Chapter 312 Tragic

Rumble!

Outside the city of Wuzhou, there was a burst of drums sounding like thunder, mixed with fierce roars. [First release]

Ye Tian could feel a majestic and murderous aura sweeping across the entire sky.

He hid his figure, stood on the city gate, looked at the confronting two teams not far away, and couldn't help but think of the old man's words just now.

"Originally, the results of our two battles were both winning and losing. On the whole, it was even. No one can do anything to the other. Even because of the bravery of our Great Yan people, we can often win."

"However, just two years ago, shortly after the end of the Great Yan Supreme Ranking, our martial arts army lost more than they won, and even this year, we haven't won once."

"This is because, every time there is a battle, the Great Wei Kingdom will send a young strongman of the eighth level of the Martial Lord to challenge the strongmen of the same level in our Wulin Army. And every time we can kill our strongmen, so that we Every time Fang has not fought, he loses morale first, so his combat effectiveness drops a lot, and he eventually loses to the opponent."

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

"It's a pity that my Dayan Kingdom has a vast land and resources, and there is no young genius who can reach such a level. Even those who are strong at the eighth level of the old Martial Lords are no match for this Sun Lingtian."

"For two years, we have fought every other month, and a total of twenty-five warriors at the eighth level of the Martial Lord have fallen so far."

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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 Wulin Army. But during this period of time, the Wulin army has been defeated one after another, which is chilling.

On the city wall, there are a small number of martial arts troops guarding here. Ye Tian hides his body and restrains his breath, so no one can find him.

Standing high here, one can naturally see far away. As Ye Tian looked at it, a familiar figure flew out from the army of the Great Wei Kingdom. It was Sun Lingtian, one of the five great talents.

"This time, who will your Wulin army send to fight?" High in the sky, Sun Lingtian had his hands behind his back, his eyes full of arrogance, and he scanned the group of Wulin army opposite him with disdain.

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

There is really no way,

In the past two years, Sun Lingtian killed more than 20 martial arts army eighth-level powerhouses, and his record was very brilliant, which shocked the entire martial arts army.

Sun Lingtian has become a demon of the martial arts army. If this demon is not eliminated, once the martial arts army encounters him, their morale will drop unconsciously.

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

"Haha, I think you have used up all eight levels of Martial Lords? Forget it, if you continue to fight, your martial arts army will still fail. Among the same ranks, there is no one in your Great Yan Kingdom who can fight me , When I am promoted to the ninth level of Martial Lord, you will also not be able to find a ninth level of Martial Lord to fight with me, and when your Great Yan Kingdom faces our Great Wei Kingdom, you will always fall into failure."

Sun Lingtian's arrogant and mocking laughter resounded in the sky.

All the martial arts soldiers were full of anger and their eyes were red. They wanted to rush up and kill Sun Lingtian, but they knew that doing so would only allow them to admit their failure and the failure of Dayan Kingdom.

They may not care about personal honor, but they cannot but care about Dayan Kingdom's honor.

"You little bastard, 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, with a white beard and hair, dancing with the wind, with extraordinary momentum.

"Old General Wang!" The surrounding soldiers of the Wulin Army became anxious all of a sudden, and they all called out for the old general to come down.

This Old General Wang is the only remaining eighth-level Wujun in the martial arts army. The other eighth-level Wujuns have already been killed by Sun Lingtian.

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

"Since I joined the martial arts army, the old man has never bowed his head to others, and he has no thought of trying to survive."

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

The old general's voice was very deep, and he didn't listen to the persuasion of the crowd. He slowly flew into the air, exuding his powerful eighth-level aura of Wujun.

Suddenly a ninth-level Wujun strongman rushed up from below, he grabbed the old general, and said in a deep voice: "Old king, let me kill this little beast."

"If we do this, wouldn't our Great Yan Kingdom admit that none of us among the warriors at the eighth level of the Martial Lord can defeat the Great Wei Kingdom?"

"If we do this, can the demons of our martial arts army be eliminated?"

"If you do this, where is the honor of our Great Yan Kingdom?"

The old general said in a clang-clang voice, with a serious face, asking questions one after another.

The ninth-level Martial Lord was stunned, and then his face was full of sadness.

"General Li, don't worry, I believe even if I die, sooner or later there will be a genius surpassing Sun Lingtian in Dayan Kingdom. Didn't you hear about the last Dayan Supreme Ranking? Our Dayan Kingdom has a genius." A peerless genius. As long as he is given time, we will definitely get back the shame of today."

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

The martial arts soldiers who stayed behind were all saddened.

They were unwilling, they were sad, they resented themselves, they could only watch helplessly as the old general was about to die tragically.

On the city wall, Ye Tian also watched this tragic scene in shock, but unfortunately the distance was too far for him to catch up in time. Moreover, the martial arts army did not know his identity. Once he rushed into the battlefield of both sides, he would only become a target for the armies of both sides.

"Sun Lingtian!" Ye Tian's eyes flickered coldly, his face full of murderous intent.

High in the sky, the old general exploded his martial soul, 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 even think about stepping into the territory of our Great Yan Kingdom. Even if you fight to the last person in our Great Yan Kingdom, you will break your wolf legs."

The old general rushed forward, like a god of war, he was invincible, and he actually overwhelmed Sun Lingtian and gained the upper hand.

At this moment, everyone in the Wulin Army shouted the name of the old general and cheered for him.

But Sun Lingtian is one of the five great talents after all, and his strength is extremely powerful, not to mention the existence of invincibility at the ninth level of Martial Lord, it is not much worse.

Although the old general gained the upper hand temporarily by relying on his self-detonating martial soul, after a long time, he gradually showed signs of fatigue.

"Old fellow, your time of death has come." Finally, when the old general's aura weakened, Sun Lingtian broke out in time, seized the time, pierced the void with a long spear in his hand, and charged into the old general's chest.

Immediately, blood spattered, and everyone in the Wulin Army cried out in mourning.

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

"Among the same ranks, none of you in the Great Yan Kingdom is my opponent." Sun Lingtian raised his head to the sky and roared, the power of the young Tianjiao was clearly evident.

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

The soldiers of the Great Wei State roared in unison, their morale doubled, their blood boiled with murderous aura.

"Kill!" Sun Lingtian yelled, and even directed the battle, ordering a group of Wei soldiers to kill the Wulin army on the opposite side.

However, none of the soldiers of the Great Wei State objected, and they rushed out when Sun Lingtian pointed his spear.

In the Great Wei Kingdom, Sun Lingtian was the leader of the younger generation. In the Great Wei Kingdom's army, he was also given great authority by the supreme leader of the army to command battles.

"Keep the formation, defend with all your strength, and don't attack!" An order from a ninth-level Martial Lord came from the martial arts army.

At this time, the morale of the martial arts army plummeted. If they rushed out to fight the army of the Great Wei State, they would only suffer a crushing defeat.

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

However, the martial arts army, which has always been strict in military discipline, did not obey the orders of their superiors this time. They rushed out with red eyes one by one, fighting with the soldiers of the Great Wei State.

"Revenge for the old general!"

"I can die, but I can't retreat anymore."

"The old general can show the country's prestige with blood, but I am a small soldier, am I still afraid of sacrifice?"

"Kill... kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one."

"Long live the Wulin Army!"

"Long live the Great Yan Kingdom!"

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A group of soldiers of the martial arts army seemed to be crazy, and with their last beliefs, they rushed forward like moths to a flame.

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

The so-called mourning soldiers must win, that's what they said.

The soldiers of the Great Wei State suddenly found that the Wulin army facing them seemed to have turned into ferocious wolves, and the ones who were killed were retreating steadily.

"what happened?"

"Didn't their morale drop? Why did they become so fierce?"

All the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom were stunned.

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

They found that the martial arts army 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 State. They turned into real wolves, very vicious.

In the sky, Sun Lingtian watched the battle below with gloomy eyes, his face was very ugly, he did not expect that the Wulin Army would be so bloody.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't worry, you killed their last Martial Lord at the eighth level, which stimulated their blood. But as soon as tomorrow, their blood will disappear, and then they will no longer be our Great Wei**** The team's opponent." A strong man from the Great Wei Kingdom at the ninth level of Wujun patted Sun Lingtian on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Then tomorrow is the moment when Wuzhou City falls." Hearing this, Sun Lingtian's eyes were full of murderous intent.