boom!

The air flow surging, echoing like thunder, blowing flesh and blood like rain.

The power of the three arrows shocked the audience.

quick!

Too fast!

Yang Yu had three arrows pierced the Kongo, and the five great masters were killed and seriously injured. The other two were dim and seemed to have no chance of life.

One of them was the King Zuo Khan of the Golden Tent, and he was a real-powerful figure than the King of the Ming Dynasty!

fear!

At this moment, dust filled the dust, and the battle between the Baizhou Jingqi and the Tianlang Army was fierce, but the masters inside and outside the battlefield couldn't help but lose their voices.

That's the Grand Master!

Lu Qingting, Feng Junzi, the fifth Jie...

Grandmasters and masters were very cold at this time. They asked themselves that they were knowledgeable, but they had never seen such a powerful archery technique?

Martial Saint-level Archer?!

"I……"

Yu Taoist's mind was blank, and he was shocked to the extreme. He was almost injured by the rioters. He came to his senses and immediately shouted angrily. The sword was like a dragon, causing a large wave of blood.

But he was afraid of fighting and cherishing himself. He was obviously brave and brave, which made the Ku Ni in the corner dumb.

Click!

The energy spread, blowing off the Tianlang Celestial, and the Tianlang Army, which was already in chaos, became even more disintegrating.

The outside of the border is bitter and cold, and there are many brave and good at fighting people, but most of the people gather here are small tribes, and there are not many elites.

Three arrows penetrated the sky and penetrated the military formation. They were already panicked and shocked. At this moment, Nayudu died, and the flag was broken. Without the command of the flag, the army was even more defeated.

The hundreds of thousands of Tianlang defeated troops were brought by less than 2,000 Baizhou elite cavalry, and the Baizhou army was chased out wildly.

"How could it be..."

Dan Tai Zhengfa was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and the arrow light in his eyes had not dissipated, as if he had lost the capture of any other scene.

It was not until the blood rain hit me that I suddenly woke up.

"King King!"

In the ruins, the bodies of two armored masters trembled and their eyes were bloody. The majestic true energy surged on them, bursting out violent fluctuations.

boom!

The two of them rushed to the death with their severely injured body, and took their soldiers and took steps backwards. When the arrow light dissipated, they suddenly appeared under the flag platform, a figure as terrifying as a god and a demon.

Death-fighting!

As the guards of the Khan King, the master died, and they had no desire to escape at all, because the fate of escape would never be better than fighting to death today.

boom!

Stepping on and lifting troops, the blood and energy are like a waterfall and the wind is like a tide.

The two people who were in the arms of dying showed amazing power at this moment, just like a giant elephant trampling, carrying many hurricanes and raising the shadow of guns like forests.

One left and one right, and the other left and the other left, and the killing went away.

But the next moment, the blood and energy in front of the crowd seemed to be filled with golden light and the vast ocean illuminated the sky and occupied all the colors in everyone's perspective.

"kill!"

The roars of the two armored soldiers echoed, but suddenly lit up in front of them, and it was black again.

A red gold lingered in the palm of a Vajra, suddenly raised up, and then suddenly squeezed it, accompanied by violent thunder, as if it had grabbed all the light in its hands.

Then, at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast, it pressed down horizontally.

"die!"

The facial features were ferocious, and the seven orifices were bleeding. The two armored soldiers were all afraid of death, so they did not avoid or dodge. The two guns were as shocked as meteors, and they wanted to burn both jade and stones.

Bang!

Two collisions sounded.

Under everyone's gaze, the two long-forged spears suddenly bent like bows, and the domineering fist seal that was extremely powerful.

He hit the chests of the two people regardless of order.

Dong!

It's like a heavy hammer and a drum.

The two of them instantly turned blood red, and sticky blood arrows squeezed out from their seven orifices, and then they rose from the ground with the roar.

Accompanied by bursts of sour teeth, the straw was thrown away more than ten feet away, smashing a sledge cart.

Seeing this scene, Dan Tai Zhengfa, who had just taken one step, seemed to be nailed to the spot, sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to move for a moment.

The four armored soldiers under Nayudu were all piled up with the "Tiger and Wolf Pill", which was naturally inferior to him, but they were also truly strong men who formed a single army.

Such a fierce man with such a far-fighting god arrow and a fierce close combat fist seal, but he dared to fight forward...

Huh ~

The golden light rose and died for a moment, and Yang Yu's fist seal was retracted.

For him, the combination of the sky and the earth is far more than just a transformation, and it is as simple as training the surge in the level.

The body that raises the sky and the power that shakes the earth, and the combination of the two is the real "killing magical power".

Under the broken flag stage, the fifth white eyebrows, Nayudu, were all angry, and resentment was overflowing on the surface, but they all lost their breath.

The great master, the body and vitality of the master of magical powers, is naturally far beyond ordinary warriors, but it is impossible for them to withstand such serious injuries.

The primordial magnetism oscillates and the divine arrow driven by the current can even break the body that holds the sky, let alone these two people?

After glanced over, almost all the two men's necks were qi-shaped, and all the muscles and internal organs disappeared, and they died miserably.

Whether it is screaming, scolding, or coercion, there is no chance to say it.

call!

Yang Yu raised his palm and grabbed his head, which was blown by the strong wind, covering his face with his hair.

"Fang Zhenghao..."

Swish!

After his hair was chaotic, his closed eyes seemed to be stimulated and suddenly opened, without any spirit and his eyes were dissipated, but he opened his eyes.

"Yang..."

It was like waking up from a deep dream, and the moment when the boundless darkness retreated from the eyes, Fang Zhenghao's spirit seemed to solidify for a moment.

"It's you..."

His mood fluctuated violently, but it quickly calmed down.

"Your will is much stronger than those two people. Unfortunately, it is a ferocious battlefield, hard to survive..."

It is hard to see ghosts with naked eyes. In the eyes of Lu Qingting and others, Yang Yu held the head and was talking to himself. He could naturally see the soul like a candle in Fang Zhenghao's wind.

The battlefield is like a stove, and the soul is like paper. When you are in it, it is like a burning fire, and you can hardly survive.

But his will was so strong and pure that even though he died at the earliest, he was the only person who had left his soul, including Nayuto and the fifth white eyebrows.

But that's all.

The iron-blooded evil spirit of millions of people fighting had already broken the origin of his body, and the dissipation of his soul was slow but unstoppable.

"A man dies as a ghost."

Fang Zhenghao ignored him. The strong iron-blooded evil spirit was like magma in his sensation, but he didn't care.

Just looking around.

On the battlefield, the battle has come to an end, and the Tianlang army is strangled by the strangling of the Tianlang army, and further away, the Tianlang army, which is densely filled with tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, is being chased in a very embarrassing manner.

On the top of the city, a group of soldiers fell to the ground like they were exhausted, screaming, and howling, and more, they fell to the ground like walking corpses.

But everyone's eyes were staring at themselves, or Yang Yu.

“Ha~”

His emotions fluctuated, sad and complicated:

"Is this luck that I am so lucky to hold the golden thread every year and make wedding clothes for others..."

"General!"

"Uncle, uncle!"

The loud cry came from far to near, and several blood-stained generals stumbled over and fell to Fang Zhenghao's headless body, bursting into tears.
To be continued...