Ling Tian let out a cry of coldness and floated his sleeves, sweeping away the blood mist that filled the sky.
The dignified third son of the Zhao family was casually killed by Ling Tian without even leaving his body behind!
This Ling Tian actually dares to take action against a direct descendant of the Zhao family?
At this moment, the warriors who witnessed this scene were all stunned.
This Ling Tian is really more arrogant than the one in the legend!
Does he really not care about the Zhao family at all?
Ling Tian flew down from the sky, his face gloomy.
He just wanted to see how crazy Zhao Wenxuan was.
It is most satisfying to kill them when they are at their most arrogant.
Zhao Wenxuan has been eliminated, and next is Zhao Quan. He is the one Ling Tian must kill.
"No, no, don't come over, I can't die!"
Seeing the white-haired devil-like Ling Tian descending from the sky, Zhao Quan was horrified to the extreme.
At this moment, his heart was filled with despair, but in his heart, he was extremely frightened.
Will his thousands of years of martial arts be cut off today?
As long as he is given another hundred years, he can achieve Yuan Shen and reach the first level of this world.
However, it seems that all this is about to come to nothing.
"I said you must die. Daring to touch Aster is the worst decision of your life. Aren't you trying to refine my soul so that I can neither survive nor die?"
"Then today, you are going to experience the feeling of being soul-refined first!"
Ling Tian landed in front of Zhao Quan, snorted coldly, and put his hand on Zhao Quan's head. The next moment, the Taichu Channel started to move, and Ling Tian was powerful enough to rival the power of the God of Soul, and immediately killed Zhao Quan's soul.
Pull out.
"ah!!!"
The soul vortex was in Ling Tian's palm, and soon fire appeared and began to burn.
This is such extreme pain. The spiritual thoughts turned into a vague Zhao Quan, roaring and wailing, like evil ghosts in hell, making those who heard it stand on their backs with chills, and their whole bodies were trembling with fear.
However, Zhao Quan's soul was too weak and was burned clean by the fire in just a moment.
"Boring..."
Ling Tian shook his head and burned Zhao Quan's body as well, but when he saw the storage ring in the ashes, he still put it away.
Finally, there is only one Ou Dexuan left.
Ou Dexuan had already climbed up from the pit at this time, and he witnessed Ling Tian killing Zhao Wenxuan with his own eyes.
However, he was powerless to stop it.
At this time, he saw Ling Tian's figure flashing in front of him. He knew that he could not escape with his life, so he said with a ferocious face: "Ling Tian, I know that I must die, but before I die, I want to ask you, Ling Tian
, are you a descendant of the Ling family?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows, but did not hide it, "Yes, I am the descendant of Ling Guogong, what do you think?"
"Hahahaha, okay, okay! Ling Xiao, I escaped with my life from you back then, but I didn't expect that I would still be killed by your descendants today. But remember, in that underworld, I am not right.
I’ll let you go!”
Unexpectedly, Ou Dexuan looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy!
"What do you mean?" Ling Tian frowned, wondering what connection this Ou Dexuan had with the Ling family.
"Ling Tian, back then our Blood Moon Sect was destroyed by Ling Xiao because of secret communication with foreign clans. But I escaped. Fifteen hundred years ago, your Ling family was destroyed, and all the Ling family members died in my hands.
, there are countless of them, hahaha, if I die in your hands today, I will not lose anything!"
Ou Dexuan stared at Ling Tian with an extremely ferocious expression.
When he was dying, he was close to madness.
"Kill my people?"
Ling Tian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, Ou Dexuan was blown away again. This time, all the bones and meridians in his body were shattered, and the severe pain tortured him, making Ou Dexuan scream in agony.
"Then you are really desperate!"
"Want to go to the underworld? That's a good idea!"
Ling Tian flew over and directly pulled out his soul and put it into a small bottle.
"Ling Tian, even if I can't become a fierce ghost, I will curse you. I want to watch you die in Jizhou, hahaha!"
In the vial, Ou Dexuan's soul transformed into his appearance, lifelike, pointing at Ling Tian and cursing.
The soul of the powerful soul can already take form.
"Humph, you have to bear the pain of being refined by fire first, and then you can talk about it!"
Ling Tian forced out a wisp of fire and threw it into the vial. Ignoring the latter's cries and howls, he sealed the mouth of the vial and threw it into the ring.
All three people have been dealt with.
Then there are only a few dozen warriors left in the entire Zhao family.
Among them, they are all great masters of Dharma, including those from the Zhao family, as well as those from surrounding sects and aristocratic families.
At this time, when they saw Ling Tian's gaze exchange, they all trembled and fell to their knees suddenly.
"General Ling Tian, please spare our lives. The Zhao family's affairs have nothing to do with us!"
"That's right, the Zhao family's crime deserves to be punished by death, so we have a hard time talking about it!"
Those Dharma masters kowtowed repeatedly, wishing they could break the stones into pieces.
"Humph, are you innocent? The Zhao family has done all kinds of evil, and not only do you not draw a clear line with them, but you also work as an accomplice? Even if you have no involvement, it is a shame for me, a warrior of the Southern Tang Dynasty, to be so greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Die, and practice hard in the next life!"
Ling Tiantian didn't care about these people's pleas for mercy. Who could be a good person who could come to Zhao Quan's concubine banquet?
The tens of thousands of people who had been killed by one attack after another were really not what he wanted, but he didn't want them either.
Now, he doesn't care about these dozens of lives.
With one palm falling, there was no life left in the entire Zhao family except for him and the pale-faced Zi Yuan in the distance.
"Scared you..."
Ling Tian ducked in front of Zi Wan, looked at Zi Wan's pale face, and said softly.
"No, no."
Zi Yuan shook her head and looked at Ling Tian, feeling a little timid.
"It's not very good. Let's go. I think someone from the Zhao family will arrive here soon."
Ling Tian summoned Xiao Qing, pulled Zi Yuan onto the horse, and then left with them.
But after Ling Tian left, the entire Zhao family's formation rose again, and then streaks of blazing fire fell from the sky. An entire hour later, the formation dissipated.
The warriors of Pingyang City, who had already been shocked by the earth-shattering roar, now looked at the Zhao Family Mountain Peak in the distance, but they were all dumbfounded and surprised.
At this time, the Zhaojia Mountain Peak and even the top of the mountain were melted, and everything was burned into magma, leaving nothing behind!
"Hey, what's going on? Isn't today a happy day for the Zhao family? Is this the whole family being slaughtered?"
"It seems that not only the whole house is full, but none of the Zhao family minions who went to congratulate me came out!"
"Oh my God, who is so brave and dares to destroy the Zhao family in Jizhou?"
"Could it be that the Huns have arrived in southern Hebei?!"
The warriors in Pingyang City made many comments, but when it came to the Xiong people, their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly covered the door, and never dared to come out again.