The mighty army of more than 10,000 people was like a tide, sweeping over the sky and the earth.
A depressing atmosphere filled the air, the neatly arranged war flags roared, and the densely packed spears pointed at the Martial God Nebula.
Standing on the dragon chariot, Zhao Xiao and Yan Ruxue looked at the bright nebula in front of them, with a sneer in their eyes. They were about to complete the grand hegemony that their ancestors had not completed for generations.
The God of War descended and ruled the world! Two majestic trends emerged from the two of them, and they also noticed Ye Chen and others blocking the front.
"Despicable people will be killed without mercy!" Zhao Xiao said calmly.
Kill! Kill! Kill! A series of roars rose into the sky, turning into rolling sound waves that echoed across the heaven and earth. The sound was extremely powerful.
"Pass on my emperor's order, all despicable people will be killed without mercy!"
Boom! The heaven and earth trembled, and from time to time there were roars.
The sound of gold and iron horses swept over like a tidal wave. Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked quietly at the Tiangang armies appearing in the distance.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked up. Wherever his eyes touched were surging crowds, among the army were two dragon chariots, "Emperor of Great Zhao, Emperor of Great Yan!"
"Despicable people will be killed without mercy!" Loud shouts rang out among the army. The army at the front retreated to both sides, and several cavalrymen appeared.
Waves of melodious horns sounded, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry rode out, like a blade, cutting through the void and heading straight for Ye Chen and the others.
Stepping out, Ye Chen met the cavalry on horseback alone, his long hair behind him moving in the wind.
Bang bang! The war horse trampled the void, causing a series of roars.
There are more than 200,000 cavalry, and the momentum is extremely majestic.
Tall war horses, spears oozing with cold light, and an indifferent general led more than 200,000 cavalry at the forefront.
"The great Zhao cavalry is invincible!" The general raised the spear in his hand and roared.
"Invincible!" More than 200,000 cavalrymen roared in response, and the surging true energy burst out of their bodies, converging into a phantom of a sky dragon, hovering in the sky above the more than 200,000 cavalrymen.
Under the shadow of Tianlong, this general gathered a great momentum, staring fiercely at the thin figure in front of him. There was a sneer in his eyes: "You lowly people who dare to block my Zhao cavalry are seeking death!
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"Kill!" The spear in the general's hand was drawn forward, and the momentum of more than 200,000 troops condensed into a line, falling straight towards Ye Chen like falling stars.
Kill! More than 200,000 troops roared in like wild geese.
The terrifying situation was approaching. Ye Chen was dressed in blood and made a hunting sound. The Qilin sword in his hand slowly raised: "Kill!"
A majestic momentum broke out from Ye Chen. In front of this momentum, the momentum of the more than 200,000 troops was insignificant.
Phew! A bright sword flashed through the void, and instantly appeared in front of the general who had spoken previously.
Poof! The bloody light suddenly appeared, and the sword light was not blocked by any means and sank directly into the depths of the general's eyebrows.
"Kill!" Ribo stepped out of the air. Behind him, hundreds of thousands of guardians came out with swords, like tigers descending from the mountain. They rushed towards the army of more than 200,000 people.
The surging will of martial arts, the agitated rules of heaven and earth. The fierce sword intention that traverses the world. The two hundred thousand iron cavalry that seemed terrifying before turned into a sea of blood under the sword light that filled the sky. Flesh and blood were flying, and the war horses screamed!
The 200,000 cavalry did not hold out for a moment before they were completely defeated. More than 200,000 cavalry were buried in this world.
Looking at this scene, the Tiangang warriors who were extremely arrogant before were all shocked. Is this the warrior of the Martial God?
According to legend, the warriors of the Martial God Continent are humble and vulnerable. Why are these two hundred thousand troops like ants in front of these tens of thousands of warriors?
The sudden changes made it difficult for the Tiangang warriors to accept, but what made them even more angry was that the lowly people dared to kill their Tiangang warriors.
"Despicable people will be killed without mercy!" More than 200,000 cavalrymen are just a drop in the ocean compared to an army of tens of millions. The army is still extremely powerful, and its majestic momentum is like many mountains, suppressing the heavens.
"The ones who have cultivated to the martial arts realm are the first, followed by those who have cultivated to the spiritual martial arts realm, and they are arranged in order. Kill the Tiangang warriors who are close to this place with a radius of several thousand feet!" The Qilin Sword was raised, and Ye Chen swung his sword forward.
The sharp point was cut open, and the void of more than a hundred feet was shattered in vain, spanning between the Martial God Nebula and the tens of millions of troops. The turbulent space flow surged, and dazzling sword lights penetrated out. Moon Sword Scar and many other moons
The ancestors of the clan stood behind Ye Chen with swords in their hands, while the other warriors retreated according to their strength.
"Martial God World!" On the dragon chariot, Zhao Xiao gently tapped the dragon chair with his sword finger and said with a chuckle: "For such a young martial arts world warrior, it seems that the Martial God World is not as unbearable as you and I imagined."
"In the world of martial arts, there is no shortage of young talents like this among our young generation!"
"One hundred thousand warriors rejected my Yan's tens of millions of troops, how courageous!" Yan Ruxue narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze passed over the tens of millions of troops, and stopped on the bloody clothes, "Yan Shou!"
"Here you are!" A young man wearing silver armor stepped out of the air, carrying a spear on his back, his face was extremely cold, and some frost even spread out between his eyebrows and condensed on them.
"For my emperor, cut off the heads of this lowly people, lead my Great Yan generals, sweep away these rabble in front of me, and clear the way for the tens of millions of Great Yan troops!" Yan Ruxue said calmly, with endless traces of emotion in her calm words.
majesty.
"No!" the young man said coldly, striding forward.
"Dayan!"
"Dayan!"
The Dayan warriors on both sides roared out, and more than 500,000 cavalry followed closely behind Yan Shou.
The Baizhang Tianlong roared, and Yan Shou stepped on it. With a shake of his right hand, the spear carried behind him shot out of the air. He held the spear with one hand and pointed it at the Martial God Nebula. Yan Shou said coldly: "I will lead you and others to the battle.
, clear away any obstacles for Dayan, kill!"
Kill! More than half a million cavalry roared out, raising their spears one after another.
The hundred-foot-long heavenly dragon roared and headed straight ahead like a rainbow. The armies blocking the front retreated to both sides, followed closely by the mighty cavalry with high momentum.
Bang bang! Dozens of martial arts wills and martial arts fields erupted, and about thirty sword lights merged into the cavalry. This was a martial arts powerhouse belonging to Dayan.
Looking at the phantom of the heavenly dragon galloping across the sky and earth, Zhao Xiao tapped his fingers on the dragon chair and chuckled: "If you, the generals of Great Yan, were to destroy these lowly people, wouldn't that indirectly mean that our generals, Great Zhao, are useless?"
"Zhao Ku!" Zhao Xiao straightened his face and said coldly: "I order you to take that young man's head and come to see me."
"No!" A stern young man stepped out of the air, holding a three-foot ancient sword, and a trace of thunder flashed in his eyes.
Kacha! The young man, who was Zhao Ku, took a few steps forward, and violent thunder appeared through the sky, following closely behind him, like an emperor traveling to escort him.
"Leizong Zhaoku!" Yan Ruxue raised her head, with a rare hint of surprise in her eyes, "In the world of martial arts, his cultivation is more vigorous than it was decades ago."
"If this were not the case, how could I send him to fight on my behalf? It would not be easy to steal someone before Ice Emperor Yan Shou." Zhao Xiao said with a smile.
Whether it was Yan Ruxue or Zhao Xiao, in their subconscious minds, the strength they sent was more than enough to sweep away Ye Chen and others. The only people they paid attention to were Sandai and others standing in the crack.
"Anyone who stands in my way, Great Yan, will be killed without mercy!" Standing on top of the Tianlong, Yan Shou looked down at Ye Chen and others below.
An army of more than 500,000 people came overwhelmingly. Under this army, Ye Chen and others were like a lonely boat in the sea, and could be submerged at any time.
Quietly looking at the approaching Tianlong, Ye Chen came out with his sword in hand, turned his back to Rizhao and Fatty Xiao and said, "Leave the martial arts world to me, and leave the rest of the martial arts realm to you."
Before he could finish his words, a man in blood-clothed clothes faced the power of the heavenly dragon and stepped forward with a sword in his hand.
"Yan Shou, this person is the prey of Zhao." Zhao Ku floated over and appeared next to Baizhang Tianlong. He looked at Ye Chen coming with a sword and chuckled.
"Really? But the one who beheaded this man must be this general, not your Thunder Emperor Zhao Ku." Yan Shou said coldly, endless chill appeared in his body, and snowflakes were flying all around.
Listening to the words of the two people, Ye Chen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, prey? There is never a definite boundary between the hunter and the prey. As long as whoever is stronger is the prey.
Fatty Xiao and Rizhen looked at each other, and they both saw the smile in each other's eyes. How could the majestic fifth-generation moon god be so unbearable that he be beheaded by you.
Coming with a sword, Ye Chen was less than a thousand feet away from the two of them. Ye Chen said calmly: "You are all my prey!" (To be continued...)
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