Sword Master Ling Tian

This murderous intent was something that formed naturally. It was generated by killing. Obviously, the man who lost his life was holding countless lives.

This person is the head coach of Pingyao's army, the first warrior of Zhao Wuliang, Xin Wenli!

Although his cultivation is only in the early stage of the soul, his combat power is enough to match the coal in the middle stage of the soul. Very powerful.

However, Xin Wenli belongs to the line of Prince Rong, and he never interferes with the affairs of the Zhao family except in the military.

Ling Tian glanced at that Xin Wenli, and there was a violent general in his heart.

Generals of this level of combat power must have fought in all directions on the battlefield. The tyrannical combat power is definitely not comparable to the power of the primordial spirit who spends all day in retreat in Zhongzhou.

"Well, yes, the recruits recruited this time seem to have good strength. Wenzhuo, you have done a good job this time."

Xin Wenli glanced at the army and couldn't help nodding slightly.

"Haha, this is General Xin's good guidance, Wenzhuo, absolutely not greedy for merit."

Zhao Wenzhuo quickly declined.

"Hehe, I never play virtual, Xin Wenli, you did a good job, that's good. Okay, let's start the assessment, let me see, how are these people's combat power?"

Xin Wenli smiled and sat on the throne.

"Yes!"

Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly turned around and waved his big hand: "Today, it is the selection of the camp. You can compete for the position you want through the competition. You can speak with your strength. You have no eyes, and life and death are yours. If you are afraid, you can. Exit now!"

The voice is mighty, full of military domineering.

Those who heard it all looked at each other, thinking about it, that life and death still made many people jealous.

Therefore, when the voice falls, people continue to withdraw from the major ranks.

But the remaining warriors are still far more than the demand for positions.

"Okay, now, let's select the small leader of a thousand people, and I will randomly combine and compete with all the late-stage golden martial artists listed!"

The assessment began quickly, and the first thing to start was the small leader of the thousand-person level.

Although there were a large number of people, the losers were eliminated directly under the catch-and-match test, and they proceeded quickly.

Ling Tian has been chatting with Yi Zhongtian about the customs of Yunzhou.

For this assessment, it seems that he didn't care at all.

Speaking of Yangzhou, Ling Tian also asked Yangzhou Hou Shizi Nangongyan like Yi Zhongtian. Hearing the name of the latter, Yi Zhongtian's expression changed. He didn't seem to want to talk more about this person. Yes, waved his hand and didn't want to comment a word.

Ling Tian had no choice but to give up.

Soon after entering the camp, the appraisal reached the mid-stage of the law. There are 20 positions in total, each commanding 10,000 people, and it can be regarded as a powerful general.

But I don't know why, in this Jizhou military camp, it seems that few people take the brave general seriously, and only the brave general will dare to call himself a general.

Moreover, it is necessary to have real power.

Therefore, commanding ten thousand people can barely become a partial general.

This is different from the military rules that Ling Tian had contact with when he was in Lingnan. It seemed that everything had been upgraded to a higher level.

Later, Ling Tian also learned that the set of military merit awards in the army is imaginary. On the Mobei battlefield, there is a very realistic and standard criterion for determining the rank of the military, that is, combat strength and military performance. The number of soldiers.

In addition, the soldiers did not buy too much for the military positions set by the royal court.

Therefore, even if Ling Tian took out the seal of the general at this time, it would only make people laugh.

And entering the selection stage of these 10,000 generals is the real beginning of the camp assessment.

These ten thousand leaders will be the absolute main force of the army.

Ling Tian glanced around and found that there were more than 30 people in the queue at this time, and a dozen people had to be swept away.

Moreover, these twenty people have to be ranked, and it is also inevitable that they will fight.

Zhao Wenzhuo stood on the general stage, smiled at Wu Yunzhao next to him, and said: "Then, let’s start now. You can freely choose to fight, and the losers are eliminated. If there are more people in the future, I will randomly Arrange for a roll call!"

Zhao Wenzhuo's voice fell, and then the mid-stage Grand Master who had worked with Ling Tian before stepped out, flew onto the ring, pointed at Ling Tian, ​​and said: "Come on! This time, the military regulations can't protect you!"

Ling Tian's complexion was calm, and he had anticipated the current situation, but he didn't put it in his heart at all. A great master of Fa Xiang could easily defeat him.

But this person is so confident, he must have some hole cards.

Maybe there is a chance of winning against other warriors, but when he chooses to be an enemy of Ling Tian, ​​he is already doomed to a tragic end.

"Brother Huo, be careful, this guy doesn't seem to be that simple."

"He was brought by Wu Yunzhao. I heard that he is Wu Yunzhao's relative, and he has also been on the battlefield."

For Yi Zhongtian's kind reminder, Ling Tian smiled lightly, then walked out of the team, his expression calm.

Immediately, Ling Tian flew into the ring in the eyes of everyone.

Falling down steadily, Ling Tian stood with his hand in his hand, faintly looking at the warrior before him.

"Hey, I didn't expect it, you dared to do it right with my Wu family before, it was doomed to this day. You can die with peace of mind, I will never be merciful." The man whispered, and a ban was placed around the battlefield. He is not afraid of being heard.

Ling Tian raised his head, a hint of ridicule appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You are merciful, I'm afraid you are not qualified like you."

The face of this great Faxiang master instantly turned extremely ugly. He couldn't stand Ling Tian, ​​a leftist who puts no one in his eyes. "I want to see if you can still be so arrogant after I kill you. Go to hell!"

The words fell, this great master of Faxiang shot unexpectedly.

boom!

The strong black vitality wrapped his fist and blasted straight forward.

Obviously, this man was born in the army and had simple martial arts, but the victory lies in the simplicity and direct killing and decisiveness, coupled with the violent and fierce vitality of years of cultivation, the combat power that erupted was also extremely amazing.

In the middle stage of the Dhamma, it is definitely the top existence.

Before he shot at will, he did not use his full strength.

Especially at this moment, the great master of Faxiang shot instantly, and the aura that erupted from his body was soaring in an instant, and it was even close to the late stage of Faxiang!

Such a tyrannical aura broke out in an instant, and immediately attracted the eyes of countless recruits. Even the other members of the Zhongli team standing in the front line frowned slightly.

Because of this person's strength, it can already threaten them.

"Yun Zhao, it is said that Wu Sikai is your distant cousin. He used to be a general in Yanzhou. Now when I see him, it is really extraordinary. It is very good to have this kind of combat power in the middle stage of the law."

Zhao Wenzhuo smiled.