But before he died, he had to cut into pieces the guy who had ruined his good deeds in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Originally, Wu Tianyi relied on his powerful body to shuttle through the forest, and his speed was even slightly faster than Sun Batian, who was chasing behind him.
However, at this time, the latter had given up everything, and the treasures he had collected for many years in the storage ring were displayed one after another as if they were free of money.
No, Wu Tiangang escaped from a "house" shaped like a cage and made up of countless branches, and then fell into a sea of dense forest.
Seeing this, he did not dare to hesitate any longer. The black stick in his hand turned into thousands of stick shadows and directly blasted this middle-grade wooden magic weapon, which mainly trapped people, into pieces.
Although Sun Batian was surprised when he saw this scene, he immediately sneered.
With the help of these treasures, the gap between the two sides was less than a hundred meters.
At this moment, Wu Tian in front suddenly stopped.
Sun Batian saw this and sneered: "Why don't you run away?"
Wu Tian turned to look at him and said softly: "I want to try."
At this time, he could have fled directly into Qingtian Lei Mansion. Not to mention Sun Batian, not even ordinary demons could break its defense.
It's just that he is holding a fire in his chest. If he doesn't let it out, he will be depressed for a long, long time.
And the face in front of him that disgusted him was the best target for him to vent his anger.
He had a feeling in the dark that the person in front of him must die.
"Try?"
As if he heard some joke, Sun Batian raised his head and laughed wildly: "Do you want to try how to die?"
Wu Tian nodded honestly and asked, "I even contributed such a precious little golden dragon, so how can I be stingy?"
After saying that, he reached out and turned over, and a crystal clear spirit stone was thrown into the air, followed closely by three small silver swords.
"you,,,"
Seeing the spiritual energy in the top-quality spiritual stone being absorbed by the three small swords at a speed visible to the naked eye, a bad premonition came to Sun Batian's mind again.
If he chooses to give in at this time, it is still too late, but his arrogance has always told him that he cannot do this. He is just a Nascent Soul monk. How can he threaten him?
"Come on, let me see what you have got."
"After this move, I will let you taste what it means to live worse than death."
After saying that, he pulled off his robe, revealing a strange piece of armor.
It was shaped like a withered yellow wooden pile, covering Sun Batian's entire body and even had some withered yellow leaves on it.
As spiritual power was poured into it, this strange armor actually stretched out tiny spikes and pierced into Sun Batian's body. Then the aura began to rise crazily, and even the dead leaves turned emerald green.
Sun Batian, with a ferocious look on his face, felt extremely confident as he watched the three small swords fly across the sky, blooming with brilliant white light.
This armor is a wood-type defensive treasure. When fully stimulated, not to mention Mahayana monks, it can even withstand the attacks of ordinary immortals.
This is the biggest gain he has gained so far in his practice, and it is also the source of his confidence.
Wu Tian naturally noticed the strong confidence on Sun Batian's face, but he also believed in his sword formation.
"Three Talents Sword Formation."
"Here comes the Heavenly Formation Sword."
This move even tied Mao Lianqiu, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana and used the Lingbao Earth-Covering Seal. Even if Sun Batian was stronger, it didn't matter, he had four top-quality spiritual stones.
If one sword doesn't work, then use two or three swords. If you don't die, I will lose.
Wu Tian secretly made up his mind that no matter what the price, Sun Batian must die today, and it would be useless for anyone to come.
The next second, the sword array came out, a hole opened in the sky, and a sword tip poked out, then the sword body, the sword hilt, and finally a hundred-meter-long giant sword appeared in front of Sun Batian.
His eyes narrowed, what is this, a top-grade magic weapon? Lingbao?
No, the power of this giant sword has exceeded that of a high-grade magic weapon, but it has not reached the level of a spiritual treasure. It is not a problem to block it.
Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a second giant sword appeared in the sky, followed by a third one.
In order to complete his victory in one battle, Wu Tian decided to use three swords at the same time.
The next second, three giant swords slashed down with unprecedented momentum.
At this time, Sun Batian no longer cared about why a mere Nascent Soul Stage monk could use such a powerful sword formation. He roared, and the Lingbao armor on his body burst out with a blazing green light.
Boom, boom, boom, this blow was like destroying the heaven and earth. The earth within a few miles began to crack, the mountain peaks collapsed, and countless trees were reduced to pieces under this powerful force.
Wu Tian, who was in the center of the battlefield, had a hard time. Even if he sensed something was wrong and ran away first, he was still hit hard on the back.
When calm returned to the scene, only a deep pit the size of a football field was left.
died?
Just when Wu Tian was confused, an arrogant and domineering laugh came from the pit: "Hahaha, I'm fine."
A rickety figure was seen slowly flying out of the pit. At this time, Sun Batian's face was pale and his breath was weak, but there were no injuries on his body.
Looking back at the armor, it had returned to its previous withered and yellow state, with cracks appearing in some places, and it was obviously damaged.
"Boy, there's nothing left to do. I'll let you know the consequences of offending me later."
Sun Batian had a sinister smile on his face. Although this move was very powerful, the cost was definitely not low. He didn't,,,eh?
However, when he saw Wu Tian taking out a top-quality spiritual stone again and repeating the action just now, his smile turned into horror.
How is it possible? This is a top-quality spiritual stone. Not only does the immortal regard it as a treasure, but even as the head of the Sun family for hundreds of years, he only owns a top-quality spiritual stone and exchanged it for this armor.
How could this bastard have so many top-quality spiritual stones?
"Asshole, bastard, bastard,"
Sun Batian cursed endlessly while turning around and running away. Although the Lingbao armor's defense was amazing, it also consumed a huge amount of energy. He was not confident that he could take it a second time.
Seeing that the opponent wanted to escape, Wu Tian's eyes narrowed, and the six-armed Shura in the sea of consciousness raised his head and roared silently, and then suddenly punched.
The next second, a scene that shocked Wu Tian appeared.
I saw that this punch was like a mud cow entering the sea. After hitting Sun Batian, it had no effect at all. The opponent still ran away quickly.
However, no matter how fast Sun Batian was, he could not move faster than Wu Tian, who had already decided to kill him. Before he could escape from the pit, three giant lightsabers fell from the sky and hit his back.
The familiar loud noise came again, and the already fragmented land became filled with ravines. In the deep pit, a bloody figure fell there, and the Lingbao armor on his body was full of cracks.
It's not that it's not strong, it's that Sun Batian has no spiritual power.
Sun Batian was still alive after suffering two consecutive "Sword Arrivals from the Heavenly Formation", and that spiritual treasure played the most important role.
Being affected by the sword formation twice, Wu Tian's condition was not very good at this time, but it was much better than Sun Batian.
"No, you can't kill me."
When he saw the murderous intent in the eyes of Wu Tian, who was slowly flying towards him, Sun Batian instinctively begged for mercy.
"As long as you let me go, I can give you all the treasures I have."
"If I kill you, these will still be mine." Wu Tian replied with a sneer.
Where did the look of enjoyment on the city wall of Licheng just now go?
Are you scared now?
Hearing this, Sun Batian's expression changed drastically. Knowing that he would die today, he subconsciously wanted to crush the storage ring on his hand, but Wu Tian was faster.
After a shrill scream, Sun Batian's right arm was broken by a stick.
Wu Tian had enough time to pick up the severed hand and take off the storage ring. Then he calmly looked at Sun Batian, whose face was deformed due to the severe pain, and said, "It's time to hit the road."
thump.
Less than a minute later, a figure left the place, and in the pit, a headless corpse lay quietly there.
It is hard to imagine that this corpse was preceded by a high-level monk from the late Mahayana period, who was also among the forefront in Li City, but now his neck was cut off like a wild dog and abandoned in the wilderness.
At this time, the overall situation in Licheng has been decided, and this battle can be described as tragic.
More than a third of the huge city was reduced to ruins, and more than 100,000 ordinary people died, with many others injured.
As for the monks, because they were at the forefront of the battlefield, they suffered the most serious losses, nearly 200,000, a full quarter less, and almost all the monks in the Void Return Stage died.
Everyone stood under the dusk, looking at the devastated city. The survivors who had lost their parents, children, and husbands were sobbing softly.
Qiongying said in a deep voice: "Is this a war?"
Wen Fu nodded, "This is war. We are the winners, and those on the ground are the losers."
Fortunately, they won in the end. Otherwise, the survivors in front of them, including them, would have turned into corpses and fallen on the cold ground.
"It's a pity that the culprit was not found."
The pale Bai Lin gritted his teeth. He hated the traitor more than the monster.
"By the way, where is that guy Wu Tian?"
At this time, not only Wen Fu, but also Qiong Ying and others were puzzled.
From the beginning of the battle, this guy broke through the monster group and went to Red Earth City to ask for help, but he has not seen the opponent until the end.
Did he die in the mouth of a monster?
Or did you run away?
At this time, only Bai Lin curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, that guy is a thief better than anyone else. He must have been hiding in a corner and preparing to trick someone."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Buyan, who had the highest level of cultivation and had become one-armed, suddenly turned his head and looked outside the city.
It was a sea of monster beast remains, five or six meters high. However, everyone in the city was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and they didn't even have the energy to dig out the monster pills they usually grabbed.
At this time, a figure was galloping towards Licheng, stepping on the corpse of the monster beneath its feet.
"It's Wu Tian."
The others turned their heads to look, and Bai Lin even raised his hand to say hello.
"This way."
About two minutes later, Wu Tian's figure jumped up from the city and appeared in front of everyone.
He first nodded slightly towards Wen Fu and others, then looked at Bai Lin and the others and grinned, "Are they all alive?"
"That's natural."
Bai Lin was afraid that others would say unpleasant things, so he quickly answered first. However, when he saw that Wu Tian's injuries were no lighter than theirs, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he saw a bloody head that Wu Tian was holding.
"Whose head is this?"
