Sword Venerable Ling Tian

When Qin Shaoyang and the rest saw this, they also joined in the battle and searched for the Arena to kill them.    

    

After all, the Arena's Dou Crystal were the most precious.    

    

"Double Dragon Vibrations!"    

    

The double mace in Qin Shaoyang's hand landed, brought about two images of Flood Dragons, and directly smashed a Arena of the first rank into pieces. Qin Shaoyang showed no mercy as he continued to chase after the falling Arena. In the span of a few breaths, he had knocked the Arena down with his mace several tens of times, killing him in the air.    

    

"Hahaha, Arena is only so-so!"    

    

Although Qin Shaoyang had not yet advanced in terms of appearance, the Weapon and the Spiritual Bead that Ling Tian had bestowed upon them were now just a step away from the Phase Stage.    

    

The combat power could now rival ordinary Primal Souls.    

    

"Human Race ants, don't be so arrogant, go die!"    

    

However, just as Qin Shaoyang was about to grab the first rank Arena s' Dou Crystal, a black purple figure suddenly appeared behind him.    

    

The punch was thrown out, but Qin Shaoyang was unable to dodge in time, and directly struck him down to the sky.    

    

Puff!    

    

Qin Shaoyang spat out a mouthful of Blood, but he was still heavily injured.    

    

"Horse!"    

    

Qin Shaoyang lied on the ground, the Battle armor in front of his chest had all been destroyed. In that moment of life and death, if he did not use the double mace to block, this punch would have taken his life.    

    

Raising his head, Qin Shaoyang realized that it was a Arena with two purple lines carved on the top of his head.    

    

No wonder there was such a tyrannical combat power.    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

However, before he could even smash Qin Shaoyang with his fist, he was enraged. He flew down and fished out a handful of Battle Ax s, and slashed down.    

    

"Injure my Younger brother, die!"    

    

However, just as Arena was about to be killed, a cold shout rang out.    

    

Qin Mingyue's entire body was bathed in the moonlight. Unknowingly, the moonlight in her hand had condensed and appeared above Qin Shaoyang's head.    

    

"Woman!? Stupid! "    

    

The sneered, raised his Battle Ax and welcomed the incoming attack.    

    

Crack!    

    

However, what shocked the Huns the most was that Qin Mingyue's seemingly casual slash had actually cut the second stage Arena's Battle Ax into two. Furthermore, the sword force did not decrease at all, as the Arena was slashed into two halves in midair!    

    

To be able to kill a Arena of the second rank with a single slash, the tyranny of Qin Mingyue was already enough to sweep away all the Arena of the second rank.    

    

Seeing how powerful Qin Mingyue was, Lu Chen and Bu Feiyan could not bear to fall behind either. They fought until the in front of them retreated, she was not their opponent at all.    

    

For a time, looking at the Human Race s sniping and killing one by one, the third stage Arena s finally could not take it anymore.    

    

They turned into purple beams of light and flew out from the back of the army. There were actually three of them!    

    

Moreover, in terms of aura, they were even more tyrannical than the two Arena s of the third step.    

    

The targets of the three Arena s were extremely clear. They were Qin Mingyue and the other two who were battling in the group.    

    

They could all tell that these people, were the peak existences in the human army s.    

    

If they could kill him, then the human army would break on its own.    

    

With their third stage combat power s, killing such an expert from the Descendant of Human wouldn't be an accident.    

    

However, just as the three Arena s were about to overtake the phlebotomus that Ling Tian had cracked on the ground ?    

    

Suspended above the group of battles, Ling Tian who had not moved for a long time suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

With a cold snort, Ling Tian's whole body was covered in fire red zhenyuan, just like a fire god warlord. His body shook, and in the next moment, he was in front of one of the purple lights, throwing out a punch.    

    

Puff!    

    

The Swimming Dragon Fist condensed into a dragon image, and directly pierced through the Arena of the third step.    

    

Then, deep within Ling Tian's left hand, a Dragon-Confining Hand condensed and directly grabbed onto the Arena that was flying on his left side. With great force, it shattered into pieces.    

    

However, he saw that Ling Tian was actually so terrifying, in just a single move, he was able to kill two Arena s of the third step.    

    

"Hehe, you want to run?"    

    

"As I said, Huns of my phlebotomus, die!    

    

With that said, Ling Tian waved his right hand, causing the phlebotomus on the ground to suddenly burst out, and like a Arrows, it shot towards the Arena s.    

    

"No, no!"    

    

The Arena was terrified, he pushed his speed to the limit but he was still unable to escape the phlebotomus.    

    

An explosive "pu" sound was heard.    

    

Those Arena s of the third step were directly smashed apart by the phlebotomus.    

    

So far, in just a few breaths of time, three Arena s who had rushed out had all died by Ling Tian's hands.    

    

For a moment, the might and terror of Ling Tian caused all the Huns below him to tremble.    

    

Even the combat power was being forced down a lot.    

    

This was the deterrence of a commander's General.    

    

"King Qiang Jie, come out and die!"    

    

Ling Tian raised his rod, and shouted towards the Fengtian City.    

    

Ling Tian's words allowed everyone to feel his sharpness and arrogance.    

    

To call for Qiang Jie to battle in front of the array?    

    

What kind of ranker was Qiang Jie?    

    

That was Qiang Jie, the fifth strongest of the eight clans' King s. His Fourth level Dou Wang was the strongest existence in the last four clans.    

    

In the past, there had been people who had challenged Qiang Jie, but without exception, all of them had died tragically!    

    

Her Fourth level Dou Wang was already at the large success stage of the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Stage, so even Marquis of Ji State would definitely not be her match.    

    

was practically an undefeatable existence in the eyes of the Ji State s, and she had branded a shadow of fear that could not be wiped away in the hearts of everyone present.    

    

But now, Ling Tian was going to challenge Qiang Jie directly?    

    

For a moment, all the Huns s were enraged.    

    

Qiang Jie was their divine existence, how could they allow the Human Race to desecrate them like this?    

    

"Hehe, what a joke. After killing us Arena of the third step, you think that you have the strength to challenge my King?"    

    

"Duke Yan is really a Good-for-nothing, even you little Descendant of Human can't do anything to him."    

    

"Let me see just what kind of confidence you have to dare to defile my clan's supreme King Qiang Jie!"    

    

However, at this time, the order from the Hun army rang out once again in the army.    

    

This voice was laced with killing intent.    

    

A cold killing intent and pressure suddenly rose.    

    

This caused the eyes of the human army s in the midst of battle to flash with a hint of fear, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.    

    

In the next moment, a gigantic purple Weird Birds appeared above the army. A moment later, the purple Weird Birds turned into a black purple ranker from Huns and stood opposite to Ling Tian.    

    

On the top of this expert's head, there were three deep purple lines, shockingly, it was yet another Arena of the third step.    

    

However, whether it was in terms of body size or pressure, this Arena was far more tyrannical than the other three Arena.    

    

It was even a little stronger than the Elementary King that Ling Tian killed before.    

    

And this, was not the powerful Fourth level Dou Wang that Ling Tian had just encountered!    

    

At this moment, the Arena had a pair of purple eyes, and his ice-cold eyes were staring straight at Ling Tian, like a poisonous snake. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness and danger, "Brat, I am Wan Yanlie, the Second King of Qiang Jie, and ever since I entered the Ji State, no Human Race has been my match.    

    

BOOM!    

    

As his voice came to a halt, Wan Yanlie directly released a strong burst of Flame pressure that rolled down like a tsunami.    

    

"And you will not be an exception."    

    

"Hua!"    

    

The corner of Wan Yanlie's mouth curled up slightly, and a wave of killing intent roiled out.    

    

At this moment, anyone could tell that Wan Yanlie was truly angry.    

    

Ever since he had stepped onto the Ji State, there had never been anyone as arrogant as him, especially a Descendant of Human who looked so young.    

    

This was even more intolerable.    

    

"Hehe, is that so?"    

    

However, Ling Tian suddenly laughed.    

    

Her eyes drooped, and did not look at Wan Yanlie at all.    

    

It was as if only was worthy for him to look straight at.    

    

"What a coincidence, ever since I, Ling Tian, stepped into this place, I have not met a single Huns who can fight."    

    

"You too, either die or kneel down and beg for mercy like a dog!"    

    

The corner of Ling Tian's mouth curled into a cold smile, and within his smile, there was a bone-piercing cold killing intent.