The entire city of Fengdu trembled under Wanli Yun's plate-like iron hoof.
Tian Hong didn't want to give Yin Tianzi a chance to speak at all, and his crazy murderous aura was overwhelming, filling every inch of space.
Seeing the long-sworded horse approaching with murderous intent, Yin Tianzi Huang Feihu, who was riding a yellow gelding, suddenly lifted up his big red robe, fired his steel gun, raised a silver spear in the air, and shouted loudly!
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
…
Cries of killing came one after another, the ground shook and the mountains shook. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers marched up in formation, like a surging tide. The ghost emperors of the five directions and the Yama kings of the ten palaces each galloped towards Tian Hong on their horses.
The experience of Wada Hong's battles several times in a row told one person here that any of their magic treasures were just a decoration in front of the golden-armored boy, and the only way to kill them was to kill them face to face.
The surging murderous intent burned in the air, and people's eyes were filled with blood-red light.
Looking at the army that was coming towards him like a violent storm, Tian Hong felt his blood boiling, and the feeling of fighting on the battlefield came back.
"boom!"
The collision of blood and fire, the collision of steel and steel, Yin Tianzi led tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghost generals to sweep towards Tian Hong. When Tian Hong rushed over alone, he took the brunt and struck with a long black knife.
Yin Tianzi's steel-pointing gun was cut off like tofu.
The yellow gelding did not escape his misfortune. He was slashed from head to tail with the knife. There was no scream, and he fell to the ground with blood and internal organs flowing all over the floor... dd