C1115 Strong Killing
C1115 Strong Killing
This voice seemed to come from within the Void, shaking Bai Yu's ears and causing his entire body to tremble.
"Who is it!"
Bai Yu, who had been directly pushed back several kilometers, retracted his long knife and cried out in alarm.
At this moment, both of his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and even the palm holding onto his blade was shaking from the previous attack, causing the Blood to tremble uncontrollably.
At this moment, Bai Yu was overwhelmed with shock. He could not imagine who would suddenly appear in this Feiyan Mountain.
Could it be Zhao Wuliang or Xin Wenli?
Other than these two veteran primordial spirit power, he didn't feel that Zhao Wenzhuo possessed the ability to make it become so passive.
But, how could Zhao Wuliang and Zhao Wuliang appear here?
"Who am I?"
"Hehe, I am just a nobody from the Human Race."
"Didn't you bully my Human Race?"
"What, even I, an ordinary Human Race, can't do anything now?"
His voice was still ethereal and carried a powerful The Power of Spiritual Perception.
They circled around Bai Yu's ears, but made him unable to capture the location of the voice.
Huns's fighting talent was extremely powerful.
However, the only thing that was not comparable to Human Race was the The Power of Spiritual Perception.
This was the same as the Barbarian Clan.
They were both the biggest weakness of the Huns.
He could not pinpoint the location of the voice because the owner of the voice, the Spiritual consciousness, had completely suppressed him.
"Pretending to be ghosts and not daring to come out?"
Bai Yu held onto the long knife, and looked around vigilantly at his surroundings.
With a wave of his hand, the several thousand Huns s behind him immediately surrounded him.
"Hehe, I'm right here. How about it?"
As another voice fell, the Huns only felt a cool breeze surround them. In front of Pei Tianqing, a General that was dressed in ordinary Battle armor appeared with his hands behind his back.
The Human Race looked normal and ordinary.
Even their appearances were extremely ordinary.
However, the pressure from his cultivation wasn't too powerful either.
However, it was precisely this person who had saved Pei Tianqing from Bai Yu's hands so easily a moment ago.
Could it be that this is really an ordinary Human Warrior?
"You ?"
Pei Tianqing, who was strenuously standing on the ground, looked at that unfamiliar back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
The figure in front of him was extremely unfamiliar.
However, the voice, tone, and appearance of the blackish-red staff were all too familiar.
This person was actually his current chief of Longmen!
Ling Tian.
But Pei Tianqing rolled his eyes, as he also understood, Ling Tian had hidden his identity and entered Ji State.
He must have been worried.
Therefore, even though he had guessed Ling Tian's identity, he did not call out.
"Thank you!"
Pei Tianqing pursed his lips, spitting blood.
"Hehe, after we kill this Huns Prince, it won't be too late to thank him."
The one who came was Ling Tian.
He did not turn back, and continued to stare at Bai Yu with narrowed eyes.
"Hehe, what a nameless person. However, did you think too much into killing me, Bai Yu? "
Bai Yu's scarlet eyes shrank, the anger in his heart exploding.
The Human Race in front of her really did not put her in her eyes.
He had never been looked down upon by a Human Race like this before.
In fact, the way he spoke was as if he was squished to death by Wang Lin as an ant.
He really couldn't bear it.
"Ignorant Human Race, you dare to be disrespectful to the Prince of Fresh Breeze Tribe? You deserve to die!"
"Kill!"
Bai Yu had yet to take any action, but the nearly thousand Huns s surrounding him were already charging directly towards him.
Not only that, the positions of these Huns s were extremely particular. They were not as reckless and disorderly as they seemed to be.
Nearly a thousand Huns s attacked at the same time, the black Qi inside congealed into a Long Spear, dropping from the sky, and the target, was Ling Tian!
The Long Spear that was condensed from the aura was strange and powerful, reaching a length of three kilometers, and simply did not give Ling Tian any space to dodge.
Although the strength of nearly a thousand Huns s differed, under a combined attack, even if it was a primordial spirit power, it was still absolutely impossible for them to safely withstand it.
"Be careful!"
Seeing that, Pei Tianqing exclaimed.
If it was him, he would have no choice but to run when faced with the onslaught from nearly a thousand Huns generals.
However, he seemed to have forgotten just how terrifying the world-shaking Ling Tian was back then in the Julong Mountain.
"Hur hur, interesting."
"However, it is useless against me!"
Ling Tian was rather interested in the Huns's combination attack.
However, he was just interested.
He had to say how strong he was.
It was only this much!
Ling Tian stretched out his hand, and directly took back the phlebotomus that was deeply embedded in the ground.
The tip of her foot knocked, and in the next moment, the rod rose up from the ground. Lao Hou came out of the pole and roared, and as she roared, a tyrannical force, like that of a volcanic eruption, shot up into the sky!
"Look at me, with a swing of the rod, I can clearly see the ghosts of people like you in evil reverence!"
Ling Tian bellowed, the clear jade rod from the mountain and river stick, struck the spear shadow, and directly exploded outwards!
Boom! *
The pole of the spear clashed, the powerful spear shadow that was like a strike from the primordial spirit power, instantly shattered.
Under Ling Tian's pole shadows, it looked like it was made of paper, and instantly shattered into pieces.
Not only that, those thousand Huns s were also swept away by the might of the Cheng Yu rod.
In the air, it became a dense cluster of black blood fog.
They were almost completely destroyed!
This was the difference.
The current Ling Tian was simply too strong.
If not for the Immortal Soul combat power, when he used his full strength, he would be like an ant.
Seeing nearly a thousand clansmen killed by Ling Tian's rod strike, Bai Yu was shocked and angry at the same time.
The combined attacks of his subordinates weren't the most powerful of the eight clans.
However, he still found it hard to believe that it could be so easily destroyed.
However, in the blink of an eye, his anger was suppressed by Bai Yu.
In front of him, the Human Race had killed him. Only the Blood could calm his anger.
"Human Race, I, Bai Yu, swear that I will not be the Prince of Huns if I don't kill you!"
"Aooo!"
In the next moment, a beast-like roar burst out from his mouth.
The thick blood color instantly filled both of his eyes, and the Body crackled. Then, he suddenly raised the beast skin by a foot, struggling to break free from the beast skin outside his body.
In a breath of time, the aura of this Bai Yu had actually more than doubled. This allowed him, who was originally comparable to the combat power of the primordial spirit power, to now catch up to the mastery stage of the early stage of the Primordial Spirit!
This increase was not just a small realm's increase in strength!
At this time, Bai Yu's figure was no longer that of the Human Race, but instead, the wings on his back was wrapped around the black fog, like a demon from hell.
His arms and legs had also turned into the claws of a bat. His originally pitch-black head now looked even more ferocious. Bone spikes rose from his head, causing everyone who saw it to feel their scalps go numb!