Sword Master Ling Tian

King Dangxiang and King Uighur were shocked in their hearts. They looked at the voice in the army, and suddenly discovered that at this time, on the top of the Slaughter Mountain, several figures appeared.

And in the middle of these figures, a military commander dressed in black armor, holding a strange fire-colored weapon in the shape of a large sword in his hand, covered in flames, was looking at their four million army with a joking expression!

That voice came from this person's mouth.

Although he stood at the forefront alone, he seemed to have thousands of troops on his side, and his unparalleled momentum made them tremble secretly.

However, this man's words really insulted his two tribes.

The army doesn't have to march?

This tone is too big.

The Dangxiang King and the Uighur King directly rose from the army. Although the fighting power of the two kings was not as good as that of the Qiangjie King, they were only the third-order fighting kings, but the fighting power was still above that of Wanyanlie.

Dang Xiang Wang glanced at Ling Tian, ​​"Are you the Ling Tian who destroyed the Xianbei tribe? It seems, that's all there is to it!"

"Why, I feel that if one Xianbei is destroyed, the world will be invincible?"

"Want to stop my army from marching, are you worthy?"

Before the army of four million, Ling Tian uttered such rhetoric, but he had become a car.

"Yes, I don't know how you bypassed Wanyanlun, but if you are absolutely bullying for our two tribes, then you are wrong. Since you have been sent to our eyes, then this human race's millions of army, just We can only be slaughtered!"

The Uighur King also suppressed the panic in his heart and sneered.

"Hahaha, bypassing Wanyanlun?"

"You said, is that him?"

However, on the top of the mountain, Ling Tian suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a big laugh. With a flash of light in his hand, an eight-sided prismatic crystal floated out. The essence of fighting spirit inside, blooming with purple brilliance, shined on the Hungarian army. prior to.

In an instant, the vindictive energy coercive from the crystal swept away, causing all the barbarians to be frightened and screaming again and again.

"This... This is Wanyanlun's Dou Jing!"

"Why is it in your hands?!"

"You killed him?"

"Qiangjie's two million army was destroyed?"

The faces of Dangxiang King and Uighur King changed drastically in an instant, and they never thought of this scene.

"Yes, the Qiangjie tribe has been annihilated by my human army under Fengtian City!"

"King Qiangjie has also died in my hands."

"Now, it's your turn!"

When the voice fell, Ling Tian put Dou Jing away, and the big scorpion in his hand suddenly burst into raging fire, and the fiery red wings suddenly blossomed behind him.

"Rampant, you are looking for death!"

"Stupid human race, now we will avenge King Qiangjie!"

Dang Xiang Wang immediately furious.

But as soon as his voice fell, Ling Tian clenched his five fingers, and enveloped the golden dragon's shadow with a fist, already in front of him.

The speed was so fast that Dang Xiang Wang couldn't react at all.

The fist light containing the powerful flame essence, like a cannonball shot out, the eardrum of a person's ears pierced through the air, and the bright golden fire color light exploded.

Bang! !

This punch was too fast. All the Hungarians just saw a flash of fire in front of them, and Dang Xiang Wang exploded a huge hole in his chest. The body flew out, and the surrounding Hungarian fighters were really vomiting blood and flying.

But when they looked through the aftermath, they found that the Dang Xiang Wang Dou Jing had already been taken out by Ling Tian.

The king of a clan, that's it, dead!

This scene caused the warriors of the Dangxiang tribe to split their eyes, but they were terrified in their hearts.

Their king, just like this, before starting the battle, was killed without the strength to fight back?

Moreover, it is still a human race who looks so young!

"Damn, I want you to die!"

The remaining Uighur King's eyes immediately raged with murderous intent, and he shouted angrily, and his whole body vigorously surged. Zhanjue was opened in the first time, and the combat power was released without reservation.

He understood that the human race in front of him was really terrifying. The surging fighting spirit immediately filled his whole body, cyan rays of light spread all over him, and a scorching breath radiated madly.

"Qingyao Doulong thorn!"

At this moment, the Uighur King, who was blessed by Zhan Jue, directly raised the spear in his hand. The cyan spear light like a hill turned into a ferocious dragon and broke through the air.

Click!

In an instant, the space exploded under this astonishing pressure, and even the rocks below it all cracked along the way.

A shot of the Uighur King directly locked Ling Tian, ​​and under his full strength, the power of this gun increased a lot. If it were the mid-stage power of the ordinary soul, there would be no scum that was destroyed by this shot!

The Uighur King's combat power was even stronger than that of Wan Yanlie and his like.

Wow!

The sharp spear light rushing towards the face immediately blew Ling Tian's long silver hair into a wild dance, and he was like a paper kite in the storm, as if he would be wiped out at any time when his suit was hunting.

But at this moment, the Taichu Jing and Longhuang Supreme in Ling Tian's body were running at the same time, and the flames of Ling Tian's clear eyes suddenly sparked.

Qiang Qiang!

The sound of mingming suddenly sounded.

Fissures appeared in the air, and the sharp intent of the sword made the heaven and the earth change their colors.

Ripples swayed away, and the space began to shatter.

In the sky, the flames skyrocketed.

Ling Tian's body stood like a spear, with the will to fight, and for an instant, the brilliance was dazzling and dazzling.

Hum!

The sound of the shattering weapon resounded from all directions, and the eyes of the Hungarians suddenly showed shock and surprise.

Fight! ?

And it was such a noble battle! ? How could this human race have such a powerful battle?

"This is impossible!"

Seeing this scene, the Uighur King whispered in amazement, his face was full of unbelief, and he said in horror, "This is impossible. What kind of battle are you!"

As the king of the Hungarians, he is the top Hungarian who knows the battles best.

But the decisive power erupting from Ling Tian's body now makes him extremely unfamiliar.

But the ultimate power of this kind, apart from the first king tribe in the clan, the Turkic imperial decree, nothing can match it!

But before the Uighur King was astonished, Ling Tian's true essence had already skyrocketed to a terrifying state.

Before the combat power skyrocketed to the extreme, Ling Tian stabs it seemingly very casually.

The target was the shot that the Uighur King stabbed!

The needle pointed at Maimang, but the latter shot was too weak!

Click! !

The bursting sound of the true essence resounded thousands of times in an instant. The crazy impact caused the Hungarians far away to be tortured. Just under the aftermath, they couldn’t bear it, and they were burned. After the ashes, only the Dou Jing rained down from the air.

Click!

And King Anhuihu’s spear light was directly shattered, and even his weapon blade body, and arms were shattered one after another. At the last explosion, his whole body burst into a cloud of blue blood...