"Haha, it turns out this is the way to break the formation!"
Zhang Wanlong smiled.
The powerful Longmen Formation has no flaws? No, the weak strength of the soldiers is their biggest flaw.
The weak soldiers of the Tang Empire were simply unable to support this invincible formation.
That Xue Rengui died in vain after all!
"Leave no one behind!"
Nieba wiped the sword in his hand.
In front of him, these more than five million Tang soldiers were lambs to be slaughtered.
Want to live? Well, jump into the Han River. See if the raging floods of the Han River can spare these people's lives.
"Beifu Legion! Kill the enemy!"
Shan Xiongxin was holding a spear and was murderous.
He is a strong man in the ghost and god realm, and it is an honor for these ants to personally kill these second-rate ants.
If they can die in the hands of Shan Xiongxin, they can hold their heads high even if they reach the Hall of Hell!
"Buzz!"
A huge horn sounded, and the two armies began their final showdown!
At the same time, the battle between Xie Xuan and Changsun Wuji also shocked the world.
Although Xie Xuan is very strong, Changsun Wuji only defends but does not attack.
That watertight defense prevented Xie Xuan from achieving results for so long.
The two fought from the ground to deep space.
As the Longmen Formation collapsed, Changsun Wuji became extremely impatient.
"Blood-stained painting!"
He roared angrily, and the tip of his right hand began to smear with blood. He wanted to fight hard.
Instead of struggling to hold on and finally watching the situation collapse, it is better to fight to the death!
The next second, I saw him using his own blood as ink and deep space as cloth. With a wave of his wrist, a god would come out of the deep space canvas.
"I am Qin Shubao!"
The bloody Qin Shubao held a spear and roared towards Xie Xuan.
"Dang!"
The golden sword collided with the bloody spear, and the huge power actually made Xie Xuan's hands tremble.
"Um?"
Xie Xuan was surprised when he felt the super strength of Bloody Qin Qiong.
This Qin Qiong drawn by Changsun Wuji is actually comparable to a half-step Shentai realm expert.
In this case, wouldn't this impostor be better than Qin Qiong who was alive at the time?
This Changsun Wuji actually possesses such terrifying skills.
"British Duke!"
Changsun Wuji was still painting. In just a few breaths, a lifelike character appeared again.
The person who stepped out of the deep space canvas this time was the British public Li Ji.
"The thief shall die!"
The bloody Li Ji roared angrily and rushed towards Xie Xuan with his sword.
"Boom!"
Xie Xuan knocked back Qin Qiong with one blow, and then sent Li Ji flying with his backhand.
"Interesting! Interesting!"
Seeing Qin Qiong and Li Ji joining forces to attack, Xie Xuan had an inexplicable smile on his face.
The bloody Qin Qiong and the bloody Li Ji are not real people, and they have no souls. They are entirely composed of the blood essence of Changsun Wuji.
So he's looking forward to it.
After Changsun Wuji drains all the blood in his body, see if he can summon all the other twenty-three ministers of Lingyan Pavilion.
"The Duke of Ju!"
Changsun Wuji has completely fallen into his own painting state.
Under his bright red blood, Duke Tang Jian of Ju Kingdom came.
Tang Jian was a famous counselor. After he arrived, he raised his hand and carried all the power of heaven and earth towards Xie Xuan.
Thick thunderclouds even began to gather. Amidst the roar of thunder in the sky, Xie Xuan was attacked by thunder.
"Hmph! Not enough!"
I saw Xie Xuan split the thundercloud with his sword, and golden light overflowed.
He swept across with his sword, and Qin Qiong, Li Ji, and Tang Jian were swept away in an instant.
How could the three of them have the strength of the Half-step Divine Platform? In front of Xie Xuan of the Wangchuan Realm, the three people of the Half-step Divine Platform are just three jumping ants.
"Gong Lu...poof!"
Seeing that the three of them were no match for Xie Xuan together, Changsun Wuji sprayed his blood on the scroll.
The next second, Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin walked out of the scroll with murderous intent.
He held a giant axe, and his voice was like thunder: "Thieves, die!"
Boom!
With one strike of the ax, the huge power was like the weight of Mount Tai.
Xie Xuan dodged the axe.
Immediately afterwards, the giant ax bombarded the ground with unabated power.
In an instant, countless numbers of soldiers from the Tang Dynasty and ghost soldiers from Beifu who were fighting were killed.
It's just that the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were hacked to death and could not be resurrected. The ghost soldiers of Beifu were able to recover even if they were shattered into powder by the energy of the huge axe.
How could Cheng Yaojin kill the enemy with his axe? He was killing his own people!
"roll!"
Taking advantage of Cheng Yaojin's missed attack, Xie Xuan attacked with his sword.
when!
Cheng Yaojin wanted to block, but the giant ax in his hand was cut off after just one confrontation.
If Qin Qiong, Tang Jian, and Li Ji hadn't rescued him in time, Cheng Yaojin would have turned into a pool of blood again.
They were originally transformed from Changsun Wuji’s essence and blood. After they die, Changsun Wuji probably won’t be able to take them back!
"kill!"
Afterwards, the four people worked closely together.
Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin were the main attackers, while Tang Jian and Li Ji were assisting.
The four of them joined forces and actually forced Xie Xuan back.
But when they were about to kill them, Xie Xuan struck with another sword. Such a sharp sword forced the four of them back again.
"Any more?"
After forcing the four people back, Xie Xuan floated quietly in the air, looking at Changsun Wuji expectantly.
There were only four of us, so there was no pressure on him at all!
As long as he wants, he can defeat them one by one now!
Release the water, just hope that Changsun Wuji can summon a few more people.
"you!"
At this time, Changsun Wuji's breath was light and his blood was dry. His old face now became bloodless, like the face of a dead person.
He wanted to summon more famous generals from Lingyan Pavilion.
But the bottomless essence and blood in his body made it difficult for him to continue!
Of course, this was mainly because the four people summoned were too strong and had exhausted all his energy and effort.
If he summons the important ministers who are in the realm of ghosts and gods, then maybe he can gather the twenty-four ministers of Lingyan Pavilion at the last moment.
But for those with low strength, what’s the use of summoning them more?
In fact, in the final analysis, it was still Zhangsun Wuji who was too weak.
When the four famous bloody generals on the half-step platform are unable to stop Xie Xuan, then there is only one final path for him.
The weak, die!
"kill!"
Seeing Changsun Wuji who looked like a useless person, Xie Xuan didn't waste any more time.
"Die!"
With a roar, he charged towards Cheng Yaojin who was closest to him.
Click!
With one strike of the sword, the golden light shot straight into the sky.
The Broken Gold Sword in his hand carried the extremely fierce momentum and split the bloody Cheng Yaojin into two.
Strings of blood, bloodless and as light as water drops, fell down, and were soon blown away by the strong wind.
"puff!"
Cheng Yaojin died, and Changsun Wuji spurted out another piece of his hard work. But this time, the hard work could no longer be solidified into the famous general of Lingyan Pavilion.
His body began to tremble, and it seemed difficult to stand still.
"die!"
Xie Xuan struck again with his sword.
Click!
The golden gun in Qin Qiong's hand broke, and he flew backwards. While he was still in the air, his whole body turned into bloodless water drops and fell.
Tang Jian and Li Ji wanted to fight to the death.
But facing Xie Xuan, whose strength was like a chasm, they could only die one by one under the Golden Sword.
"puff!"
When all four of them died in battle, Changsun Wuji instantly fell from the deep space.
His vitality was rapidly disappearing, and soon his whole body was turned into withered bones.
The essence and blood have dried up, and the vitality has passed away.
Even those who are powerful in the Shentai realm cannot escape the end of death!
