That suddenly appeared, killing the two strong men who attacked Ling Aotian, it was naturally Ling Aotian's clone, Ling Aotian did not release the clone at the beginning, for this moment, you know, his purpose is to kill and kill the strong men of the alliance to the greatest extent, and reduce the pressure of the imperial alliance army, if you want to achieve this goal, you naturally need to be surprised, and his method is really good, and he directly solved the two saint-level powerhouses who were not the slightest defense.

When the two clones had eliminated the two saint-level powerhouses, Ling Aotian had also successfully eliminated the powerhouses in front of him.

Ling Aotian's sudden appearance of the clone shocked those saint-level powerhouses who were surrounding him, and for a while, those powerhouses were stunned on the spot.

Taking advantage of the stunned efforts of those powerhouses, Ling Aotian and the clones rushed out again and killed three more saint-level powerhouses.

Seeing that Ling Aotian had eliminated the nine powerhouses in a very short period of time, the face of the commander of the Killing Alliance had become ugly, and he finally realized that from beginning to end, he had underestimated this young man, and if he let the other party continue to kill like this, his plan to kill and regain his morale would be shattered.

Only sending out a powerhouse in the early stage of the Saint Rank, it was obviously impossible to kill Ling Aotian.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the commander of the extermination, and he said in a deep voice: "Let the powerhouses of the mid-stage saint level in the army take action, and you must deal with that kid." ”

With the order of the extermination commander, more than twenty strong men rushed out of the extermination army again and rushed towards Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian and his clone unleashed the Nine Peerless Steps to the limit, constantly attacking and killing the saint-level powerhouses they were killing.

Seeing the saint-level powerhouses in the army continue to die, the commander of the extermination began to feel heartache, you must know that they did not have much advantage in terms of strength in the battle with the Imperial Alliance, the only advantage was the number of strong men in the army, if these powerhouses all died in the hands of Ling Aotian, then their advantage would be gone.

Although letting those saint-level powerhouses retreat at this moment would affect morale, for the sake of the overall situation, the extermination commander had to give an order.

"Woo!" When the horn of retreat sounded in the slaughter camp, nearly twenty powerhouses of the early stage of the Saint Rank had already died under Ling Aotian's sword, and although the remaining twenty or so people were fighting against Ling Aotian, it could be seen from their messy moves that Ling Aotian's ferocity had left a deep imprint on their hearts.

Hearing the order to retreat, those early saint-level powerhouses who had already been killed in fear still had the heart to fight with Ling Aotian, and they scattered one after another, retreating towards the army they were in, leaving only about twenty cold corpses on the ground where they had fought with Ling Aotian before.

Taking advantage of the hurried retreat of those powerhouses, after Ling Aotian and the clone killed the three powerhouses again, the powerhouses of the mid-stage saint-level sent by the extermination commander arrived.

With the experience of those saint-level early powerhouses before, the saint-level mid-level powerhouses who came this time did not rush towards Ling Aotian alone, but more than twenty people came together and killed Ling Aotian.

Looking at the more than twenty mid-level powerhouses who rushed towards him with a strong battle intent, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth, he knew very well that these more than twenty mid-level powerhouses were the main force of the Second Legion of the Killing Alliance, the powerhouses of the early stage of the Saint-level, among the tens of millions of people, there were not a thousand but eight hundred, and the twenty or so people he killed were just a drop in the bucket, and these more than twenty powerhouses of the mid-Saint-level were at least half of the powerhouses of the Saint-level mid-stage of the Killing Alliance, if they could leave all of the more than twenty mid-level Saint-level powerhouses behind, then the Second Legion of the Killing Alliance would definitely be greatly injured, and in the next battle, there will be no big storms.

Of course, the strength of the mid-stage saint-level powerhouses is not as easy to deal with as the early stage of the saint-level, even with Ling Aotian and his two clones, it is extremely difficult to kill these people, to put it mildly, if the cooperation of these powerhouses is tacit enough, the result of their fight may even end in his failure.

In this kind of battle, where you are not even too sure of winning, you still want to leave all the opponents, isn't this a fool's dream?

If it was an ordinary powerhouse, of course, there would be no chance, but Ling Aotian had an advantage- Spiritual attack, speaking of which, although the spiritual attack is extremely mysterious and unguardable, it is difficult to prevent it, but once the other party has a defense, it is difficult to have a miraculous effect, however, the era in which Ling Aotian lives is a little different, in this era, almost all the strong people pay attention to the cultivation of combat power, and the spiritual attack can be said to be almost extinct on the mainland, even if there is a cultivator with a spiritual attack, for various reasons, there is almost no great achievement, and it is precisely because of this that the cultivators on the mainland can be said to have almost no concept of spiritual attack。

In such a bizarre era, it was destined that Ling Aotian's spiritual attack would shine.

When he decided to leave these more than twenty saint-level powerhouses behind, Ling Aotian had a plan and unleashed his dream nerves, and a strange spiritual fluctuation lingered around him.

More than twenty mid-saint-level extermination powerhouses cautiously pressed towards Ling Aotian, seeing Ling Aotian's strong strength, what they were most worried about was that Ling Aotian was attacking them with his unparalleled speed, so in the process of approaching, they were all extremely cautious, ensuring that none of them could respond to each other, and never gave Ling Aotian a chance to break through.

The encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, and Ling Aotian and the two clones had completely fallen into the encirclement of more than two dozen powerhouses.

The atmosphere on the field began to become tense, and at this time, no matter which side attacked, it would be earth-shattering.

In this tense atmosphere, more than twenty powerhouses slowed down and approached Ling Aotian little by little.

There was still a grim smile on the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth, although he and the two clones were both holding the remnant sword, they couldn't see the slightest intention of their move.

This oppressive atmosphere is undoubtedly a test of people's hearts.

"Kill!" Finally, a killing powerhouse couldn't bear this oppressive atmosphere, let out a loud shout, and rushed towards Ling Aotian.

With the movement of the strong man, the other twenty or so strong men also moved, accompanied by an earth-shattering shout, more than twenty weapons full of killing power, and attacked Ling Aotian and the three clones.

Ling Aotian's hand moved imperceptibly, and the twenty or so powerhouses who attacked Ling Aotian immediately felt a blur of consciousness, and when they came to their senses again, they had already come to a strange space.

More than twenty powerhouses were stunned for a moment at the same time, and then understood where they were.

"Boy, you dare to bring us to your consciousness space, it's really looking for death!" A strong slaughter formation laughed sympathetically, spiritual attacks are indeed extremely rare on the mainland, and most of the strong people do not have the habit of being on guard at any time, but it does not mean that they are ignorant of spiritual attacks, Ling Aotian's practice of bringing more than twenty strong people into the consciousness space in one fell swoop is simply looking for death, after all, no matter how strong Ling Aotian's spiritual power is, it is impossible to be stronger than the superposition of the spiritual power of more than twenty strong people.

Ling Aotian naturally knew this, if it was before, he would never dare to do this, but since he had condensed the millions of Holy Causes in his body, his understanding of those Holy Causes had become more profound, and at this moment, when he heard the voice of the strong man's incense, he set his eyes on the clone condensed by the Holy Edge.

The clone condensed by the Holy Rim smiled slightly, and then, his body instantly turned into countless points of light, which quickly formed one cage after another, trapping more than twenty exterminating powerhouses alone.

"More than 20 of you join forces, and my spiritual power naturally has no way to deal with you, but if you are separated, you are definitely not my opponent. Looking at the more than twenty slaughtering powerhouses who were panicked because they were trapped in the cage by the Holy Fate clone, the corners of Ling Aotian's mouth turned up slightly, and he said something that made those strong people creep.

The next thing is much simpler, Ling Aotian and the clone entered every cage very calmly, and easily solved those who were trapped and fell into a panic, more than 20 extermination powerhouses, within dozens of minutes, all of them were killed by Ling Aotian and the clone.

The continuous fighting was also extremely difficult for Ling Aotian, after successfully solving those strong people, his face was also slightly pale, however, he knew better that now, it was definitely not the time to rest, after glancing at the two clones, Ling Aotian left the Oneiroi space.

The passage of time in the Oneiroi space was different from the outside world, and when Ling Aotian returned to the outside world again, the more than twenty extermination powerhouses still maintained an offensive momentum.

In order to have a deterrent effect, Ling Aotian let out a loud shout, and the remnant sword in his hand danced rapidly, rushing towards the twenty or so extermination powerhouses who were actually dead long ago.

The sword light flashed, but in an instant, more than twenty strong people were cut off by Ling Aotian and the two clones.

The air froze in an instant, and the more than 10 million extermination troops who were watching the situation on the battlefield fell into a state of stupor.

More than twenty mid-saint-level powerhouses were killed like this.

If Ling Aotian's previous killing of more than twenty Saint-level early stage powerhouses surprised these Destruction Army, then the scene they saw now was enough to make them afraid.

With just a slight swing of the sword, he wiped out more than twenty mid-saint-level powerhouses, how strong was this young man in front of him?

The deterrent effect brought by Ling Aotian's action was conceivable, at the moment when the bodies of more than twenty mid-level slaughter powerhouses were broken in two, tens of millions of extermination troops did not need to be ordered by the commander at all, and began to slowly retreat.