Chapter 45 of the fourth part angrily slashes a thousand armies

Ling Jian Ling Chi Ling Feng Ling Yun had already circled the other three Shui family masters and killed them! These four people were all great martial arts advancements, and they were probably new forces, and under one look, the Shui family master who was against Ling Jian had already been pierced through the throat! Immediately after that, the three little ones also made meritorious contributions one after another, and the two Shui family masters were frightened, and they opened their mouths to scream, and before they could say anything, they were already divided by the chaotic sword!

"Tian'er! Son!" Ling Xiao was suddenly saved at the moment of life and death, and it was his own son who came to save him! At this moment, his heart was really mixed! Thinking of Long Xiang's ruthlessness and injustice, 70,000 brothers bravely sacrificed their lives, and the dead and wounded were all over the place! The tiger's eyes couldn't help but shed tears!

Ling Tian looked at his father excitedly and shouted, "Father, please get on the horse first, this is not the time to speak, let's rush out first! The army will arrive later! Then is the time to avenge the dead brother!"

Arrange for Ling Feng, Ling Yun and Ling Chi to guard Ling Nineteen, Ling Xiao and the others, Ling Tian raised the big sword in his hand, and with Ling Jian, the two of them rushed in again! Inside, there were countless brothers fighting bloodily!

The two world-killing gods, one left and one right, were like a storm breaking through the waves, and they went into it with an indomitable move, leaving behind them a place with people's heads rolling around! Ling Jian also snatched a long-handled horse chopping knife in the chaos, and followed Ling Tian in the same way, killing all the way! Behind the two of them, even people and horses, within a radius of three zhang, except for their group, few people could stand!

Ling Xiao looked at his son who was slashing frantically, and there was a look of shock in his eyes: This, is this really my son? My son who is always dressed in white and has a gentle smile on his face??

A master is a master. It didn't take much effort, Ling Tian Ling Sword had already snowballed the besieged Chengtian soldiers and horses from the army. It was getting bigger and bigger! Under Ling Tian's beckoning, as the two of them rushed towards the way they came! After meeting Ling Xiao, Ling Chi and the others, Ling Tian took the lead, without stopping at all, and the long knife of two feet slashed out one after another lightning bolts, opening the way first! The fierce strength was everywhere, and the crowds of people rolled and rolled to make a way everywhere! The round heads on the ground were as dense as hail in the sky! Gollum turned everywhere!

In the blink of an eye, they had already rushed to the place where the small group of people had arrived, and at this time, the more than 500 people had already been killed and wounded to the point that there were less than 50 people left! Ling Tian shouted: "Ling Thirteen! Don't fight, take the team." Rush with me!" "This person is the Ling Tian descendant sent by Ling Tian to the Northwest Racecourse to replace Ling Kong, Ling Thirteen!"

Ling Jian and Ling Feng Ling Yun Ling Chi were on both sides of the team, Ling Tian was at the front, preemptively opening the way, and the group of people and horses were like a huge triangular blade, riding the wind and waves in the Northern Wei army. Kill a bloody way!

The resistance in front of him has increased! Ling Tian raised his red eyes and looked straight ahead, and on the hillside not far ahead, it was actually the dragon-shaped handsome banner of the Northern Wei Dynasty! With a boost of spirit, Ling Tian waved his big sword wildly and rushed towards the small hillside! He shouted, "Wei Chengping, come on!" The sound was like a thunderbolt, and the small hillside in the distance seemed to be trembling!

On the hillside. Wei Chengping was already so frightened that his lips were blue and his face was white, and his whole body trembled like chaff: "Water... Elder brother... , Ling Tian rushed up, we ...... Let's get out of here...... Giggle...... "I actually hit each other with my upper and lower teeth, and I couldn't speak!"

Shui Qianhuan's heart was extremely complicated! He shouted angrily: "This is what you call Ling Tian, who eats and waits for death? That Chengtian's first gentleman disciple? Wei Chengping! You can really harm people! Sure enough, you are incompetent, exhausting thousands of troops!"

If Shui Qianhuan had known Ling Tian's true strength earlier, he would not have set up such a strong enemy even if he killed his head! How could such a character be so offended? Even if he wanted to offend, he would have to arrange everything in advance! Now. The Shui family is bound to form this extremely difficult enmity, how can this be good?

Suddenly remembered that his sister Shui Qianrou went to Chengtian to kill Ling Tian! But now Ling Tian appeared here like a dragon and a tiger, so ...... What about Rou'er? Shui Qianhuan was suddenly anxious! Could it be ...... Rou'er...... Ling Tian who has already been poisoned by Ling Tian? With such martial arts, how can Shui Qianrou be able to deal with it?!

Just as he was thinking about it, Ling Tian was getting closer and closer!

The battle of thousands of troops and horses was still continuing, and the poignant and tragic sound unique to the battle array was right in front of him, right next to him, but in Ling Tian's senses. It all seemed far away. in his eyes. There were only two people left on the hillside, and those two young men who were still on the battlefield just now were guiding the two young people with a light fur brocade belt! One was Wei Chengping. The other should be Shui Qianrou's brother Shui Qianhuan! Two culprits! As long as these two people are captured, today's siege will be incomprehensible!

If you can't capture them together, at least one person, at least one person!

The blood of the man all over his body was completely boiling, Ling Tian's true power had already run to the peak, and his whole body had become blood-red from top to bottom! Ling Tian was naturally not injured, it was all the blood of the enemy, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, this blood-red figure moving at high speed was an invincible Shura demon who suddenly drilled out of the sea of hell blood, wherever he went, everywhere he went, he only saw a large piece of stumps and broken bodies, only smelled bursts of bloody wind and rain, and only heard the most terrible screams and wails!

All the enemies in front of Ling Tian couldn't help but tremble when they saw this terrifying demon Shura rushing up, their eyes were extremely frightened! People can fight with others, even if that person is a strongman, a wicked person, or a master, they can fight, but people can't fight with demons! Especially the peerless mad demon in front of him, it is really terrifying! Under the influence of Ling Tian, even raising his sword and his hand is trembling, under Ling Tian's momentum, he has long lost his fighting intent, and the only thought in his heart is to turn around and run! With such a sergeant and such morale, what lethality is there?

"Hurry up and release the arrows! Shoot him!!Shoot which monster .......!! kill quickly" On the hillside, Wei Chengping got up from the ground. Jumped to his feet and yelled hoarsely! It has already been mixed with countless fears and horrors, and there are even a few hints of crying! Extreme fear has exploded into the greatest hope in my heart at the moment!

But the herald sergeant next to him was embarrassed. After all, now that Ling Tian and the others were completely mixed with the army of the Northern Wei Dynasty, how could such a large-scale attack weapon as arrows be easily effective? The archers of the Northern Wei Dynasty could not all be legendary archers, and even if they were archers, it was impossible for them not to make mistakes in such an environment, if they really wanted to annihilate the enemy with arrows, unless they also carried out indiscriminate attacks and shots of their own people, they could have the effect of killing and injuring the enemy, and the casualties of the Northern Wei Dynasty would inevitably be several times more than those of the current Ling army, and once such an order was issued. It is conceivable that Wei Chengping, the prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, will not get any support and approval from the military in his life!

It is one thing for a soldier to be willing to sacrifice and sacrifice his life for the country, which is worthy of praise and praise, and the spirit is also immortal. It is even the soul of a country's army! But being shot by the order of one's own commander in the midst of a desperate battle with the enemy will be completely different from whether it is forced or not! The officer who gave this order is bound to be despised by the soldiers of the whole world! Such an order would never be easily given by a genius commander like Shui Qianhuan. Even if he is now in the same fear as Wei Chengping!

Seeing that the herald was stunned and refused to give the order, Wei Chengping rushed over like a madman, whipped him in the face fiercely, and roared with muscle twitches on his face: "Are you deaf? Blood poured out! Wei Chengping shouted with hideous eyes: "If you don't give an order, Lao Tzu will kill you first! Then destroy your nine clans! Quickly raise the flag order!" Wei Chengping was so angry that he had no manners to speak of, and the prince of a country actually called himself "Lao Tzu"!

The herald's face was terrified, and he glanced at the sword on his chest and felt a piercing coldness. Finally, with a wave of the command flag in his hand, he gave the order to release the arrow!

As soon as this order was issued, the whole army was in an uproar! His own 400,000-strong army had less than 30,000 men against the enemy, and he still wanted to use such indiscriminate attacks to destroy the enemy. That would be tantamount to burying the soldiers on the front line of one's own side? If this arrow is fired, won't it chill the hearts of the whole army? But the prince's order. Who would dare to disobey? No matter how helpless they were, they had no choice but to draw the arrows to the wind! At the sound of an order, ten thousand arrows were fired!

Beside Shui Qianhuan, the eight old men in blue looked at Ling Tian who was slashing all the way at high speed with a solemn expression, seeing that he could actually break through the tight encirclement of the 400,000 army back and forth so easily, every time he swung out, a rain of blood would fly up with stumps, in the Northern Wei army, no matter how brave the generals were, no one could stop Ling Tian for even a moment, and even the slightest obstruction could not be played, and their eyes couldn't help but be shocked!

A person like Ling Tian can no longer be called a supreme master of martial arts! He is a killing god! A world-killing god who was born specifically for battlefield killing!

Martial arts masters, these eight old men in blue have naturally seen a lot, they themselves are such masters! However, no matter how high his martial arts are, there will always be moments when he kills people and makes them uncomfortable. Just because, the enemy is also a human being, a living person! Destroying a living life like oneself in one's own hands, no matter what, there will always be some strange emotions in the heart.

Excessive bloodshed is something that is really feared in the hearts of warriors, because if you kill the enemy, you will not be happy in your heart, but if you kill an innocent person, you will inevitably feel guilty in your heart! This is human nature, and no one can be an exception! The so-called murder is like hemp, and everyone has always thought that it only exists and is in legends, although this is a battlefield, even if this is a battlefield! When you kill one person, you may be very chic, and you may be quick to kill ten people. However, when a hundred people are killed, they will definitely be numb. When the first two hundredth people are killed, you can be sure that you will feel sick to your stomach. How could it be possible to kill a thousand people in the mental state of an ordinary person!