Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Hehe, don't you believe it!? So what can you do!?"

The energy bathed in Dragon Qi, falling from the sky, stepping on Lan Qisheng's chest with big feet.

"Ling Tian, ​​if you dare to kill me today, my mysterious heavenly demon valley, my great Wei will definitely swear with you Chu State never to give up, and you have only dead end!"

Lan Qisheng sneered with tears and blood.

"It’s useless to threaten me. Even if I don’t kill you, I will let Da Wei know who I am Ling Tian!"

"even more how, you are just a It's just rubbish, what can I do if I kill you!?"

Ling Tian cut off the meteorite sword in his hand, and directly cut off the head of Lan Qisheng.

So far, the nine sons of Wei, the first fall!

"He killed Lan Qisheng!"

"The nine sons of Wei, the famous Human Race, have fallen!"

"This guy is simply the devil! "

At this moment, the Martial Artist of Million Dawei looked at the silhouette of the Coiling Dragon on the sky in horror.

Who would have thought that the nine sons of Great Wei would be killed by Ling Tian in this way.

No, not only the nine sons of Wei, but the entire mysterious heavenly demon valley, were humiliated by this Ling Tian of the Chu Kingdom to fiercely!

"Hehe, now, does anyone want to kill me Ling Tian!?"

"The big Wei has a million soldiers, are they all rubbish!?"

Ling Tian is alone, with Immortal King dragon wings on his back, holding the meteor sword in his hand, his eyes are full, as if there is no one.

Millions of heroes are in front, Ling Tian hasn't seen it before.

And that is already a group of big Wei million soldiers without a leader, it is a time, no one dared to step forward.

They have an empty number, but now, one big Wei nine sons and three seventh rank Immortal Kings are dead, and the remaining sixth rank Immortal Kings are not enough for Ling Tian to pinch with a finger.

"hehe, since you are not moving, then I must move!"

Ling Tian sneered, the meteorite sword in his hand shakes, next moment, more than ninety thousand baths The sword shadow of the little Holy Spirit fire broke out.

Ten thousand sword array method!

The sword array is like a dragon, like a giant mouth that can swallow all the flames, moved towards the millions of troops strangling away.

"Escape!"

Has the millionaire Wei Xiongbing ever seen such a situation?

Under such a terrifying sword array, who can stop it! ?

Although they have millions of soldiers, at this time, no one dares to step forward.

The defeat is like a mountain.

The millions of army moved towards the rear crazy and fled.

"Bow, get up!"

But at this moment, after this one million army, suddenly there was an army of more than 200,000 Chu Kingdom.

These forces are mostly tiger and wolf cavalry.

Foremost, 30,000 Mohists are holding bows and crossbows.

"Arrow rain, let it go!"

Although the arrows that were shouting loudly, densely packed arrows fell like rain.

In just one round, hundreds of thousands of Wei Martial Artists died under the crossbow.

The second round arrow rain followed, and after three rounds, Dawei Na's army like a stray dog, almost drastically reduced by one third!

And this is just the beginning!

The tiger and wolf cavalry launched a charge, like tiger among a flock of sheep, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

The battle lasted for half a day, and the endless blood gathered in the Valley of Falling Dragon, which was almost leveled.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a lake of blood, with a baleful aura soaring over thousands of miles, showing the cruelty of this battle.

Da Wei hasn't tasted the taste of failure for a long time.

But this time, I was humiliated fiercely by Ling Tian!

Luo Yan floated above the Dragon Falling Valley alone, using Luo Family's cultivation technique to absorb the blood baleful aura on the battlefield.

She was born to kill.

This sea of ​​blood is her inexhaustible cultivation resource.

Putting away the Cooling Dragon and the meteor sword, Ling Tian coldly snorted, descended from the sky.

Facts have proved that the illusion of punishment that day was wrong.

He, how could he die in the hands of the nine sons of Wei! ? It's just a joke.

"Aiya, boring and boring, I thought what terrifying enemies are coming over, those fifth-order Immortal Kings of the mysterious heavenly demon valley, I can't help but fight!"

Wind Qixi sighed, obviously not enough to kill.

Furthermore, in the past six months of conquering Zhao State, I have never encountered an evenly matched Heaven's Chosen.

On the earth of Chu and Zhao, they who became Immortal Kings really have no opponents anymore.

Many people feel that it’s time to leave. After all, this stage is too small.

"Let's go, go to the Zhao State capital, Minmin, it should be over."

Ling Tian laughed.

The capital of Zhao State.

Zhao Min wore a golden armor and hovered in front of the Zhao State Imperial Palace.

Behind him is an army of tens of millions.

The battle flag is grinning, War General is like a cloud.

Below, the capital of Zhao State, which spans ten thousand li, is now full of blood.

The elites in the capital city had been sent to garrison in the Falling Dragon Valley before. When Zhao Min came here with the army, he was almost unblocked.

Those same sect who once killed his Zhao Family are now all dead.

Zhao State, just like that, returned to his hands.

Even, Zhao Min simply couldn't believe that all this was true.

"Is there any news from Falling Dragon Valley!?"

However, Zhao Min did not fall into the Imperial Palace at this time.

There is no news from Ling Tian, ​​and she does not want to become the lord of Zhao State.

"Not yet, but counting the time, now the valley of Fallen Dragon has started!"

Behind him, there is Immortal King General.

"Well, the whole army is on standby, waiting!"

Zhao Min nodded.

Close your eyes, no words.

And this time, a full half day has passed.

Above the capital, thousands of troops covering the heavens, shielding the sun, no one moves, and no complaints.

They are waiting for Ling Tian.

It is the strongest existence within a radius of one million li of Chu State and Zhao State.

Even if they waited for three days and three nights, they were willing.

However, just half a day later, night is about to fall, and there are several long rainbow threads, like meteors in the dark night, cutting through the sky and descending.

With a startled Heavenly Dragon moan.

A white-haired voice in Tsing Yi appeared in everyone's sight.

"Minmin, I'm back!"

With only six words, the tens of thousands of troops burst out with cheers like a tsunami.

It's completely boiling.

Ling Tian returns safely, then Zhao State has completely regained it!

"Come back, just fine!"

At this moment, Zhao Min's body softened, tears welling up like a bank burst.

Zhao Min’s enthronement ceremony was three days after the Zhao State capital was recovered.

Zhao State did not merge with Chu State, it still uses the name of Zhao State, but the country's lord became Zhao Min.

Although Zhao State is not as big as Chu State, it also has two million li in its territory, and Human Race is 90 million.

It can be regarded as the sixth giant fairy country.

Zhao State Imperial Palace, Chongwen Temple.

Ling Tian, ​​Zhao Min, Feng Family siblings, Mo Yu, Zuo Xianzhi, Luo Yan, Dian Qinghong, Zijin, nine people standing in the hall, looking at the endless pavilions below The sunset was as bloody as the red, for a long time, no one made a sound.

In the great hall, there is an aura of sadness before parting.

In half a year, Zhao State has also recovered. Looking around, there is no opponent within one million li.

Everyone knows that it is time to leave.