The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 148 Great Encirclement and Suppression

Chapter 148 Great Encirclement and Suppression

Although the battle just now didn't last long, the movement of the battle was still very loud. Coupled with the bright light of Jiuyou Zhisha above his head, many warriors who were searching for Ling Hantian fell towards Ling Hantian like a tide. The direction surged.

The powerful perception emanated, and for a split second, Ling Hantian felt his scalp tingling.

The warriors that came rushing around, although their strengths were uneven, were like ants, encircling the surrounding area tightly.

But when these warriors saw the three corpses not far from Ling Hantian, especially the corpse of a seventh-level beast, they all took a deep breath.

The chiefs of the three tribes, as well as a seventh-level beast, were killed by Ling Hantian like a chicken.

"horrible!"

Many warriors only felt chills coming from their backs. If there were no strong men coming, they would have scattered and fled.

Such characters, if they rush forward, may eventually consume Ling Hantian, but they will be buried here forever, and no one is willing to take the lead.

"Ling Hantian, your time of death has arrived!"

At this moment, a cold and gloomy roar suddenly came from high above the sky.

"Ok?"

Lin Ming was startled. He raised his head and looked into the distance, and suddenly felt several powerful auras descending.

The leader was actually a man dressed in white who was better than snow, but this man's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm.

In the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, in front of Ling Hantian, it was just a matter of being killed in seconds.

But what surprised Ling Hantian the most was that this man was actually one-armed.

"Ling Hantian, I am Leng Xue, the chief disciple of the leader of the Nine Nether Sect, you killed the leader's son, Young Master Xihua, and wounded Junior Sister Luocha, you really deserve death!"

The man's voice was indifferent, and Sen Han's eyes showed no emotion, as if he was pronouncing Ling Hantian's death sentence.

The warriors around held their breaths. The chief disciple of Jiuyou Sect was cold-blooded. In the entire Southern Wasteland Blood Forest, he was synonymous with death. He was an existence more terrifying than Ye Luosha.

"Dear chiefs, although this son's superficial strength is less than the fifth level of body training, his physical strength is astonishing, and he can rival the strong ones in the pulse condensing state."

Leng Xue obviously knew some information about Ling Hantian, and reminded him aloud: "What's more frightening is that this person's soul power is powerful, you must not underestimate the enemy!"

After the cold-blooded words fell, three Pulse Condensation Realm powerhouses walked out behind him, all of them were late Pulse Condensation Realm experts.

Don't look at Ling Hantian's easy sweep of the three gray-robed old men before, but the combined strength of those three people may not be able to match one of them.

Looking at the three people who slowly surrounded him, Ling Hantian knew that he had to do something today and fight his way out.

"If you want to kill me, let you all die first!"

Ling Hantian looked up to the sky and screamed, his fighting spirit was boiling like the sea, and his whole body burst out with a menacing aura, as if he had awakened the blood-devouring Shura from the Nine Nether Hell.

Ling Hantian was already determined to fight a battle, all the aura erupted unreservedly, and the monstrous killing intent firmly enveloped the three chiefs.

"Fight!"

The howling sound pierced the sky, the Daguan knife was raised high, and the flames surged like the sea.

"Qinglian Flame!"

"Flaming Crazy Blade Slash!"

"Exercise thousands of strengths!"

The strongest combat power of the Juyuan system is unreserved, bursting out!

The three chiefs at the late stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm shot at the same time, and the powerful momentum surged out. The surrounding trees were cut off by the sharp momentum, and a large amount of dust was rolled up. The weak warriors had to retreat far away.

Two powerful forces are about to collide, but at this moment!
The power belonging to Ling Hantian was suddenly withdrawn, Ling Hantian's figure suddenly disappeared, and immediately there was a cold and soft shout.

"The imprisonment of the soul!"

The invisible soul power swept out in an instant, directly covering the three chiefs in the late stage of Pulse Condensation Realm.

The sudden change made it difficult for the three chiefs to react, and the soul attack was invisible at all, making it difficult to effectively defend against it.

Moreover, the three of them clearly saw Ling Hantian unleashing a thunderous attack with true energy, so they would have thought that Ling Hantian had switched attack modes in an instant.

Without any accident, the souls of these three people were attacked instantly.

The soul is imprisoned!
All the consciousness of the three of them froze, frozen in place like ice sculptures.

The weird scene made everyone gasp and their vests went numb.

An unbelievable light burst out from Leng Xue's dark white eyes!

Instantly imprisoning the souls of three late-stage pulse condensate warriors, what a powerful soul power!
At this moment, he made a move!
He stretched out his pale left hand, and between the pale five fingers, ice shards shot out, and the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted!
"Buzz!"

There seemed to be snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the terrifying cold erupted like a mountain torrent, layer upon layer, with the cold blood as the center, and layers of frost spread, and it was like winter falling within a few miles.

Before he made a move, the terrifying aura made people tremble!
"The power of artistic conception!"

Ling Hantian is no longer a rookie in martial arts, he instantly sensed the strange changes around him, and his face changed slightly!

"Thousands of miles frozen!"

With a cold shout, Leng Xue's entire body seemed to turn into ice and snow. If this world were to be frozen, even the soul of a person would be frozen.

Such an attack is no longer simply a physical attack, it even includes a soul attack, which cannot be avoided at all!
There was nowhere to hide, Ling Hantian became murderous, and the Wuji True Yuan Jue began to operate crazily, all the Qinglian flames that had been integrated into the true essence were mobilized, and the Daguan Dao lingered with fiery flames, carrying endless power of flames, towards the The freezing cold wave blasted away.

At the same time, the Jiuyou Soul Forging Record was also in operation, and the golden page in the sea of ​​consciousness burst out with dazzling golden light, protecting the sea of ​​consciousness.

The flames billowed and collided with the cold wave.

When the two forces from cold to hot came into contact, it was like detonating a bomb, and the aftermath of powerful energy raged in all directions.

A body-refining tribal warrior was too close to the battlefield, and was the first to be swept by the aftermath of the energy. He didn't even make a scream, and was directly blasted into a mass of flesh and blood by the berserk energy.

Physical attack is evenly matched!

In an instant, an invisible energy rushed into Ling Hantian's sea of ​​consciousness.

This energy is extremely cloudy and cold, as if it wants to freeze Ling Hantian's soul.

But as soon as this energy entered Ling Hantian's sea of ​​consciousness, the golden pages suddenly burst into golden light, melting this energy like ice and snow.

A solemn look appeared on the cold-blooded pale face, and he thought to himself, this person is indeed as Junior Sister Luocha said, with a strong soul power, which has almost reached the level of an acquired soul cultivator.

This is an extremely formidable opponent.

At that moment, the three chiefs whose souls were imprisoned by Ling Hantian finally recovered.

They have no idea what just happened!
"This person's soul power is too strong, be careful of his soul attack!"

Leng Xue is not as powerful and flustered as Ling Hantian. He came to kill Ling Hantian today with the words of Ye Wushang, the leader of Jiuyou, and he must not return empty-handed.

"I'll be the main defense against his soul attack, the three of you will be the main attack, and the others will also cooperate with the attack, remember to only use physical attacks!"

Shouting in cold blood, he issued a tactical action, asking everyone to cooperate to kill Ling Hantian, because he knew that he had no chance of defeating Ling Hantian alone.

It is necessary to use the power of the team to drag Ling Hantian over, and he has also seen that Ling Hantian's weakness is the Juyuan system.

With the backbone of Leng-Blood, many warriors who were initially hesitant began to take action.

After all, no matter how strong Ling Hantian is, he is still not a warrior in the Xiantian realm, and his true essence will eventually be exhausted.

What's more, there are three chiefs in the late stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm who are the main attackers. They just need to cooperate with the attack and consume Ling Hantian's power bit by bit!
All of a sudden, all the warriors rushed in like a tide, and each of them exerted a force. Although it was not strong, but countless forces were superimposed together. In theory, even the warriors of the Houtian realm would be killed!

Moreover, there are three warriors in the late stage of the Condensation Realm to restrain them, and even cold-blooded ones who are good at soul attacks are secretly watching the tiger, ready to attack at any time!

"The realm is too low, and the lack of real energy is my fatal shortcoming. I must not fall into the siege, otherwise I will definitely fall today!"

Feeling the surging physical attack, Ling Hantian frowned, he must break through!
(End of this chapter)