"I don't know whether to live or die, I just used 70% of my combat power!"
Wan Yanlun's expression was gloomy and indifferent. The blow just now caused him to lose all face and almost capsize the boat. He made up his mind not to hold back any more and fight quickly. Otherwise, even if he killed Ling Tian, he would not be able to fight again in the future.
The kings of other tribes raised their heads.
"What are you waiting for? Kill all the people below!"
Wanyanlie shouted angrily.
Those Hungarian warriors who were surprised by Ling Tian immediately came to their senses. Two million troops pressed forward. Although the forward troops led by Pei Tianqing and others were powerful, they could not stop them all.
For a time, the Hungarian army, which stretched for dozens of miles, quickly charged to the defense line set up by Cui Zhan.
"Haha, brothers, it's time for us to show off, let me hold them back!"
In an instant, Cui Zhan shouted loudly, and rays of light rose up from the defense line, forming a front with gaps.
The two armies faced each other like mountains, and countless Huns were stopped. Those who poured in through the gaps were also picked up by the army from the rear, and began to fight.
For a time, the human and Hungarian armies really began to fight to the death.
"Haha, humans, despair. You and your army will be buried here today. I will let your blood flow like a river!"
Wanyanlun smiled sinisterly, not wanting to delay going with Lingtian at all.
His hands hidden in the sleeves of his robe completely dropped down, and strange purple flames lingered in his palms. In an instant, a red-hot pressure suddenly spread out.
call out!
At the moment when the pressure of the flames reached its peak, Wan Yanlun took action directly, and the figure disappeared again, but in the void, the pressure became like substance, evolving into a huge wave of condensed flames, and finally turned into a giant palm, sweeping over, trying to sweep away
Ling Tian was completely annihilated.
Boom!
The waves rolled, one after another, and the collision with each other erupted with extremely terrifying momentum. Ling Tian was like an ant under the monstrous purple fire palm.
After seeing Wanyan Lun fighting with all his strength, Cui Zhan and others' expressions became solemn. Wan Yanlun's combat power was indeed terrifying.
But the fighting kings in the Hungarian army sneered again and again. They had not seen King Qiang Jie take action like this for a long time, and Ling Tian would definitely be blasted to death.
"The little human race is far more than a million miles away from the upper races like me. You guys will soon know where the gap is."
The faces of the fighting kings were ferocious, with mockery flashing in their eyes.
Everyone was so sure that the scene of Wan Yanlun being blown away just now did not exist at all.
However, facing Wan Yanlun's falling giant palm, Ling Tian didn't panic, clenched his fingers tightly, waved the Thunderous Fire Sword, and faced it directly.
Bang!
The sword energy and palm light collided together, and in an instant there was a shocking loud noise, and terrifying aftermath spread out crazily.
Flames danced, lightning flashed, and swords blazed across the sky.
Everyone's hearts suddenly skipped a beat, and they were all shaken by the loud noise, as if they had been knocked hard.
Many of the weak ones grunted and quickly retreated several hundred feet.
Whoops!
This time, Ling Tian's figure finally moved. He took three steps back in one breath. Every time he took a step back, the blood in his body was frantically digesting the huge fighting energy.
Wan Yanlun's palm was very impressive.
"You have some skills. You can take my slap and only take three steps back!"
Wan Yanlun's face became ferocious as soon as he succeeded in the attack, and his true energy became more and more agitated. The waves of flames stirred up in the air rippled like a vast ocean, and the impact seemed to squeeze the space and distort it.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged several blows, and each strike was earth-shattering, causing the battlefield to tremble slightly.
A strange color flashed in Ling Tian's eyes. This Wanyan Lun was indeed quite powerful, far beyond what King Xianbei could compare to.
Moreover, the Qiang Jie King's purple flame fighting energy is very strange, the energy is pure, and the physical body is not bad. He has injured his body several times, but he has not been able to seriously injure him.
This is the first time Ling Tian has encountered such an opponent.
Moreover, Ling Tian understands that the eight major tribes all have unique battle tactics. When he killed the Xianbei King before, he had seen the opponent perform the Xianbei battle. With the battle power soaring, Ling Tian used Thunder
Lihuo Sword used Sanyang True Fire Slash to kill him.
Now, this Wanyan Lun has not yet used any battle tactics.
"puff!"
The two exchanged several blows, and finally Ling Tian's sword struck the same wound where the previous swords had fallen. Wan Yanlun's blood spurted out, and his back was torn open by Ling Tian's sword.
"hateful!"
Wan Yanlun was so ashamed and angry at this moment that he couldn't do anything to Ling Tian even with his killing moves.
Moreover, at this time on the battlefield, his two million army did not even sweep away the human race.
The human battle formation completely restricted his army.
Even his fighting kings, without third-level fighting kings, were killed one after another by the masters of the human race.
If this continues, even if the Huns can win, they are destined to suffer heavy losses.
This kind of victory will only make other tribes laugh!
Now, as long as he powerfully kills Ling Tian in front of him, he can directly suppress all the human masters and sweep across the human army!
"You forced me to do this!"
"It has been hundreds of years since I performed the Qiang Jie Battle in front of a human race!"
"Today, you can be proud to die in a battle between Qiangjie and Qiangjie!"
Wan Yanlun's expression was extremely ferocious. The next moment, he held his hands in front of his chest and muttered something.
Immediately, the wings on his back suddenly flapped, and the purple flames in his body suddenly burst out, turning into a ferocious beast, covering his entire body.
Wan Yanlun's body also became covered with bone spurs, becoming more ugly and evil.
But his momentum and pressure also surged to an extremely terrifying level at this moment!
"Ling Tian, accept the judgment of me, King Qiangjie, and die!"
Suddenly, King Qiang Jie shouted loudly, and he stretched out his hand suddenly. On his palm, a pair of purple-black weapons that looked like sharp claws suddenly appeared. There was a ferocious beast soul wrapped around it, and it was one hundred and seventy feet long.
, extremely powerful!
The weapon soul in this weapon is already more powerful than Lao Hou.
Although it is not a royal weapon.
But it is definitely a top-notch heavenly weapon under the royal sword!
As he took down the sharp claws, he directly scratched the void and suppressed it fiercely towards Ling Tian. The fierce power immediately enveloped Ling Tian.
At the moment Wan Yanlun started the battle, the entire battlefield was enveloped by this powerful pressure. The human army was all suppressed at this moment, while the Hungarian army roared one after another, fighting kings and generals.
, all started their own battles and pushed back the masters of the human army.
Under the stimulation of this battle, the Hungarian army finally gained momentum!