The Strongest Simulator In the Sky

The remaining dozen or so slave warriors may not be able to kill Ling Tian easily, but they are absolutely victorious against the hundreds of ordinary people who survived before.

When they turned around and chased those people, the sound of crying and grabbing the ground suddenly sounded in the distance. Those who were clearly hundreds of meters away, and some of the ordinary people who were still running, actually sat directly paralyzed. on the ground.

Then, while Ling Tian was stunned, the fastest rushing slave warrior slashed the necks of several people with a machete.

At this time, Ling Tian almost subconsciously threw the machete in his hand.

Death appeared again among those slave warriors.

However, the two machetes only killed one slave warrior this time, and the other machete was blocked by another slave warrior and his companions.

In the distance, the charging slave warriors immediately grabbed a few ordinary people and did not kill them again, but forced them to kneel down towards Ling Tian.

"Save me, save me..."

A crying voice suddenly sounded, and the ordinary people who were forced to kneel saw Ling Tian seemed to have seen the savior and cried aloud and begged.

And following the common people's pleas, the slave warrior machete standing behind him also put a sword on the neck of the common people.

Ling Tian coldly looked at the operations of those slave warriors over there, but secretly sneered, what is this slave warrior trying to do, threaten him with the lives of the common people, it would be ridiculous to do so.

Although he will rescue others when he has the opportunity, he is definitely not great enough to sacrifice himself for others.

At least, the ordinary people over there are not enough for him to sacrifice himself for it.

The machete smeared the necks of the ordinary people who were forced to kneel, and when the blood splashed, the slave warrior shook his wrist and threw a blood-stained head towards Ling Tian.

Seeing that head fall, Ling Tian's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously felt anger from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, behind the slave warrior who slaughtered an ordinary person, the remaining dozen or so slave warriors returned dozens of ordinary people who had already been detained.

The more than 100 ordinary people who escaped before were actually caught back seven or eight out of ten.

"Help us, help..."

Dozens of ordinary people were forced to kneel, and then saw Ling Tian pleading and shouting just like the one who had been slashed before.

There is no doubt that in the eyes of these ordinary people, Ling Tian, ​​who was able to kill more than ten slave warriors, was their only way to survive. For this reason, these people even subconsciously ignored Ling Tian's age.

Standing behind those ordinary people, the remaining slave warriors looked at Ling Tian coldly.

want to confront...

No, there are still more than ten of these guys, and they originally occupy the stronger side. Now that they have captured these people, they have not threatened themselves. There is something wrong here.

Ling Tian's heart shuddered slightly. Suddenly, his body shrank violently, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded. Behind him, an arrow with a whistling wind almost swept across his scalp.

There are more than thirty of these slave warriors...

In Ling Tian's heart, enlightenment emerged.

Without thinking, Ling Tian's figure quickly rolled out towards the grass on the side.

On the side, the grass is full of insects. Obviously, there is no ambush or anything with murderous intent.

"Come out, otherwise these people will die because of you..."

At this time, the slave warriors standing behind nearly a hundred ordinary people roared angrily. Many of the people were not used to threaten Ling Tian, ​​but just to disturb Tian's mind at this time.

When the slave warrior's words came out, behind Ling Tian, ​​the sharp sound of breaking through the air even sounded one after another.

Those arrows started frantically blocking any direction Ling Tian fled.

Undoubtedly, these slave warriors were madly wanting to leave Ling Tian here.

In fact, by this time, Ling Tian really did not have much room to escape and escape, but Ling Tian had acquired some strange talents since he died once.

Therefore, when he was rolling and moving, Ling Tian had a vague feeling that he seemed to have some kind of invisible perception, and could clearly know how to avoid the arrows.

And this way of evasion made those slave warriors have murderous intentions in their eyes.

Having been enslaved by many families of the Sijin Dynasty in the south for countless years, these slave warriors knew very well how powerful these cultivators in the south were.

Even if the slaves were freed, they would definitely not dare to rebel.

During the Ding-Han period, even at the end of the Ding-Han era, a team led by top cultivators, even a few hundred people, could easily kill tens of thousands of cavalrymen of any tribe on the grasslands.

Although Dinghan has perished for more than 200 years, and Sijin has not fully inherited the strength of Dinghan, the Central Plains practitioners in the Sijin period were also extremely powerful.

At least, with the same number of teams, the Sijin army with practitioners can easily destroy the army of any surrounding clan.

For the slave warriors, the practitioners in the south are definitely the best ones to die. Therefore, seeing Ling Tian, ​​a child less than ten years old, has so many magical places, it makes these slave warriors feel it. Danger.

What kind of existence should such a child grow up to be?

I am afraid that the famous generals of the Dinghan period are enough to compare.

Naturally, such a southerner cannot be allowed to grow up.

"Don't run away, have a decent fight with me, if you win, I'll let them go..."

The arrows continued to shoot, and at the same time, the slave warriors standing behind nearly a hundred people began to cut off the heads of those people one by one, and then threw their heads towards Ling Tian.

These slave warriors subconsciously felt that this method can not only deter the enemy, but also make these southern barbarians who always pay attention to etiquette and morality in the hearts of inexplicable feelings such as guilt.

After cutting off more than a dozen heads, the slave warrior standing behind the common people saw that Ling Tian didn't pay any attention to it, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to stop beheading.

However, at this moment, the people who were still alive suddenly started cursing.

"You can't wait until you die..."

"Beasts in clothing..."

Crazy cursing sounded, these ordinary people are not necessarily fools, idiots, seven or eight out of ten they can think clearly, even if Ling Tian does not escape, even if he stops and fights his slave warrior, it is probably impossible to let that The slave warriors let them go.

However, seeing that he was about to have his head chopped off, while Ling Tian was able to escape, these people had already become unbalanced in their psychological instincts.

Then, this imbalance turned into a mad curse.

It's not that people are sinister, it's just the despicableness of human nature. You don't look down on others as better than you. When you're unlucky, you want others to be unlucky.

The slave warrior who was standing behind a group of people heard the people start cursing Ling Tian for a moment, then burst into laughter.

These scoldings let this slave warrior know that he doesn't need to be afraid of Ling Tian anymore. No, he is afraid of Si Jin again. Even if there are some peerless generals in this country, the heart of this country has already been beaten.

Of course, slave warriors do not understand the terms such as morale. However, as warriors like beasts, these slave warriors know better than anyone what morale is.

On the edge of the grass, an arrow slid past Ling Tian's arm, but at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly turned his body, and the machete swirled and flew towards the back.

The machete slid across a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and then slammed into the throat of a slave warrior.

The next second, more than a dozen slave warriors rushed out from behind the dead slave warrior, and then angrily opened their bows and shot at Ling Tian again.

There are more than ten archers, and they should be the kind of full-time archers.

Although the previous thirty slave warriors also shot arrows, the archery skills of those slave warriors were pure and accurate, but there was nothing special about them. Now, more than ten slave warriors shoot arrows compared to the previous thirty. The danger is even greater.

These arrows blocked almost all possibilities of escape.

The body rolled and sprinted, but Ling Tian, ​​who could not escape at all, quickly analyzed the details of the dozen or so new slave warriors.

Then, Ling Tian's figure suddenly shrank again, and the whole person turned into a phantom and rushed towards the ordinary people who were cursing him.

He naturally didn't care about those curses. In fact, whether it was rescue or killing, Ling Tian hadn't thought about it at the moment.

However, since these guys started cursing, Ling Tian would naturally no longer have goodwill towards these people. Ling Tian had actually thought of how to break the situation.

At this time, although he seems to have awakened some peculiar power, it is not enough to support him and all the slave warriors to fight recklessly. Therefore, he needs some targets that can help him block the dozen or so archers behind him.

As long as someone can help him block the archers of the dozen slave warriors behind him, he can hope to kill the remaining dozen slave warriors.

And no matter which side he killed, more than a dozen slave warriors and more than a dozen slave archers would have more chances to have a good life with the remaining side.

"Block him..."

Seeing Ling Tian sprinting towards him quickly, the slave warrior standing behind the hundreds of commoners showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and suddenly with a roar, he lifted the common folks in front of him and staggered out.

The few ordinary people staggered out, just in time to see Ling Tian approaching quickly, and they subconsciously squeezed towards Ling Tian at the same time.

Seeing that, he actually wanted to use his own body to restrain Ling Tian.

The despicableness of human nature can be seen...

Ling Tian was slightly taken aback when he saw the movements of the common people, but then his figure shrank, and his hands quickly hit the lower abdomen of the men who were pressing towards him.

Some kind of peculiar force made the bodies of the ordinary people who were beaten in the abdomen that should have been bent suddenly straighten up.

Immediately, Ling Tian quickly passed through the few people, and when several arrows were pinned to these ordinary people, Ling Tian's people had already reached the slave warrior who had killed more than a dozen people.

The figure bent, and quickly broke the slave warrior's ankle in a staggered manner. Then Ling Tian's arm popped out, and his fingers were inserted into the slave warrior's throat.

With the blood splashing, Ling Tian's arm has been retracted, and he quickly grabbed the slave warrior's machete, followed by the machete slashing to the side, and a slave warrior just stepped over. He waved the knife towards Ling Tian.

The sharp machete cut open the slave warrior's ankle, Ling Tian's arm went up to meet it, a crisp metal collision sounded, the ankle was cut open, and the slave who had long been unable to exert any strength under the severe pain The warrior's machete was immediately swayed by Ling Tian, ​​and then Ling Tian's machete wiped the slave warrior's neck.

"Volley..."

At this time, a deep roar sounded in the distance, and in an instant, dozens of arrows fell madly towards Ling Tian and the surroundings.

These slave archers enveloped Ling Tian and the surrounding area, and at this time, the slave warriors here were already quickly retreating outside.

The cooperation between these slave warriors is obviously extremely skilled. Even if there is no verbal communication, these guys know when and what kind of reaction they will make to each other.

However, at this time, those arrows were covering an area. When Ling Tian was flying towards the arrows, his figure had already rolled to the ground, flipped over, and then quickly penetrated through countless ordinary people. .

The densely falling arrows quickly penetrated the ordinary people, and only one or two sporadic arrows fell between the gaps of the ordinary people.

At this time, Ling Tian's figure had already passed through those ordinary people and also reached the periphery, and the machete in his hand quickly cut open the ankles of the two slave warriors again.

At this time, Ling Tian was only a ten-year-old child, so he shouldn't be too handy when doing this ankle-cutting thing.

After cutting open the ankles of the two slave warriors, Ling Tian didn't even rush to kill the two of them. Instead, the figure continued to flip over quickly and jumped out. In the blink of an eye, he cut open the ankles of the five slave warriors.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining dozen or so slave warriors had already fallen to eight people again, and the remaining four or five people had already left the position of the ordinary people.

By this time, the rest of the people had already been frightened by the battle between the slave warriors and Ling Tian.

However, although they were frightened by both sides, these people who have not died are cursing Ling Tian, ​​it seems that Ling Tian has done something heinous, but, in the subconscious of these people, they just feel that Ling Tian was their same clan, so he cursed Ling Tian like this.

At this time, under the mountain road, a small team full of wounded soldiers was quickly coming towards the mountain.

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