Chapter 1560: Tuoba is furious, the Holy King appears
I think the old man had vowed to come to attack Dongcheng with his helpers just to take the opportunity to take revenge.
But now it's good, the war has only lasted a short period of time. Not only the coalition forces of the major tribes have suffered heavy losses, but even the top leaders have been beaten to the point of losing their temper. Now there is a complete rout.
It is almost expected that once this matter spreads, the old face of his Shuofeng tribe will be completely lost, and maybe even the reputation of the Barbarian God bloodline will be greatly affected.
Thinking of this, brother Tuoba Jingnan felt a surge of blood, and the old face covered by the mask instantly turned red.
But even though he was extremely angry in his heart, facing the entanglement of the two powerful men holding the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, he could only be distracted and helpless.
Not to mention that although the enemy who killed his son was right in front of him, he was always hiding in the city defense formation, so the old man really had nothing to do.
So in a rage, Tuoba Jingnan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and actually shouted directly:
"Bold Qin Xuantian! If you have the ability, come out and fight with me. How can you be considered a hero if you hide in the city...?"
After hearing this, Qin Tian, who was trying to recover, had no change in his expression, only a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
"Hmph~! I have never said that I am a hero. Moreover, since the two tribes have been at war, you and other barbarians have endless conspiracies and tricks. What does Qin's method mean?"
"On the other hand, your Excellency, the dignified Shuofeng Clan leader, has always regarded himself as a descendant of the Barbarian God, but now he is acting as a talisman and is willing to become the lackey of Ming Yue and other rebellious people. I wonder if such despicable behavior will not even bring shame on the ancestors. ?”
These words were so sonorous and powerful that Tuoba Jingnan was speechless, and his face turned green and white for a while. It was obvious that what he said hit home the pain in his heart.
This feeling of having my fig leaf lifted off in public is really uncomfortable.
"Ah~! Zhuzi is looking for death~!"
In the end, Tuoba Jingnan, who was filled with grief and anger, raised his head and screamed in anger. He punched the air hard and forced away the dense threads gathered around him. Even the phantom of the tall golden Buddha was thrown away. He was beaten back a little.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tuoba Jingnan's figure flashed and flew towards the east tower at an extremely fast speed. He already punched out mid-way and fired a domineering punch in the air.
Wherever the fist passed, with the blessing of the Zhen clan's treasure, even the space was left with tiny traces, and its power was barely close to the realm of the Holy King.
However, seeing this scene, Qin Tian was not afraid at all.
Sure enough, due to the retreat of the barbarian army, the pressure on the city defense formation was greatly reduced, so this seemingly terrifying blow hit the surface of the light screen. It only caused a ripple and was quickly offset completely.
When Tuoba Jingnan saw this, he was immediately furious, but he was entangled by Mi Qianshang and Abbot Mingkong who followed closely, and he had no chance to take action again.
Qin Tian also happened to regain his condition, and began to draw his bow and arrow again to prepare for the final harvest before the barbarian army retreated too far.
After all, in addition to range limitations, self-consumption is also a huge problem.
For example, after several rounds of all-out explosions, the power of the star patterns all over Qin Tian's body was greatly consumed, and even the sea of true energy in his dantian shrank severely.
Although the state of exhaustion can be restored briefly, and the sea of true essence can be quickly replenished with the help of elixirs, the power of the star pattern cannot be replenished overnight and can only be slowly replenished by absorbing waste stones.
And this is also the disadvantage of long-range sneak attacks.
By fully erupting through both physical and mental cultivation, the arrow can indeed reach a terrifying power that far exceeds that of the same level, but it cannot maintain the explosive state all the time.
It should be understood that the way of heaven has its own balance.
Otherwise, if the arrows can be fired unlimitedly, I am afraid that Qin, a certain Qin, can kill all the strong barbarians with his own strength, so why bother to fight hard here?
But fortunately, the barbarian camp didn't notice the clues, and they were already frightened out of their wits at this moment.
Under such circumstances, Qin Tian naturally wanted to pursue the victory and fully exploit his own advantages to the limit.
However, God did not fulfill his wish.
The moment Qin Tian loosened his bowstring, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the distance.
The person who came was seen wearing coarse linen clothes, with a beard on his face and a rough temperament, but his eyes were extremely sharp. It was the Holy King Yunyao: Jiang Tingyue!
As a mighty Saint King Realm expert, one can imagine his flight and escape speed!
Then he saw his figure flickering, quickly crossing a long distance, and descending near the tower like a ghost, just in front of the arrow.
After arriving at the scene, Jiang Tingyue reached out to fish it out and held the silver flying feather arrow in his hand. His movements were full of ease and ease. The arrows, which were originally powerful and full of artistic conception, were unable to harm his palm at all. He was stunned. The epidermal defenses cannot be broken down, and all they can do is whimper and tremble continuously.
The physical strength of the mighty Saint King Realm is evident!
Seeing this scene, Qin Tian was secretly shocked, and the pupils of his eyes shrank sharply. Apparently, he never expected that the rumored Holy King would actually appear in person!
This was the first time in his life that he had faced a powerful body-refining powerhouse in the Holy King Realm, and he felt really hard to describe.
At the same time, the abnormality that occurred in mid-air quickly attracted the attention of other monks in the field, and soon the entire eastern theater fell into silence, which could almost only be described as silence.
Everyone cast a shocked look, and many barbarian warriors were naturally very excited, but the human race was shocked.
Under the attention of the whole audience, the Holy King Yun Yao was calm and composed, and his sharp eyes that looked down on all living beings slowly looked at Qin Tian on the tower, and said in a seemingly calm tone:
"Little guy, it's not right to shoot my barbarian warriors as targets, right?"
As he spoke, his clothes moved without wind, and a terrifying pressure spread out, quickly covering the entire East City area, and even the high-altitude clouds were forcibly stirred, evolving into a huge black vortex.
Such a spectacular scene was really jaw-dropping.
It was hard to imagine how terrible the power of this Holy King was, as his momentum alone could cause strange phenomena in the world.
For a moment, many Taoist and Buddhist warriors were all shocked.
Even Qin Tian on the tower couldn't help but frown slightly.
Facing the vast pressure, even after being weakened by the city defense formation, it was still somewhat unbearable.
But at this point, Qin Tian did not retreat even a step, and eight illusory spirit shields appeared around him, forcibly resisting the pressure, and then said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
"Senior, you are too kind, since it is a battlefield confrontation, there is naturally no such thing as mercy, and Qin is a member of the Jiuzhou human race, killing the enemy on the battlefield is just my duty!"
