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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three The Son of Heaven is Furious

A calm and indifferent voice sounded, and then dispersed.

With Ling Tian's cultivation at this time, these words were transmitted to every corner, pit, and cellar in Luoyang.

At this moment, all the people in Luoyang City who are lucky enough to be alive can hear these words, and it won't take long for these words to spread throughout the world.

However, these words are only external appearances. Ling Tian said these for reputation and luck. He knows his own affairs. There are hundreds of thousands of Turkic cavalry. It is impossible for Ling Tian to destroy them. No matter how angry the emperor is, he will become stronger.

, facing hundreds of thousands of Turkic cavalry, he had to stop firing. The biggest reason why he decided to chase the Turks was He Shibi.

Just before, Ling Tian suddenly felt He Clan's aura suddenly becoming stronger.

He not only felt that he could use the power of He's Bi a little, he even felt that he could use the power of He's Bi to completely sense the location of the Temple of War.

All the distances and spaces in this world seemed to disappear with his thoughts, and he could enter the Temple of War in an instant.

Ling Tian understood that this feeling should be an illusion, as if a person suddenly received great power and blessing, he would be invincible in the world, and could even break the sky with his fists and break the earth with his feet. However, an illusion is an illusion, and it would produce such an illusion.

He also said that Heshibi was a terrible help to him in understanding the secrets.

"Jie Li, you don't want to leave easily after doing evil, let alone take away my Han family's treasures and clan jade..."

An angry roar sounded, and Ling Tian's figure suddenly flew up, and then rushed forward like a stream of light. The power of the emperor's anger swept and enveloped, and the whole world seemed to begin to change. Behind him, the thousands of people merged with him in an instant.

As one, strange power begins to penetrate everyone's power field.

With thousands of people in one body, Ling Tian's team was like a blackboard eraser, quickly erasing a blank strip in Luoyang City, and all the Turkic teams in front of him disappeared completely.

There were no corpses, be they human or war horses, and even armors, weapons, and even part of the masonry of Luoyang City had disappeared without a trace.

The terrifying power of the Emperor's wrath was brought into full play by Ling Tian at this moment.

In the distance, Jieli felt the terrifying power sweeping over him and turned his head slightly, his expression suddenly changed when he saw it.

"Block him... Emperor Nu is not invincible, he won't be able to withstand it for too long..."

Jie Li slightly shook the Heshi Bi in his hand, a trace of hesitation appeared on his face, and then he spoke loudly.

He could hear the meaning of Ling Tian's words. If he kept He's Bi, Ling Tian might not fight to the end, but after all, Jieli was not willing to keep He's Bi.

He's Bi, the symbol of the orthodoxy of the Central Plains dynasty since ancient times, Jieli is not stupid, so he was not tempted by Li Yuan and directly entered the Central Plains. However, Jieli also had great ambitions, so he could not resist He's Bi either.

temptation.

"Follow me..."

Behind, some tribal leaders and general Jieli heard Jieli's voice and immediately turned around.

Although Ling Tian's power to drive the emperor's anger is terrifying, after all, the Turks have hundreds of thousands of cavalry here. These generals and tribal leaders are not so frightened that they dare not fight. In fact, for Jie Li to retreat directly

However, these tribal leaders and Jieli generals themselves were reluctant.

These people don't have any judicious vision. They just want to imitate the foreign races that took over the Central Plains in the past four hundred years. Even if they can maintain their rule over the Central Plains for at least one generation, these people don't have any objections. Compared with the grasslands, the people of this era have nothing to do with it.

The Central Plains is paradise.

"Chong, because of the Khan..."

"Chong, for the grassland..."

………………

Soon, at least more than 100,000 cavalrymen turned their horses around and turned back. Without waiting for Ling Tian to approach, the rearmost team had already begun to charge.

The cavalry is naturally the most terrifying when charging. Since arriving in Luoyang, these Turkic cavalry have been constantly clearing obstacles in the city. The streets of Luoyang are already spacious, and after being cleared by them, they are even more suitable for cavalry charges.

At this moment, the Turkic cavalry began to charge, and in an instant they were like a torrent of steel, covering Ling Tian's thousands of people.

No one can imagine what it would be like to charge one hundred thousand cavalry. Even if these one hundred thousand cavalry charge separately, at this moment, in the sight of Ling Tian and others, there is no other scene in sight, only

Densely packed war horses galloping.

In Luoyang City, which had been mostly emptied, even Ling Tian felt as if Luoyang City would be overwhelmed by the countless iron cavalry.

At this moment, Ling Tian could feel that the auras of some of the thousands of people behind him were beginning to become disordered.

These people are the elite of the Demon Sect and the Song Clan, but no matter how elite they are, they cannot withstand the charge of a hundred thousand cavalry.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Tian's eyes suddenly became sharp.

A trace of strange spiritual power spread out from him.

"Ling Tian..."

Behind him, Lu Miaozi's expression suddenly changed. The spiritual power that Ling Tian dispersed at this time came from Lu Miaozi. It was the same power that Lu Miaozi used to freeze the thousands of knights on the Pegasus Ranch.

But thousands of knights and hundreds of thousands of cavalry are definitely different concepts. This is not only a difference in quantity, but also a difference in quality. Although the horses raised at Pegasus Ranch are also war horses, they have never seen blood, and the Turkic cavalry here,

Their war horses have all seen the light of swords and have been on the battlefield. Even taming such war horses is more difficult than ordinary horses, let alone stopping them when they are running wildly.

"Follow me and you will gain direct profit..."

Ignoring Lu Miaozi's shouts, Ling Tian's voice sounded loudly.

At this time, Ling Tian could clearly feel waves of dizziness welling up from the depths of his mind. At the same time, his mental power swept over him. In front of him, the Turkic cavalry who had already started falling down in rows like cutting wheat.

Go down.

One hundred thousand cavalrymen began to fall to the ground in a fan shape. The shock of this scene was absolutely astonishing. In the distance, Jie Li's face had already lost a trace of blood.

"Madman, how many times can you use this kind of power? When you run out of power, those hiding in the dark will never let you go..."

An angry and anxious roar came from Jie Li's mouth.

His martial arts skills were equally impressive, and he roared with all his strength, which spread throughout Luoyang.

There was no response from the silent city of Luoyang, neither Ling Tian nor those hiding in the dark. Or, those hiding in the dark were sneering and daydreaming. After all, it would be a great good thing for them that both Ling Tian and Jie Li would suffer losses.

In Luoyang City, Ling Tian didn't think too much. His eyes were slightly blurry at this time, but his figure had already led Song Que, Lu Miaozi and other thousands of masters to the periphery of the Turkic army surrounding Jie Li. Immediately, another

It was a wave of spiritual power that swept through, and the situation of harvesting wheat reappeared.

The emperor is angry. When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses are laid down and blood is shed for thousands of miles. This is the real power of the emperor's anger.

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