Ling Tian's eyes showed murderous intent, and he stabbed forward while turning slightly sideways.
After avoiding He Bi, he hurriedly swung his sword, instantly closing the distance with He Bi, and then stabbed his throat mercilessly.
"Forehead……"
When Ling Tian drew his sword, He Bi took two steps back.
Blood dyed his clothes red.
His figure was shaky.
Judging from his appearance, he seemed to want to say something.
But, he didn't have this opportunity.
His pupils gradually lost color, and then his body fell down and hit the ground.
"The martial arts prodigy from the Palace of the Underworld is nothing more than that."
Ling Tian's figure descended and stood beside He Bi's corpse.
There is no doubt that He Bi is one of the talented sword cultivators of the Palace of the Underworld.
His strength was much stronger than the man in black that Ling Tian met a month ago.
The opponent can at least be ranked in the top ten at the level of the Holy King of the Chakravartin Underworld.
Although there may be a huge gap between first and tenth.
However, in the current view of Ling Tian, there is nothing to fear from the martial arts geniuses of the Chakravartin Palace.
"Golden Edge Sword?"
Ling Tian conveniently put away He Bi's Najie, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the golden-edged sword that the other party still held tightly in his hand.
The Golden Edge Sword is a sword at the level of a holy weapon.
Sacred weapons are undoubtedly extremely rare things in the ancient continent.
But when it comes to the Three Realms, it seems a bit messy.
The reason is that there are too many weapon refiners in the Three Realms who can refine pseudo-sacred weapons.
The value of a pseudo-holy weapon is only about one hundred tungsten stones.
A pseudo-holy weapon can grow into a holy weapon if a warrior nourishes it with its own strength.
The Three Realms have a long history, lasting tens of millions of years.
During these tens of millions of years, one can imagine how many sacred artifacts were born.
But having said that, there is no clear classification of holy weapons.
There are also strengths and weaknesses among each other.
Ling Tian's Chaos Sword is stronger than the Golden Edge Sword.
Of course, this is only for
This is true for Ling Tian.
For others, the Chaos Sword is worse than the Golden Edge Sword.
The golden sword in He Bi's hand is a holy sword after all.
There is no reason for Ling Tian not to want something that is within easy reach.
"It's time to change places again."
After Ling Tian finished searching for everything, he sighed helplessly.
The place where the battle breaks out is not the place to stay for a long time.
Now that he has killed He Bi, he has gained five times the training effect for an extra month.
But this place is not suitable for cultivation.
Later, maybe someone will smell the smell of fighting here and come towards this place.
At this time, on the top of an unknown mountain somewhere.
"He Bi!"
He Zhizhou, who was immersed in cultivation and impacting the realm of the Holy Emperor, suddenly opened his eyes and immediately took out a talisman.
On this talisman, there is the imprint of He Bi's soul.
But just now, the mark of the soul on the talisman disappeared...
"Is it that Ling Tian?"
He Zhizhou was a little suspicious and suddenly turned his head and looked to one side.
The token that He Bi had discarded carelessly before was still there.
He Zhizhou stretched out his palm, and the token immediately fell into his hand.
When he discovered that Ling Tian's position was moving.
A touch of coldness suddenly appeared on him.
The surrounding space seemed to be frozen, falling into the cold winter.
"What's wrong?"
The two people who were practicing together on the top of the mountain noticed the coldness and left their cultivation state one after another. They looked at He Zhizhou in confusion and asked.
"He Bi, was killed by Ling Tian."
He Zhizhou said in a deep voice, and a murderous intent emerged in his eyes.
Ling Tian is not dead and is still moving.
But He Bi, died.
Based on this, it is not difficult to speculate that He Bi died in Ling
Hand of heaven.
"How can a mere middle-ranking holy king be killed?"
The face of the gray-robed young man next to him changed, as if he doubted what He Zhizhou said.
But the chill on He Zhizhou's body told him.
He Bi, he is really dead.
"Walk!"
He Zhizhou didn't say much, just said the word "cold".
After saying that, his figure turned into a stream of light and shuttled forward in an instant.
The two gray-robed young men at the top of the mountain looked at each other and immediately caught up with He Zhizhou's figure as he shuttled out.
Ling Tian moved his position and walked alone in the ancient battlefield.
After ensuring that his position was relatively safe, he couldn't help but think of something, "By the way, that guy just now seemed to be aiming at me?"
He Bi showed up earlier and directly said his name. It was obvious that the other party was coming for him.
He could understand that the people in the Chakravartin Palace wanted to kill him. Maybe the other party also knew that the four sacred monuments had fallen into his hands.
But why not, enter the ancient battlefield before him.
There was no reason to expect in advance that he would also enter the ancient battlefield.
Even if he had expected it in advance, it would have been impossible to find his location so quickly.
This matter made him feel that it was not simple.
But he thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason.
"Um?"
At this time, Ling Tian suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly to look ahead.
There was a faint smell of fighting coming from that direction.
However, this breath is getting weaker and weaker.
Based on this, it is not difficult to judge that the battle ahead has ended, but it just ended not long ago.
"Can the additional five times the training effect of killing people on the ancient battlefield be superimposed?"
Ling Tian guessed that there was someone in front of him, and an idea came to his mind.
After killing He Bi, he has gained five times the training effect of an extra month.
If he kills another person, will the time be refreshed by one month, or will it be accumulated into two months?
He didn't know the answer to this question.
Only by giving it a try can we come to a conclusion.
After thinking about it in his mind, Ling Tian slowly stepped forward.
He was not sure whether anyone had been killed in the battle just now, or whether the murderer was still there.
When he approached the place where the battle took place, a cold corpse immediately appeared in his sight.
"This person is..."
The corpse in the distance was covered in blood, and from Ling Tian's angle, only the side face could be seen.
However, this blood-stained side face gave Ling Tian a familiar feeling.
"Zhan Chen!"
Ling Tian walked a few more steps.
When he saw this person's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed.
The person who fell on the ground was none other than Zhan Chen and Yu Chen’s eighth senior brother from the God of War Mountain in the Ancient Continent!
Ling Tian didn't have time to think too much, he jumped to Zhan Chen's side, bent down and squatted down.
When he found that there was no life breath on Zhan Chen's body, his face suddenly darkened.
His boulder life soul contains the power of life, and as long as one breath is left, it can quickly restore people to their original state.
But now, Zhan Chen's life breath has been cut off, and there is no way to save him...
"Who killed it!"
Ling Tian clenched his fists and frowned.
The disciples of Ares Mountain have outstanding talents in various martial arts.
Zhan Chen's martial arts talent is not much worse than Yu Chen's.
The person who can kill Zhan Chen is by no means an ordinary person.
call out!
Suddenly, an extreme chill came from Ling Tian's back.
The extremely familiar feeling made his face turn cold.
boom!
Ling Tian was already prepared and suddenly turned around and struck out with a strike.
While resisting the opponent's sword attack, he also saw the opponent clearly.
This man was dressed in black, and his appearance was the same as the man in black he encountered when he first entered the ancient battlefield, and his moves and methods were also very similar.
This made him certain that the person in front of him and the man in black who died in his hands must come from the same force.