Chapter 303: The Battle Banner Breaks Through the Clouds
On the battlefield, everyone looked at the two figures in front of them, too stunned to move.
The girl in red seemed to be protected by the God of Death, and the countless blood swords roared like the roars of ancient ferocious beasts. Within the reach of Jun Qingcheng, the blood dried up and the vegetation withered.
Only the red dress and the bloody robe were flying miserably in the void.
Lin Cangxue struggled to get up and walked into the field of killing swordsmanship. The phoenix behind her roared and the clanging sound was endless, causing a raging fire to cover the wasteland.
Lu Han coughed and stood up, holding the fat white man in a puddle of mud, and stepped into the field of killing swordsmanship with trembling legs, walking side by side with the three of them.
At this moment, five young men, no more than twenty years old, were walking on the broken and bloody battlefield, as if they were in a deserted place.
No army dares to stop it.
Don't dare to speak loudly.
Then, the Dixuan Double Character Battalion reunited, with Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan as the vanguard, clearing the way forward.
Thousands of warriors showed unwillingness on their faces, but they did not dare to move even an inch. Fear had already been engraved in their bones, and the torrential blood sword made him feel the abyss of death.
"Sister Xue, I will take Brother Lin Huang home, and I will definitely find a way!"
Jun Qingcheng whispered.
"Xiaohuang won't die!"
Lin Cangxue nodded with a frosty expression.
There was a bang.
At this moment, there was a shocking loud noise in front of everyone.
Zhao Huangtu raised his head and saw a middle-aged hunter in blood robe standing only ten feet in front of him, holding half a dragon vein in his hand, and his sinister eyes fell on Jun Qingcheng.
That is the Blood God Marquis.
"Leave Long Yuan behind, I will give way!"
Blood God Hou Senhan opened his mouth with a cold look in his eyes.
In the field, Jun Qingcheng remained silent and continued to stagger forward, paying no attention to the Blood God Marquis. However, the blood sword around him made an increasingly terrifying roar.
"Di Xuan Double Character Camp, protect my young master and kill without mercy!"
Zhao Huangtu raised his arm and his voice was like thunder.
Just as the words fell, hundreds of iron cavalry rushed towards the Blood God Marquis to fight.
Between heaven and earth, the war breaks out again.
Hundreds of cavalry rushed toward the Blood God Marquis, with a determination to die in their eyes.
In an instant, a shadow appeared over the battlefield, and hundreds of cavalry were trapped in a black line cage in the palm of the Bloodyin Marquis.
On the battlefield, a drop of blood transformed into the figure of the Bleeding Linghou. The latter's body was like thunder, killing Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan.
Rumble.
There was an endless battle under the sky. One after another, the iron cavalry rushed in front of the Blood God Marquis and exploded directly.
The blazing fire drives away the shadows.
Killing swordsmanship cuts through the black line prison.
The Blood Linghou penetrated Shen Qingshan's chest with his palm, and sent Zhao Huangtu flying with a punch.
The Blood God Marquis swung his palm across the air and took off a piece of the head of the Dixuan Shuangziying Cavalry.
The cavalry is like a river, rushing forward without fear of death, even at the cost of life, but also to pave a way for everyone to leave.
Shen Qingshan roared wildly, killing the Blood Spirit Marquis like a madman.
The Blood God Marquis chanted loudly and long, reappearing the blood moon in the sky, and shot out thousands of blood lines from his fingers. In just a few breaths, hundreds of iron cavalry were turned white, looking as haggard as an old man.
A big battle, endless bloodshed!
The three blood princes of the Blood Spirit Palace, relying on their invincible realm and weird skills, used extremely powerful means to crush the Dixuan Shuangzi Camp and suppress Zhao Huangtu and Shen Qingshan.
Even the killing swordsmanship can cut off the power of the Blood God Lord to deprive him of flesh and blood and lifespan.
Even the blazing fire cannot completely dispel the shadow of the void and the flowing blood.
"Come and accept your fate!"
At this moment, a roar that shook the mountains and rivers sounded in the void, and an extremely tall giant fell from the void and stepped on the Blood God Marquis.
That is Liu Cangsheng's fierce slave.
There was a bang.
On the ruined battlefield, the ferocious slave fell to the ground and made a big crater. The latter's eyes were filled with anger, staring at the half of the dragon vein in the blood god lord's hand, with overwhelming murderous intent.
Above the sky, more than twenty Wuhou puppets controlled by the Blood Spirit Palace appeared later, vowing to surround and kill the vicious slaves.
"kill!"
The ferocious slave roared and roared, and his body like a mountain suddenly shot through the air, splitting the heads of the two Wuhou with one punch.
The Blood God Marquis calmed down slightly, looking at the invincible Fierce Slave, and secretly cursed Wu Hou's puppet for his incompetence, and then his strangely twisted figure, together with the two Hous of the Blood Spirit Hall, stalked towards the Fierce Slave.
Mountains and rivers roared, and the earth trembled.
A bloody melee began again.
The three people in the Blood Spirit Hall fought against the ferocious slave, their movements were extremely weird and unparalleled, and they avoided the ferocious slave's terrifying killing moves countless times.
At the same time, the Blood God Marquis did not forget to control the Wu Marquis who turned into puppets to kill Jun Qingcheng.
On the battlefield, Jun Qingcheng still staggered forward, the killing sword path around him expanded to three hundred feet, and with an absolutely brazen attitude, he chopped off the heads of Wuhou one after another.
The Dixuan Shuangzi camp once again regrouped and fought invincibly.
Zhao Huangtu carried Shen Qingshan, who was on the line between life and death, in a bloody killing.
Boom boom.
On the battlefield, the battle continued, and the terrifying aura and power suppressed all directions, causing the thousands of warriors to retreat for ten miles, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.
But at this moment, the remaining black robes in the Blood Spirit Palace were killing the thousands of warriors, with blood crows flying around them and making shrill screams.
In just a few breaths, hundreds of black robes formed a blood sacrifice formation to control the warrior's soul, or directly kill the warrior.
If you get the dragon vein, you will be blessed with luck!
But since the beginning of the Dragon Vein, there has been no luck thrown at the body, but mountains and rivers have been stained with blood, and thousands of people have laid their bodies on the ground.
Qin Xuance fainted and died, losing most of his lifespan.
Fatty Bai was bleeding, his bones and flesh were shattered, and his life and death were unknown.
He was cursed by the sky in the wilderness, and then became a demon, and was about to bleed to death.
Xuanyuan's phaseless soul returns to heaven and earth.
Most of the Dixuan Shuangzi camp was killed or injured, and not even one of the tens of thousands of warriors was left alive!
For a whole day, the mountains and rivers were in turmoil, and the color of the heaven and earth changed. To this day, the battle is still brutal and brutal. The Blood Spirit Palace holds half of the dragon's veins, hoping to seize the dragon essence again.
Its strength is so strong that it can intimidate half of the battlefield!
Rumble…
On the battlefield, the Fierce Slave roared again and again, but it was difficult for him to overcome his toughness and softness, and crush the three nobles of the Blood Spirit Palace. The Blood God Marquis and others could not break through the invincible body of the Fierce Slave, and they were evenly matched.
On the other side, Zhao Huangtu was seriously injured, but it was difficult for him to fight again.
More than twenty Wu Hous joined forces and finally broke through the killing swordsmanship, suppressing Jun Qingcheng and others with countless terrifying attacks.
Thousands of warriors roared, trying to kill the black robe of the Blood Spirit Palace, but they could not resist the power of the blood crow entering the body, and each one finally turned into a respectful slave, standing behind the black robe.
In only half an hour, the Blood Spirit Hall had taken control of the overall situation.
Be invincible!
Groan!
At this moment, there was a groan in the void, and the righteousness of the world suddenly appeared.
In just a few breaths, an invincible force poured down from the sky, and the roar of the wind and clouds spread throughout the mountains, rivers and land, shaking the void in all directions.
Countless people looked up...
In the sky, a bloody and broken war flag was seen coming through the clouds and breaking through the sky. With the sharp momentum of encountering the god and blocking the killing god, it plunged into the blood-stained earth with a clang.
The battle flag is rolled up, like wind and clouds opening and closing, with two words stained with blood painted on it: