Not to be outdone, Bei Yin Yu held the Bei Yin Crazy Saber tightly with both hands and slashed out with all his strength.
boom!
The sword flashed out, rushed forward, and was instantly buried in the flying dust.
Everyone only heard a loud explosion in the center of the flying dust.
Huh! Huh! Huh...
The strong wind kept roaring.
The dust was flying and filling the sky, still sweeping forward.
In the blink of an eye, Bei Yinyu's body was swallowed up.
"ah……"
At the moment Bei Yin Yu's body was swallowed up by the sand, a hoarse roar came from it.
Peng Ling, Zang Huang, Yun Xian and others who were standing at the top of the imperial city all changed their expressions when they heard this.
Their eyes stared towards the sandy place.
After a while, the dust subsided.
Bei Yinyu's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.
His body is still standing there.
However, the right side of his shoulder was empty at the moment.
"My hand..."
Bei Yinyu looked down at the severed arm at his feet and was stunned.
At this moment, he even forgot about the severe pain of his broken arm, and there was only a look of disbelief on his face.
Ling Tian cut off his arm with one strike of his sword.
"This guy is stronger than he was two months ago."
Zang Huang whispered, and his expression suddenly became more solemn than ever before.
In this battle, he was not optimistic that Bei Yin Yu could defeat Ling Tian.
But he didn't expect that Bei Yinyu would lose in this way.
Two months ago, during the Qianyu Competition, Bei Yinyu was still able to catch a few moves from Ling Tian.
But now, he can't even take a single move.
His strength is not much stronger than Bei Yinyu.
If he were to face Ling Tian, he probably wouldn't be able to survive three moves...
"Ling Tian!"
Yun Xian whispered in his mouth, and the look on his face was undoubtedly much uglier than Zang Huang's.
Ling Tian's growth rate exceeded his imagination.
He was extremely regretful now and hated himself for not being able to eradicate Ling Tian earlier.
If I had known that Ling Tian would grow to such an extent, I should have killed Ling Tian even if I had to pay a small price.
"A piece of trash."
Ling Tian looked contemptuous and didn't even bother to look at Bei Yin Yu.
After finishing his words, he slowly raised his head.
He looked at Pengying, who was now standing on the top of the imperial city.
Feeling Ling Tian's gaze looking over her, Peng Ling raised the corners of her mouth and grinned.
Then he stepped forward, and his figure jumped down from the top of the city and reached Bei Yin Yu's side.
"Senior Brother Penngling..."
Bei Yinyu's face was pale, and he held his right shoulder with his left hand, enduring the heartbreaking pain.
"roll!"
However, Penngling just glanced at Bei Yinyu in disgust.
After having his arm cut off, Bei Yinyu no longer has the qualifications to continue to be a core disciple of Fengyang Holy Land.
How could Penngling say another nonsense to Bei Yinyu?
Just now, Peng Ling did have the idea of letting Bei Yin Yu test Ling Tian's strength.
But this result disappointed him greatly.
Bei Yin Yu's arm was cut off by Ling Tian with just one move. Apart from proving that Ling Tian was far stronger than Bei Yin Yu, nothing else could be discovered at all.
So the battle just now was meaningless.
Being scolded by Peng Ling in public, Bei Yinyu's face became even more uglier than his bloodless face.
He was speechless and continued to stay here, and ran back to the imperial city in despair.
"It seems that it is not a fluke that you can become the false holy son of the Holy Land of the Supreme Emperor. Although Bei Yin Yu is a loser, there are not many people who can cut off his arm with a sword at the same level."
At this time, Peng Ling looked at Ling Tian, his expression was still very relaxed, "If I give you another five years, maybe you can really surpass me! But now, you are still far behind! And I
, I will not give you another five years, because today is the day you die."
The strength Ling Tian showed just now was enough to intimidate others, but it was far from enough to intimidate him.
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew out from Pengying's body, blowing up the dust on the ground and rushing toward Ling Tian.
"Sixth level of True Essence Realm?"
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows lightly, looking at Peng Ling with a look that seemed to have a hint of contempt.
Peng Ling and Peng Zhan are both members of the Jinpeng Empire's royal family, and both are false holy sons of Fengyang Holy Land.
But Ling Tian knew that in terms of talent, Pen Ling was not as good as Peng Zhan.
With his cultivation suppressed at the same level, Peng Zhan is not as good as Ling Tian.
Pen Ling, let alone Ling Tian's opponent.
Nowadays, when facing Ling Tian, Penngling only has the advantage of cultivation.
However, in Ling Tian's eyes, this advantage is not too big.
Tap tap tap...
At this time, a sonorous and powerful sound of horse hoofbeats came from outside the imperial city from far to near.
Then, the densely packed Northern Army gradually appeared in everyone's sight.
"Prepare for war!"
Standing at the top of the imperial city, Yun Xian saw the 400,000 northern border troops in the distance, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Siege the city!"
Yun Shu, who was driving his horse in front of the Northern Army, gave the order decisively without any nonsense.
The 50,000 Tiger Army, as the vanguard of the Northern Border Army, immediately launched a charge towards the Imperial City.
However, these 50,000 tiger troops seemed to have been discussed in advance.
In the process of charging towards the imperial city, they deliberately avoided Ling Tian and Pen Ling, leaving a huge open space for the two of them.
Pengying didn't pay attention to the charge of these northern troops, her eyes were locked on Ling Tian from beginning to end.
In comparison, Ling Tian was not so focused.
He looked at the top of the imperial city from time to time, worrying about the safety of Bai Qiuyue and Ling Hai.
"How dare you be distracted when facing me? I think you should worry about yourself first. Your head will fall to the ground before the imperial city is destroyed."
Peng Ling sneered, as if she didn't want to wait any longer. She suddenly rushed towards Ling Tian, and then struck out with a palm in the air. A golden storm instantly formed in her palm and rushed towards Ling Tian.
Ling Tian stared at Peng Ling's attacking figure, and immediately placed the Chaos Sword in front of him.
The golden storm bombarded the Chaos Sword, causing a loud bang, and the terrifying force knocked its figure into the air.
After landing, Ling Tian tapped his toes, and while activating his Chaos Body, he suddenly exerted force and stabbed out towards Pengying with a sword.
Peng Ling still had a smile on her lips, knowing that Ling Tian was the pseudo-holy son of the Holy Land of the Emperor, and his strength was not ordinary, so he immediately activated the Jinpeng bloodline.
The Jinpeng's bloodline stirred, and Jinpeng's wings blooming with bright golden light spread out behind him.
As his wings trembled, another golden storm raged in front of him, sweeping towards Ling Tian with a monstrous power.
"Dual power of will?"
A look of surprise flashed across Ling Tian's eyes.
In this golden storm, he felt the power of the will of gold and the will of wind.
Moreover, both of these willpowers have reached the second level.