Zhang Tian, sitting on the Tianju, trembled slightly. He looked at the young Ranger walking towards him and felt an indescribable pressure.
The sword is unparalleled, with an invisible sword in the right hand and a gold gun about Zhang in the left hand.
Even the Yan immortals who are in chaos and fighting are intentionally or unintentionally far away from this God of killing and make a way.
But soon, Zhang Tian's eyes were full of resentment and madness. "My son Zhang Shen died so inexplicably. Can't I even revenge as a father?! Don't say that his son Yan is a little emperor. Even if he is an emperor, I will get justice today! "
"This is fair. You can't get it back. Take the remaining forces and return to recuperate." The sword said in a faint voice, "Zhang Shen deserved his death."
"What a man deserves what he deserves. In the world, who dares to condemn my son!" He roared angrily and slapped him directly.
The sky covering palm made by Yan Li fell. The sword peerless narrowed its eyes and stabbed away in front of the gun.
The two hit each other, stirring up layers of golden awns.
One shot pierced the big hand that covered the sky. He was castrated. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the long gun in his hand. With an indomitable momentum, he stabbed Zhang Tian!
Zhang Tian was surprised. The towering figure sitting on Tianju's back was almost subconsciously tilted back.
The spear arrived, and then the foal looked up and hissed.
Just one shot, the sharp and peerless tip of the gun pierced Tianju's thick neck, and finally the whole one didn't go in.
After the trembling gun tip was a finger away from Zhang Tian's throat, he stopped completely.
Tianju finally gave a low hiss and pushed Jinshan down into the void like a jade pillar.
Zhang Tian was full of pity and flew away from Tianju's back. With one hand, he clenched the long gun stained with red blood and used a recoil gun.
The sword was unparalleled, and the fierce roar rang through.
Zhang Tian's shot was so powerful that the sword was unparalleled. They all felt the pain of the tiger's mouth.
"Don't be an accomplice of Childe Yan. I think you're not the one who killed my son. Now get back!" With a long gun in his hand, he bullied himself and fought with a sword.
The whole emptiness couldn't bear that power and broke.
One sword releases the meaning of three thousand swords. The magnificent and powerful sword style rises from the sky and forces Zhang Tian back with an irresistible trend.
Then the sword stood up with the sword, and his eyes were calm and deep.
"There are two possibilities for those who go to the battlefield, one is death and the other is victory. Which one do you think I will choose?"
Zhang Tian and his eyes looked straight, not only his face dignified.
He saw a lot from that look, firm, calm and calm, as if he knew everything.
It's like eating them.
Who is this son? Even the prince Yan, who is the emperor, will listen to his command on this battlefield?
He had a hunch that if he kept fighting like this, the immortal domain would eventually be fragmented.
But Zhang Tian was unwilling. The death of his son Zhang Shen was like a stab into his heart. There was only one only son under his seat. Now he died, how could he shake hands with the enemy who killed his son?
He has secretly made up his mind to gouge out a piece of Childe Yan's flesh even if he tries to break the immortal domain!
"I don't care what kind you are, you must die here today!" Zhang Tian shouted angrily, holding a long gun in his hand.
"I, Tianzong of Xianyu, don't be afraid of this war. Even if all of them fall, there are firewood and fire spread, and they go back and forth every week!"
The high pitched voice was like thunder, injected into the hearts of Yan Xian and Ding Xiu in every immortal domain, and the most rapid counterattack broke out from Douzi!
Even if the ancestor level top cultivation reaches the peak again, it can't cause effective damage to Yan Xian who already has the immortal source and immortal root.
So they made a move, nearly a hundred people in one, rushed to a group of Yan immortals in an organic form, and then spontaneously broke the source and burst into a tragic explosion.
For a time, the original inferior situation was alleviated in an instant.
The void is completely shaken and broken.
Thousands of people have broken the source of top repair, which has been detached from cognition.
Even though Yan Xian can still survive this martyrdom explosion, it is extremely easy to be cut off by Yan Xian in the immortal domain after being disturbed.
Yan Xian from the six day territory, as well as the ancestor level top practitioners, began to suffer casualties.
Nearly ten Yan immortals in the periphery were all destroyed in an instant, and even the formation showed signs of being faintly destroyed.
"Unparalleled, the situation is urgent!" The little emperor sounded anxious.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, a seven star Galaxy quietly circulated between his eyebrows, and then his arms suddenly raised.
With the lifting of his palms, countless rugged sacred mountains rose from the void without any sign.
One, ten, a hundred!
Each sacred mountain disperses and blocks the originally ferocious Xianyu Yanxian, or the top cultivation, and directly gives the Yanxian camp in the six day territory a breathing space.
Zhang Tian was shocked when he saw this scene. If the young Yan immortal in front of him was not eliminated, it would have a great impact on the whole immortal domain.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, directly took the gun, pointed forward, and launched the most violent attack on jianwushuang.
Holding an invisible sword, he walked forward slowly. Facing Zhang Tian who was half taller than Chen Qing and looked like a giant, he was not afraid at all.
Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe lake and sea sword.
Hundreds of awn pillars tore the void, led by Zhang Tian, burst open in the Xianyu camp, and then tore a hole.
"Go all out!" Chen Qing held up the real sword and roared, and then went forward.
Holding a soft sword, the little emperor kept harvesting yanxianyuan who dared to approach.
Spring and autumn and Cui Jing are shoulder to shoulder, and have the blessing of an eight armed angry puppet, which is also expanding Shanghai.
Wei Liujia, who only had the appearance of a poor scholar, was very laborious during the battle. There were many dangers, but he still clenched his teeth and walked towards the unparalleled sword in front.
The advantage of Xianyu is no longer, and it is pushed back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After a record of Xinghe lake sea sword, Zhang Tian's armor has been damaged in several places.
The sword was unparalleled without a pause. Holding the invisible sword, he swept up in the void and tangled with him.
The unparalleled sword style is magnificent. It opens and closes widely. One sword is better than another.
Every sword he cut is like a sword embryo. It is full of sparks and momentum.