Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"But now, I am the Great General, I said no move, no move!"

Ling Tian turned around, holding the combined sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were tightly taut.

Looking at the 600,000 army under the mountain being so slaughtered, Ling Tian felt angry and sad.

Is he willing to watch the Huns go wild in front of him like this?

No!

He can't wait to kill now.

However, he was angry.

If these troops sent troops to rescue when the Hungarians invaded northern Hebei, they would not end up like this.

They are innocent, so are the countless soldiers who died in the mountains of northern Hebei and the lives of more than 7,000 people in the Pei Family?

Only this.

Only after him, the millions of young people from Human Race who have experienced war killings watch the cruelty of the war, they will understand that coming to Jizhou this time will be deadly.

This is the cruelty of war, and only in this way will their bloodliness and fighting intent be thoroughly aroused!

After experiencing all this, their battle strength will undergo a qualitative change and skyrocket again!

Everything is just as Ling Tian imagined.

Behind a million army, facing the purgatory-like killing field under the mountain, the hell-like scene of blood flowing into a river, so that they are all soldiers holding hands tightly. The blade, the zhi zhi of the teeth bite.

Unbearable, anger, all turned into fierce fighting intents, gathered on the head of the army, so that Ling Tian's formerly condensed grandiose became more and more condensed and taller.

Suddenly before the outbreak, and the giant dragon about to awaken, suppressing his fierce heat.

The killing continues.

The battle strength of the Hungarians is really too strong. They use the formation's prestige power for this battle, a group of one hundred people, or a team of ten people, just like countless killing millstones, devouring the life of Human Race, Even the Human Race Great Grandmaster in the late stage of the law can't resist the Huns at all.

In the end, Xin Wenli also died in the hands of a fighting king of the Hungarian nationality.

So far, the 600,000 army, but within a few hours, it was killed by the Huns.

Even the two third-rank Dou Wangs headed by him have never made any moves.

The big losses of the Hungarians can also be ignored.

The gap between the two sides is really huge.

As for that Zhao Wuliang, who also died in the chaos army, was trampled into mud, and ended his most humiliating day.

At this moment, under the city of Pingyao, the land of several hundred li has been blood dyed red.

There are traces of martial skill raging and broken arms of Human Race everywhere. The scenes are bloody to the extreme.

In Pingyao City, all Martial Artists have fallen to the ground, unable to sustain themselves at all.

The 300,000 Hungarian army, although they killed 600,000 Human Race at this time, they still did not give up. However, when they looked towards Pingyao City with their killing gaze, they found it surprisingly , After the huge city of Pingyao, a Heavenspan rushes into the sky Ling Tian!

The big tip, as if there are thousands of stars condensed!

However, the entire surrounding area, from top to bottom, is surrounded by a fiery red flame.

Although the flame was condensed by the fighting intent, it made them feel one after another inexplicable heat wave, sweeping from under that big flame.

Like the world, only this big shot, standing there, can protect Pingyao from being broken.

They don't know how this big 槊 has become so huge, and they feel the powerful fighting intent that they can't ignore.

A group of Hungarian army also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Perhaps, the Human Race army under that big scorpion is different from the 600,000 people who have just been slaughtered.

Moreover, they have never encountered a Human Race army with such a terrifying fighting intent.

At least, within Jizhou.

"What's going on?!"

At this moment, the two fighting kings also felt the imposing manner that was about to erupt like a volcano.

"I said, this Human Race Ling Tian is extraordinary."

"His army looks very strong!"

The third rank Dou Wang who had had a confrontation with Ling Tian whispered.

And this imposing manner also made the Martial Artist in Pingyao feel something.

They turned their heads and let go, but they suddenly discovered that Ling Tian and the millions of army behind him, at this moment, all rose in suspension, and the imposing manner erupted from them!

Is Ling Tian finally going to make a move! ?

"Sergeants, I am Human Race Ling Tian!"

"Tell me why we are fighting!"

Ling Tian holds a long li, Above the front, the Thunder Dragon surrounds, and above the body, the Hell Yanyi entangles and groans.

"Fight for the Human Race!"

Above the mountain, millions of troops roared in unison.

Each of them has anger on their faces, clasping the swords in their hands, and shouted together.

"War killing means death! Tell me, are you afraid to die?!"

Ling Tian's hand lifted slowly.

"Fear not!"

Above the millions of lions, the fighting intent turned into a scorpion, began to rotate slowly, the crimson on it suddenly began to dominate the sky , All shined red.

Everyone's face was covered with a fiery red light and shadow, like a raging fire.

"Soldiers, these Hungarians in front of me have invaded the north of Jizhou and broke my Human Race fifteen cities! Killed my Human Race countless!"

"Now, in my Waiting in front of me, kill six hundred thousand of my Human Race army, should I kill it!?"

Ling Tian floats above the sky, holding the weapon in his hand, shouted loudly.

"It's time to kill!"

Cui Zhan and the others Heaven's Chosen took the lead and roared.

"Then summon out your war ride!"

Ling Tian's long hand raised his big hand and waved, his body was gilded, like a gold-cast little green, appeared Under Ling Tian's crotch.

The huge golden wings flapped, causing gusts of wind.

A dragon roar roared like a roar, which made its imposing manner soar to Peak.

At the same time, behind Ling Tian, ​​an army of millions of Human Races all brought out their summons.

These Martial Artists are all experts from all over the Nine Provinces. It is reasonable to have war cavalry,

"Draw out your weapons!"

Ling Tian is shouting loudly again.

In an instant, one after another the rays of light of the weapon blade are like silver waves rising above the dark ocean.

That is the cold light of blade, spear, sword, halberd, and the color of countless souls.

And because of Ling Tian's fighting intent full of shouts, the imposing manner of the millions of army was all mobilized.

At this moment, the large form of the fighting intent has soared to the Peak state, as if to tear the sky.

"Pick up your weapons, take out your Martial Spirit, let these Hungarian beasts taste the taste of being slaughtered!"

Ling Tian pressed tightly His lips were covered with a black ominous beast faceplate, and his sword pointed directly at the Hungarian army at the foot of the mountain. His whole body was shaking and roaring to the sky.

"Together with my Ling Tian, ​​step on the Barbarian Race!"

"Kill!"