Chapter 963: The destruction of the water stronghold (6)
In a daze, Wang Tongming couldn't tell whether the one coming was Yazhen or Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Suddenly, an icy chill came from his chest and penetrated the spiritual platform. Wang Tongming seemed to realize something and immediately bit the tip of his tongue. With the pain, his clear mind gradually returned, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.
He looked at Xiang, who was already surrounded by Chinese guards.
The tip of the halberd revealed an unparalleled murderous aura, and the crescent blade caused a bloody storm. Just looking at it made his heart shake, and the bloodthirsty killing intent lingered in his heart.
"What an astonishing murderous intention."
Wang Tongming was shocked and doubtful, and secretly held the long knife tightly in his hand.
The heaven and earth have murderous intentions, stars change places, dragons and snakes rise from the ground. Human beings have murderous intentions, and the heaven and earth turn upside down!
Both were military generals, and Wang Tongming was horrified by Xiang's murderous intent that burst out from the inside out. This was no longer something that could be achieved simply by relying on human lives. It had to be fought many times by hundreds of thousands or even millions of troops.
Cultivate such murderous intent!
Whose generals are these guys?
"--ah."
Suddenly, a shrill wail sounded.
A charred figure was picked up from a distance and hit directly in front of Wang Tongming. It turned out to be a soldier with a stench of burning odor rolling over his body. His black eyes trembled and he died immediately.
Wang Tongming lowered his eyebrows and looked, the murderous intention in his chest became more and more intense. At this moment, he recognized Xiang as the person who shot him with an arrow just now, and shouted loudly: "Kill that enemy general!"
kill!
The moment the words came out of his mouth, a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent glanced at Wang Tongming.
There are forests of spears in all directions.
Xiang swung his painting stick, and Fang Tian's four-cornered blades slashed back, stabbed, and slashed downwards, cutting a bloody path through the crowd, while the sticky thunder and lightning of the God of Heaven stirred and roared around him.
The soldiers around had murderous intent; they were also afraid.
Perhaps none of them expected that Xiang would actually fall from the sky with this move. A loophole appeared in the united energy mechanism, allowing Xiang to penetrate their tight formation immediately.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
As long as the guard general Wang Tongming is killed, the morale of the army will definitely be in chaos.
Xiang's painted halberd set off a hurricane, splitting an enemy general in half from top to bottom. Blood splashed in front of him, and was immediately evaporated by the Lei Gang lingering on his body. The despair and blood before his death were reflected on the tip of the halberd.
Can't go away.
Such a bloody and violent scene made the soldiers surrounding him stop in their tracks.
The Heavenly Evil Thunder Gang boiled and surged on the surface of his body, and Yaizhen's demeanor became more ferocious and overt.
Xiang Da glanced around and saw clearly the fear and panic coming from the enemy. Suddenly, an indescribable excitement rose from his chest, blazing thunder rushed through the flesh and blood of his meridians, and the sloping shadow at his feet suddenly came to life.
Zhengming!
The sharp light of the sword jumped out from the shadows, and the blade shone through the frightened cheeks.
Two thousand Nether warriors appeared behind Xiang like ghosts, holding a ring-shou sword on the right and a shield on the left. A pair of scarlet lights lit up behind the visor.
The four Nether Warriors raised their shields to block the spells falling from the sky. The Yin Qi in their bodies and the mechas they wore formed a perfect internal and external circulation. All the power-enhancing runes were activated, and they violently knocked away the soldiers in front of them.
The enemy's formation immediately retreated slightly.
Immediately behind the pitch-black shield, a dozen or so Netherworld warriors jumped up, swooping down like the most ferocious falcons. The rough, straight and narrow blades exuded a terrifying and fierce aura, slitting the enemy's throat vertically and horizontally, and beheading them.
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An unpretentious way to kill!
Efficient, precise, and swift, there is no flashy or even large-scale torrent of spells in his movements, but every attack with a sword can take away the lives of more than a dozen soldiers.
The runes engraved on Huanshou Dao's body surge with power.
All the soldiers, headed by Xiang, formed an extremely sharp knife and pierced the heart of the defenders, pointing directly at Wang Tongming, who was protected by a group of personal guards not far away.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, an undetectable sharp roar sounded, like a poisonous snake poking out its core.
Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Fangtian painted halberd he thrust out spun around. Hearing a fierce "clang--" sound, a flying needle the length of an adult's hand hit the crescent blade, sparks sparking under his eyelids.
splash.
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's charging speed stalled slightly, and the Netherworld warriors behind him immediately stepped forward to protect his left and right sides.
Soon after, a rune appeared on Xiang's left wrist, and a tendon bow was flicked out. Xiang held it firmly in his hand. When he stretched the bow string, the thunder arrow was already generated. He hunted for the hidden arrow.
A sneak attack in the crowd.
With two fingers loosened, a jet-black light burst out.
In the crowd dozens of meters away from Xiang, a good archer who was ordered by General Wang to pick up a magic weapon held a dark bamboo tube in his mouth. Runes like tadpoles were wandering on the surface of the bamboo tube, shining with a weak and gloomy light.
When he saw Xiang Jing wielding the Fangtian Painted Halberd to block the flying needle, he couldn't help but secretly thought that it was a pity. However, he knew well that a hit that could not hit him could travel thousands of miles away, so he immediately restrained his murderous intent and hid himself for further observation.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Xiang's figure was blocked by the surrounding ghost warriors, and even his breath disappeared briefly.
The good shooter immediately frowned when he saw this situation.
If the enemy general hides his head and tail, it will not be easy to assassinate him.
In the midst of his thoughts, a flickering darkness suddenly entered his sight.
'not good!'
The pupils of the good shooter suddenly dilated, and by the time he saw what was coming clearly, the lightning arrow was already between his eyebrows, and a burning sensation climbed onto his cheeks. He had no time to take any defensive measures, and his head suddenly jumped up.
I saw the thunder arrow instantly piercing the head of the good shooter, and the awe-inspiring force carried his body backwards, nailing it to the war drum not far away.
A banging drum beat excitedly on the battlefield.
The entanglement of blood and fire became more and more intense.
Xiang Yi shot out an arrow, not even bothering to look at the man. As he strode forward, the painted halberd was like the authority of the God of Thunder. Thousands of thunders swept out during the slash, directly turning dozens of meters around into a thunderous sky.
Thunder Prison.
——Boom!
There was a continuous roar of thunder.
But even so, in front of where the Nether Legion's soldiers were pointing, enemies were still coming up one after another. Their eyes, red with blood and fire, stared at the tall halberd-wielding general, roaring and charging towards him.
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At this moment, two thousand Nether Warriors were isolated and helpless, like sailing ships in the ocean.
Xiang looked at Wang Tongming in the distance who seemed to be about to retreat from the city wall. Only a few dozen meters away, the other party stopped them with his own life, and a look of ferocity rose in his eyes.
Never fall short!
Suddenly, a powerful force blessed Xiang's body along the mysterious connection.
Heavenly Overturn Formation!
The fourth is Feng Yang, which resembles the sky, is the master of the array, and is the leader of the troops.
It’s a letter!
In an instant, the endless power of heaven and earth poured into his body.
He saw Xiang's aura rising again, and there was a fleeting strange color in his eyes. He could keenly detect that this blessing power was different from the past, more refined, and more consistent with his own power. Even in an instant, at the same time,
The Netherworld Army behind them completed the Qi connection, and a surge of power immediately overflowed uncontrollably.
It's now!
"Roar!"
Yazhen, transformed into the thunderous force of the Heavenly Evil, roared suddenly, bursting out with unrivaled power.
Fang Tian's painted halberd lingered with blazing thunder, and the soldiers in front fell like wheat as it swept across. The oppression and pull of the enemy's formation seemed to be unable to trap this dragon, and even with all its strength, it could not stop its progress.
Xiang's expression was cold and his cheeks were as hard as rock.
He held a breath in his heart, and had the will to not be weaker than others. When Xin's Heavenly Overturning Formation brought about strong changes in himself, Xiang knew in his heart that Xin's breakthrough and shouting were just around the corner, but he had yet to take that step.
Xiang is not anxious about this, and he always takes his own competitiveness seriously.
He wants to become stronger and stronger.
kill!
Charge, keep charging.
Xiang sniffed Wang Tongming's murderous aura tightly and had only one sentence in his mind.
Anyone who stands in my way will die!
Xiang is indeed a natural-born general, a fierce general, with a big heart. Facing enemies several times his own, he not only has no fear in his heart, but becomes stronger.
The souls of soldiers who are unwilling to die should spend their lives on the battlefield.
The tip of the halberd penetrated the enemy general's throat and lifted him off the ground.
At this moment, Xiang's eyes suddenly opened up. He led two thousand Netherworld warriors to break through the encirclement of ten thousand people in a real sense.
What does it mean to be an enemy of ten thousand people?
That's it.
The surrounding soldiers looked at Xiang with fear and terror in their eyes, and the weapons in their hands were trembling, and they no longer had the courage to charge forward.
And Wang Tongming stared at Xiang with a frightened look, as if he was looking at a monster.
He couldn't imagine, but he had to believe that there really were generals in the realm of howling who could lead thousands of soldiers to break through the siege and reach the enemy's central general.
"Not even close."
Xiang feels that he is only one step away from the moment when his own heart is penetrated, but it is not all without benefits. Although the original Yaizhen made of the thunderous thunder gang looks extremely fierce, it is only a god without intention, but now the eyes of Yaizhen are obviously more and more fierce.
Powerful and agile.
Immediately, Xiang Jiang suppressed his thoughts, stared at the helpless Wang Tongming with his cold eyes, stepped forward, raised his halberd and struck down!
This time, without the suppression of the enemy's military formation, Yaizhen roared and roared.
'Damn it! Where are my soldiers?'
With no way to retreat, Wang Tongming was firmly locked by Xiang's energy, his expression was slightly distorted, and he had no choice but to draw his blade to meet him.
The blade of the sword boiled with strange green light and collided with the heavily slashed painted halberd.
"--boom."
The awe-inspiring force reached through the blade and reached his fists and arms. Wang Tongming's body suddenly dwarfed under the pressure, and he had to catch it in a stooping posture. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiang's condescending and cold eyes.
"Hold!"
Wang Tongming roared, and the strange green light expanded and evolved into a powerful and powerful mantis. The sword on its forelimb immediately set off a terrifying light and struck Xiang Bei's head and face.
Dang! Dang!!
The fierce collision of weapons echoed in all directions.
Yaizhen's body was surrounded by violent thunder, and he was entangled and bitten by Dao Mantis. The battle was extremely fierce.
At this moment, even if the soldiers behind wanted to come up to help Wang Tongming, they were unable to do anything. The incoming magic spells were either strangled by Xiang's Lei Gang or blocked by the Netherworld warriors.
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Phew~
Xiang snorted a hot breath of air from his nostrils, and there was a hint of thunder. As the halberd whirled, he jammed the blade with the crescent blade, and then sharply cut off Wang Tongming's palm.
The thunder came with ferocity.
The quality of the weapon in General Wang's hand was obviously unable to compete with Xiang's Fang Tian Hua Ji, so he immediately discarded the weapon and at the same time used his escape technique to fly away!
But at that moment, Xiang seemed to have expected such a move from Wang Tongming, and immediately raised his heel and hit General Wang's chin with a flying kick. The latter suffered such a heavy blow that his head was slightly dizzy.
The next moment, a severed palm flew into the air.
The layers of magic barriers on Wang Tongming's chest were shattered.
Xiang De showed no mercy, so Fang Tian suddenly raised his halberd and cut open Wang Tongming's chest. He was able to cut off the latter's head just before he saw it. However, he saw General Wang's intact left hand suddenly pinched a spell, and he was straight.
Shoot towards Xiang!
A magnificent shadow of a talisman emerged from the palm of his hand and shot out suddenly!
Immediately, he saw green talisman fire sweeping out from all over the sky and covering the ground, covering Xiang in an instant. As the talisman fire rose, there were ghost-faced skeletons following him, and when it reached the top, it turned into an evil dragon.
"Roar!"
A technique that suppresses the space with surging power and isolates everything.
Wang Tongming couldn't hide the evil look on his face. "You bastard, do you really think I don't have any trump cards!"
The heart moved at will, just a tumbling motion, and the dragon bathed in the talisman fire suddenly rushed towards Xiang.
The alarm bells rang deep in the Xiang Ling Platform, and a strong life-and-death crisis instantly filled the senses. The eyes staring closely at the evil dragon revealed the determination to fight to the death.
The 睝皦 wrapped around the blazing Heavenly Evil Thunder Gang and soared into the sky, running towards the cyan talisman fire that was suppressing it.
When Wang Tongming saw this, he couldn't help but sneered: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities."
He seemed to have seen the enemy generals being wiped out, and a ferocious smile appeared on his lips. This Nine Nether Walking Dragon Talisman was the most lethal trump card in his hand.
If you want to capture the king, you have to see if you have the ability!
Zheng!!
Suddenly, the fierce and violent sound of a sword exploded in his ears.
Wang Tongming suddenly felt a sense of impending disaster. Immediately, he felt a chill on his neck, his eyes instantly tilted and turned, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Wang Tongming blinked in disbelief. But he saw a very tall man standing behind the headless corpse, holding a broad sword and decapitating himself!
He pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but his consciousness suddenly fell into darkness.
With the interruption of energy supply.
The form of the evil dragon suddenly collapsed, and the green talisman fire stagnated in mid-air, and then disappeared like a dream bubble.
This sudden turn of events also exceeded Xiang's expectations. He did not relax his inner vigilance and carefully looked at the mysterious man who suddenly appeared, but he noticed the strange look on his clothes.
'It turned out to be the ghost of the Punishment Department.'
Xiang Xin lowered his guard a little and said sincerely: "Thank you very much."
"It's a small matter, you're welcome."
Jin Lie understood what the other party was wary of, so he directly threw the Evil Punishment Commander card on his waist, and the words he spoke while waving his hands had a heroic spirit: "If it weren't for the fact that this guy's trump card is really good, I really wouldn't have planned to intervene.
, I want you to deal with him yourself."
In fact, Jin Lie had already arrived at the scene when Xiang and Wang Tongming fought. However, after a few observations, he found that Xiang was at the same peak of howling as himself, and had obviously sunk into some kind of epiphany state. This battle might not be the end of the battle.
An opportunity for breakthrough.
Based on this situation, Jin Lie did not think of taking action immediately.
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