One person rushed towards more than two thousand powerhouses, and those powerhouses who were preparing to attack the Fengluo Pavilion Mountain Protection Array couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and they all cast puzzled glances at Ling Aotian.

Is this young man crazy? Those Destruction powerhouses all looked at Ling Aotian who was slowly approaching them in a bit of a daze, and couldn't understand why this young man would make such a crazy move.

"Kill!" a loud shout broke the silence, and several Destruction powerhouses rushed towards Ling Aotian.

A cold smile appeared on Ling Aotian's face, and the remnant sword in his hand was slowly raised.

"Ling Aotian, he is Ling Aotian!" When he saw the rusty remnant sword in Ling Aotian's hand, there was an exclamation from among the Destruction Strongmen, and then, the few powerhouses who rushed forward stumbled backwards as if they had seen a ghost.

"Array, attack!" With a shout, more than two thousand Destruction powerhouses moved, and in a short time, they formed a strange formation.

Ling Aotian's gaze swept over that formation, and he found that there were many powerhouses in the past two days, standing in twelve different directions.

Sure enough, it had something to do with the Twelve Demon Venerables! Ling Aotian instantly thought of a possibility.

At this moment, the few strong men who rushed out also returned to the army of the strong who were destroyed.

A powerful aura rose from the sky above the more than two thousand Destruction powerhouses.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the Destruction Powerhouse, Ling Aotian couldn't help but frown, he finally understood why the Fengluo Pavilion's Mountain Protection Array couldn't resist their attacks, just from the aura emitted by the formation of more than two thousand powerhouses, it had already reached the god-level level, if they used all their strength to trigger the formation, the attack they sent out would probably be much stronger than the attack of the Lord of Destruction.

"Aotian!" At this moment, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others had already come to the foot of Qifeng Mountain, and when they found out that Ling Aotian had faced more than two thousand Destruction Powerhouses by himself, they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't come here!" Ling Aotian raised his hand to stop the Fengluo Pavilion Lord and the others who wanted to rush towards him.

"Suffer death!" With a loud shout, a huge ball of light appeared on the heads of more than two thousand Destruction Powerhouses.

Under the continuous wave of the hands of those Destruction Powerhouses, the ball of light that exuded a thick aura of destruction began to force towards Ling Aotian.

What a powerful attack! Unfortunately, the speed was too slow! Ling Aotian quickly discovered the weakness of the light balls emitted by the combined attacks of the destroying powerhouses, although the power of this light ball was amazing, but its speed was also so slow that people were a little speechless.

The speed of those destruction powerhouses waved their hands faster and faster, and the speed of the energy light ball that was originally slow finally increased by a few points, and it was forced towards Ling Aotian.

Of course, although the speed of that ball of light had increased by a few points, in Ling Aotian's eyes, it was still like a snail crawling.

Looking at the huge ball of energy light that was approaching him like a snail, Ling Aotian quickly made a decision in his heart, and while the ball of light was still some distance away from him, he had already used the Nine Absolute Steps to the extreme, and forced towards those Destruction Powerhouses.

"Attack, don't let him get close!"

With this shout, the huge ball of energy changed direction and smashed towards the ground.

I have to say that the control of these Destruction Powerhouses over this energy light ball is still extremely powerful, although it is only an instantaneous effort, the trajectory changed by the Light Ball just blocked Ling Aotian's way forward, that is to say, if he keeps maintaining this speed and rushing towards those Destruction Powerhouses, he will inevitably be hit by that huge energy light ball.

"Aotian, stop!" shouted the Dark Dragon Lord.

However, Ling Aotian didn't seem to hear the Dark Dragon Lord's shouting at all, and still rushed towards the Destruction Army.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Ling Aotian's figure was engulfed in the smoke and dust that rose into the sky.

"Aotian!" everyone in Fengluo Pavilion exclaimed.

"Hahahaha!" The Destruction Powerhouse let out a crazy laugh, "Ling Aotian is nothing more than that, he is really vulnerable!"

In everyone's opinion, Ling Aotian would definitely not be spared under such a powerful attack, after all, it was a power beyond the god level!

However, is this really the case? Ling Aotian was not a fool, how could he rush forward knowing that he was dead?

Just as those Destruction Powerhouses were smirking, a figure swept forward like lightning in the smoke and dust in the sky, rushing into their ranks before those Destruction Powerhouses could react.

A scream rang out, and the body of a destroyed powerhouse splattered a bloody arrow and flew upside down.

"It's not good! Ling Aotian is not dead! Attack quickly!" In an instant, the team of Destruction powerhouses was in chaos, and these Destruction powerhouses naturally knew what it meant for Ling Aotian to rush into their team.

Death is not something that everyone can face calmly, so in order to save their lives, these strong men retreated in a panic wherever they could still attack, wanting to distance themselves from Ling Aotian, only a part of the strong capitals far away from Ling Aotian attacked in a chaotic manner.

Just when the powerhouses were in chaos, Ling Aotian's figure suddenly split into three, and they chased after those powerhouses who had retreated.

Three identical figures, three cold remnant swords, instantly brought out the Dao Blood Arrow in the army of destruction.

After being killed by Ling Aotian and the two doppelgangers, the panic in the team of the Destruction Powerhouses finally slowly calmed down, and under the command of a voice, those powerhouses began to attack Ling Aotian.

Looking at the destruction powerhouse whose attacks had become methodical, a trace of regret flashed in Ling Aotian's eyes.

"Don't panic, there are so many of us, even if Ling Aotian's strength is through the sky, it is impossible to defeat us, everyone work hard to kill this kid." The voice that made Ling Aotian hate it sounded again.

After dodging a wave of attacks from those Destruction Powers, Ling Aotian began to use his chilling gaze to search for the source of that voice among the Destruction Powers.

Finally, after avoiding several attacks from the Destruction Strong, his gaze fell on a forty-year-old powerhouse in the Destruction Strongman team who looked weak.

It was definitely him!, Ling Aotian quickly determined that the man was the one who commanded the Destruction Army.

"Look, as long as we work together, Ling Aotian is not so terrifying at all!" Seeing that Ling Aotian had been dodging the attacks of the powerhouses, the man proudly encouraged those who were attacking frantically to kill the powerhouses.

Having already determined the target, Ling Aotian naturally would not let that strong man incite those Destruction powerhouses to attack him again, just the moment that person spoke, his figure flashed, and he used the Nine Absolute Steps to the limit, but in an instant, he came to the middle-aged man's body.

"Your words, it's too much!" After coldly saying these words, the remnant sword in Ling Aotian's hand stabbed into the middle-aged man's chest.

"Uh!" the middle-aged man snorted, looking up at Ling Aotian who was standing in front of him in disbelief with a cold smile on his face.

"How could it be ......" The middle-aged man stared at Ling Aotian deadly, his eyes were full of disbelief, he really couldn't understand how Ling Aotian broke through the encirclement of those strong people and found him, his position was obviously very backward.

"Nothing is impossible!" Ling Aotian pulled out the remnant sword that had been inserted into the middle-aged man's chest after saying this.

The middle-aged man slowly fell.

Just as Ling Aotian killed the middle-aged man, the attack of the other Destruction powerhouses arrived.

Ling Aotian didn't want to be besieged by so many strong people, and before those attacks could get close, he flashed his body and swept to the side, avoiding the fierce attack, and easily slashed a strong man under the sword.

Without the command of the powerhouse, the team of the powerhouses became chaotic again.

Ling Aotian would not miss such a good opportunity, and immediately began to rush into the ranks of the Destruction Strong, but in a short period of effort, the number of strong people who died under his remnant sword reached hundreds.

Seeing that people were constantly dying under Ling Aotian's hands, those who destroyed the powerhouses finally panicked, if this continued, they would probably all die under the other party's sword.

With this thought, the two thousand or so Destruction Powerhouses began to slowly retreat.

As the so-called defeat is like a mountain, if these Destruction powerhouses can really attack Ling Aotian together, I am afraid that even if Ling Aotian cultivates to Tongtian, he will have to suffer, but now, for the sake of their own lives, these Destruction powerhouses can't care about anything else at all, especially when they saw that several powerhouses had left the team and fled into the distance, those powerhouses who were still attacking Ling Aotian had no intention of continuing to fight, and began to retreat one after another.

After Ling Aotian took advantage of the chaos to kill more than twenty Destruction Powerhouses again, the rest of the Destruction Powerhouses had already fled dozens of kilometers away.

Ling Aotian didn't continue to pursue those extinction powerhouses who had escaped, and stood quietly in place, looking at those powerhouses who had fled.

Hundreds of cold corpses, a young man holding a bloody sword, perched in front of Fengshan Mountain, showing a terrifying scene.

Everyone in Fengluo Pavilion was stunned, the divine courage that Ling Aotian had shown earlier had already deeply shocked them.

With the existence of such a god-like figure, the Lord of Destruction can't make any big waves at all! Coincidentally, such a thought rose in the hearts of everyone in Fengluo Pavilion.

At this moment, I'm afraid that even Ling Aotian himself didn't expect that it was precisely because of his previous crazy actions that greatly encouraged the people of Fengluo Pavilion, who were originally depressed, and made them regain their strength, and in the near future, launched a fierce counterattack against the Destruction Legion and recaptured the lost territory.