The scarlet blood eyes of the fourth-level fighting king suddenly shrank, he looked at Ling Tian and said fiercely.
This human race that suddenly appeared could crush his pressure with a wave of his hand. This level of cultivation was already quite impressive.
However, this human race wears a silver-green gown and looks like he is only twenty years old. Although he has silver hair, his face is red and his teeth are white. He is clearly a descendant of the human race with a long life span.
Is he already so strong at such a young age?
"General!"
"General, why are you here?!"
However, before the green-clothed human race could answer, Ouyang Ke and Nalan Jun exclaimed in surprise from behind.
"What! Are you that Human Anbei General Ling Tian!?"
The fourth-level Dou Wang exclaimed, and the color on his ferocious face finally changed!
Ling Tian's reputation is now well-known among the Huns, and he has even become a fierce and evil figure.
It is unprecedented for one person to lead millions of people to wipe out all eight million troops of the four major tribes.
Although the other four major tribes are angry, they are also quite afraid of Ling Tian's fighting power.
Everyone in the Lin family sat dumbly on the ground, looking at the young man standing with his hands clasped above his head. They were all dumbfounded for a moment.
This...is this the fairy-like Ling Tian?
Is this the great general Ling Tian who saved Jizhou warriors from fire and water?
It seems that this is too young, right?
Is he really that powerful?
Among the crowd, Lin Miaoyin looked at Ling Tian, her eyes full of admiration and perseverance.
She clenched her fists tightly and secretly became determined in her heart.
"Young and young of the Lin family, please thank the General for saving your life!"
After learning Ling Tian's identity, all the Lin family warriors knelt down and thanked him repeatedly.
Now they have experienced the thin line between life and death and walked around the gates of hell. This feeling of surviving a disaster made them tremble all over.
Ling Tian ignored the astonishment of the fourth-level Dou King, and then raised his hands to help the kneeling Ling family member up, and said calmly: "You can leave here immediately and go to the city. Don't worry, you don't have to flee your home.
I, Ling Tian, will definitely not let the human race be displaced by war for one day."
"I will protect you all your life!"
"I obey the general's orders. Take care, general!" The Lin family warriors burst into tears of gratitude and left towards Shubeicheng one after another.
"You also go back."
Ling Tian looked at Ouyang Ke and Nalan Jun again.
The latter looked at each other and without any hesitation, they also retreated towards Shubeicheng.
They all felt a different power from Ling Tian.
The current Ling Tian is so unfathomable that they cannot see through it at all.
In five days, Ling Tian seemed to have become extremely powerful again!
"Human Lingtian, are you looking down on me?"
"I am Bolt, the general of the Khitan tribe, the upper four tribes of the Huns!"
When the fourth-level fighting king saw that Ling Tian didn't take him seriously, he immediately became furious!
He is a dignified fourth-level fighting king and is highly respected in the clan. When has he ever been so ignored by the human clan?
"Bolt?"
"That's right!"
"Oh, it's indeed just as dark. Are you running fast?"
"What?!"
Bolt said angrily: "Human race! What do you mean? I run? Why should I run!?"
"Do you think you can challenge me just because you can kill Wan Yanlun? In my eyes, he is just a waste!"
Ling Tian shook his head, his patience finally exhausted.
"That's all, it doesn't matter what your name is."
"In short, they are all going to die."
After finishing his words, Ling Tian reached out his hand lightly and grabbed Bolt and the Dou Wang Dou Jiang behind him.
The seemingly innocuous move, and even the vitality of the surrounding space, did not have any fluctuations.
This scene was so funny that Bolt wanted to laugh.
But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
Because he suddenly felt that after Ling Tian stretched out his hand, the space around him instantly rioted, a hot breath rose, and the next moment, a big hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared out of thin air!
The big hand appeared too suddenly.
Moreover, it is too huge and terrifying, and even the space seems to be imprisoned. They are all locked in an instant, and they cannot escape even if they want to!
This is really too scary.
Bolt, he, has never experienced such fear.
"Second Prince, save me!"
Bolt watched the big hand grasp it, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, and he could only scream in shock.
However, it was too late.
Ling Tian's big hand condensed with true energy was too fast. With a sudden squeeze, Bolt and all the fighting kings and generals were all in my hand. The next moment, there was a bang bang explosion sound, and they turned into a series of explosions.
The blood mist disappeared between heaven and earth.
In the air, the form of the big hand of true energy gradually disappeared, but the space had turned into pitch black. Even the space was crushed and could only be repaired slowly.
Everyone in the Lin family had just entered the city, and when they turned around and saw this scene, they were all stunned and stunned.
This god-like big shot indeed has god-like fighting power!
Casually crush the fourth-level Dou Wang?
This, this is too terrifying.
"Haha, the cold-bloodedness of the Huns is really beyond my expectation. A fourth-level fighting king dies in front of you, and you can be so calm..."
"Why, are you hiding there and trying to sneak attack me?"
However, just as he retracted his hand, Ling Tian, who was defeated behind him, suddenly looked to another direction in the sky and smiled lightly.
On the city, Ouyang Nalan and others were watching from a distance, and now they were even more surprised.
Who is Ling Tian talking to?
Is it possible that there are still Huns here?
But unexpectedly, after Ling Tian's voice fell, the space in the direction he was looking shook, and the next moment, a Hun who was completely black but covered with golden lines slowly emerged.
The Huns seem to be different from the previous Huns.
In addition to looking stronger in stature, its wings are even larger, and the entire wings are golden.
The golden light is brilliant, like gold cast.
His face is still as ferocious as an evil ghost, but on his forehead, there is a golden totem, which looks like a ferocious beast. There are only three lines around the totem.
This one surprisingly has six lines!
This turned out to be a sixth-level fighting king!
Completely, two levels higher than Bolt!
Among the Huns, the standard judgment of lines is combat strength.
This is the only one.
The more lines it has, the stronger its combat power is.
These sixth-level lines prove that its combat power is comparable to the late-stage power of the human race's soul!
It is even more powerful than the normal late-stage power of the soul!
