Chapter 2011: Sword

The blood is bright red, a glare, and dozens of holy kings are smashed at the same time, which leads to the discoloration of the monks here.
"Then, the handle sword..."
Many monks trembled, this time is the horror of Jianwei who can sense the colorful sword of Lin Tian’s body.
That, Jianwei, as if it can easily annihilate everything.
At the same time, Bai Hu and Xiao Taichu are also moving.
"This kid can call out the sword again!"
The white tiger is pleasantly surprised. It is very clear how terrible this colorful sword is. It is definitely not weak to the heavenly gods. Since Lin Tian has called out this sword, then there should be no danger in front of it. After all, it can feel it. Among the monks here, the strongest is the level of the holy king. These levels of people can't stop the power of the colorful swords.
"Hey!"
The flesh and blood are creeping, the blood of the sky is gathered in different directions, and dozens of holy kings are smashed by the flesh, but the soul is immortal, and then reunites the flesh.
"you……"
This is a full thirty-five holy kings. The strongest is in the Three Kings of the Holy King. At this time, in the eyes, the madness and greed of Lin Tian’s reincarnation disappeared more, watching the colorful swords of Lin Tian’s body. The holy king could not help but tremble.
Lin Tian went to the sky, looked at the dozens of holy kings in a cold, and reached out to grasp the main colorful sword, straight down.
"Hey!"
The sword screams and falls to the foremost one of the dozens of holy kings.
This time, he controlled the sword with his mind, and the sword light is undoubtedly much more terrible than before, and it is terrifying.
With a bang, the foremost King did not have time to dodge, but he was directly smashed and blasted again.
Moreover, this time, the spirit of the gods could not be preserved, and was annihilated by the swordsman with the body of the Holy King.
"Dead, dead?!"
"A holy king, one blow, one blow..."
Many monks are scared.
At the same time, the other thirty-four holy kings were trembling again, and the greed for the reincarnation of the source disappeared completely.
Then, the next moment, these holy kings did not hesitate, and all retreated.
"Do not want to go!"
Lin Tian was cold, and the sword in his hand was shocked. In an instant, there was a smashing of the sky, and there were colorful swords that floated out, directly blocking the space within a hundred square feet, and blocked all thirty-four holy kings.
As early as when he unblocked his source, he knew that he would definitely be remembered by some people in this place. He would take the first time in the day of the robbery and rob him of his reincarnation. Therefore, after unsealing the source, At the same time as he was robbing, he immediately communicated with the colorful swords in the sea with consciousness. Then he finally communicated successfully in the last round of the robbery. He recognized the colorful gods in the sea and gave him a response. .
At this time, the colorful Excalibur was called out, even if he did not have much divine power, but still able to use this sword to pull out the devastating sword light, there is no question at all about dealing with the holy king's monk.
Moreover, at this time, after the day of the robbery, the colorful clouds were suspended in the sky, and there were colorful gods falling down, shrouded him, his spirits were recovering quickly, and the swordsman that could be motivated would follow As time goes by, the dozens of holy kings are less room to compete, and it is impossible to stop him.
"Hey!"
The sword bound to trap dozens of people, he again sword, another colorful sword light out, fell to another holy king.
The sacred king resisted, but he couldn’t stop it. The prophesied sword was directly smashed. Then, the sword stalk fell on it, and the slamming smashed it, and the soul also collapsed with the flesh. The smoke disappeared.
"And, another holy king..."
In the distance, many monks couldn't help but tremble. In the twinkling of an eye, the two holy kings were wiped out.
Moreover, it is just a sword.
Thirty-five holy kings, there are still thirty-three left at this time, and the trembling is even worse.
"you you……"
Thirty-three people looked at Lin Tian, ​​and for a time, their faces were incomparably ugly.
After watching Lin Tian’s catastrophe, the breath has weakened to a low point. He thought of taking the opportunity to suppress Lin Tian and seize the origin of Lin Tian’s reincarnation. However, Lin Tian unexpectedly called out such a horrible sword. .
The power of this sword is too strong, making them fear. At this time, all of them are severely hurt by the sword.
Lin Tian looked at the thirty-three holy kings. Without half a nonsense, he stood in the same place and waved his sword again.
A bang, this time, full of three swordsman fly out, running through the big void.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
The three holy kings were traversed, and the flesh exploded, and the soul was broken. It was like the two before.
For a time, the remaining thirty holy kings were even more alarmed.
"Living... Stop! We just have a bad thought. Now it doesn't matter to you, no... don't kill us!"
Someone spoke.
At this time, the ten-party space was blocked by the sword world. They could not escape, and the swordsmanship of the colorful swords in Lin Tian’s hands was such a horror. They could not compete. As a result, they only had the road of begging for mercy. It is feasible.
Lin Tian looked at the people who were open, the scorpion was indifferent, and there was still no nonsense. It was a sword.
With a bang, there was no accident, and the holy king of this opening was directly destroyed by the shackles.
Blood fog, floating in the sky.
In a blink of an eye, thirty-five holy kings have twenty-nine remaining.
"Hey!"
Above the sky, after the day of the robbery, the colorful clouds shook, and more colorful clouds fell, not into Lin Tian.
These colorful rays are the cohesiveness of the great heavens and the great powers. They have infinite energy. After entering the body, he is able to recover from the dryness of the holy force because of the robbery. In the twinkling of an eye, it is restored to a full 30%.
After recovering 30% of the Holy Power, his face gradually became rosy, no longer pale, and he waved the Excalibur again.
A slamming sound, this time, full of seven swords flying out, Jianwei is more terrible than before, every sword light is accurately and correctly falls on a saint-level powerhouse, in a blink of an eye is to make seven blood fog Broken up.
It is also the seven holy kings, and the gods are destroyed.
"You...you have no losses now, don't be too cruel! Don't do things too!"
Thirty-five holy kings, there are still twenty-two people left at this time, some of them open, and the holy king can’t stop shaking.
Lin Tian looked at it with no extra words, and in the past, he went straight to the sword.
"puff!"
The blood and water splash, the person who opened the mouth was smashed, and the other ten sacred kings, the direct shape of the gods will be destroyed.
On the sky, the colorful clouds shook, and more colorful clouds fell, making his holy power return to 50%.
Then, he held the colorful sword, and the sword that was emitted was even more terrible, as if he could smash everything with a single movement.