Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ten days later, the Human Race Wudao sect camp in front of Tianhe Mountain.

Daying stretches three hundred miles below Tianhe Mountain, and the number of Martial Artists has approached 500,000.

Among them, there are as many as two hundred golden Grandmasters. They have strong soldiers and strong horses. Above the camp, there is a general trend, like a mountain, like a long spear, condensed but not scattered, making people daunting.

Eight days ago, nearly 400,000 Barbarian Race troops were wiped out here, making the Tianhe Mountain at this time still like a bloody rain and muddy.

And this glorious battle of annihilating one million barbarians in total detonated the entire Yun Prefecture in an instant, and even the news was like a storm, spreading toward other state capitals.

Among them, a name is also deeply imprinted in people's hearts.

That is Purple Cloud Sect Ling Tian.

Not long ago, it was known as Yun Prefecture for sweeping the top three lists of Yun Prefecture Martial Dao. Now, this name has once again set off a huge wave, so that all Martial in Yun Prefecture Dao Aristocratic Family, Ling Tian's name will appear in all conversations after a meal.

Ling Tian, ​​who was born in a very young age and once a sword slave, has also become a spiritual role model for many humble and inferior Martial Artists.

In the past eight days, whether it is a Martial Artist convened by Great Sect, or a martial cultivator who has come to help Ling Tian’s fame, there are as many as more than 200,000, giving Lingnan the entire force. , Skyrocketing day by day.

In the Chinese military camp, a group of golden Grandmasters were drinking and chatting, chatting about the proud battle of the previous day. Let all the golden Grandmasters who failed to catch up, sigh and sigh, repeatedly complaining that they did not dare to make it.

The juniors who participated in the war also gathered together, laughing from ear to ear.

There is no other reason. This time, they have gained a battle that they have never dared to imagine.

When the war is over, these military exploits are enough to exchange massive resources and military posts.

A group of young juniors such as Zhang Kaifeng, Qin Shaoyang, Mu Tiezhu, etc., were sitting around the wine table on the open space of the camp, but they did not drink happily, nor were they gorge oneself. .

Uh, everyone is smoking and laughing everywhere.

Qin Shaoyang is even more exaggerated, lying on Ye Baoer's lap, wearing sunglasses, and smoking a cigarette, his face is dreamlike and ecstatic.

This smoke was originally only inhaled by Ling Tian, ​​but now Ling Tian’s every move is a benchmark, as it should be by rights will be imitated, and Zhang Kaifeng and the others have learned After smoking, I tasted the sweetness of the spirit smoke, and the spirit smoke was in the army, instantly becoming hot.

Even many golden grandmasters of sect will not hesitate to pull their faces down, begging Ling Tian to sell them some of this thing.

First, this thing is scarce. Take it out as a status symbol. It’s perfect to hold x. Second, the effect of this spirit smoke is extremely good, ten times that of ordinary incense!

But there was no way, Ling Tian's spirit smoke was only more than 10,000, and finally more than 5,000 were sent out to calm the storm.

Finally, the whole camp can touch the negative hand at will, and the golden body Grandmaster with the smoke pointing at the country and screaming at Fang Yao, it looks like Heaven and Earth are in them. Like in the hands.

However, Ye Baoer and other women seem to be unable to understand why these men like to smoke this thing. Otherwise, Ling Tian's inventory is definitely not enough.

However, they are not afraid of being robbed of the limelight, because a few of them have sunglasses that make all Martial Artists in the entire camp go crazy.

When Qin Mingyue, Xi Ruoxue and other women often show up wearing sunglasses, that must be the focus of all the audience's eyes, even those talented geniuses with cigarettes, the cigarettes are not stable!

So much so that countless slender, beautiful-looking various sects female disciples are just like madness, and they almost didn't swallow Ling Tian alive.

But there is really no way. The materials of the sunglasses are extremely scarce, and it is extremely difficult to refine them. In the end, only a few pairs were rushed out and they were robbed, and they almost didn't fight because of this.

Ling Tian also compelled to agree, and after the war was over, he began to refine the sunglasses in batches for everyone's needs.

At this moment, Ling Tian couldn’t help feeling that satisfying a woman’s desire is simply harder than annihilating the Barbarian Race...

"tsk tsk, let alone, this smoke When I first smoked, I didn’t get over the choking for a whole day, but I learned how to suck. It’s so cool. It’s used to assist cultivation. I feel like I’m about to enter the Peak..."

Qin Shaoyang inhaled all the last puff, lazily said.

"But Ling Tian can say, this thing is limited to two per day, too much is harmful to innate talent!"

Zhang Kaifeng collects the remaining smoke like a baby Entering the ring, looking towards Ye Fan, who was smoking quietly beside him, suddenly said, "Lao Ye, how many days have passed since this, the Barbarian Race in the ravine has been taken out and killed by us, so don't hide it, hurry up. Report, how many Barbarian Races did you kill? A good bet!"

These days, the young leaders of various sects who follow Ling Tian are screaming in secret, all wanting to gain combat merit. Come up and down, so it's the Barbarian Race that is miserable. Anyone who escapes and hides can't escape the capture of these people.

Everyone hearing this, they all looked towards Ye Fan. As a new golden body, a few of them are the strongest in battle strength.

"Uh..." Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then thought about it: "There are five barbarian races in one pattern, one hundred and twenty high-level Barbarian Races, and the rest is about three thousand. More!"

What Ye Fan said casually, he didn't seem to be very satisfied.

"haha, old Ye, the big brother is a little bit more than you!"

Zhang Kaifeng, hearing this, grinned.

"Yeah, how many Brother Feng did you kill? I also killed a savage general! The high-end Barbarian Race is also missing by more than 50, and the low-end Barbarian Race is exactly 900! "Qin Shaoyang has an oolong mace, and his battle strength is extremely outstanding in his realm.

"What are you blowing? Your savage general was not injured by the Ling Tian big brother's broken Yueyin, and then killed by you with a knife..." Ye Baoer curled his lips and was in Qin Shaoyang. He pinched his face.

"Hehe, don't you tell me if you see it through, Boa is the best..." Qin Shaoyang said with a smile.

Zhang Kaifeng proudly said: "I killed a total of six barbarians, one hundred and fifty high-level Barbarian Races, and the remaining mid-to-low-level ones are almost four thousand!"

It is true that Zhang Kaifeng's record is a bit more than that of Ye Fan, but it is not obvious.

"tsk tsk, this is what you two can do! It’s amazing to kill more than us, huh, don’t forget, the war is not over yet!"

Beside, Ji Wu Yan looked disdainful.

There has been no words. Bian Yujing, who was holding a pair of burgundy sunglasses and wiping it, couldn't bear to get a trace of dust, suddenly asked: "Then...Do you know that Ling Tian killed How many?"