Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ten days later, Tianhe Mountain's former Human Race's Sect's Martial Arts Camp.    

    

The army camp stretched down for one hundred and fifty kilometers, and the number of Martial Cultivator s neared five hundred thousand.    

    

Amongst them, there were two hundred of the Master of Golden Body s. They were strong and strong, and their main camp was filled with a strong aura, like a mountain. They were like Long Spear s, congealing but not dispersing, causing people to be afraid of them.    

    

Eight days ago, nearly four hundred thousand barbarian army s were annihilated here, causing the current Tianhe Mountain to look like a bloody rain, muddy beyond compare.    

    

This glorious battle that had annihilated a million barbarian army s had instantly ignited an explosion in the entire Yun State. The news had even spread to the other prefectures like a storm.    

    

This name was once again deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.    

    

It was Ziyun Sect Ling Tian.    

    

Not long ago, he was known throughout the Yun State for sweeping away the top three Grand List s. But now, this name had once again stirred up huge waves, to the extent that Ling Tian's name would appear in all the martial families in the Yun State.    

    

And Ling Tian, who was born in a remote clan and was once a sword slave, had also become the role model for many lowly, inferior Martial Cultivator.    

    

In these eight days, whether it was the Martial Cultivator s that were gathered here from the various great Sect s, or the rogue cultivator Martial Cultivator s that were here to help out with Ling Tian's reputation, all of them numbered over two hundred thousand, causing Ling Nan's total military strength to skyrocket.    

    

In the camp, a group of Master of Golden Body were drinking and chatting loudly, talking about the great battle that happened a few days ago. Master of Golden Body, who had been unable to catch up with the others, sighed and clapped his hands, repeatedly complaining about his lack of courage to go up.    

    

As for the younger generation that participated in the great battle, they were also gathered together, grinning from ear to ear.    

    

There was no other reason. This time, they had acquired a military achievement that they had never dared to imagine.    

    

After the end of the war, these military merits would be enough to exchange for vast amounts of resources and military positions.    

    

Zhang Kaifeng, Qin Shaoyang, Mu Tiezhu and a group of young Descendant s were sitting around a table in the camp area, but they did not drink heartily nor did they eat heartily.    

    

Eh, each one of them was holding a cigarette and laughing maniacally.    

    

Qin Shaoyang was even more exaggerated. Lying on Ye Baoer's leg, wearing the sunglasses s, he took a drag from the cigarette. His face looked like he was in a dream, floating like an immortal.    

    

Originally, Ling Tian was the only one smoking this Ling Yan, but now that Ling Tian's every move was like a standard, it was obvious that he would be imitated, and after Zhang Kaifeng and the rest learned how to smoke, they tasted the sweetness of Ling Yan, causing the Ling Yan to instantly explode in the midst of the army.    

    

There were even many Master of Golden Body s who did not hesitate to lower their heads, begging Ling Tian to sell them a little of this.    

    

Firstly, it was very rare, and taking it out would be a symbol of one's identity. It could not be more suitable to be used to act like an idiot, and secondly, the effects of this Spirit Smoke was extremely good, ten times better than normal incense!    

    

But there was nothing he could do, the Spirit Smoke in Ling Tian's hands was just over ten thousand, in the end he had to give out over five thousand, only then did the chaos stop.    

    

In the end, the entire camp was able to meet Master of Golden Body who walked with his hands behind his back and had Ling Yan in his mouth, pointing their fingers at everything in their path. It was as if the entire world was in their hands.    

    

However, Ye Baoer and the other girls did not seem to understand why the group of men liked to smoke this thing. Otherwise, Ling Tian's stock would definitely not be enough to split.    

    

However, they were not afraid that their limelight would be stolen, because the few of them possessed the sunglasses s that would cause all the Martial Cultivator in the entire camp to go crazy for.    

    

When Qin Mingyue, Xi Ruoxue and the other girls appeared with their sunglasses, they would definitely be the focus of everyone present. Even those geniuses with cigarettes in their mouths could not hold it in their mouths!    

    

As a result, the countless slim and beautiful female disciples from various sects were like demons that had gone mad, almost devouring Ling Tian alive.    

    

But there was nothing he could do about it, the sunglasses s' materials were extremely rare and it was extremely difficult to refine them. In the end, he could only make a few and they were all snatched away, and they almost started fighting because of this.    

    

Ling Tian was also forced to agree. After the war ended, he would start to mass refine the sunglasses for everyone's needs.    

    

At this moment, Ling Tian couldn't help but sigh. Satisfying a woman's desires was even harder than annihilating Barbarian Clan ?    

    

"Tsk tsk, you still haven't said it, when Ling Yan first started smoking, it choked me so much that I couldn't recover for the whole day, but after learning to absorb, it felt so good. I felt like I was about to enter the peak of the Ning Po when it was used to supplement my cultivation ?"    

    

Qin Shaoyang said lazily as he sucked in the last mouthful of smoke.    

    

"But Ling Tian said it, this thing is only limited to two per day, and adding on will be harmful to your Inherent Skill!"    

    

Zhang Kaifeng kept the remaining Ling Yan into the storage ring like a treasure, looked towards Ye Fan who was quietly smoking and suddenly said: "Old Ye, it's been so many days since we took all of the Barbarian Clan out from the mountain trenches, don't hide it anymore, hurry up and report this, how many Barbarian Clan have you killed, what about the bet we agreed on!"    

    

These few days, the young talents from the various sects following Ling Tian were all shouting in secret, hoping to be of higher class than him in terms of achievements. That was why the most miserable ones were the Barbarian Clan, where no matter who ran or hid, they would be able to escape being captured by these people.    

    

Hearing that, everyone looked towards Ye Fan. As the newly-advanced Golden Body, they were the strongest among the combat power.    

    

"Ugh ?" Ye Fan muttered to himself for a moment, then said after thinking: "First tier Barbarian General has five, high-rank barbarian has 120, and the remaining, should be around 3000 plus!"    

    

Ye Fan said casually, looking slightly dissatisfied.    

    

"Haha, Old Ye, Elder Brother has a bit more than you!"    

    

Hearing this, Zhang Kaifeng grinned.    

    

"Oh, then how many times have you killed Brother Feng?" I even killed a Barbarian General! There are also less than fifty high-rank barbarian s, and there are exactly nine hundred mid and low level Barbarian Clan s! " Qin Shaoyang possessed a black dragon mace, and her combat power was also extremely outstanding in the realm of the Ning Po.    

    

"What are you bragging about? Wasn't that Barbarian General of yours injured by the shock of the Ling Tian's Shattered Mountain Seal, and then killed by your blade ? " Ye Baoer curled his lips, and pinched Qin Shaoyang's face a little.    

    

"Hee hee, can't you see through it? Bao`er is the strongest ?" Qin Shaoyang laughed sinisterly.    

    

Zhang Kaifeng said arrogantly, "I killed a total of six Barbarian General s, and a hundred and fifty of them.    

    

It was true that Zhang Kaifeng's battle achievements were a little more than Ye Fan's, but it was not obvious.    

    

"Tsk tsk, this is for you two!" Even if you kill more than we do, you're still amazing. Hmph, don't forget, the war isn't over yet! "    

    

On the side, Ji Wuyan had a look of disdain.    

    

On the other hand, Bian Yujing who had been silent all this while and was holding a set of wine red sunglasses s and rubbing them, and could not bear to be stained in dust, suddenly asked: "Then ? Do you know how many times Ling Tian killed? "