Chapter 193 Three tricks to kill you [Thanks boss Chen for unblocking]
You can't blame Ji Tie for being surprised. The largest tribe in Shiwanmang Mountain, directly bordering Lingnan, is Huangwei. This tribe has dominated this place for thousands of years, covering a radius of more than 100,000 miles to the north of Shiwanmang Mountain.
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The Huangyi tribe is one of the five golden families of the entire barbarian tribe. It has noble blood and can be called the king of the barbarian tribe.
This Ao Jie became famous at a young age and had already become a high-level barbarian at a young age.
His combat power was so tyrannical that he once killed several late-stage warriors from the Southern Tang Dynasty border army, shocking Lingnan.
Moreover, although Ao Jie is the youngest son of the Huang Yi Barbarian King, because of his pure golden blood, he has high hopes and is a strong contender to become the next Huang Yi Barbarian King.
The respect for his status is self-evident.
No one thought that the little prince of the deserted tribe was actually among the Uighur tribe’s central army!
When he comes this time, who can defeat him?
Taking advantage of Ao Jie's soaring blood evil energy, the barbarian demons and Lingnan sects who were fighting on the battlefield withdrew, leaving the battlefield to the two men who stood up to the sky.
Now, they are the ones who can really decide this battle.
"Sister! That Ao Jie has arrived, it's broken now!"
Qin Shaoyang raised his mace and frowned.
Qin Mingyue beside her, dressed in white and covered with snow, holding a yueqin, also had a worried look on her face.
"No, hurry up and send a message to dad. Prince Huangyi is coming to Tianhe Mountain and ask him to quickly support you!"
No one knows the tyranny of the Huangyi tribe better than the Lord of Lingnan City.
When Ao Jie was still a middle-level barbarian, he had a fight with Yun Yang, the heir apparent of the Yunhou Mansion, although Ao Jie was defeated in the end.
But Yun Yang, the eldest son of the Yunhou Mansion, is a proud nobleman who possesses the seventh-grade Clouded Leopard Martial Spirit and practices top-notch martial arts and martial arts!
The number of powerful Ningso warriors from the City Lord's Mansion who died at Ao Jie's hands was too numerous to count.
The royal court of the Southern Tang Dynasty even issued a reward, and whoever killed Ao Jie would be given the rank of general and command tens of thousands of troops.
Although she knew that Ling Tian was powerful, it was impossible to defeat Ao Jie at this time.
This is a gap between hard power and cultivation, which cannot be made up by martial arts and talent.
However, at this time, Ao Jie had already flown into the sky and appeared opposite Ling Tian.
His blood-colored murderous aura seemed to be burning and boiling. He looked at Ling Tian across from him with murderous intent.
It has been a long time since he met a young person from the human race who was worthy of his action.
Being defeated by the heir apparent of the Yunhou Mansion back then was a stain that would never go away for him. When he met Ling Tian this time, the blood in his body began to get excited.
Now, the human race in front of him is worthy of his killing.
And for the dignity of the barbarians, this person must die!
"Yes, you are quite strong. However, your performance ends here. I will use your blood to wash away everything!"
Looking at Ling Tian in the distance, Ao Jie sneered.
Although Ling Tian powerfully killed Crimson Blood, in his heart, Ling Tian was not his opponent.
What's more, Ling Tian has already fought once. The loss of vitality must be huge.
"I'm tired of hearing about this kind of work! If you want to kill me, just use all your strength and try."
Contrary to Ao Jie's expectation, Ling Tian was surprisingly calm.
But in his words, he was still unruly.
"It's just you? You're not worthy of my full strength. You can take three of my moves and then talk nonsense!"
Ao Jie looked up to the sky and sneered, shook his head, slowly raised the halberd in his hand and pointed it at Ling Tian.
"If you don't die after three attacks on you, then I will give you a chance to have a real fight with me!"
Arrogant!
If Ling Tian is inexplicably arrogant, then Ao Jie is arrogant to the core. Even though Ling Tian is at the height of his power, in his eyes, he is still not worth mentioning.
The entire Tianhe Mountain battlefield fell into silence.
No warrior from the Lingnan Sect Alliance laughed at Ao Jie's arrogance.
Just because he is Prince Aojie of golden blood, he has the capital to be arrogant.
"Really? That's the case, I'm also a little interested." Ling Tian smiled slightly and didn't make any movement, but the hand holding Yun Shou Qiang suddenly tightened.
He knew that the real decisive battle had arrived.
"I hope you can still be so arrogant when I step on you!"
After Ao Jie finished speaking, he stretched out a palm and patted it casually.
It seemed like an ordinary palm, but immediately after taking it, a terrifying aura burst out.
In the sky, a blue mist rolled up for no reason, and then a huge palm formed out of thin air, exuding a fierce aura.
This palm is impressively blessed with martial arts!
When this giant palm appeared out of thin air, the expressions of many people on the Tianhe Mountain battlefield changed drastically.
Ao Jie can perform martial arts!
The barbarians are already powerful, but now with the increase in martial arts, the power of this palm can be imagined!
Although I don't know what level this palm technique is, the aura contained in its palm light is really amazing.
Under the pressure of the big blue palm, the warriors below Biquan felt a sense of fear in their hearts and trembled all over.
Ling Tian's pupils shrank sharply, and Yun Chenqiang cut it off without hesitation.
"Thunder breaks the sky!"
The second killing move of the Thunder Sword Sutra, with all its strength, thunder bloomed.
A hundred-foot-long sword light, wrapped in lightning, collided with the giant palm in an instant.
"Boom!"
The space trembles, and the air flow oscillates and scatters.
For the first time, the two attacks were stagnant in mid-air.
But just a moment later, the sword energy flashing with thunder was destroyed by the giant palm and dispersed in the air.
Ling Tian's expression changed slightly, he took out a mysterious shield from his ring and held it above his head, resisting the sudden pressing palm light.
"Bang!"
In the loud noise, the green palm collapsed and the shield shattered.
Ling Tian's figure suddenly retreated, almost falling from the sky.
And his face also turned pale, without any blood.
"Too weak. I only used less than 30% of my strength. Are you so vulnerable?"
In the sky, Ao Jie stood tall, smiling, looking down at Ling Tian, like a king.
Less than 30%?
Ao Jie's arrogant words immediately shocked the entire Lingnan sect.
Only using 30% of his strength, Ling Tian, who had just killed Chi Xue, was so embarrassed that he was knocked back with a palm!
This barbarian with golden blood is so terrifying.
Or, is Ling Tian's power really borrowed from external forces, and is now ordinary?
At this time, Ling Tian below also had a solemn expression. This Ao Jie was indeed of golden blood, and was much stronger than he had imagined.
Although Jinglei Kaitian did not have knots and pure Yang fingers, with his current vitality and Yunqi Spear, the power was almost doubled, but it was shattered by the opponent's palm.
Yuwei, even the general Xuan Weapon Shield was not able to take it.
"It's boring, it's really boring. You are not as good as Yun Yang. I don't want to play anymore. I will kill you with 50% of the power of this palm!"