The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 2130 Boiling fighting spirit!
Chapter 2130 Boiling fighting spirit!

boom!
There was a vast and endless explosion, and in a blink of an eye, a huge body was formed above the army on the side of Redwood City.

"Battle spirit! Consolidated battle spirit!"

At this moment, Mr. Jiang and others retreated one after another, their momentum greatly reduced, and the strength of the opponent's battleship was still about the same as that of Lingmen.

But if a battle spirit is added, the battle situation will be one-sided. The terrifying fighting spirit exuded by that battle spirit has crushed their belief in fighting.

"Hmph, damn Lingmen, dare to invade my Redwood City and kill my Redwood City fighters, you will be bullied today."

As the army condensed the battle spirit, the faces of the leaders of the Redwood City side were filled with sneers, violent aura, and a shocking fighting spirit, which made them burst with confidence.

"Hehe, Mr. Jiang, don't be sad, it's not your fault."

Qiu Yuan had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Ling Hantian waited for someone to step on Redwood City, if he returned in a big defeat, what would Lingmen's disciples think?
Immediately, Qiu Yuan looked at Ling Hantian, and Ling Hantian was obviously a fighter.

However, if a fighter does not have fighters as energy backup, he is no different from a decoration.

"Compared with fighting spirit?"

The corners of Ling Hantian's mouth curled up slightly, and then he waved his sleeve robe, and a twenty thousand copper-colored bronze war puppet exuding a heavy metallic texture was summoned.

hum~
As soon as these bronze war puppets appeared, a vast fighting spirit burst out of the sky, and the infinite fighting spirit broke through the sky, forming a huge phantom faintly.

"Hiss! How is it possible?"

This scene caused a burst of exclamation from the powerful men who arrived later in Lingmen, but at this moment, they obviously couldn't care less about being surprised.

"Is this a bronze war puppet?"

Qiu Yuan's face was full of astonishment. Regarding the war puppet, as a fighter, he naturally knew what this thing represented.

For fighters, things like war puppets are no less tempting to fighters than god soldiers are to warriors.

If it is a golden war puppet, it is no different from a magic weapon.

Chi Wutian's expression didn't change, but his heart was also shocked.

After a few years of disappearance, Ling Hantian is more powerful than before, and the endless tricks that emerge one after another still make him feel afraid.

"How is it possible? Twenty thousand bronze battle spirits!"

At this time, the strong men on the Redwood City side couldn't help but feel their legs go weak in shock.

You know, a virtuous king and strong man is like hundreds of thousands of virtuous kings and strong men, and their fighting spirit is dozens of times greater.

In other words, these 200 war puppets are equivalent to more than [-] million troops.

Of course, the fighting spirit is not so exaggerated, but it is also equivalent to the fighting spirit of an army of 50 million.

And this kind of fighting spirit is completely controlled by a strong man, and the fighting power he can display will be more cohesive than them?
"The fighting spirit is concentrated, the fighting spirit is released!"

Ling Hantian formed seals with his hands, and a vast and boundless fighting spirit suddenly gushed out, instantly turning into a clear giant, and the giant exuded a controlling fighting spirit all over his body.

"War Spirit? It's really a battle spirit!"

"My God, he is able to condense the battle spirit by himself?"

Voices of disbelief came from Qiu Yuan's mouth.

At this time, the sky had been pierced, and Ling Hantian surprised him too much.

This kind of surprise is like saying that a three-legged frog becomes a prince, which is a bit funny.

It is very difficult for a second-level fighter to condense a fighting spirit, or it is like those fighters in Redwood City, where many people cooperate.

However, Ling Hantian is only an intermediate fighter, Qiu Yuan is sure of this.

However, Ling Hantian really did it, condensing the battle spirit by himself.

This ability is almost the same as that of a high-level fighter.

Qiu Yuan knew very well that even he couldn't control the [-] war puppets, but Ling Hantian managed to control them so easily.

Each war puppet is equivalent to a strong man in the realm of a virtuous king, and how many such strong men are there in Lingmen?
"Soldier Armor Tactics..."

Chi Wutian narrowed his eyes slightly, as far as he knew, only fighters who had learned Bingjia tactics could have this kind of ability in Ten Thousand Realms.

"Bingjia Tactic? Is it the Bingjia Tactic that was rumored to have been created by the Lord Military God?"

Qiu Yuan's eyes widened, and there was a strange light in them.

If war puppets are the magic weapons of fighters, then the armor tactics are as precious as the Heavenly Emperor Scripture to fighters.

"Damn it, this guy is practicing the rumored Bingjia tactics, otherwise he wouldn't be so perverted!"

On the side of Redwood City, many fighters are not A Niu from the countryside, so they have naturally heard of Bingjia tactics.

And this kind of thing, it is said that only those powerful fighters in the central region of the Styx Continent are qualified to practice.

"Damn it, we all teamed up and we can only draw with this guy, but Lingmen's hundreds of battleships are faintly better than our Redwood City!"

On the side of Redwood City, many leaders looked very ugly. They obviously didn't expect that Lingmen, who was not well-known in the region, would have such a skill.

"Kill me."

Ling Hantian didn't give these people too much time to think. He swung his big hand down suddenly, and the battle spirit immediately howled, and the huge voice rushed out with an unimaginable fighting spirit.

"Spirit of War, block it for us!"

The fighters in Redwood City shouted in unison, and the battle spirits forcibly gathered by more than a dozen people rushed up to fight against Ling Hantian's battle spirit at this time.

"Lingmen's brother? Where is it!"

Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly. In the current situation, the battleship team in Redwood City is held back by Mr. Jiang.

And the 90 army was united by fighters, and it was on par with him for a while.

Therefore, if he wanted to win the battle, Ling Hantian could only place his hopes on the fifty thousand Lingmen experts brought by Chi Wutian.

"Brothers of Lingmen, all members are at the disposal of the sect master!"

Ling Hantian's words spread, and many disciples subconsciously looked at Chi Wutian, who immediately frowned slightly, and the angry shout spread quickly.

"I'm waiting!"

As Chi Wutian's words fell, members of the Fifty Thousand Lingmen stepped out one after another, the sound of shouting spread, and everyone gathered behind Ling Hantian.

Ling Hantian glanced at Chi Wutian vaguely, he could naturally see that his weight in the hearts of these Lingmen members was far less than that of Chi Wutian.

"Show your fighting will, if you can't show the fighting will of the sage master at the level of the sage, get out of Lingmen!"

The cold voice spread, Ling Hantian is the real master of Lingmen, and he wants to tell these new members of Lingmen.

Lingmen, only he, Ling Hantian, can truly call the shots!

"What? Did you make a mistake!"

"I'll go, sect master, what do you mean? How can we release the fighting spirit of the sage in the later stage!"

At this moment, many members of the Lingmen were shocked. Generally speaking, ordinary strong men can only show a certain level of fighting spirit.

Only those geniuses can release a fighting spirit that surpasses their own fighting power, and some people's fighting spirit can be called against the sky.

(End of this chapter)