Sword Master Ling Tian

On the bank of the weak water, more and more human warriors gathered here.

They looked at the direction in which Ling Tian disappeared and the large and weak river with frozen water. The icy cold wind blew from the surface of the river, extremely desolate.

The number of human warriors gathered on the riverside increased, and in the end, there were even tens of millions of people, and the number was increasing.

It was only that day that the shadow of the demon passed through the Southern Tang, and everyone could see it.

They also knew that the human race of Nantang seemed to have reached a critical point of life and death.

So at this moment, all those who are close to the Weak Water River have come to the Weak Water River.

"General, what should we do? Really let Ling Tian face the entire alien demons alone?"

Behind Li Qingcheng and the others, the faces of the warriors were full of shame and anger.

They could have won.

Is it now stagnant?

"No, of course we can't let Ling Tian fight alone, he has paid enough."

Li Qingcheng shook his head. Behind him, Xuan Jiu walked up and held Li Qingcheng's hand tightly.

At this moment, the angry howls and painful wailings of the alien demons had even come out from the other side of the Weak River, and Ling Tian was already killing.

"Everyone in the army listened to the order, Human General Ling Tian went to Tian Jue Mountain alone. Although we can't go with him, it is incumbent on us to eliminate the strange demons in Zhongzhou!"

"The whole army presses on, kill all the alien demons!"

With Li Qingcheng's loud shout, the dense and endless human race warriors began to cross the weak river.

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Zhongzhou.

Ling Tian, ​​who came in alone, was immediately discovered by the alien demon race and the demonized warrior.

Seeing Ling Tian appeared, they went crazy and besieged them.

However, whether it was an alien demon with a combat power comparable to the peak of the soul or a demonized human race, they were not Ling Tian's opponents at all.

Ling Tian never used a weapon, he just slammed a punch wherever he went, directly blasting a blood path.

Traveling thousands of miles, no other demons dared to stop him anymore.

Behind him, on the **** road of thousands of miles, there were corpses of alien demons and demonic human races.

They are afraid of being killed, after all, they are afraid of being killed.

Outside Tianjueshan.

Ling Tian stood upright with his spear, and in front of him, a handsome human race dressed in a four-claw dragon robe slowly appeared, wearing a Zilong golden crown on his head, with compelling aristocracy.

Although his body had been enveloped by the aura of a different demon, his aura was tyrannical to rival that of the emperor, extremely tyrannical.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are only in the realm of Yuanshen, even if it is comparable to Emperor Wu's combat power, but if you want to enter Tianjue Mountain, you still have to see whether my three princes agree or not?"

The dragon-robed man raised his eyes, and he was the third emperor who had been to Jincheng.

Unexpectedly, the prince who had just awakened was also demonized by the heavenly demon and became the minion of the heavenly demon.

However, facing the three princes in front, Ling Tian still had no expression, white hair flying, and a pair of scarlet pupils were full of riotous killing intent.

"Ling Tian, ​​if you don't speak, do you look down on me?"

The three princes are furious, when has he been so ignored?

"I am the prince, with a top martial arts spirit, practicing in the Imperial Prison, and now I have gathered the soul and the power of the demon infusion, you don't need to go to the demon mountain to find the master demon."

"Because of me, it can be destroyed..."

However, without waiting for the three princes to finish speaking, Ling Tian directly blasted out a punch.

Ling Tian under the control of the killing intent, every time he makes a shot, he is fierce to the extreme.

The fist front blasted out, and the bright glazed light suddenly turned blood red, condensed into a giant fist, and instantly enveloped the three princes.

"Ok?!"

The third prince was shocked, and he really didn't expect Ling Tianhui to make such a sudden move, and did not even say hello, but the punch was too fast, and there was no time to react, so he similarly greeted him with a punch.

Bang!

However, the blood-red light burst in the sky, and after a few breaths, it disappeared.

The smoke cleared, and there was nothing else in the sky except Ling Tian Bajue's figure.

Under Ling Tian's punch, the third prince couldn't even hold on to a breath, so he was directly shattered into the air, and there was no whole body.

Ling Tian remained silent, carrying his weapon and moving forward.

After Ling Tian went deep into Tianjue Mountain for thousands of miles, he encountered another roadblocker.

This man looks nearly middle-aged.

He was also dressed in a four-claw dragon robe, with a noble face, but his eyes had become pitch black.

Obviously, it was also controlled by the demon.

At the moment when Ling Tian appeared, this figure directly sacrificed the Ninth-Rank Wandering Dragon Martial Soul, and the Martial Soul soared into the sky. The powerful Martial Soul blessing was already in the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit, giving it its aura. , In an instant, it became extremely terrifying.

"I am the second prince of Southern Tang, Ling Tian, ​​don't try to take a step forward."

"I know you can kill the third child with a wave, but he is not me!"

"Don't think about it..."

Although the three princes wanted to maintain his dignity in front of Ling Tian, ​​Ling Tian didn't treat him any special way.

It was still a punch, but this time the blood-red shadow of the fist turned into a ferocious dragon, directly engulfing the two princes with their martial souls.

It wasn't until Ling Tian disappeared between the mountains that the fragments of the second prince's corpse fell from the sky.

The strongest among the princes of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the number one warrior in the Imperial College, was considered the second prince who had the most hope to hit the realm of the Emperor Wu within three hundred years, and was killed by Ling Tian with a punch.

Although he has sacrificed a powerful Wuhun.

But under Ling Tian's almost Wuhuang combat power, he was still vulnerable.

Go deep into Tianjueshan Yaeshan.

The ancient well can already be seen faintly.

However, Ling Tian was still stopped by a figure.

Ling Tian was still very familiar with this figure.

"Hehe, Ling Tian, ​​I never thought that you, who used to be just an ant in my eyes, can appear in front of me today."

The figure was dressed in a golden five-claw dragon robe, from a distance, it looked like a human emperor.

Moreover, the momentum fluctuations on his body are far surpassing those in the realm of Yuanshen.

This person is Prince Rong!

Compared with the previous two princes, Prince Rong's combat power is obviously extremely tyrannical.

Now, with the help of the heavenly demon, he has entered the realm of separation and reunion, but he has not yet survived the triumph of the separation and reunion emperor and has become a real martial emperor.

Where, this Prince Rong’s combat power, even if it was compared to Tuoba Yongye, did not let it go.

Facing such a powerful Ling Tian, ​​Prince Rong was jealous in his heart, but he did not have any fear.

In his opinion, it was too cautious for the Heaven Demon to value Ling Tian so much.

He could completely take Ling Tian down.

However, facing such a domineering Prince Rong, Ling Tian still remained unmoved, staring straight into the distance in his eyes.

In his eyes, there was only the perfect patio in front of him, and nothing else.