Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"What? You are Ling Tian?!"

Then Kubitu was suddenly surprised, the name of Ling Tian, ​​now in the Huns, is also like thunder piercing the ear.

But he never thought that, as the sixth rank fighting king, he is now commanding the fourth 500,000 elite army of the Hungarians. This Human Race Ling Tian, ​​dare to come to help Yu Sect pass!

Do you look down on him suddenly?

However, he glanced at the imposing manner rolling on Ling Tian, ​​but he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

That shot of Ling Tian just now really knocked him back!

It's only been a month. Has the Human Race Ling Tian and battle strength soared to this point?

It's not just Kubitu, at this moment, even Cui Kuohai, who has never seen Ling Tian, ​​is stunned.

He can feel very clearly that the youngster in front of him possesses stronger pressure fluctuations than him!

This is the descendant of Human Race?

How can you be so tough?

He has naturally heard of this, and now this character is hot enough to scald one's hands in the entire Southern Tang Dynasty.

But today, it really went beyond his expectations.

"Since you know who I am, then... are you ready to die?"

Ling Tian stretched out his hand, took the flying back into his hand, and raised his eyes looked towards Huubi Tudao.

"Dead?!"

"hahahaha!"

The sixth rank Douwang was startled first, and then turned up to the sky to laugh.

"This is ridiculous, let me die, why are you?"

"With your little Human Race?"

"My Tubo army is here So, the damn it is you!"

"Today, you all person will die here!"

Suddenly, the sword pointed to Ling Tian, ​​angrily roared.

"hehe, army?"

"You think you have an army, but I don't have it?"

Ling Tian slightly narrows the eyes, sneered again and again.

"en?"

hearing this, suddenly the picture of divine sense spreads out, and his face changes instantly.

Immediately, he suddenly turned around, but he saw a densely packed battleship emerging from the sky.

After that, on the battleship, countless Human Race Martial Artists rushed out, standing on the mountains, densely packed, like a Star Sea.

Not only that, behind these great Martial Artists, wings are all blooming.

Among them, three thousand silver wings and one hundred golden wings are particularly shining, and the terrifying fluctuations that soared into the sky made the Hungarian army surprised and pale!

They feel threatened!

"How is this possible?"

Cui Kuohai's scalp numb even more, because among the army, there are seven young Martial Artists with red clouds and wings. !

Seven!

The entire Nantang, before this, did not necessarily have so many red cloud wings!

What exactly happened?

"Dongdong dong!"

The sound of war drums resounded through Heaven and Earth. The army led by Li Qingcheng and Cui Zhan did not hesitate at all. They descended directly from the sky and madly entered the Hungarians. In the army.

For a time, the tyrannical martial skill and the flying arrows made the Hungarian army wailing again and again, and they didn't even have the power to parry!

Among them, Li Qingcheng and other young Generals with red cloud wings are rushing to and fro. Those third-rank fighting kings are not opponents.

"haha, die for me!"

"The fourth rank fighting king is there, fight with me!"

In the middle, a huge shadow of axe suddenly appeared, and it was Jizhou Hou Pei Renji who had returned from his injury. At this time, he was holding the kingly battle axe in his hand and killed those fighting kings become terror-stricken at the news!

This kingly battle axe was discovered by Ling Tian from Wan Yanlun's ring. It turned out that he had given it to Zhao Wuliang, but he did not expect that it was now in Pei Renji's hands.

With the blessing of the king's sword, Pei Renji's battle strength has skyrocketed. There is no one in the fourth rank fighting king. Even the fifth rank fighting king cannot resist this Primordial Spirit power. The rush.

In a short period of time, the Tubo tribe on the Sovereign battlefield became a lamb, dead and injured, if there was a landslide!

"Now, do you have anything else you want to say?"

Ling Tian holds the weapon in his hand, coldly looked towards Kubitu.

"hmph, what about anything!? I don't believe it, what can you Human Race do to me!"

Suddenly, he must be coldly snorted, grab the big sword in his hand, and take Ling Tian directly!

In his opinion, although Ling Tian seems to have terrifying battle strength, he is a Human Race descendant after all, and the cultivation base is far from Primordial Spirit. As long as he takes full action, he will definitely be able to defeat Ling in one fell swoop. Tian kill!

Thinking of this, this sixth rank Douwang opened the battle without reservation, covering the earth-yellow Profound Light, and the imposing manner skyrocketed. Under the blessing of the king’s sword, this blade, straight Want to Tearing the Heavens and Splitting the Earth!

Even Cui Kuohai, who is holding the Kingdao Weapon's Coiling Dragon gun, turned pale with fright, but he was too decisive to shoot suddenly, and for a while, he was too late to rescue.

In his opinion, even though Ling Tian is the most powerful existence among the juniors, how can he be the sixth rank opponent of the king of battle? !

"Ling Tian be careful!"

On the battlefield, Luo Zijun also widened his eyes, looking at Ling Tian who was about to be swallowed by the blade, speechless in surprise.

I don't know why, from the moment Ling Tian appeared behind her, this shadow was deeply imprinted on her heart and could not be erased.

Faced with this tyrannical knife of Kubitu, Ling Tian hovered in the air, but sneered.

This fighting king is a true sixth rank, but in terms of battle strength or battle, he can’t compete with the previous Turkic Prince Tuoba Yeluo mention on equal terms.

even more how, today's Ling Tian is no longer the Ling Tian in front of the North City.

"Hehe, I said, let you choose a way to die."

"Since you can't tell good from bad, then I will fulfill you!"

Ling Tian within both eyes, there is a cold look of disdain, the sword in his hand is raised, and the shoulders are shaken, the Dragon Emperor Supreme Art and the Taichu Jing can be opened together, the majestic true essence, like the Yangtze River, is in its body Surging.

Suddenly, the shadow of the Dragon and Phoenix covers the body, and Ling Tian dances for a long time, greeted him with the power of shaking the sky.

roar!

In a short time, Hellfire and Thunder Dragon came out together, and the sound of Heaven and Earth shook!

At this moment, Hellyanya's figure has skyrocketed to the size of four hundred zhang, and the same is true for Thunder Dragon!

Hundred zhang of the nine swords of the king, which is the symbol of the king.

Although each of Hellyanya and Thunder Dragon is still incomparable with the king's sword, but the two are combined, they have already reached eight hundred zhang!

The Heavenly Soul, the king of nine hundred zhangs, is similar!

Furthermore, today's Hellyanya and Thunder Dragon are unparalleled in power, and the natural noble bloodline coercion has made the king Tianpu in the hands of Kubitu be suppressed in an instant!

"What!?"

Suddenly, he would cry out in surprise, when Ling Tian's stroke was cut down, the speed was too fast, there was no reaction at all, he just Feeling the scorching heat of the weapon in his hand, the huge force penetrated, the weapon directly collapsed and flew.

On the battlefield, Human Race and the Hungarian army couldn’t see what was going on. They just saw a fiery red ridge and the blade in the sky shaking together, and the violent storm was there. The Hungarian army swept away, and it was only aftermath that nearly 10,000 Hungarians were killed on the spot!