Seven World Martial God

Rumble!

Outside the city of Wu Zhou, there soon sounded like thunder-like war drums, with fierce roars during the period. 【First Release】

Ye Tian could feel that a majestic murderous air swept the entire sky.

He hides his figure, stands on the city gate, looks at the opposing teams not far away, can't help but think of the words of the old man in his heart.

"Originally, the results of our two sides have won and lost. The overall situation is the same. No one can do nothing. Even because of the bravery of our Dayan people, we can often win."

"However, just two years ago, shortly after the Great Yan Supreme Ranking came to an end, our martial arts army lost more and less, and even this year, we have never won it once."

"This is because every time we fight, the Great Wei State will send a Wujun eighth-level young powerhouse to challenge our Wulin Army's strong people of the same level. And every time we can kill our strong people, it makes me Every time the party has not yet fought, he loses his morale first, and his combat effectiveness drops a lot, eventually losing to his opponent."

"The eighth-level young man of Wujun is called Sun Lingtian. It is said that he is one of the five great arrogances of this generation and the strongest young genius in the Great Wei Kingdom."

"It's a sigh that my Great Yan Nation has vast resources, and there is no young genius who can reach this level. Even those senior Wujun eighth-level powerhouses are no match for this Sun Lingtian."

"For two years, we have been fighting every other month, and so far we have lost a total of twenty-five Wujun eighth-level powerhouses."

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The old man is very unwilling and disappointed. He has lived in Wuzhou City all his life and has always admired the Wu Lin army very much. But since this period of time, the Wulin Army has been defeated again and again, which is chilling.

Above the city wall, there are few martial arts soldiers guarding here, Ye Tian hides his figure and restrains his aura, no one can find him.

Standing high here, naturally also looking far away, Ye Tian looked into his eyes. At this time, from the army of the Great Wei Kingdom, a familiar figure flew out. It was Sun Lingtian, one of the five great arrogances.

"This time, who is your martial arts army sent to fight?" High in the sky, Sun Lingtian with his hands on his back, his eyes full of arrogance, scanning the opposite group of martial arts army with disdain.

Although the martial arts army was murderous, and all of them were very brave, but when they saw Sun Lingtian, they couldn't help but shake their bodies and their morale dropped a lot.

This is really no way. In the past two years, Sun Lingtian beheaded more than 20 Wujun eighth-level powerhouses. His record was so brilliant that it shocked all the Wulin army.

Sun Lingtian has become a demon of the Wulin Army. If this demon is not eliminated, the Wulin Army will unconsciously lose morale as soon as he encounters him.

Originally, morale is a bit illusory, but it is different in China, especially when the two armies are fighting, the morale is often able to determine the victory or defeat of this battle. [More exciting novels, please visit]

"Haha, I think you have run out of the eighth level of Martial Lord? Forget it, if you continue to fight, your martial arts army will still fail. In the same level, no one in your Great Yan Nation can fight me. , When I am promoted to the ninth level of Wujun, you will also not find a ninth level of Wujun who fought with me. When facing our Great Wei Kingdom, your Great Yan Nation will always fall into failure."

In the sky, Sun Lingtian's arrogant and sarcastic laughs resounded.

The martial arts army was full of anger and their eyes were red. They wanted to rush to kill Sun Lingtian, but they knew that if they did so, they could only admit their failure and the failure of Great Yan Nation.

They may not care about personal honor, but they cannot care about the honor of Great Yan Nation.

"Little beasts are presumptuous, and the old man will meet you." With a loud roar, an old figure flew out of the martial arts army. He is wearing a battle armor, white beard and hair, dancing with the wind, with extraordinary momentum.

"General Wang!" The soldiers of the surrounding martial arts army suddenly became anxious, and they all let the old general down.

This old general was the only one of the eighth-level martial arts in the martial arts army. The other eighth-level martial arts had already been killed by Sun Lingtian.

"The old man has lived for hundreds of years, and he has lived enough."

"Since joining the Wulin Army, the old man has never bowed his head to anyone, let alone the idea of ​​surviving."

"In today's battle, even if the old man is defeated, he must use his blood to promote his country's prestige."

The old general's voice was very deep, and there was no persuasion from the audience. He slowly vacated into the air, exuding his powerful Wujun eighth level aura.

Suddenly a ninth-level martial artist rushed up from below. He grabbed the old general and said in a deep voice, "Old Wang, let me kill this little beast."

"If we do this, doesn't our Great Yan Nation admit that we are among the eighth-level martial artists of Martial Lord, and none of us can rival Great Wei State?"

"If you do this, can the inner demons of our martial arts army get rid of it?"

"If you do this, where is the honor of my Great Yan Nation?"

The old general said soundly, with a serious face and questioning.

The Wujun ninth-level expert was startled, and his face was full of sorrow.

"General Li, don’t worry, the old man believes that after death, our Great Yan Nation will sooner or later surpass Sun Lingtian's genius. Didn’t you hear about the previous Great Yan Supreme Ranking? An extraordinary genius. As long as he is given time, we will be able to find the shame today."

The old general rushed towards Sun Lingtian with an indomitable momentum.

All the martial arts soldiers who were left in place were full of grief.

They are unwilling, they are sad, they resent themselves, they can only watch the old general about to die tragically.

On the city wall, Ye Tian also watched this tragic scene in shock, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and he could not rush over in time. Moreover, the martial arts army does not know his identity. Once he rushes into the battlefield of both sides, he can only become a target for the two armies.

"Sun Lingtian!" Ye Tian's eyes flickered with a murderous look.

High in the sky, the old general exploded his martial spirit, raising his combat power to the extreme, like a doomsday firework, illuminating the bright sky of Wu Zhou City.

"Bastards of the Great Wei Kingdom, you will never want to step into our Great Yan Nation. Even if the last person in our Great Yan Nation is defeated, you will have to break your wolf legs."

The old general rushed towards him like a **** of war. He was invincible, and he overwhelmed Sun Lingtian and gained the upper hand.

At this moment, everyone in the martial arts army shouted the old general's prestige, cheering for him.

But Sun Lingtian is after all one of the five great arrogances, his strength is extremely powerful, not to mention the existence of invincible at Wujun's ninth level, that is not much difference.

Although the old general relied on his self-explosive spirit to temporarily gain the upper hand, he gradually became tired after a long time.

"Old guy, your time to die is up." Finally, when the old general's momentum was weak, Sun Lingtian broke out in time, grabbed the time, and pierced the void with a spear in his hand, piercing the old general's chest.

Suddenly, blood spattered, and everyone in the martial arts screamed mournfully.

The old general's body fell from the sky, like the last straw, overwhelming the morale of the martial arts army.

"In the same rank, none of your Great Yan Nation is my Sun Lingtian opponent." Sun Lingtian yelled to the sky, the power of the young Tianjiao was undoubtedly evident.

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

The soldiers of the Great Wei State roared together, their morale doubled, and their blood boiled, and their murderous aura was soaring.

"Kill!" Sun Lingtian shouted, and even commanded the battle, ordering a group of big Wei soldiers to kill the opposite Wulin army.

However, none of the soldiers of the Great Wei State opposed, they had already rushed out when Sun Lingtian pointed his spear.

In the Great Wei State, Sun Lingtian was the leader of the younger generation. In the Great Wei State's army, he was also given great power by the supreme leader of this army to command battle.

"Keep the formation, defend with all your strength, don't attack!" In the Wu Lin army, an order from a ninth-level Wujun expert came.

At this time, the morale of the martial arts army fell sharply, and if they rushed out to fight the army of the Great Wei State, they would only be defeated.

Only by defending can we preserve our strength. Even if we lose the battle, we won't lose much. This is the experience that the Wulin Army has summed up during this period.

However, the Wulin Army, which has always had strict military regulations, did not obey the orders of their superiors this time. They all rushed out with red eyes, fighting together with the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom.

"Vengeance for the old general!"

"I can die, but I can't retire."

"The old general can use his blood to promote the country's prestige, I am a soldier, am I still afraid of sacrifice?"

"Kill... kill one is enough, kill two to earn one."

"Long live the Wu Lin Army!"

"Long live Great Yan Nation!"

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The soldiers of the martial arts army, like crazy, with their last conviction, like moths fighting the fire, they kill forward.

Although their morale dropped, they used their own blood to make up for the reduced morale.

The so-called mourning soldiers will win, that's what I said.

The soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom suddenly discovered that the martial arts army opposite them seemed to have become fierce wolves.

"what happened?"

"Isn't their morale going down? How come they have become so fierce~www.readwn.com~ All the soldiers of the great Wei state suddenly became confused.

In the past two years, they have become accustomed to defeating the Wulin Army again and again. In their opinion, the Wulin Army is no longer worth mentioning, but they did not expect that today's Wulin Army would explode with such a powerful combat effectiveness.

They found that the martial arts soldiers in front of them were all crazy.

Even if the soldiers of the Wulin Army lost their weapons, they would use their teeth to kill the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom. They became real evil wolves, very vicious.

In the sky, Sun Lingtian looked at the battle below with gloomy eyes, his face was very ugly, and he didn't expect the martial arts army to burst out so bloody.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't worry, you killed their last Wujun at level 8 and stimulated their bloodliness. But as long as tomorrow, their bloodliness will disappear, and they will no longer belong to our Dawei team. Opponent." A Wujun ninth-level great Wei state powerhouse patted Sun Lingtian on the shoulder and comforted.

"Then tomorrow is the moment when Wu Zhou City falls." Sun Lingtian heard this, his eyes full of murderous aura.