Sword Master Ling Tian

One of them was the color of ice blue water, ripples in the sky, and then, on the ripples, a white beast resembling a unicorn and an elk suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was too shocked, beside the white beast, at this time a silver whirlwind had already risen, the whirlwind had dissipated, and everyone suddenly sent it out. It turned out to be a flying dragon with snow-white wings and an incomparable heroic back!

Two martial souls, one strong and the other weak.

But without exception, the coercion that can only be possessed in the realm of Dharma is swept away.

"Hi, that white beast, isn't it the Lanhai Baize that just appeared in Zhongzhou not long ago?"

"Yes, this must be Bai Ze, this is extremely rare, and a monster-level martial arts soul comparable to the royal family's Youtianlong clan!"

"There is also that silver-white flying dragon, which looks like the Ninth Grade Martial Spirit of the last Longmen leader Li Qingcheng, Silver Dragon!"

"Oh my God, what's the situation? Six ninth-rank martial arts spirit level Tianjiao appeared at the same time, and even Li Qingcheng is here!"

"They brought the army to help Ling Tian!"

A warrior muttered to himself, trembling all over.

"Jinan, the sky is going to change."

......

"Haha, brother, although we are not strong, we have brought people here!"

"That's right, let me see, who is pretending that you don't have an army?!"

"Damn, brethren, then rushed up and scared them to death!"

"Hahaha, go!"

Familiar voices, accompanied by the martial arts spirits, raised their pupils.

Although only a few of the energy of these martial souls have reached the magic phase, other fluctuations in combat power are comparable to ordinary souls!

The strength of combat makes all the fighters in southern Hebei feel ashamed!

This is the Tianjiao from Zhongzhou, this qualification is too terrifying!

It is simply impossible to count Martial Souls above the eighth rank.

All of a sudden, powerful spirits raged up, and any one placed in Jizhou was an existence that could be called a genius in the north.

But at this time, there are already more, making them dazzled!

In an instant, the six top ninth rank martial arts spirits slowly rose from the sky of Southern Tang Dynasty under the guard of thousands of stars.

It is as if the curtain of an era is slowly opened.

But at this moment, Ling Tian, ​​who was standing on the top of the mountain with his back leaning against that side, did not turn around. The combined sword in his hand that was still held high was like a long spear, standing firm.

When the voice fell, Ling Tianyin's hair flew up, and a wicked smile appeared on Junyi's face like a demon.

The next moment, behind Ling Tian, ​​there was a croak, toward the sky.

I saw a bright sword light, rushing straight to Xiao Han Chenyu!

That is a sword!

A handful, full of the light of the stars, as if there are thousands of stars in the cloud, condensing the sword.

This sword hung upside down on Ling Tian's head, as if to tear the sky apart!

Under this dazzling sword light, thousands of stars have become foils.

At this moment, an infinite trend, monstrous fighting spirit, spread.

With Ling Tian as the core, it is like a whirlpool, crazily condensed.

But for a moment, a soaring giant lion that was several times larger than the war-inspired lion on the 600,000 army of Zhao Wuliang suddenly formed in the southern sky of Pingyao City!

That big tip is Ling Tian's most brilliant sword soul!

And on the long pole of the big 槊, the bright moon, white, silver dragon, golden dragon, sword shadow, white tiger, a series of phantom shadows, manifested in it.

Let this moment's grandiose dominate Tianyu with unparalleled power of shaking the sky!

At this time, all the warriors in Pingyao City suddenly discovered that from the southern sky, there is a group of light spots led by Tianjiao, which is a super army of nearly a million people!

One by one they were suspended in the air, and each one was high in fighting spirit, as if all obstacles in front of them would be ruthlessly destroyed by them.

They are invincible!

Unparalleled warfare transformation.

In an instant, Zhao Wuliang's mad lion fighting spirit, which relied on the 600,000 army, was torn to pieces and collapsed.

The six hundred thousand army, one by one, looked at the southern sky in horror, the endless millions of light spots, for a time, there was no fighting spirit and fighting spirit!

At this moment, Zhao Wuliang was completely stupid.

Originally, he still wanted to rely on the 600,000 army to turn the tide.

Suppress Ling Tian.

When he wanted to come, Ling Tian left Zhongzhou when he was forced to leave alone, alone.

Not only did he have no chance to enter the Jiurong Pagoda.

Even the commanding soldiers can't.

So even if Ling Tian is more powerful, how big a wave can one person make?

He Zhao Wuliang just used people to pile up, and he could pile it up to death.

But who would have thought that at this moment, there are millions of troops coming for him! ?

how can that be?

"No, it's wrong!"

"Ling Tian, ​​you are not a general, and without the command of the royal court, why do you command the army of millions?"

"Could it be that you want to rebel and fail!"

Zhao Wuliang suppressed the fear in his heart and pointed at Ling Tiandao angrily.

He doesn't have the slightest reliance, and now he can only move out of the royal court.

"Huh, Zhao Wuliang, your Zhao family respects its own soldiers, and dare to slander others and want to rebel? You, the emperor of the earth, have come to an end!"

At this time, a silver armor, invincible Li Qingcheng stood out from the crowd of young generals with arms folded and sneered.

With one hand behind him, he held a golden scroll with one hand over his head.

"The decree is here!"

"Everyone, kneel down and listen!"

It turned out to be an imperial edict!

For a while, everyone looked at each other. Many of them had never seen the imperial edict in their entire lives.

But the imperial decree was held in the hands of Li Qingcheng, and the bursts of pressure that erupted from the Emperor Wu really made them thump one by one, and all fell to the ground!

With a solemn face, Li Qingcheng threw the scroll in his hand directly onto Tianyu.

In an instant, a golden curtain of thousands of feet was sprinkled down, surrounded by Kowloon on it.

Lines of words are suspended in them, dazzling and endless.

"Feng Tian Dao, the Emperor Wu ruled that, today the leader of the country, the Yongwu general Ling Tian, ​​martial arts conquering the world, the extremely arrogant, courageous and versatile, he is named the General Anbei, can recruit troops by himself, and Fubei general Yuwen Chengdu , For the left and right horns, to clear out the Hungarians in Jizhou! This is what you want!"

After reading the imperial decree, Li Qingcheng looked down on Zhao Wuliang and said, "Zhao Wuliang, what can you say now, General Anbei, do you have the right to command the troops?!"

Zhao Wuliang knelt down on the ground, speechless for a while.

Ling Tian turned into an Anbei general who was on par with Yuwen Chengdu!

Moreover, you can recruit soldiers and horses yourself, which is too indulgent!

"Ling Tian, ​​so what? You and I are both generals of the royal court. I don't believe it. What can you do with me? My 600,000 army is still fighting. What can you do with me?"

"Do you dare to kill me?"

Zhao Wuliang sneered.

"Haha, kill you?"

"Kill you, I think I dirty my hands!"

"But, today you are doomed to die, but it was at the hands of the Hungarians!"

Ling Tian sneered.

"what!"

Zhao Wuliang was shocked when he heard the words, and suddenly turned around, only to find that a group of dark tides suddenly appeared in the northern sky. It wasn't the Hungarian army, and what was it?

Ling Tian gave a cold snort, and took the seal of the general from Li Qingcheng, with a thunderous voice.

"The army lined up, if Pingyao's army in Pingyang dares to flee the battle, kill them without mercy!"