A blizzard suddenly arrived, and the soldiers on both sides shivered and their movement speed was greatly reduced.
This is one of the huge drawbacks of Fengyun Technique. It is a completely indiscriminate attack or impact that does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. At most, our own personnel are mentally prepared or have strong resistance.
Now the situation is obviously the opposite. The blizzard has an impact on the Fei Cicada Army, but not much. After all, the Fei Cicada Army is in the Xiantian Realm at its worst, basically at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and focuses on body refining. On the contrary, it has an impact on the Yellow Turban Army, which is in poorer conditions.
It was so big that many people were shivering from the cold and found it difficult to walk, let alone fight.
"What kind of tricks is the leader of the Yellow Turbans playing? It doesn't seem like they want to die together, but it's more like ignoring the lives of the Yellow Turbans..."
Affected by the blizzard, Jupeng's speed and reaction were obviously reduced a lot, and its body was also covered with a layer of ice, snow and frost. Wu Xin and others were puzzled and thought about the huge difference in performance between the soldiers of the two sides. They didn't believe that the Yellow Turban leader could not see it.
come out.
"roar…"
"Howling Tiger King!"
Wu Xin condensed the martial soul of the Howling Sky Tiger King, and roared, sending sound waves flying into the wind and snow all over the sky. The sound shook the battlefield, overwhelming the sound of the violent wind and snow.
"Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"
The wind and snow shook, and loud shouts reverberated around the world. The Yellow Turban leader did not care about the lives of the Yellow Turban Army, but Wu Xin paid great attention to it, and did not want the Feichan Army to suffer casualties due to a group of abandoned cannon fodder.
They were trying to persuade them to surrender, but the giant roc was like a giant meat grinder or a tornado, rushing into the Yellow Turban Army formation. It spread its wings and its feathers were like knives, and brutally killed the Yellow Turban Army, leaving scars and blood dripping at worst.
The body was torn into pieces, torn apart...
The bright red blood stained the wind, snow and ice and spread in the sky with the wind. Even though the Yellow Turban Army retreated with all their strength, more than a thousand soldiers were killed instantly, leaving corpses and blood everywhere.
The originally dense formation of the Yellow Turban Army was smashed and crushed by the giant roc, leaving them almost unable to fight back. This was the huge gap between the Fei Chan Army and the Yellow Turban Army.
Behind the giant roc, there are nine main armies led by nine commanders. They have not "condensed into formation", but they are like nine giant pythons dancing wildly, rushing towards the Yellow Turban Army, and are invincible to those who stand in their way.
Seriously speaking, forming a formation to deal with these ordinary Yellow Turban Army is really overkill.
"So quick to form the formation? He also possesses such powerful control... This general seems to be young, which is unusual... In time, he will definitely become a famous general who will shock the world..."
The god general Liao Kuo looked at the raging giant rocs and flying cicada army and was filled with admiration.
"The ability of the commander and the combat power of the army... are indeed a bit unexpected. Seeing is believing, and hearing is believing! Unfortunately, if he encounters us, he will have no future..." Peng Ying watched the Feichan Army massacre the Yellow Turbans with calm eyes.
Jun said with a sneer.
"Tornado storm!"
Seeing the giant roc piercing through the military formation like a broken bamboo, more than a thousand Yellow Turban elites did not retreat in panic. They once again joined forces to cast spells. The strong winds gathered together and turned into a terrifying tornado that swept the world.
The power of the earth, the coming of the end.
What's even more terrifying is that the tornado not only swept away the sand, rocks, flowers and grass on the ground, but also swept away vast amounts of ice and snow, turning it into a large tornado of ice and snow. It was like a terrifying crusher that could crush everything and was unstoppable.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
As soon as the tornado broke out, hundreds of ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers who were closest to the Yellow Turban elite were swept away, minced, and turned into pieces of flesh and blood all over the sky. It was so horrific and shocking to watch.
"Is this the real Yellow Turban Army?! Is this the real trump card and means of the Yellow Turban Army? It's really amazing. No wonder the Yellow Turban Storm has swept the world at a speed that is shocking and unprecedented in history..."
Including Wu Xin, Diao Chan, Dugu Jialuo and others, the Fei Chan Army was all horrified and inexplicable. It was no longer the power of humans, nor the power of the army, but the strong feeling of the vast and unparalleled power of heaven and earth that made people feel...
I can't help but feel humble, small and powerless.
"Xuanwu World-defining Formation, rise!"
Wu Xin made a prompt decision and asked Feichan's personal guards to change their formations. The giant roc quickly turned into a basalt, the old turtle occupied the ground, and the dragon was haunted.
"Crackling..."
The big tornado of ice and snow arrived, brutally and ferociously clearing everything in its path, and hit "Xuanwu" hard. Even the tangible and intangible iron-blooded evil spirit that filled the air was destroyed, torn into pieces, blown away, and completely gone.
Generally speaking, the destruction of the iron-blooded evil spirit means that the fighting spirit and morale of this army have been destroyed. However, the Flying Cicada Army is not only Diao Chan's Flying Cicada Army, but also the Eternal Overlord...Wu Xin's followers.
As a believer, as long as your faith and faith remain, you will not give up or collapse even if you spare a drop of blood, let alone your fighting spirit and morale.
After the iron-blooded evil spirit was powerfully destroyed, it condensed at an extremely fast speed, was destroyed again, and condensed again, over and over again, endlessly, representing the unyielding and never-giving spirit of the eternal overlord. This is called... eternity!
The dense and continuous sounds of hitting hard objects merged into one, like waves, like roaring torrents, and a large tornado of ice and snow enveloped "Xuanwu" and blew away everything outside "Xuanwu". Countless Yellow Turban troops had no time to retreat and were swept away.
Fly, tear into pieces...
One breath, ten breaths, thirty breaths...
The Xuanwu phase gradually became unstable. Occasionally, a figure flew up and was instantly swept away and torn into pieces!
Each figure represents the death of a Feichan bodyguard.
The "Xuanwu" only consisted of two thousand Feichan personal guards, and their overall combat power was not much stronger than that of the Yellow Turban elite. They were suppressed by the Yellow Turban elite's self-made use of time, location, and people.
In a head-on battle, the elite Yellow Turbans are definitely no match for Feichan's personal guards, but with this style of play, there is no need for such advanced realms and methods as "condensing formation and transformation", and Feichan's personal guards will be completely beaten.
The Yellow Turban Army is a peasant army composed of a group of ordinary people. It is a typical rabble, scattered in a desert, but it is a real army composed of sloppy rivers and lakes. This is a strange result caused by the particularity of Taiping's methods.
"Meet! Give up killing the enemy and surrender!"
Wu Xin thought for a moment, quickly changed his tactics, and summoned the remaining nine Feichan squadrons to enhance the power of "Xuanwu".
Although Wu Xin did not believe that the Yellow Turban elites could sustain the ice and snow tornado for a long time, he did not want Feichan's personal guards to die in battle. They were elites recently selected from nearly a hundred thousand people by our side. They planned in every possible way, fought bloody battles and used
Wu Xin couldn't bear to part with any of the elites he cultivated with his own blood!
With "Xuanwu" blocking the front, the teams behind could get closer more easily, and rushed toward "Xuanwu" one after another. With each team they entered, "Xuanwu" became larger and more solid, and its aura and momentum became stronger...
"Hmph! You had anticipated such a situation. Do you think you can stop it like this?"
Seeing the reaction of the Fei Chan Army, General Peng Ying was so impressed that he couldn't help but sneer and scold him, and made a gesture to the people around him...
