The roaring wind spread the breath of death throughout the vast desert. The earth-shaking guns and cannons roared, exploded, chopped, and ran away, broken bones and fissures, splashed blood, shouts, screams, and all kinds of sounds surging like a tsunami, rolling into a huge and complicated wave of sound.

Although there were scars everywhere on his body, although the swords in his hand had already been broken and rolled blades, and although there were fallen partners around him, the guardians were still fighting with the Anubis legion, fighting with cannons, rifles, scimitars, galloping iron hooves and everything they could use. They were willing to live without retreating.

The Guardians fought to the death, and the wolfheaded man had no idea of ​​fearing death. There was no deserter on the huge desert battlefield.

The destroyed wolf-headed man immediately turned into dust and sand and disappeared into the desert. The fallen body of the guardian who died in the battle covered the entire battlefield. The wounded people lay in the sand, moaning in pain, and their palms were swaying weakly.

"Seventh!" During the fierce battle, Adebe's voice seemed hoarse and low. He bent down and avoided the Hell War Ghost, which was slashed by a wolf-headed man, and his scimitar cut off one leg cleanly. Just when the opponent's strong body, which was nearly three meters tall, lost balance and fell down, he raised the scimitar to aim at the wolf-headed man's neck to meet him, and beheaded the other party effortlessly with the power of the opponent's fall!

"Forty-third, forty-fourth!" O'Connor whistled not far away, and at the same time, he waved his left knife to dismember a wolfheaded man, while using a shotgun in his right hand to smash the other wolfheaded man into pieces.

When O'Connor attacked, the golden ancient tattoo on his right wrist would send a mysterious energy into his weapon through O'Connor's body. Whether it was a knife or a robbery, he could completely eliminate the other party without having to behead the wolf-headed man.

"Thirteenth..." Eve was dancing like a butterfly, and suddenly jumped onto the back of a wolf-headed man. Before the other party could react, the two swords in her hand flashed, and she handed over the cuts, and it was clear and neat to move a wolf-headed man.

In the Guardian clan, any man has been practicing sword skills since he was a child, and all the elite soldiers came this time were produced. Otherwise, these wolf-headed men, who are nearly three meters tall and have strong physiques that will not be killed without being beheaded, are definitely not comparable to ordinary warriors. Adebe is naturally the elite among the elites, but there is still a lot of gap with O'Connor and Eve who awaken their memories in their previous lives.

Unlike more wolf-headed men who rely on their personal brute force to kill wildly, the guardian warriors are brave but do not forget to calm down. They gathered together into teams, and the infantry and cavalry cooperated with each other, and the attack formation was continuously and coherent, interspersed left and right, patiently decomposing and surrounding the dense wolf-headed men formation, slowly reversing the battle situation.

The wolf-headed man often clashed forward with the opponent's defense alone, but found himself surrounded and fell into the swords and axes that were chopped like a tide. Or hundreds of wolf-headed man were surrounded and squeezed into a ball without realizing it, and then a grenade bloomed among them. With the assistance of modern gun weapons, calm command and excellent cooperation helped the guardians establish their advantages.

Gradually, with the explosions and fighting on the battlefield gradually stopping, the guardian clan, who had begun to feel exhausted, finally discovered that there was no wolf-headed man on the battlefield, and they had wiped out all their opponents!

After a silence, sporadic cheers gradually sounded, gradually connecting together, forming roars like tsunamis.

"We have won! We defeated the Anubis Legion with faith and courage!" Countless people were overjoyed and shouted loudly in a loud voice. Many knelt down to thank the sun god for their compassion. The long-silent and suppressed emotions were fully released at this moment.

Adebe shouted, but his eyes were filled with joy and sadness. The Anubis legion they wiped out was actually only about 5,000 wolf-headed men, but with the cooperation of many modern weapons, they still paid a heavy price of tens of thousands of casualties.

"But our sacrifices are always valuable. If we don't concentrate here, Anubis will definitely place his legion in the densely populated area closest to Amche, and the casualties will be hundreds of thousands or millions."

"We... seem to be too happy too early!" O'Connor was the only person who had no joy. As a "God Warrior", he also had superhuman perception ability.

The loud cheers were still lingering, but they had gradually become silent and fell into a suffocating dead silence. In contrast to the dead silence of people, there were waves of vibrations coming from the desert ground, which became more and more obvious.

Everyone's movements were frozen, like statues, and their eyes were all looking in one direction. Even the calm Adebe's pupils began to flash despair, and his dense beard began to tremble, just like his body.

I saw a black turbid current like huge waves rushing towards the direction they looked at.

In the farthest from the sky and the earth, this black anger that seemed to be about to swallow everything continued to rush wildly, roaring, trampling on the earth, tearing the sky apart! It was coming in a turbulent way!

Under their feet, the trembling of the earth became more and more violent, as if countless giants standing tall were stomping their feet in anger, and as if the Thor in the sky used the Thor hammer to shatter the wrath of the world!

There is no limit at all, and it looks endless, as if countless wolf-headed men extending to the end of the world! Like a tsunami, trembling with the air, trembling with the skin, and trembling with the nerves of everyone!!,

If you are silenced, the mountains will collapse; if you are arrogant, the wind and clouds will change color!!

Despair appeared on everyone's face irresistible.

They knew they would die, but they went to the Jedi and fought bloody battles. They are exhausted physically and mentally. After annihilated the enemy, everyone is full of pride as if they crossed the peak and the joy of regaining their lives. But now this pride and joy are extinguished by greater despair.

As the saying goes, one move will decline again, and three times will be exhausted. This feeling of being ruthlessly knocked down to the bottom of the valley after climbing to the peak is undoubtedly more devastating than always fighting to death, tortures the will and tempers the soul!

Adebe silent for a moment, took a deep breath, lifted up the scimitar that had been severely chopped and curled, and then a loud roar burst out from his lungs!

"Fight to death!"

"Fight to death!!"

"Fight to death!!!"

Everyone raised the weapon in their hands high, responding to Adebe, and let out a sad and vigorous cry that burst out from the depths of their souls. With this intense movement, the wounds on their bodies were bursting and bleeding!

The cold light passing by the scimitar is like the cold crescent moon in the starry sky, and the tragic and desolate snail sounds resounding across the earth!

O'Connor and Eve looked at each other and laughed. While they held the weapons in their hands, they also held each other's hands tightly. Even if there was no hope of survival, they could still choose to die together.

The next moment, everyone will face the surging wave of death, launch a suicide charge, leave the desolation to the horizon, and use their fallen backs to tell the world about the tragic heroism!

Under this desolate and tragic atmosphere with blood and burning blood, the bright moon in the sky seemed to be rendered, and the originally bright moonlight turned into a red light with a strong blood color?

Blood Moon?

Yes, Blood Moon!

A huge and incompetent blood ball in the sky swallowed all the moonlight and replaced the position of the bright moon, just like God opening a huge bloody eye radiating magnificent red light, staring at every creature in the desert with its soul-striking pupils.

The red light sprinkled from the blood moon covered the boundless Anubis legion with a bright red coat, but no red light fell on the guardian army. Then, as the red light became stronger and more substantial, the entire Anubis legion, which was surging like the tide of the end of the world, was shrouded in a huge, boundless red "sky curtain" connected to the sky.

In the previous bloody battle, although Akado did not launch the Crimson Realm to forcibly plunder blood, he reaped a large amount of blood from the loss of tens of thousands of casualties, which gathered forces far beyond the time of Transylvania City. In addition, it is darkness now, without sunshine restraint, but with the blessing of moonlight, the Crimson Realm is several times stronger than that time, and it suddenly imprisoned the entire Anubis Legion's actions.

However, this blood curtain that stood between heaven and earth seemed to be hit by a wave of endless black anger, swaying waves of waves, and the edges were shaking violently, like trapping a giant in an iron can, and the giant was hammering the iron can violently and anxiously breaking out!

Wave after wave, wave after wave, wave higher and higher!

It seems, never stops, seems, never ends!!

The blood in that huge blood moon was boiling and burning, and the volume gradually shrank at a slow speed.

"The coverage is too large. These guys have no blood and cannot directly imprison their movements. If this continues, it will not last for half an hour."

A black suit flew slowly in the air, and the slender feet wearing black silk shoes were exposed under the hem of the swaying skirt. The witch-like Akado floated on the blood ball. Her pink cheeks were full of anger, and she coldly looked down at the earth with her beautiful pupils.

"I really want to kill someone to replenish my blood cells... But in this way, he will definitely take the opportunity to have a complete rupture with me, right? I hope he can solve the Scorpion King as soon as possible, and at least I can leave enough blood to wipe out the secret party alliance..."

"Touch Yus!" Wang Zongchao's voice calling out the name of the Scorpion King was like a yellow bell, trembling the entire huge stone chamber like a battlefield. His eyes were directly at the ferocious half-human and half-scorpion monster in front of him. Although his body was covered with blood, his eyes did not turn blood red due to blood killing. Instead, it was clear and clear, like a sharp long sword that had just washed in the ice water, flashing with a cold light without any variegated colors.

Even the Scorpion King, who transformed into an immortal monster, was slightly cold in the face of such a look. The other party's sharp eyes made him feel a illusion of a blade and skin between his eyebrows... This trailer after the sixth sense of extreme crisis slightly awakened his previous memory as a warrior.

"Five thousand years ago, you were also an invincible warrior who had been through many battles. Your brilliant record and reputation have become legends for thousands of years, fascinating countless descendants. But now you really want to completely abandon your dignity and soul as a warrior, and fight me in the posture of a monster, wearing that heavy, ugly and ridiculous carapace?"

Facing the Scorpion King, Wang Zongchao stepped forward, his words exuded an indescribable arrogance and arrogance, as well as a shocking force that pointed directly at the hearts of the people! Even Zhao Yingkong and Ansuna, who had not yet decided the winner, did not consciously stop fighting.

"roar!"

Although he slightly awakened some memories of the past, Wang Zongchao's naked provocation ignited the scorpion king's overwhelming anger and bloodthirsty beast nature. His huge body rushed forward and rushed towards Wang Zongchao with Zheng Zha who was still hanging on one of his pliers.

With a dull bang, Wang Zongchao blocked his rush with a body less than one-tenth of the Scorpion King monster's body, and he did not take a step back. However, he actually took a clever trick. He aimed at the opponent's six-legged feet and crawled in the air. The lower plate collided at the most unstable moment, and cleverly removed most of the force during the collision.

The Scorpion King paved the ground with six feet, and the bricks and stones burst and shot out suddenly. The momentum was fierce and fierce. Wang Zongchao just closed his eyes slightly and reached out to hold the Scorpion King's giant clamps that were still clamping Zheng Zha. It seemed that while listening and feeling something, he followed the momentum of the giant clamps falling, he shook and twisted and turned.

With a crisp "click", Zheng Zha felt that the clamping force he fought to the death completely disappeared, and he finally broke free from his restraint and rolled to the ground. It turned out that the Scorpion King's giant clamp had been staggered.

Compared to humans with a layer of skin wrapped in bones, the crustacean joints of Scorpion King are directly exposed, which can be made by the technique of splitting tendons and plagiarizing bones, but the force required is much greater. Wang Zongchao's "listening to the strength" skill has been mastered. With the sound wave oscillation sensing during collision and contact, he has already seen the structure of Scorpion King's joints and staggered them.

The Scorpion King fought back with great pain, but Wang Zongchao jumped and jumped directly onto his half-human and half-scorpion body. While running and jumping, he was walking on the ground. The Scorpion King's shell body was not effective and it was difficult to attack Wang Zongchao who was too close. Although he flew and bumped desperately, he could not get rid of Wang Zongchao. For a moment, he could only hear a series of cracks of the shell joints being staggered. The three insect feet of the Scorpion King were staggered, and his huge body also lost balance and fell to the ground.

"If you wear this burden, you'll be just a sandbag!"

With this sentence, a heavy punch from the opposite side of his head, the Scorpion King, whose stars were flashing in his eyes, raised his head back, and the purple nose bleeding was squirting outwards.

When the Scorpion King was dizzy, he waved the strange long-tailed prick to fight back, like a whip or a spear. Unfortunately, he was very surprised. Wang Zongchao grabbed his tail prick with both hands, jumped off his body, and stood firm with both feet. The whole body was shaking like a strong bamboo swing in the wind. He pulled it up suddenly, and swung the Scorpion King like a pocket on his back.

With a loud "bang", the entire Gladiator platform was smashed into a huge swaying wave. The magma in the gap at the edge of the Gladiator platform was shot and splashed everywhere, and the faint crying of the dead below became even more shrill and clear.

Zheng Zha was climbing up along the stone wall to try to retrieve the spear of judgment inserted on the ceiling. He was so shocked that he almost fell down. While stuttering, he also made up his mind to retrieve the spear of judgment himself before intervening in the battle. No matter how unhuman battles are left to non-human.

"How could he have such a huge power under the power of Anubis?" Imodon shrank in a corner of the stone chamber, pressing his bleeding wound, staring at the fierce competition on the gladiator stage in shock, but he lost his magic power, but he did not dare to step forward, as if waiting for an opportunity for both sides to lose both sides.

At this time, Wang Zongchao swung his fists together, and launched an extremely cruel blow to the Scorpion King who was thrown into the sky. With each punch, the huge gladiatorium trembled, the dust was flying, and the dull impact sounded to sink into the hearts of all listeners, causing everyone's blood to tremble.

The flesh is reaching the flesh, and the force is thundering, just like thunder shaking the sky, beating the drum on the battlefield, shocking people!

Without any tricks, it is power, naked power. It is simpler, more direct, more violent than any complex technique, terrifying magic, and strange superpowers, so it is more effective and invincible. It is completely the most direct, most refreshing and most direct display of vitality.

With each punch, a black gas emerged from the part of the Scorpion King's fist, and the entire huge body seemed to collapse.

"How is it possible? The power and fighting spirit he implemented when punching is enough to directly hurt the soul?" The muscles on Imoton's face twitched with the sound of boxing, and his eyes changed. "... Could it be that he could kill the Scorpion King with just one pair of fists?"

Ansuna, who was fighting with Zhao Yingkong on the side, had already gone from having the upper hand to being in a difficult position. Although Wang Zongchao's heavy punch did not fall on her, she gradually shattered and disintegrated her confidence and fighting spirit. At the same time, the well-trained poisonous cobra wrapped around her body was also shocked by the sound of the thunder drum, and its power was greatly reduced.

After hundreds of heavy punches, Wang Zongchao punched out, and the Scorpion King's huge body made a shattering sound, and it disintegrated and turned into a thick black smoke. The black smoke fell to the ground and turned into countless tiny scorpions, crawling around the ground, which was heartbreaking.

Wang Zongchao's fist was forcibly stopped by another strong and powerful arm in the black smoke!

Wang Zongchao's expression, which was originally like a sculpture during the battle, finally fluctuated. The slightest hint of excitement or cruel smile made his expression look more energetic.

"Mosu, are you finally willing to fight with your true self?"

As the black smoke dissipated, the one who stood in front of Wang Zongchao and wrestled with him was a strong man nearly two meters tall. The man's appearance suddenly turned out to be a rough and resolute face as sharp as a scorpion king. His naked upper body was covered with knotted muscles, and his body lines were perfectly proportioned, full of violent beauty. The crazy beastly murderous aura that was originally trying to choose people has been completely trapped into his body, but the pressure was deeper and more restrained, lurking with a sharp and powerful dangerous momentum like a knife and axe.

He is the Scorpion King - Mosuosi. He has taken off his beastly body and is the real Scorpion King!

The two pairs of people also exude a fierce and powerful gaze. They spanned thousands of years of time and space, and showed their majestic and murderous aura, collided fiercely, and exploded with a burning fighting spirit.

The two soldiers stood with one arm against each other, comparing their respective strengths. The Gladiator Stone Platform they stood was also shaking faintly, but they both stood firm as steadily as Mount Tai.

The rock under Wang Zongchao's feet was shattered, as if gradually falling behind. However, he suddenly turned sideways and used his grasping technique to grab the Scorpion King's arm and threw the opponent out hard. The Scorpion King crashed into the rock wall like an iron ball thrown by a stone caster. The fragments flew out and knocked down a weapon against the wall. The weapons were spread all over the ground, as if the Scorpion King had already shattered. But the smoke and dust dissipated, the others saw him rushing out of the smoke and dust with great decay, and roared and punched Wang Zongchao.

Wang Zongchao also punched. Before the two fists had clashed, they heard bursting sounds constantly, but the air between the two fists was squeezed rapidly by force, as if the sound of slapping a paper bag. Then the fists hit each other, and a loud noise, both of them shook. Wang Zongchao took three steps back, while the Scorpion King only took one step back, but Wang Zongchao retreated like flowing water, with almost no marks on the ground under his feet, and naturally eliminated the force. However, the Scorpion King stepped heavily on the ground, like gunpowder bursting, and the thunder roared, and the rocks under his feet were shattered and splashed everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the two fought together, and the Scorpion King had an advantage in body shape and strength, but Wang Zongchao was better at the skill, and it was difficult to distinguish between the two for a while.

There was no fighting spirit, no internal force, and no mysterious energy. However, both of them showed inhuman combat and destructive power. The shock and sound of the fists and feet collided like a siege car hitting the city gate. The rocks kept shattering like crispy biscuits under their feet, and dust flew. The weapons they picked up from the ground were quickly split like glass when the huge forces collided with each other.

Every punch, every kick, and every subtle move of the Scorpion King is the most direct and simplest attack. The power and destructive power contained in each attack are enough to knock down the strongest rhino. The attack is as fierce as a lion, as a tiger and leopard, as a jackal, as a handsome eagle, but in the wild and fierce manner, it carries a battlefield battle, and the invincible power of the golden sword and iron horse. The whistling fist wind shows a great momentum like a sandstorm, cruel and vast, overwhelming, and invading the four directions.

He was like Wang Zongchao, a martial artist who had cultivated his martial arts fist intention. His fist intention even melted the fierceness of various beasts, the power of fighting on the battlefield, and the mighty power of the desert into the martial arts spirit. It was no less than Wang Zongchao's martial arts fist intention, and even more so in the most sophisticated and vigorous places!

The bystanders were frightened and could not intervene at all. Imodon's face was even more desolate. He once thought that with the martial arts he had cultivated under the guidance of the top martial artist when he was the high priest of the ancient Thebes, he could fight the Scorpion King even if he was not good. Unexpectedly, he could no longer compete with the Scorpion King, who was half-human and half-scorpion. In the face of the Scorpion King's human form, his martial arts, which had almost never been stained with blood, was as childish as a child!

You should know that Scorpion King was born five thousand years ago, in the ancient times when human civilization was just in its infancy. At that time, there was no internal force, fighting spirit and other human martial arts inheritance. He could only hone his primitive and wild martial arts in fighting beasts, fighting people, and fighting heavenly power, and temper his invincible fighting will.

Just by pushing the tempered body with extraordinary fighting will and fighting with a boiling blood, you can exert the combat power of feet that can break rocks, fists that can break iron, and thousands of men. This combat power that comes from the most original soul belief and the purest life force cannot be deprived of Anubis or any gods. Unless the soul is directly erased and the body is destroyed, this combat power will always exist. Because the soul and the body are the essential roots of a person's existence!
To be continued...