Just the power of a palm, Xing Feiyang and others were unable to take it.
In just a few breaths, one of the six people was seriously injured and knocked back, another was hit by a punch and sprayed with blood, and the remaining four were beaten to pieces by a palm and turned into powder!
At this moment, under Pingyao City, there was deathly silence. Hundreds of thousands of troops and countless human warriors above the city's strength opened their mouths and were completely speechless.
The expressions on their faces were completely frozen, and they simply couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.
As for Xin Wenli, he was also shocked. He had seen Ling Tian's strength very well, but he never expected that Ling Tian would defeat all the geniuses in just a few breaths.
"It seems I've overestimated you a little. You can't stand up to any of my attacks, you're a waste."
Ling Tian returned the sword to its sheath and stood with his hands behind his back, proudly facing the sky.
At this moment, Pingyao City was completely silent.
Many of them have heard of Ling Tian's name, but now that they can see Ling Tian's powerful fighting power, they are all awe-inspiring.
Is this the new leader of Longmen?
No wonder, this guy has the guts to go against Prince Rong's palace, and has the guts to defy and disrespect the emperor's decree.
With such fighting power, even Zhao Wenzhuo was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.
Could it be that someone as powerful as Zhao Wuliang, who was in the middle stage of the soul, could suppress him?
However, just when everyone was thinking about it and were shocked in their hearts, Ling Tian's figure suddenly flickered in the sky.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhao Wenzhuo.
"Haha, now, do you still want to kill me?"
"You want Dou Jing, and you want to frame me? You, a loser, are you worthy?"
Ling Tianzhu looked at Zhao Wenzhuo condescendingly and cursed.
"Hmph, Ling Tian, don't be so arrogant! I, Zhao Wenzhuo, can't beat you, so what?"
"My uncle Zhao Wuliang will be here soon. Believe me, you won't live long!"
"Hehehe, you will inevitably die after all!"
Zhao Wenzhuo was lying on the ground covered in blood, smiling ferociously.
He lost in front of everyone in Pingyao City, and all the glory no longer existed.
Now, he just wants Ling Tian to die.
Only in this way can he feel balanced.
"If you want me to die, who is Zhao Wuliang?"
"Now, what you should be concerned about is whether you are alive or not, seeing Zhao Wuliang!"
"Die and pay for your stupidity!"
Ling Tian sneered, volleyed in the air, and was about to land a palm.
Xin Wenli was shocked and conflicted in his heart, but he finally said: "Ling Tian, please show mercy. Zhao Wenzhuo is the general of the royal court after all. Even if he makes mistakes, you can't kill him!"
"Stop talking nonsense to me. If you want to be your general honestly, don't interfere!"
Ling Tian snorted coldly, but didn't listen at all. He swatted down Zhao Wuliang with his big hand, intending to kill Zhao Wuliang.
In front of a large army, Ling Tian's actions were extremely arrogant, killing the general.
Xin Wenli and Bei Lingtian scolded him like this, but he didn't dare to get angry in his heart.
He understood that he himself was no match for Ling Tian.
Moreover, he was not from the Zhao family in the first place, and he was angry but did not dare to speak out about Zhao Wenzhuo's various actions.
"How dare you, little bastard! Kill my nephew, and I, Zhao Wuliang, will leave you without a burial place!"
However, at this moment, a long roar suddenly sounded from the western sky. The sound was so loud that it made people deafening.
At the same time, the dim western sky was also flashing with large light spots. The light spots illuminated the entire sky and was extremely shocking.
The next moment, a stream of light came towards Pingyao City like a shooting star.
The sound is produced by this stream of light.
No need to think about it, this is the coach of the Pingyang army who came to help, Zhao Wuliang of the Zhao family!
"snort!"
However, the distance to Zhao Wuliang was still too far.
Although his speed was astonishing, he still couldn't stop Ling Tian.
The big hand suddenly swallowed up Zhao Wenzhuo without stopping at all.
Zhao Wenzhuo, who had lost all ability to resist, just like Xing Feiyang and others, was slapped to death by Ling Tian.
The dignified third place in the last Zhan Tian Ranking and the number one genius of the Zhao family died like this in front of everyone in Pingyao City.
It makes people sigh.
"Damn it, little bastard, you are looking for death!"
"Henghe Zhang, destroy it for me!"
Witnessing Zhao Wenzhuo being brutally killed by Ling Tian, Zhao Wuliang, who hurried over, his eyes were splitting, unable to bear it, burning with overwhelming anger. The next moment, he directly struck out a palm from a distance. In an instant, the huge palm of vitality suddenly
Appearing above the sky.
Under the giant palm, it almost enveloped the entire area of 3,000 feet around Ling Tian.
Black waves surged and surged in it, like an endless flood, and Zhao Wuliang formed a giant palm, pressing down from the sky with the aura of destroying everything.
The power of such a huge palm made the soldiers above the camp panic. Even this palm was able to cover all the 20,000 soldiers led by Yi Zhongtian and others.
The purpose is obvious, which is to kill Ling Tian and the 20,000 warriors on the spot!
Yi Zhongtian, Pei Tianqing and others were all shocked. Looking at the giant palm falling from the sky, they wanted to escape, but they found that everyone was suppressed by a powerful divine thought and could not move at all.
Even mobilizing vitality is a luxury!
Zhao Wuliang is too powerful, they are like ants.
"Hey, Zhao Wuliang took action himself. This Ling Tian is just a junior. No matter how powerful he is, he is not Zhao Wuliang's opponent at all, right?"
"Yes, Zhao Wuliang is the most tyrannical being in southern Hebei Province now. Ling Tian killed Zhao Wenzhuo, and now he must pay for it with his life, otherwise Zhao Wuliang will never give up."
On the city wall of Pingyao, everyone was talking about it. Zhao Wuliang had been suppressing the people in southern Hebei for too long. Now that he appeared, they naturally felt that Ling Tian would definitely die.
No matter how strong Ling Tian is, how can he be compared with such an old monster?
At this time, Ling Tian, who was standing under Henghe's palm, felt the terrifying pressure of Zhao Wuliang's spiritual thoughts and the tremendous pressure brought by that vitality palm.
This was much more powerful than all the opponents he had encountered before.
As expected of an old monster in the middle stage of Yuanshen, although Zhao Wuliang's strength is not as strong as Chen Xuanling, Wu Lian and others, he is definitely more powerful than Zhao Wuji.
The pressure brought to Ling Tian was unprecedented.
"Haha, just like that, you want to suppress me? What a dream!"
However, Ling Tian in mid-air, with his silver hair flying, shouted loudly, and a pair of huge red wings behind his back, surrounded by bright light, suddenly unfolded, and at the same moment, the Taichu Sutra and the Dragon King Supreme Technique in his body all began to flow.
start up.
The boundless sea of qi and the fiery blood are boiling together at this moment.
At this moment, Ling Tian's momentum skyrocketed again.
