As soon as the voice fell, Ling Tian, one man and one rider, was the first to soar into the sky and charge into the Hungarian army.
Behind him, millions of troops, led by Li Qingcheng, Cui Zhan and others, charged forward with the power of martial spirits!
Each one of the millions of people has at least a golden body in combat power, and at this moment, their fighting intent has reached its peak.
The simultaneous charge was even more terrifying than the black torrent of the Huns just now.
Ling Tian's army is like an overwhelming tsunami of stars!
The 300,000 Hungarian troops were all shocked and at a loss on the bloody land.
The third-level fighting king was furious.
"Damn it, you dare to charge at our Huns? You are looking for death!"
"Warriors of the Huns, for the glory of the Xianbei tribe of the Huns, give me...what!"
However, before he could finish speaking, a long spear descended down, pierced the void, and burst towards him at an extremely fast speed, like lightning!
The terrifying speed left the third-level fighting king with no time to react. He just instinctively held the stick in his hand across his chest, trying to stop this attack.
Fight!
Click!
However, everything was different from what the third-level fighting king imagined.
On top of this large tree that broke through the air, there were two ferocious weapon spirits roaring.
For a moment, he was frightened in his heart,
And when the extremely sharp blade shook the long stick in his hand, he felt a huge force that could not withstand the enemy at all, and penetrated everything directly!
There was a sound of gold and stone exploding.
Although there was resistance in front of him, the big stick tore into pieces, and the stick collapsed with a sound. With a pop, the sharp edge of the stick directly penetrated the chest of the third-level fighting king!
ah!
With a scream, the Dou Wang's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that the power of the younger generation of the human race could be so tyrannical.
But the long sword that cracked into his chest not only carried great power, but also had countless hostile sword shadows, pouring into his body crazily.
The raging sword shadow made his strong body of the Huns lose its advantage at all, and in an instant, his body was torn to pieces.
Bang!
It was as long as an arrow, and it was shot thousands of feet by the third-level fighting king, and finally broke into the ground.
However, when a group of Hungarian warriors looked in the direction of the long sword that cracked the ground, they discovered that the commander of their army, the most powerful third-level Dou Wang, had been nailed to the ground with a sword!
There is no life left at all, and the dead cannot die anymore!
How is this possible?
All the Hungarian soldiers could not believe the scene in front of them.
How tyrannical is their third-level demon king?
Even when faced with the power of the human race's mid-stage soul, it can definitely be completely suppressed.
But he was tortured and killed like this!
How strong is this seemingly young human race?
"Brother!"
The fighting king who had fought against Ling Tian suddenly cried out in grief when he saw his brother who had been nailed to death.
Their brothers are the most powerful third-level fighting kings in the Xianbei tribe besides the Xianbei King. This time they protect Bai Yu and come to hunt down Pei Tianqing. The configuration of the 300,000-strong army is already foolproof.
However, Bai Yu was killed first, and if the two brothers did not wipe out the human race with blood, they would definitely be executed by King Xianbei after they returned.
But now, his brother, the third-level fighting king, also died at the hands of that person.
Is this still a human race?
Why are the human races I met this time different from those before?
However, there was no chance for the Dou Wang to breathe. Ling Tian's figure flashed and he took the long spear back into his hand.
Ling Tian, who was sitting on Xiao Qing's body, was covered in black armor and heavy armor. His silver hair was flying like a dragon in the wind.
He raised his sword, and on the red sword edge, the thunder dragon roared.
"I once said, I will keep your life."
"Now, it's time to leave your life to me!"
Due to the mask, Dou Wang could not see Ling Tian's expression.
It was clear that his body was shrouded in a fire-like halo, but those few words were filled with ice, making his heart feel extremely cold.
"It's ridiculous. Do you really think you are invincible?"
"Even in Yanzhou, no one dares to be so arrogant when they attack our Hun army!"
Although the third-level fighting king was shocked, when he saw Ling Tian daring to rush into the army, he immediately suppressed his surprise and shouted angrily.
And when his voice fell, countless Hungarian warriors came from all directions in Sima.
Among them, there are many fighting kings!
Although these fighting kings are only first and second level.
But their combat power is comparable to that of the mighty humans in the early stages of their primordial spirit, and their numbers are greater.
In addition, there are countless top fighters who are equivalent to those in the late human race.
Hundreds of people from the Huns formed a formation, and in an instant, thousands of warriors came up, trying to drown Ling Tian directly.
Under the battle formation, when the Hungarian warriors come forward, especially when they have fighting kings and fighting generals, the combat power that breaks out will be impossible for even the powerful human race in the middle stage of Yuanshen to deal with safely.
but.
What they were facing now was Ling Tian, who was at the peak of the sky, enough to kill all the mid-stage souls!
"court death!"
Ling Tian, who was on Xiao Qing's back, roared angrily and clamped his horse's belly. Xiao Qing's wings flapped fiercely and he charged forward in an instant.
At the same time, Ling Tian swung a semicircle with the long spear in his hand. Above the semicircle, fire surged, setting off boundless flames. In an instant, it soared to a length of thousands of feet, and swept out like a giant wave of sea of fire!
The first level of breaking the army.
You can kill in groups or alone.
And the spear that Ling Tian sacrificed at this time was to break the army's mass killing!
Ahhhhh!
Countless Huns screamed one after another. Under the force of the broken army, their bodies were unable to resist at all, and everything they touched melted.
With one move, all the Hungarians who rushed forward were killed!
"Gōng nǔ hand, shoot him!"
In the overall situation, some Huns screamed in fear.
The next moment, the Huns stepped forward and flew in the air, raising their small black crossbows one after another. Amidst the clanging sound, arrows rained down like rain.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...
However, the rain of arrows falling from the sky on Ling Tian's armor and body caused no damage at all except sparks flying everywhere.
It didn't even scratch Ling Tian's skin.
Now, Ling Tian's physical body is so powerful, comparable to the toughness of a heavenly weapon, how can it be hurt by these small arrows?
"No, this is impossible!"
"Could this human race be a devil?"
For a moment, all the Hungarian warriors who witnessed all this were stunned.
When had they ever seen such a terrifying human warrior, who not only wiped out thousands of clansmen at once, but also had his body so solid as a rock?!
Doesn’t it mean that the human body is inherently weak?
"Haha, Zhao Wuliang is right when he says something, you Huns will be destroyed in my hands sooner or later!"
"Remember my name!"
"Human race, Ling Tian!"
Ling Tian walked out of the rain of arrows, groaned lowly, danced his long spear, and took down the last third-level fighting king!