Chapter 4582: Fall into the magic way

Li Tian looked at the opposite youth, it was the Tsing Yi disciple Zhao Yang who had provoked him not long ago.
"The Tsing Yi Gate has entered the Ba Ling Pavilion," Li Tian murmured. He looked at Zhao Yang, who was intent on killing him, and a fairy sword flashed out of his hand.
The core disciples and the forces of the five elders fought, the screams echoed, and blood spewed out.
A peacock appeared behind Zhao Yang, with a noble head looking down at the crowd, and the aura of the ancient wilderness permeated.
"Peacock," Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Don't keep such a person."
"I definitely want to beat you," Zhao Yang said while looking at Li Tian coldly.
The breath of Zhao Yang's body was chilly. He lost to Li Tian last time, and there was a lump in his heart, and a stubborn obsession was lingering in his heart, making him extremely frustrated in his cultivation.
No matter how many people he defeated, how others flattered him, in the end, he would remember how Li Tian stomped him so hard.
He knew that if he couldn't defeat Li Tian, ​​he would cultivate his inner demons and become a true loser.
Li Tian looked at Zhao Yang on the opposite side, wondering if it was his illusion. He felt that the opposite person... had a bad breath.
"Drink!" A colorful feather fan flashed out of Zhao Yang's hand. In one move, the feather fan increased dozens of times, and the people around felt the terrifying pressure of the feather fan, which came from the inviolability of ancient beasts. The majesty, they left this battlefield one after another.
"go with!"
Zhao Yang screamed, the feather fan in his hand swept the air in the entire space. The stone bricks on the ground were lifted up piece by piece, and they blasted towards Li Tian.
"The sword of impossibility!" Li Tian separated his legs, and the sword in his hand made a move. The sword aura rose on the ground, soaring into the sky, moving like a thousand mountains and breaking waves.
Li Tian flew over countless stone bricks on both sides of his body, and his sword flew out with a kick. The sword light shattered like a rainbow, tearing the void alive.
A gleam of cold light flashed in Zhao Yang's eyes, his hand turned, the feather fan flashed a violent wind again, and the peacocks in the air screamed out.
The peacock turned into a huge vortex, and there seemed to be a mysterious force about to move in the colorful vortex. The roar of the sound beast came, countless screams and screams shocked, and the coercion swept out, and the momentum like a can not help but want to worship.
Li Tian knew in his heart that the peacock would use that mysterious spiritual world to trap him again. It was a real world of warlords fighting for hegemony, a turbulent ancient savage world in which people were as small as gravel, and their hearts were uncontrollable. The sense of, and then swallows life.
A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He had been hit once, how could he be hit again?
"Storm and Thunder Sword!"
Li Tian shouted, the thunder skyrocketed, and the rumbling shock awakened his life. Li Tian used his powerful mental power to control his mind, and the sword in his hand brought out the thundering dragon.
"Boom!"
The sword light and thunderbolt turned into huge light clusters, and they burst into the vortex, like mushroom clouds rising up, sword energy raging, and pressure swept across.
The surrounding people looked at this side in shock, as if they didn't expect that the two men would be so powerful in the battle.
"Puff!" Zhao Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, and he stared at the people in the sky. Why, why still can't kill him!
"Junior Brother Zhao!" The people at Qingyimen looked at Zhao Yang injured, exclaimed one by one, and rushed over quickly.
Zhao Yang is a genius disciple of their Tsing Yimen, and both the elder and the suzerain attach great importance. Originally, the sect did not allow Zhao Yang to participate in the battle for Baling Pavilion, but Zhao Yang wanted to come over by himself.
They would definitely not dare to let Zhao Yang happen here, otherwise, they would definitely not be able to eat.
"Get away!" Zhao Yang waved his hand and fought back the disciple of Qingyimen who was about to check. He said coldly: "I don't have any problems."
He turned and looked at Li Tian and repeated: "I don't have any problems."
Li Tian rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, is there anything wrong with you...does it have anything to do with me?
"Huh?" Li Tian's brows frowned slightly, he looked at the person opposite, and said in a sense of anxiety: "His breath..."
"I don't have any problems!" Zhao Yang raised his head, his eyes had a strong killing intent, and his blood-red eyes were like a manic beast. The killing intent was rolled into a whirlpool and dragged his life into the hell.
The peacock behind Zhao Yang screamed, the gorgeous feathers turned into thick black, and the whole body was full of weird magic.
"This is... I've fallen into a demon." Chen Xiao looked at the black peacock and squinted his eyes. "The peacock is an auspicious beast, equal to the unicorn phoenix. It is an absolute existence among ancient divine beasts. Although this peacock is not as pure blood as true blood The peacock beast, but also the name of the beast, fell into the magic way...hehe, interesting."
Chen Xiaowan looked at everything in front of him like an outsider. He didn't take the Fifth Elders seriously. He also knew that the real back players hadn't come yet, he just had to wait.
The core disciples are strong, even if the number is not enough, they are first-class elite soldiers, and within a short time, they have already gained the upper hand. Many people looked at Li Tian and Zhao Yang with interest.
"Damn it!" The Fifth Elder shouted angrily, "Why haven't anyone come yet?"
He watched Zhao Yang's enchantment, but he was surprised. Unlike other people's thoughts, he could delay as long as he could.
"Dead!" Zhao Yang shouted angrily, and the peacock's tail showed a black feather screen. Suddenly, countless feathers were killed, and the feathered arrows seemed to be alive, passing through the bore, bringing out masses of blood. Regardless of the enemy and us, countless people fell to the ground before screaming.
The black air lingered around the peacock. Li Tian obviously felt that the more people died, the stronger the black air around the peacock.
A gleam of cold flashed in his eyes, of course he could see that the peacock was borrowing death energy to increase its strength!
"The Kingdom of Swords!"
Li Tian's sword blasted out countless sword lights, but all the sword lights were scattered in the middle, turning into invisible.
"Next, you will die," Zhao Yang said while looking at Li Tian coldly.
"Really?" Li Tian sneered. He looked at the people who fell on the ground as if cutting wheat, as if countless souls were screaming.
The sword in Li Tian's hand disappeared, his hand slowly formed into a fist, and a huge fish appeared behind him. The whole world seemed to have turned into a vast ocean, the big fish made a move, the surging weather wave set off, and a sharp whistle came. The big fish turned into a golden roc, the two shapes alternated, and the power of terror was condensing.