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"One knife?"
Zhou Tianwu was shocked and watched Mei Tiance's body fall in disbelief.
The most powerful general under his command died with a single blow?
Phew!
Chunyu Qiong¡¯s eyes were cold, and she flew high into the sky. She looked at Xia Houwu coldly and said, ¡°Do you dare to fight with me?¡±
"A second-grade Martial Emperor just died. Do you still dare to fight me?"
Xia Houwu sneered.
Chunyu Qiong said coldly: "There are also differences among Martial Emperors. Although I am a second-grade warrior, I have drunk the blood of two third-grade Martial Emperors under my spear. You will be the third."
"Brother Tianwu."
The Lord Jiuxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chunyu Qiong will help Mei Tiance get revenge."
Zhou Tianwu¡¯s face was as cold as frost and he remained silent.
Xia Xianxian was surprised and asked: "Aren't they all second-grade Martial Emperors?"
"The two of them had a discussion last year."
Jiuxiao Divine Lord smiled and said: "Chun Yu Qiong, defeated Mei Tiance with one move."
"So strong!"
Xia Xianxian was shocked. Although she was a third-grade Martial Emperor, she couldn't defeat a fierce warrior like Mei Tiance with a single move.
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that the generals under the command of Lord Jiuxiao would be even more powerful than me!
boom!
The voice of Jiuxiao Divine Lord has not dissipated yet.
Chunyu Qiong¡¯s body, already cold, fell from an altitude of 10,000 meters and hit Mei Tiance¡¯s body.
The air became dead.
One knife!
Another knife!
Kill with two swords, the most powerful general of the two countries!
The smile on Jiuxiao Shenjun¡¯s face froze instantly.
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and then he was sure that his general had also been killed by Xia Houwu with a single sword!
"Hiss!"
At this moment, everyone felt cold in their hearts.
"Stupid and poor."
Qin Zhongling covered her mouth and snickered.
Lin Chen glared at her and said, "You are not allowed to laugh on the battlefield."
When Qin Zhongling heard this, he immediately straightened his chest and stood at attention.
Xia Houwu raised his sword and stood up, staring at Zhou Tianwu with cold eyes, raised his sword and said: "You, come down and fight with me!"
"You beast, how dare you!"
Zhou Tianwu¡¯s eyes flashed red instantly, filled with murderous intent.
But his steps could never move forward.
"A general under Lin Chen's command has left us helpless."
Xia Xianxian murmured: "What's more, there are also the unfathomable Lin Chen and 800,000 sharpshooters. How can we fight this battle?"
Everyone was silent. You looked at me and I looked at you, unable to say a word.
The morale of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces instantly dropped to freezing point.
Before the war started, I thought that the 800,000 first-grade Martial Saints would be slaughtered like pigs and dogs under their hands, without the ability to resist.
But now, the situation has completely reversed.
Xia Houwu alone is like the reincarnation of the god of war, invincible.
In the void.
The strong men who were watching the battlefield all fell silent.
"The army rushes to kill, fight them!"
Zhou Tianwu looked ferocious and said: "The battlefield is not a place for personal competition. We have millions of troops. Charge over and kill Lin Chen. This battle will be won!"
"Yes! A mere 800,000 first-grade Martial Saints!"
"A third-grade Martial Emperor, we are not as good as him in single combat, but dozens of us Martial Emperors swarmed up and hacked him to death!"
"Kill these thieves!"
All the generals shouted in unison and knelt down to ask for battle.
The Lord Jiuxiao stood up slowly, drew out his divine sword, and said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
"kill!"
Millions of elite soldiers flew into the sky one after another, holding spears and shields in hand, and rushed towards the Northern Expeditionary Army camp.
Xia Houwu sneered and raised the three-pointed two-edged sword.
"shoot!"
Boom!
Eight hundred thousand Northern Expeditionary troops fired a salvo.
The arrows, one after another, carried powerful shock waves, and the arrows were all fired. In an instant, the bodies of millions of elite soldiers were directly shaken to pieces.
"Start the formation!"
Hundreds of thousands of formation mages shouted together and joined forces to support the eighth-grade formation.?
Boom!
Another round of volleys, the eighth-grade formation collapsed, and hundreds of thousands of formation mages spurted blood from their mouths and fell to the ground.
"put!"
On the Great Wall, millions of Lingwu crossbows fired in volley, and millions of huge Lingwu arrows carried the power of the Martial Saint.
The Northern Expeditionary Army fired another salvo.
The Lingwu arrows were shattered into powder, and the millions of Lingwu crossbows shattered instantly.
"Don't you need money for this damn low-grade Taoist weapon?"
On the battlefield, countless roars sounded.
Several rounds of volleys were fired, and millions of low-grade Taoist weapons were shot out. These millions of low-grade Taoist tools alone were enough to buy ten Huayu Immortal Dynasties!
This battle was so frustrating!
"receive!"
Xiahou Wu waved his three-pointed two-edged sword.
The 800,000-strong Northern Expeditionary Army put their bows behind their backs and picked up their spears.
"etc!"
Sudden!
Xia Xianxian on the Great Wall waved his hand and said dumbfounded: "Their spears, swords, big bows, armors are all low-grade Taoist weapons!"
""
Zhou Tianwu, the Divine Lord of Nine Heavens, felt a deep poverty at the same time.
"Compared with Lin Chen's Northern Expeditionary Army, the elite soldiers they were proud of were dressed in rags, like savages in the mountains.
??Isn¡¯t the Huayu Immortal Dynasty a small and barren country?
The millions of elite soldiers who were charging were subconsciously looking at the weapons in their hands and the armor on their bodies.
The feeling of inferiority is passed from person to person and permeates the military formation.
"First Army, Third Regiment."
Xia Houwu raised the three-pointed two-edged sword and said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
On a chariot, eight thousand silver-armored soldiers flew into the sky and charged towards the millions of troops.
"You beast, you are so brave, eight thousand people against millions of people!"
Li Yuhang sneered and slashed wildly with the sword in his hand, creating a huge sword energy.
The sword energy of the Martial Emperor realm is enough to kill all the 8,000 first-grade Martial Saints!
Li Yuhang, you have this confidence!
Boom!
Eight thousand silver-armored soldiers were instantly dispersed.
However, their bodies were not damaged at all. Not only their armors, but even their eyebrows and hair were not broken.
"What?!"
Li Yuhang was shocked, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.
He, a powerful man in the first level of the Martial Emperor Realm, used all his strength to strike with his sword, but it had no lethality. He didn't even kill a Martial Saint?
"The formation of the evil gods!"
Eight thousand soldiers in silver armor shouted in unison and raised their spears high.
Eight thousand soul powers were shot out from their spears, turning into a huge demon god.
"Roar!"
The demon god is ten thousand meters tall, with his feet on mountains and his hands picking up stars, roaring with anger.
"Emperor Wu!"
Li Yuhang¡¯s expression changed drastically.
However, before he could recover, the Demon God punched him.
The strength of the fist shook the void.
Li Yuhang¡¯s body was instantly blown into pieces.
The battlefield was instantly quiet.
The sounds of killing, drumming, and shouting disappeared without a trace.
" Millions of elite soldiers, martial sages and fierce generals, giants of the world, martial arts overlords, holy land lords, peerless geniuses, immortal sect masters
Everyone stood there in a daze, looking up at the huge demon.
¡°Surrender, let¡¯s surrender!¡±
Xia Xianxian's voice trembled and her legs became weak as she murmured: "A formation composed of eight thousand martial saints can actually summon the demon god of the Martial Emperor Realm. Lin Chen has 800,000 martial saints and can summon a hundred demon gods of the Martial Emperor Realm." !¡±
At this moment, she finally knew why the barbarians surrendered so quickly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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