient giant elephants? It is more than ninety ancient giant elephants. He can still win weakly!"

"Phenomenon! Too abnormal!"

......

A group of inner disciples are stunned.

Even those inner-door elders, now looking at Duan Lingtian’s eyes, are a bit more stunned.

Although, they have heard about the story of Duan Lingtian in the past. I can hear and see it with my own eyes.

"What is the difference between the ancient giant elephants?"

After hearing the sound of a group of disciples, Duan Lingtian’s mouth swelled in a shallow arc.

Since he cultivated the third change of "King of the Warriors" into a perfection, his "fibrillation" was raised to the limit.

The scope of action is within the power of one hundred ancient giant elephants.

In other words, as long as the strength of Duan Lingtian's opponent does not exceed the power of his hundred ancient giant elephants, his ‘fibrillation’ can play a role.

Liu’s poetry is full of strength, and it is indeed very strong, comparable to the power of more than 250 ancient giant elephants.

However, there is still no gap with the power of Duan Lingtian to open a hundred ancient giant elephants...

So, Duan Lingtian’s ‘fibrillation’ is out, he is still dead!

Moreover, even if Duan Lingtian used the Liu Pinling sword to display the power of 165 ancient giant elephants, it is also his reservation.

Know that the basic strength that Duan Lingtian can now exert is not the power of the ancient giant elephants of the nine-armed warriors.

It’s the power of the ancient giant elephant!

From beginning to end, he shot on Liu’s poetry and retained the power of eleven ancient giant elephants.

The power of these eleven ancient giant elephants, if it is increased by the Six Pinling swords, is the power of fifteen ancient giant elephants...

Dong Lingtian, retaining the power of fifteen ancient giant elephants!

Even so, Liu Poetry was killed by him.

A clean and honest sword, killing Liu poetry directly!

Killing the poems of Liu, the knot of Duan Lingtian, completely untied.

He used his own power to make Liu’s poetry pay the price of the original, the price of life...

Call!

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian only heard a gust of wind coming from his ear.

When he looked at it, he found that Fan Jian, who had just been scared, had come back to God and wanted to plunder the life and death platform and flee.

"Want to escape?"

Dong Lingtian’s mouth sneered a sneer, and his body swayed as if it were an avatar.

The strength of the force is trembling slightly, and the frequency is coming soon!

Dong Lingtian stepped on the 'fibrillation', the speed was much faster than usual, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with Fan Jian and stopped in front of Fan Jian.

Seeing that Ling Tian appeared in front of him, Fan Jiandun lived in a moment of his body, his face pale. "Duan Lingtian, let me go! I promise not to be right with you again... I will never dare anymore!"