Zhao Zong knelt on the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Ling Tian and asked.
"You don't deserve to know my name!"
Ling Tian was condescending, looking down at Zhao Zong with contempt in his eyes.
In his eyes, such warriors with peak golden bodies were as weak as ants.
"It's ridiculous. Why, do you really think that because you are the Grand Master of Dharma, you can ignore my Zhao family?"
"If I guessed correctly, you are not a Jizhou warrior, are you!?"
"I'm telling you, if you leave now and mind your own business, I won't hold you accountable."
"If not, even if you are a great master of Dharma, you will not be able to escape death today!"
"If you offend our Zhao family, even if you are a powerful soul, you still have to walk around without being able to eat!"
Zhao Zong's eyes were blood red. Although he was frightened in his heart, he still said fiercely.
He didn't believe that Ling Tian knew the power of the Zhao family and still dared to fight against him.
"Hmph, that's such a loud tone. There are so many people who want to kill me. Who do you think you are?"
"It seems that you want to die so much, so if I keep you, I will really be sorry for you."
Ling Tian laughed angrily, and with a flash of fire in his hand, he fired directly at Zhao Zong.
"Hmph, you are so brave. If you take action, you will never be able to leave!"
At this moment, a general trend suddenly rose from among the mountains in the distance. The general force carried a strong pressure of vitality and was about to cause the mountains and rivers to collapse, and a strong wind suddenly rose and swept over them.
"The breath of Dharma is the great master of Dharma!"
"This is the Dharma Master of the Zhao family in Zhaocheng!"
"It's over now!"
Feeling this aura, the disciples of the Mengshan Sect all turned pale.
The Zhao family has even brought the Grand Master of Faxiang, so if he takes over Mr. Huo, the remaining people will still be enough to defeat the Mengshan Sect.
Zhao Zong was also grinning ferociously.
Looking at Ling Tian's big hand, he was not afraid that the other party would actually take action.
However, the Dharma Master's momentum had just risen, and before he even came close, Ling Tian's big hand fell down without any hesitation.
boom!
The mountains shook and the ground shook, and rocks flew.
A large handprint swallowed up Zhao Zong in an instant.
And the latter's breath also disappeared without a trace in that moment.
This scene not only stunned the thousands of Zhao family masters, but even the disciples of the Mengshan Sect were stunned and speechless.
The arrogant and domineering head of the Zhao family in Zhaocheng, who had no royal court, died like this?
Is this Ling Tian really like this, ignoring the Zhao family's Dharma Grand Master enshrinement?
For a moment, except for the aura of the great master that stirred the wind and thunder, the silence in front of the gate of Mengshan Sect was terrifying.
Those Zhao family warriors stood there, dumbfounded.
They have been running rampant in Jizhou for so many years. This is the first time that someone has killed the head of the family without any explanation.
"Damn it, you still dare to commit murder in front of me. No one can save you today!"
Ling Tian raised his hand to kill Zhao Zong, making you, the great master of Faxiang, furious.
It came with the storm and landed in front of the Mengshan Sect. The smoke dissipated, and an old man with white hair in a cobalt blue robe walked out.
The old man held a long wooden sword in his hand and glared at Ling Tian.
"How dare you, Zhu Zi, how dare you offend the Zhao family! Now, if you are captured without any effort, you may be able to keep your body intact, otherwise, I will definitely have you cut into pieces!"
The old man pointed his sword at Ling Tian and shouted.
When he arrived in front of Ling Tian, he used his spiritual thoughts to scan the humble-looking warrior in front of him. Although on the surface his cultivation level was only at the peak of the late Jin Dynasty, it gave him an incomprehensible and profound feeling.
Moreover, the coercion that this person unleashed in an instant also made him a little afraid.
Therefore, he never directly killed Ling Tian.
"Are you done? If you don't take action, then it's my turn!"
However, Ling Tian was too lazy to make ink with the other party.
"Are you talking to me? Okay, today, I'm going to see how capable you are!"
"I'll take down this madman. Just wait and I'll destroy the Mengshan Sect. Kill him!"
The old man waved his hand, and thousands of Zhao family masters behind him rushed forward again with their weapons in hand.
And the old man also shook his long sword, directly condensing a thousand-foot sword energy, and slashed down towards Ling Tian!
Not to mention whether Ling Tian could take this sword or not, even the aftermath was not something that the Mengshan Sect behind Ling Tian could withstand.
This sword, with the aura of wind and thunder, looks like a sword that breaks the sky.
Mengda and the others were instantly ashen-faced.
He couldn't even move.
All were suppressed.
Now, all I can do is wait for death.
Or, that back view can turn the tide.
But, is it really possible?
"Haha, ridiculously weak!"
"Playing with wind and thunder in front of me?"
However, Ling Tian, who was locked by the sword energy, curled up the corners of his mouth.
After holding up his sleeves for a moment, endless pressure of vitality burst out from the ground, rising into the sky.
The huge vitality is like a stormy sea, bursting out of the dike!
boom!
Bang!
There was a shocking explosion, and the Qianzhang Sword Qi that had not yet fallen was directly defeated by Ling Tian!
The shock wave that came out was all swept back by Ling Tian's aura.
It's a pity that those Zhao family warriors were directly smashed to pieces by the shock wave before they arrived today.
In an instant, thousands of Zhao family martial arts masters screamed in agony, blood mist filled the air, and their broken limbs were scattered throughout the mountain peak.
One move, just one move.
These are either golden bodies or warriors in the realm of condensation, and they are 10% sure to die!
It's too scary. In front of the great master of Dharma, the golden body warrior is no different from an ant.
"How could this happen? You...who are you and where did you come from!?"
The old man saw his sword energy being shattered into pieces, and he was immediately horrified.
The extremely arrogant young man in front of him was really terrifying.
Even when facing the Zhao family's top master of Dharma in the eight major cities, I have never felt this way.
"You don't deserve to know!"
"There is a war in Jizhou. You don't want to go into battle to kill the enemy, but you still bully the weak human race. Living is a shame to us and other soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty. You should die to apologize!"
After the words fell, Ling Tian raised his big hand like a dragon's claw. The boundless vitality was rolling and condensing rapidly. A big hand of vitality reached out and grabbed the old man in his hand regardless of any struggle.
"Let, let me go!"
Feeling the boundless strength of that vitality hand, I screamed in fear, but I couldn't get away.
"Hmph, it's not a pity to die for being a tiger's aid!"
Following Ling Tian's cold voice, there was an explosion, his big hand clenched suddenly, and a cloud of blood mist dispersed.
In the air, it looks like a strange flower made of blood.
The great master of Dharma was just like this, and was directly held to death by Ling Tian.