Li Haoran was ashamed and angry.

"What!? So what if I have a magical power? You can't do anything to me?"

"Li Haoran, you better show your true ability, otherwise, I won't give you a chance in a while."

Ling Tian sneered, then raised his eyebrows, "In other words, this is all your fighting power!? Tsk, tsk, it's not enough!"

"Don't be so arrogant, let me see if you can use your sword!?"

Li Haoran's face turned red with anger, and he was nonchalant. This time, he directly unleashed all his combat power. The fairy fan in his hand danced directly, and the continuous magical power transformed into mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars, and blasted towards Lingtian.

"That's pretty much it!"

Ling Tian no longer used the Divine Prajna Palm, and waved his hand with the Pure Jun Sword. His whole body was wrapped in dragon energy, and he immediately dodged and rushed forward.

Li Haoran is full of magical powers, but his physical body is not strong. Although the opponent's immortal pressure is terrifying, close combat is not an advantage!

For a moment, Li Haoran was really entangled in a close combat fight with Ling Tian.

Everyone looked at the inextricably killing existence in the sky and couldn't help but take a breath.

An Immortal Lord from Jixia Holy Land could actually interact with the Nine Sons of Wei Dynasty!?

Doesn't this mean that this person can be compared with the Nine Sons of Wei Dynasty?

Qu Shenyi looked at the invincible Ling Tian and couldn't help but be speechless, "Brother, this guy is really difficult to deal with. Should we take action now?"

"Well, if he wasn't difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have made me so forbearing, but now it's time for us to take action!"
Chapter completed!