Seven World Martial God Chapter 312: tragic and strong

Boom!

Outside the city of Wu Zhou, there soon sounded like thunder-like war drums, with fierce roars in the meantime. [First Release]

Ye Tian could feel that a majestic murderous air swept the entire sky.

He hides his figure, stands on the city gate, looks at the opposing teams not far away, can't help but think of the words of the old man in his heart.

"Originally, the results of our two sides were both wins and losses. The overall situation was the same. No one can do anything about it. Even because of our bravery, we often win."

"However, just two years ago, shortly after the Great Yan Supreme Ranking came to an end, our martial arts army lost more and less victory. Even this year, we have never won it once."

"This is because every time we fight, the Great Wei State will send a Wujun eighth-level young powerhouse to challenge our martial arts army's strong people of the same level. And every time we can kill our powerhouse , So that every time we have not yet fought, we lose morale first, so our combat effectiveness drops a lot, and we eventually lose to the opponent."

"The eighth-level young man of Wujun, named Sun Lingtian, is said to be one of the five great arrogances of this generation, and the strongest young genius in the Great Wei Kingdom."

"It's a sigh that I have a vast land and resources in the Great Yan Country. There is no young genius who can reach this level. Even those old Wujun eighth-level powerhouses are no match for this Sun Lingtian."

"It has been two years, and we fight every other month. So far, we have lost a total of twenty-five Wujun eighth-level powerhouses."

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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 Wu Lin army very much. But since this period of time, the Wulin Army has been defeated again and again, which is chilling.

On the city wall, there are few martial arts soldiers guarding here. Ye Tian hides his figure and restrains his aura, no one can find him.

Standing high here, naturally you can see far. Ye Tian looked at him. At this time, from the army of the Great Wei Kingdom, a familiar figure flew out. It was Sun Lingtian, one of the five great arrogances.

"This time, who is your martial arts army sent to fight?" High in the sky, Sun Lingtian carried his hands on his back, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he scanned the opposite group of martial arts army with disdain.

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

This is really no way. In the past two years, Sun Lingtian beheaded more than 20 Wujun eighth-level strongmen. His record was so brilliant that it shocked the martial arts army.

Sun Lingtian has already become a demon of the martial arts army. If this demon is not eliminated, the martial arts army will unconsciously lose morale when they encounter him.

Initially, morale is a bit illusory, but it is different in China, especially in the battle between the two armies. The morale can often determine the victory or defeat of this battle. [More exciting novels, please visit]

"Haha, I think your Wujun eighth level is all used up, right? Forget it, if you continue to fight, your martial arts army will still fail. In the same level, there is no one in your Great Yan Nation who can compete with I fought, and when I was promoted to the ninth level of Wujun, you also couldn't find a ninth level of Wujun who fought with me. When facing our Great Wei Kingdom, your Great Yan Nation will always fall into failure."

In the sky, Sun Lingtian's arrogant and mocking laughter was resounding.

A group of martial arts soldiers were full of anger and their eyes were red. They wanted to rush to kill Sun Lingtian, but they knew that if they did so, they could only admit their failure and the failure of Great Yan Nation.

They can not care about personal honor, but they can't care about the honor of Great Yan Nation.

"The little beast is presumptuous, 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, white beard and hair, dancing with the wind, with extraordinary momentum.

"Old General Wang!" The soldiers of the surrounding martial arts army suddenly became anxious, and they all let the old general down.

This old general is the only one of the eighth rank martial arts in the martial arts army, and the other eighth ranks have been killed by Sun Lingtian.

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

"Since joining the Wulin Army, the old man has never bowed his head to others, let alone the idea of ​​surviving."

"In today's battle, even if the old man is defeated, he must use his blood to promote his country's power."

The old general's voice was very deep, and there was no persuasion from the audience. He slowly vacated into the air, exuding his powerful Wujun eighth level aura.

Suddenly a ninth-level martial master rushed up from below. He grabbed the old general and said in a deep voice: "Pharaoh, let me kill this little beast."

"If we do this, wouldn't our Great Yan Nation admit that we are among the eighth-level martial artists of Wujun, none of us can rival Great Wei?"

"If we do this, can the inner demons of our martial arts army get rid of it?"

"If you do this, where is the honor of my Great Yan Nation?"

The old general said soundly, with a serious face and questioning.

The ninth-level Wujun was startled, and his face was full of sorrow.

"General Li, don’t worry, the old man believes that when he dies, there will be a genius who surpasses Sun Lingtian sooner or later in Great Yan Nation. Haven’t you heard of the previous Great Yan Supreme Ranking? He is an extraordinary genius. As long as he is given time, we will be able to find the shame today."

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

The martial arts army who stayed in place were full of grief.

They are unwilling, they are sad, they resent themselves, they can only watch the old general about to die tragically.

Ye Tian also watched this tragic scene in shock on the wall of the city. Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and he couldn't make it over in time. Moreover, the martial arts army does not know his identity. Once he rushes into the battlefield of both sides, he can only become a target for the two armies.

"Sun Lingtian!" Ye Tian's eyes flickered with a murderous look.

High in the sky, the old general exploded his martial spirit, raising his combat power to the extreme, like a doomsday firework, illuminating the bright sky of Wuzhou City.

"Bad sons of the Great Wei Kingdom, you will never want to step into our Great Yan Nation. Even if the last person in our Great Yan Nation is defeated, you will have to break your wolf legs."

The old general rushed towards him like a **** of war. He was invincible, and he even overpowered Sun Lingtian and gained the upper hand.

At this moment, everyone in the martial arts army shouted the prestige of the old general and cheered for him.

But after all, Sun Lingtian is one of the five great arrogances, and his strength is extremely powerful, not to mention the invincible existence at Wujun's ninth level, that is not much difference.

Although the old general temporarily gained the upper hand with his self-explosive spirit, he gradually became tired after a long time.

"Old guy, your time to die is up." Finally, when the old general's momentum was weak, Sun Lingtian broke out in time, grabbed the time, and pierced the void with a long spear in his hand, and pierced through the old general's chest.

Suddenly, blood spattered, and everyone in the martial arts army screamed mournfully.

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

"In the same rank, none of your Great Yan Nation is my Sun Lingtian opponent." Sun Lingtian roared to the sky, the power of the young Tianjiao was undoubtedly evident.

"Mighty!"

"Mighty!"

The soldiers of the Great Wei State roared together, their morale doubled, and their blood boiled over, and their murderous aura was soaring.

"Kill!" Sun Lingtian yelled and commanded the battle, ordering a group of great Wei soldiers to kill the opposite Wulin army.

However, none of the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom opposed. They had already rushed out when Sun Lingtian pointed his spear.

In the Great Wei State, Sun Lingtian was the leader of the younger generation. In the Great Wei State's army, he was also given great power by the highest leader of this army to command battles.

"Keep the formation, defend with all your strength, don't attack!" In the martial arts army, an order from a ninth-level martial master came.

At this time, the morale of the martial arts army fell sharply. If you rush out and fight the army of the Great Wei State, you will only be defeated.

Only defense can preserve strength. Even if you lose a battle, you will not 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 regulations, did not obey the orders of their superiors this time. They all rushed out with red eyes, fighting together with the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom.

"Vengeance for the old general!"

"I can die, but I can't retire."

"The old general can use his blood to raise his country's prestige. As a soldier, am I still afraid of sacrifice?"

"Kill... kill one is enough, kill two to earn one."

"Long live the martial arts army!"

"Long live the Great Yan Nation!"

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A group of soldiers of the martial arts army, like crazy, with their last conviction, like moths fighting a fire, they kill forward.

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

The so-called mourning soldiers will win, that's what I said.

The soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom suddenly discovered that the martial arts army opposite them seemed to have turned into fierce wolves, slain in defeat.

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't their morale drop? How come they have become so ferocious~IndoMTL.com~All the soldiers of the Great Wei Kingdom suddenly became confused.

In the past two years, they have become accustomed to defeating the Wulin Army again and again. In their opinion, the Wulin Army is no longer worth mentioning, but they did not expect that today's Wulin Army would have burst out with such a powerful combat effectiveness.

They found that the martial arts soldiers 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 Kingdom. They became real evil wolves, very vicious.

In the sky, Sun Lingtian looked at the battle below with gloomy eyes, his face was very ugly, and he didn't expect the martial arts army to burst out so bloody.

"Ling Tian, ​​don’t worry, you killed their last Wujun at level 8 and stimulated their bloodliness. But as long as tomorrow, their bloodliness will disappear, and they will no longer be ours. The opponent of Team Wei." A powerful ninth-level Wujun, patted Sun Lingtian on the shoulder, and comforted.

"Then tomorrow is the moment when Wu Zhou City falls." Sun Lingtian heard this, his eyes full of murderous aura.