Sword Master Ling Tian

Ten days later, the human martial arts sect camp in front of Tianhe Mountain.

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

Among them, there are as many as two hundred golden masters, strong soldiers and strong horses, and above the big camp, there is a general trend, like a mountain, like a spear, condensed but not scattered, making people daunting.

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

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

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

That is Ziyunzong Lingtian.

Not long ago, Yunzhou was famous for sweeping the top three rankings of Yunzhou Budo. Now, this name has once again set off a big wave, so that all the martial arts families in Yunzhou will have talks after dinner. Ling Tian's name.

And Ling Tian, ​​who was born in a very young age and once a sword slave, has also become a spiritual example for many humble and inferior warriors.

In the past eight days, whether it was the martial artist summoned by the major sects, or the casual martial artist who came to help Ling Tian's fame, there were as many as more than 200,000, making Lingnan's entire military strength skyrocketing day by day.

In the Chinese army camp, a group of golden masters were drinking and chatting, chatting about the proud battle of the previous day. Let all the golden masters who failed to catch up, sigh and sigh, repeatedly complaining that they didn't dare to go.

And all the juniors who participated in the war gathered together, laughing from ear to ear.

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

When the war is over, these military exploits can be exchanged for massive resources and military posts.

A group of young people like Zhang Kaifeng, Qin Shaoyang, Mu Tiezhu, etc., sat around the wine table on the open space of the big camp, but they did not drink happily, nor did they feast on them, but one by one...

Uh, one by one is smoking a cigarette, laughing wildly everywhere.

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

Ling Tian was the only one who smoked this smoke originally, but now Ling Tian’s every move is like a benchmark, and of course it will be imitated. After Zhang Kaifeng and others learned to smoke, they tasted the sweetness of this smoke. The smoke was in the army, and it burst into flames instantly.

Even many golden body masters of the sect did not hesitate to pull their faces down, begging Ling Tian to sell them some of this.

On the one hand, this thing is scarce, take it out, it is a symbol of status, it is perfect to hold x, and on the other hand, the effect of this spirit smoke is extremely good, ten times that of ordinary incense!

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

In the end, the whole big camp can touch the negative hand at will, and the golden body master with the smoke pointing at the country and slamming Fang Yao, it looks like the world is in their hands.

However, Ye Baoer and other women seemed 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 at all, because a few of them have sunglasses that make all the warriors in the entire camp go crazy.

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

As a result, countless slender, pretty female disciples of various schools were like crazy demons, and they almost didn't swallow Ling Tiansheng alive.

But there is 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 but sigh, satisfying a woman's desire is simply harder than annihilating a barbarian...

"Tsk tusk, let’s not say, when this smoke was first smoked, I didn’t relieve the choking for a day, but this learned how to breathe, it’s so cool, it’s used to aid cultivation, and I feel like I’m about to enter the peak of my soul. ..."

Qin Shaoyang inhaled all the last puff and said lazily.

"But Ling Tian can say, this thing is limited to two per day, and more is harmful to talent!"

Zhang Kaifeng took the remaining cigarette into the ring like a baby, looked at Ye Fan, who was smoking quietly, and suddenly said, "Lao Ye, how many days have passed since this, the barbarians in the ravine were all taken out and killed by us. Now, don’t hide and tuck it, and report quickly, how many barbarians you have killed? A good bet!"

These days, the young leaders of the various factions who followed Ling Tian are screaming in secret, wanting to go up and down in battle, so it is the barbarians who are miserable. Anyone who escapes and hides will not be able to escape the capture of these people. .

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at Ye Fan. As the new golden body, they were the most powerful ones.

"Uh..." Ye Fan pondered for a moment, then thought about it: "There are five barbarians in one pattern, 120 high-level barbarians, and the rest, there are probably more than 3,000!"

Ye Fan said it was an understatement, and he didn't seem to be very satisfied.

"Haha, Lao Ye, my brother is a bit more than you!"

Zhang Kaifeng grinned when he heard the words.

"Hey, how many did you kill, Brother Feng? I also killed a savage general! There are also more than fifty high-level barbarians, and there are exactly nine hundred middle and low-level barbarians!" The strength is also extremely outstanding in the realm of condensed soul.

"What are you blowing? Your savage general was not injured by Ling Tian's broken Yueyin, and then killed by your mending knife..." Ye Baoer curled his lips and pinched Qin Shaoyang's face.

"Hey, don't you tell me if you see it through, Bo'er is the most powerful..." Qin Shaoyang said with a humble smile.

Zhang Kaifeng proudly said: "I killed six barbarians in total, one hundred and fifty high-level barbarians, and the remaining middle and low-level ones are almost four thousand!"

Indeed, Zhang Kaifeng's record is a bit more than Ye Fan, but it is not obvious.

"Tsk tusk, this will give you two things! It's amazing to kill more than us, huh, don't forget, the war is not over yet!"

Beside, Ji Wuyan looked disdainful.

Bian Yujing, who could not bear to be stained with dust, suddenly said, "Then... do you know how many of them Ling Tian killed?"