The War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens
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Bang out!
Inside Duan Ling Tian's body, Origin Energy invaded and broke through the final bottleneck …
A goldfish jumped over the dragon gate and instantly turned into a dragon!
At the exact moment that Origin Energy charged through the bottleneck, Duan Ling Tian's body instantly underwent an earth-shattering change …
Duan Ling Tian opened his eyes and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I have broken through!
The fourth level of the Core Formation Stage!
In these past three months, Duan Ling Tian had never stopped cultivating while he was traveling to the Imperial City, and the facts would prove that his hard work was not in vain!
"I can exert the power of 11 ancient mammoths without using spirit weapons on my current strength …. It was comparable to an ordinary level eight Core Formation martial artist! After I complete the fourth level Core Formation Stage, forging the flesh body for the Raging Python "Form, I will gain the power of other ancient mammoths. That would make me possess strength comparable to a ninth level Core Formation martial artist!" Duan Ling Tian's eyes twinkled with a bright light.
"Mr Ling Xing, we will meet soon, and at that time, what you gave me, give Ke Er, give Li Xuan, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times ! "
After breaking through, Duan Ling Tian's mood was ecstatic, but only when he raised his head to look did he realize that his mother was still cultivating, and the girls, Li Fei and Ke Er, were both sleeping.
“These two little girls may be really tired.” A thin smile appeared at the corner of Duan Ling Tian's mouth and his eyes were filled with gentleness. She planned to use her entire life to protect these two girls and let them become the happiest women in this world.
This was a promise he made to himself that would not change throughout his life.
Duan Ling Tian opened the curtains of the carriage and looked into the distance …. During this journey, they encountered some senseless bandits; however, no bandits could rob and kill them; instead, they were killed by Xiong Quan.
Duan Ling Tian felt very comfortable with Xiong Quan in the surroundings, and after a while, he felt a little tired and fell asleep.
Before long, Duan Ling Tian was jolted awake by the sound of horse hooves being trampled towards them. These sounds came from three horses that had speeds far above the speed that ordinary horses had…
"Three Ferghana Horses?" The sound of the horse was getting closer and closer. Duan Ling Tian lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked back. What he saw made his eyebrows twitch.
Soon, he clearly saw the face of one of the three figures.
Yu Xiang's!
"The Yu Clan's movements are very fast." Duan Ling Tian's eyes turned cold as he closed the curtains of the carriage. He did not bother his mother or Ke Er and Li Fei when he opened the carriage door and sat down beside Xiong Quan. "Xiong Quan, the three people behind came for me. Stop the wagon on the side and let's deal with them."
“Ya, my uncle.” Xiong Quan nodded and stopped the wagon on the side of the road before following Duan Ling Tian and running to the back of the wagon.
Neigh!
Neighbors near ~
. . .
The three Ferghana Horses stopped in front of Duan Ling Tian. On their bodies was sweat that looked like fresh blood, and under the burning sunlight, it gleamed with an evil light.
A young man on top of one of the Ferghana Horses looked at Duan Ling Tian coldly as he sneered, "Duan Ling Tian, you know that you cannot escape death, you know that you cannot escape death, so you came to seek your own destruction? Whahuh? Hoping to use this to beg us to save your family? "
“Yu Xiang, you are still as arrogant as ever.” Duan Ling Tian looked at Yu Xiang and spoke in an indifferent tone. His gaze never fell on Yu Xiang. Instead, it came down to the other two people.
Old man and middle-aged man.
Once a martial artist was above the Core Formation Stage, his cultivation was not something that could be easily seen, but Duan Ling Tian inherited the memories of the Rebirth Martial Emperor, and by relying on the memories of the Martial Emperor's Rebirth, he was vaguely able to find out that the middle-aged man was an Origin Core martial artist, and that old man, was, on the other hand, was a Nascent Soul martial artist …
The strength of this old man was not slightly inferior to the He Clan's Supreme Elder of Aqua Mist City, He Zu Dao.
"Huh! Duan Ling Tian, you are still stubborn even when you are about to die! I will tell you here now, even if you come and seek death, I will still not spare your family. As long as it is because of someone related to you, then they will die! " Seeing Duan Ling Tian ignore him caused Yu Xiang to be furious.
"What did you say?" Duan Ling Tian's face sank and his gaze turned slightly cold. A terrifying killing intent swept over Yu Xiang.
Threatening her family is taboo to her!
Yu Xiang's expression became extremely pale and his body began to tremble when he was suddenly enveloped by this killing intent, and he actually fell off his horse in a sorry state …
"Hmm?" The old man, or the Great Elder of the Yu Clan, Yu Hui, glanced at Duan Ling Tian with a slightly surprised look.
Such killing intent …. Even he, who had killed to go his way of life until now, had yet to develop a killing intent of this level. This young man around the age of 17 was no ordinary person!
"You're looking to die!" Yu Li's face sank as his feet stomped on the body of the Ferghana Horse. He launched himself like a rocket towards Duan Ling Tian, then he smashed his palm that was swept away by the strong wind towards him, causing the sound of air explosions to echo out. "Duan Ling Tian, you killed my son, Yu Hong. Today is the day you die!"
"Yu Hong?" Duan Ling Tian's eyes flickered as he reached an understanding. So this man was Yu Hong's father.
When he saw the 110 silhouettes of ancient mammoths above Yu Li, Duan Ling Tian thought in his heart, "This strength of Yu Li is not bad; he was actually cultivating to the eighth level of the Origin Core Stage."
"But this is a little bit of power …"
"You dare disrespect my liar? Die!" Xiong Quan shouted explosively. As he instantly flashed to intercept Yu Li, 100 gigantic black shadows appeared above him …
"Huh! A level seven Origin Core martial artist who dares to dare in front of me? I'll kill you first!" Yu Li looked on with disdain as he sneered, and his approaching palm with incredible momentum was suffused with Origin Energy as it exploded towards Xiong Quan.
Whooshing sound!
However, in this instant, the 100 gigantic black shadows above Xiong Quan instantly became 200!
"No!!" Seeing this scene caused the ridicule in the corner of Yu Li's mouth to completely freeze, and his eyes contained terror.
He would never have thought that Xiong Quan was actually a Nascent Soul martial artist, because 200 ancient mammoths were something that only a martial artist above the first level of the Nascent Soul Stage was able to condense.
He wanted to stop his attack, but he realized that it was too late, because the entire strength within him had been fully poured into this palm strike and was now hard to pull.
"Stay in your hands!" Yu Hui's expression changed, as he never imagined that Xiong Quan would hide his strength, and his body quickly darted in an attempt to save Yu Li. On it, 300 silhouettes of ancient mammoths condensed into shapes!
"The second level of the Nascent Soul Stage!" Duan Ling Tian's eyes flickered when he saw Yu Hui attacking, but he remained unaffected.
Whooshing sound!
A three-foot-tall knife suddenly appeared in Xiong Quan's hands and whistled out instantly past Yu Li's throat. After successfully completing his attack, Xiong Quan again stood in front of Duan Ling Tian and protected him.
Yu Hui grabbed onto Yu Li's body only to notice that blood was rushing from Yu Li's throat, then Yu Li struggled for a while and lost all signs of life …
"Second Elder!" Yu Hui's expression turned grim, as the middle-aged man in his hands was not only the second elder of the Yu Clan, he was the younger brother of the Patriarch. Now that Yu Li had died in front of him, how would he go back and explain it to the Patriarch?
From the moment Xiong Quan exerted the strength of a Nascent Soul martial artist, Yu Xiang was completely shocked. Now that he saw Yu Li's death, his expression became extremely pale. He pounced forward and constantly shook Yu Li's corpse. It was as if he did not want to believe that all of this was real. "Dad! Daddy's! …"
Yu Hui put down Yu Li's corpse and stepped towards Duan Ling Tian and Xiong Quan while staring at them with a cold and indifferent gaze.
"Today, even if you were at the first level of the Nascent Soul Stage, you would still die for sure! And you, Duan Ling Tian, after I kill him, I will not kill you .. I will arrest you and give you to be dealt with by Yu Xiang! " Yu Hui's cold and indifferent voice sounded as his cold gaze flashed past Xiong Quan before descending onto Duan Ling Tian.
"Mr Ling Tian, I will let you see with your own two eyes how I cut the flesh from your body little by little. I want you to feel that life is worse than death!" After hearing what Yu Hui said, Yu Xiang looked at Duan Ling Tian with a gaze that exuded a cruel gaze.
Duan Ling Tian's face sank. "Then it will depend on whether this old goat is able to meet your expectations."
Whooshing sound!
Yu Hui moved. His speed was so fast that Duan Ling Tian, at his current cultivation level, was unable to catch a glimpse of Yu Hui, it seemed to be able to easily see through Yu Hui's existence as she directly intercepted Yu Hui.
"A mere first-rate Nascent Soul martial artist, die!" Yu Hui's figure appeared as he shouted coldly, and in his hand, a narrow sword that was as thin as a cricket wing appeared suddenly before whistling in the air as it hit Xiong Quan!
The sword light radiated, and under the scorching sunlight, it flickered with a brilliant gleam …
"Eighth Grade Spirit Weapon!" Duan Ling Tian's gaze flickered as he realized the level of the spirit weapon in Yu Hui's hand.
Meanwhile, beside the 300 silhouettes of ancient mammoths above Yu Hui, another 60 silhouettes of ancient mammoths appeared. This was a power reinforced by spirit weapons!
An Eighth Grade Spirit Weapon provided 20% reinforcement%!
Om!
Yu Hui's martial skill was incredible, as it perfectly revealed all of his strength, and his attacks moved like shadows to envelop Xiong Quan.
“Your martial skills are not bad, but unfortunately, you met me.” Xiong Quan did not dodge when faced with Yu Hui's incredible sword attack, and the three-foot-long blade in his hand shot out to intercept the attack.
"Too exaggerating yourself!" A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Hui's mouth.
However, in a short period of time, his expression completely changed …
What's he looking at?
Right at the moment when Xiong Quan attacked, the 200 ancient mammoth silhouettes on it instantly became 400 ancient mammoth silhouettes …
The third level of the Nascent Soul Stage!
And this isn't even the end. As the spirit sword in Xiong Quan's hand trembled, its power was completely revealed. In addition to the 400 silhouettes of ancient mammoths, the 100 silhouettes of ancient mammoths were condensed into shapes …
The amplification of spirit weapons was close to 30%!
The strength of over 500 ancient mammoths against the power of nearly 360 ancient mammoths, both of them were completely not on the same level, so the results were easily determined.
Clangs!
A Seven Grade Spirit Weapon, a three foot high sword, flashed swiftly as it cut through the Eighth Grade Spirit Weapon, a narrow sword, in half, and without losing any momentum continued to descend upon Yu Hui's head …
Yu Hui had only one thought before his death: "The third level of the Nascent Soul Stage …"
Yu Hui's severed head that flew when his eyes were wide open, seemed to say that even until the moment of death, he had never imagined that Xiong Quan would have such power …
"Grand Elder .. No, no way! No way! I must be dreaming, I must!" The scene in front of him caused Yu Xiang's eyes to appear like they were about to split apart, and his expression was extremely unsightly! He muttered desperately while extending his hand to pinch his own thigh …
