In a trance, Wang Tongming was a little confused about whether the attack was Yazi or Fang Tian Huaji.

Suddenly, a cold coldness penetrated the spiritual platform from the chest. Wang Tongming seemed to realize something, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue. With the pain, his sober mind gradually returned, but a layer of sweat had already emerged from his back.

He looked at Xiang, who had been surrounded by the central army's personal guards.

I saw the halberd tip exuding an extremely fierce murderous aura, and the crescent blade stirred up a bloody storm. Just by looking at it, I felt my mind shaking, and the bloodthirsty killing intention was lingering in my heart.

"What an amazing murderous intent."

Wang Tongming was shocked and puzzled, and secretly held the long sword tightly in his hand.

The heaven and earth have murderous intentions, the stars change and the sleep, and the dragon and snake rise to the land. People have murderous intentions, and the heaven and earth repeat!

Both generals in the army, Wang Tongming was shocked by the murderous intent that Xiang burst out from the inside out. This was no longer a force that could be built up by life alone. It was necessary to fight hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops many times to raise such murderous intent!

Whose commander are these guys?

"--ah."

Suddenly, a shrill wail sounded suddenly.

A charred figure swept from a distance and hit Wang Tongming directly. It was a soldier with a burnt smell all over his body. His black eyes trembled and he died immediately.

Wang Tongming looked down and the murderous intent in his chest became more and more intense. At this moment, he had already recognized that the person who shot him just now, and shouted loudly: "Kill that enemy general!"

kill!

The moment the words were spoken, a pair of murderous eyes looked at Wang Tongming.

There are spears like forests everywhere.

The neck waved the painting pole, and the four corner blades of Fang Tian slashed back, stabbed horizontally, and slashed downward, forcing a bloody path among the crowd. The sticky Tiansha thunder aura stirred and roared around his body.

The soldiers around them have murderous intentions; they also have fear.

Perhaps they didn't expect Xiang to fall from the sky with this move, and the united aura immediately appeared loopholes, which made Xiang penetrate their tight formation as soon as possible.

Capture the king first.

As long as Wang Tongming, the guard, was killed, the morale of the army would be in chaos.

Xiang's painting halberd blew up a hurricane, slashing an enemy general in half from top to bottom. Blood splashed in front of him, and then the thunder gang that lingers on his body evaporated. The despair and blood before his death lingered at the tip of the halberd.

Such a bloody and fierce scene, even if the soldiers surrounding them were on their feet.

The Tiansha thunder storm on the surface of his body was boiling, and Ya Zi's expression became more fierce and ostentatious.

Xiang Da glanced at him and saw the fear and panic from the enemy. In an instant, an unspeakable excitement rose from his chest, and the fiery thunder rushed between the meridians and flesh, and the tilted shadow at his feet suddenly became alive.

Zhengming!

The sharp sword light jumped out of the shadow, and the blade shone through the frightened cheeks.

Two thousand Netherworld warriors appeared behind Xiang like ghosts, holding a ring-headed sword on the right, a shield on the left, and a pair of scarlet lights lit up behind the eyepieces of the face armor.

Four Netherworld warriors raised their shields to block the spells falling from above. The Yin Qi in their bodies formed a perfect internal and external circulation with the mecha they were wearing. All the runes that enhanced their strength were activated and they used their strength to hit the soldiers in front of them.

The enemy's formation immediately retreated slightly.

I saw a dozen Netherworld warriors jumping up behind the dark shield, like the most ferocious hawks pounced down. The rough and narrow blade exuded a terrifying and fierce evil aura, cutting the enemy's throat and cutting off the head.

A simple and unpretentious way of killing!

Efficient, accurate, and swift, there is no gorgeous or even huge spell torrent in every move, but every attack can take away the lives of more than a dozen soldiers.

The runes engraved on the ring-headed sword surged with power.

All the soldiers, led by Xiang, formed an extremely sharp knife and inserted into the heart of the defenders, pointing straight to Wang Tongming, who was protected by a group of personal guards not far away.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, a slight roar sounded, like a poisonous snake poking out its core.

The eyes of the neck narrowed slightly, and the pricked Fang Tian Hua Ji spiraled with the flow. There was a fierce clash of "Cang" and a flying needle of adult palm hit the crescent blade, and many Mars splashed under the eyelids.

He didn't even look at who the attacker was, and his mind had already keenly captured the source of the murderous intent just now.

Xiang Xiang's charge forward was slightly slowed down, and the Nether Warrior behind him immediately stepped forward to protect his left and right.

At that time, a rune appeared on Xiang's left wrist. A horn bow splashed out, and the horn was firmly held in his hand. When the bow string was pulled, the thunder arrow had already been generated. He was hunting the sneak attacker hiding in the crowd.

One of the two fingers loosened, and a dark light burst out.

In the crowd dozens of meters away from the neck, the archer who was ordered by General Wang to take a good magic weapon, held a dark bamboo tube with his mouth. The runes like tadpoles wandered on the surface of the bamboo tube, and a weak and gloomy light shone.

When he saw Xiang Jing wielding Fang Tian's painting halberd to block the flying needle, he couldn't help but think it was a pity, but he knew the reason why he could escape thousands of miles without hitting a single blow. He immediately restrained his murderous intent and hid himself in his body to observe.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the body shape of the neck was blocked by the Netherworld warriors around him, and even his breath disappeared briefly.

Seeing this, a good person frowned immediately.

If the enemy general hides his head and tail, it will be difficult to assassinate.

Between my thoughts, a leaping darkness suddenly came into my sight.

'not good!'

The pupils of the good cums suddenly expanded. When he saw clearly what was coming, the thunder arrow had already hit his eyebrows, and the feeling of burning heat climbed up on his cheeks. There was no time to take any defense measures, and his head suddenly tilted.

The thunder arrow instantly penetrated the head of the archer, and the powerful force of his body was carried backwards and nailed to the war drum not far away.

A loud drum sounded on the battlefield.

Blood and fire became more and more intense.

Xiang Yi's arrow shot out, and he didn't bother to look at the man. While stroking forward, the painting halberd was like the authority of the God of Thunder. As he slashed, thousands of thunder swept out, directly turning dozens of meters around into the Senluo Lei Prison.

——Boom!

Thunder roars continued.

But even so, the enemy was still rushing up one after another in front of the Netherworld Legion's troops. Their eyes were reddened by blood and fire, staring at the tall halberd general, and roaring towards him.

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At this moment, two thousand Netherworld warriors were isolated and helpless, just like sailboats in the vast ocean.

Xiang looked at Wang Tongming, who seemed to be retreating from the city wall in the distance. Within a distance of only a few dozen meters, the other party forced their steps with his life, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

You must never fail!

Suddenly, a powerful force was blessed to Xiang along the dark connection.

The sky is overthrowing!

The four are winds, and their image is the sky, the master of the formation, and the pioneer of the army.

It's true!

In an instant, endless power of heaven and earth poured into my body.

I saw Xiang's breath climbing again, and a strange color in his eyes flew in a flash. He could keenly sense that this blessing power was different from the past, more essence, and more in line with his own power. In an instant, the Netherworld Legion behind him completed the qi flowing through, and the surging sense of power immediately overflowed uncontrollably.

That's now!

"roar!"

Yazi, who turned into the Thunder Gang of the Heavenly Evil, roared suddenly, and his unparalleled power burst out.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was surrounded by the blazing thunder, and the soldiers in front of him fell like wheat. The oppression and involvement of the enemy's military formation seemed to be unable to trap this dragon, and he could not stop the progress without trying his best.

The neck looked cold and his cheeks were as hard as a rock.

He held his breath in his heart, and a spirit of not wanting to be weaker than others. When the sky-covered formation of Xin brought him a strong change, Xiang Xin understood that Xin was about to break through and scream, but he had not taken that step for a long time.

Xiang was not anxious about this, and he always faced his competitive spirit.

He wants to become stronger and stronger.

kill!

Charge, keep charging.

Xiang sniffed Wang Tongming's murderous aura tightly, and only said one sentence in his heart.

Those who block me will die!

Xiang is indeed a natural military general, a powerful general, with a big heart. Facing an enemy that is several times more than him, he not only has no fear in his heart, but instead becomes stronger and stronger.

The soldiers who are unwilling to die should be sprinkled with their lives on the battlefield.

The tip of the halberd pierced through the enemy's throat and lifted him off the ground.

At this moment, Xiang suddenly realized his clarity. He led two thousand Netherworld warriors to penetrate the situation of surrounding ten thousand people in the true sense.

What is an enemy of thousands of people?

That's it.

The soldiers around him looked at Xiang with fear and frightened eyes, and the weapons in their hands were trembling, and they no longer had the courage to rush up.

Wang Tongming stared at his neck with a look of fear, as if he was looking at a monster.

He could not imagine, but he had to believe that a military general with a realm could lead thousands of soldiers to fight through the numerous encirclements and come to the enemy's chief general.
To be continued...